Farewell Fun Bags

Today, I jumped on the scale naked, hair dried to reveal.... I've lost 10 pounds!  Running and punching around in Rocky-style triumph, I went about my business getting ready for work.  

But my joyful reveling came to an abrupt stop when I strapped on my bra and much to my dismay found that a significant amount of that lost weight had disappeared from my "lovely lady lumps."

I knew this day would come, but I was unprepared.  For me the one great thing about being heavier is that the weight distribution has always been generous on the top shelf and when nothing else is going my way, at least I still had my girls. 

Until now.  My sweater puppies are a little less playful.

Yeah.  It's like that.

So with great sadness, I bid my boobies goodbye. 

Bye bye boobies.  Sayonara Sisters. Toodle-oo Ta Ta's.  Ciao Chesticles.

I already miss you my mammaries...