I'm not sure who said it but " Givers have to set limits, because takers rarely do."

Dear cookies such as Oreos you are evil. 

YES!!! I cannot have them in my house or I will eat half a box over the course of a day. I can still eat them with my sleeve if I do it one or two at a time :(

Since I stopped drinking. I have had a few cookies. I know that my addiction is to food and other wonderful things. 

This obsession with who can use which bathroom....and who is transitioning.

Lets just make several single bathrooms with a lock (or just use the "family bathroom") and people who are worried that the "wrong" person may walk into "THEIR" bathroom can use it and lock the door.  Transitioning people who feel they may upset someone if they use the bathroom of the gender they identify with  can use it and lock the door.  Someone like me, who doesnt want to hear the weird sounds of the person in teh stall next to her, can use it and lock the door.

Then, we are all happy.

That easy...

MY BOOBS. It is not enough to say that they've deflated. They're difficult to keep inside a bra. One day last week I was out weeding, that they both fell out the center, nipples and all. Needless to say I crossed my arms over my chest and walked back into the house so I could rearrange.

Yes, I have a couple of bras that "fit". Which means they have a shape, which I do not. Wearing one of those, I look practically perky! Never mind that the shape is all bra, and my boobs are folded into the cups accordion style. YES, FOLDED. I can fold my boobs like an Japanese fan.

I can totally relate. I really have to watch things when I am at the chiropractor's office.  They tend to pop out when I switch sides.  Accordian style is an apt description.

Yep, the tennis balls in the ends of tube socks look is something I am not used to.  Hate it, hate it, hate it!  I need to buy new bras, but cannot find anything that actually fits.  Cant wait until I get my boob job next year.  

My Sunday started out like this:

Brunch for my mom's birthday.

It ended up with an all day stint at the ER since the restaurant we were at didn't have tempered glass and my grandson walked into it thinking it was an open doorway.

I hope he's okay.