A good bra is always underappreciated …

As I was getting my darling children ready for school today I noticed to my horror that I was out of clean, dependable, and good bras. The last thought from the night before runs through my head again “if you wash it now, then hang it up right before bed, you’ll have fresh bras for the day ahead.” Yeah, I said “do it later, time to sleep” which undoubtedly put me in the situation I was in. The thought of an old lady bent over with melon held by nylons dangling from her chest was the mental picture I had in my mind of what I was sure people saw of me without the trusted over-the-shoulder-boulder-holder to keep things up where God had originally put them (but then time happens and so does gravity). It’s agreed that I, just like most people, tend to take things to the worst case scenario. I know that everyone has gone and done something without a bra and so it shouldn’t be a big deal, but have you seen the size of Godzilla….Yup that would be the size of the monsters I hide daily. I did have a fresh pair of “grow some balls lady, or your kids will be late to school. It will be ok, trust me” panties and put the bras in the wash, got in the car, took the kids to school and prayed that I wouldn’t need to get out for anything.  I am happy to report that I did indeed survive and didn’t have to get out so I could save the world from the gravity-challenged boobs today. Came home and dried said bra so that I could finish getting ready for work and go about my day, which by the way, went wonderfully once I had my amazing good bra on. Thank God it wasn’t one of those days where the wires decides to make a sudden appearance and ruin yet another excellent bra day. J

Bra: noun: brassiere.
That’s it? You must be joking!?!
Say it with me: Brassiere. Wow, makes it sound so … so… upscale, classy, sexy, and even a bit luxurious; however, for those of us that know better it would better be described as: torturous, awkward, and, usually for those of larger size, unattractive and uncomfortable.  Now I’m not saying that all are created that way and in fact I wish I had the type of body that could fit into the cute, sexy, thrilling, and classy types, but I don’t.  I do however applaud the makers of exceptional bras, you know the kind (and they vary in style/types). The ones that make you look like you actually have something worth looking at in that department. You have ones that push you up, squeeze you in, make you bigger, and make you go “hell yeah, look at these babies.”

So in conclusion: I need to shop for some new bras and I raise my wine glass to the makers of good bras everywhere. J
 I hope this has put a smile on your face because I have laughed at myself numerous times today… Happy Friday and weekend to you all J