About the Girls-For the Ladies

Ta-Ta's. Chi-Chi's. The Girls. Whatever you have affectionately named your God given bosoms lets face it, how to contain them, support them, or give them some shape can be a point of contention. If you know me, you also know that the bosom fairy did not stay long at my house. Being small chested, and I'm not kidding-I dream about filling an A cup, finding a comfortable, stylish, and well fitting bra has been a struggle forever.

I finally resigned myself to the fact that $12 T-shirt bras from Target were just my lot in life. However, they still were uncomfortable and the underwire was starting to get to me but I didn't feel like I was wearing enough with any other kind of bra. Sports bra's make me feel like a 12 year old boy. Enter in my latest find that I am forever changed and grateful for.

Coobie Bras.

WHOA MAMA. You need one, your mother needs one, your sister, your best friend, that lady who checked out your groceries needs one. Seriously. Except they don't need one. They need a drawer full and they need to throw away anything else. Sure, I know nothing of being well endowed but they aren't called the most comfortable bra for no reason. Obviously all shapes and sizes love 'em. And for around $20, I can't ask for much more.

To start with I bought this one in nude.

And this one in white. 

I'm sold. I'm a convert. I don't know where I have been this whole time nor where these gems have been hiding. They are amazingly comfortable. They give me shape and leave me with a smooth finish under my clothing-no underwire viewing! They also look like tanks. So when it's was 102 I wasn't sweating to death in my dress with a cami-eliminate the cami! Next I think i'll get a pretty color, or lace trimmed one. Or BOTH.

Go buy one.
Here:
http://www.shopcoobie.com/

Or Here:
http://www.amazon.com

Or wherever you find what you are looking for! I don't care. Just get in one ASAP. Your bosoms and lymphatic system will thank you.
And that's my Coobie Bra Story.

Blessings!

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Blessings!

Something Funky

I've been a little MIA. I know. Something funky has gotten into me and I can't quite put my finger on it. At first I blamed it on the hellacious semester of school I just survived (Deans list almost made me believe it was worth it. However, I'm still not convinced.) add in wedding planning and I just thought I'd crashed. But after about the 3rd week I wasn't sure I could blame it on that anymore.

Then a little self pity kicked in. Like, "What am I doing thats of worth?" "Why is everything changing around me?" and a whole lotta other blah, blah, blah.

Then I made a tough choice to quit a job. Because sometimes no matter how much we want things to work, they just don't. And our peace of mind, dignity, and joy are worth more. So that was an adjustment. Because even though I will be the first defend women who don't work outside the home I haven't exactly ever been one of those. So wrapping my head around was more of a challenge than I thought.

But what made my funk worse? I stopped writing. I stopped listening to music. I don't really know what I was doing. Oh wait. Nothing. But then I realized I was missing writing and other things. But THEN I realized I wasn't doing anything to write about. THEN I thought what is going on? I have things going on in my mind. Things of value. I have things to say even when I haven't left my home or it's surrounding area for the day. So I'm back. And feeling better. And do have a few things to share.

My Mom, Dad, Jerrel, and I made a trip to the big city to Junkstock. Where I was surrounded by a wonderful amount of old and repurposed stuff. My people all the way. Food, junk, and music. It was a such an awesome event! 

And we came home with all kinds of goods for our house. It was so much fun.

Then for the fourth we made a trip to K-town, minus Jerrel-saving lives on the fourth was his calling. We went to see some family and some family of family. Now that was a fun day! This picture was taken. It cracks me up every time. Little man wasn't a fan of the whole picture idea.

And then I got to hold this little dolly as she took a nap. She awoke with smiles and cuddles. 

So that's an update of the last few weeks. Funk and all. But I'm coming back. Don't you worry. We will talk again soon! 

Blessings! 

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Blessings!

A Belated Birthday

Yesterday was a special day.

It was my Daddio's birthday.

But I didn't get a blog post out to celebrate him.

I did make him a homemade German Chocolate Cake. And we ate gobs and hoards of fried chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy, rolls, mac n cheese, and fruit. Holy gut. It was delicious.

So this post is a day late but that doesn't mean much. Still love my Dad. Still happy he had a birthday. Still glad I'm his favorite daughter.

Happy Belated Birthday Dad!

Blessings!