Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


Wings and flirting

Nothing like a relaxing work day with no one breathing down my neck to get things done. I'm listening to Wings Greatest in my little cubicle. My retreat from the workplace. Armed with some stories to write. It is sort of nice today.

Exchanging some emails with my husband when he asks me:
So which guys are hitting on you today?

Sadly, no one. I asked him why. His response:
Just expected that it happened again today.

I think that is flattering, but I'm not sure. Maybe he just expects the new bra to put a trance on the men all around me. I mean, I do feel like my boobs are right under my chin in this thing. Comfy and all. Just elevated. Like gravity doesn't exist. I'll take it as a compliment.


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