One of my very best friends has a lump. She's had two mamographies and will be going in for an ultra-sound this week.
As "have a mamogram" is on my list of things to do in 2005, I've finally booked an appointment to have my girls squished and yanked.
Tonight, as I sit here thinking about breast cancer, I feel many large lumps growing and pulsing with disease.
Please God, no.
Let hers just be a case of naturally lumpy boobs.
And let mine be a case me being a boob.
Three things I'm thankful for:
1. Costco
2. Canadian Tire
3. Walmart
(Had 2 spare hours tonight. Spent 45 minutes in each store. Think I'm done. My shopping is finis.) And I didn't even have to go to the mall.
Dang I'm good.
1 comment:
Yes, for all of us Lord, just make it lumpy boobs.
Now I'm torn. I got the golden bauble pic on my backdrop, but the sepia winter scene is too pretty to not have it too.
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