February 14th, 2008



One of the nice things about my job is that I can work at home, in my pajamas. However, alas, in the last two months, all of my "work clothes: (pajama tops--[Gentlemen, avert your eyes for TMI] I like the tank tops with the built-in bra, because, well, when one is designed the way I am, it's not too comfy to flop around the house without some kind of support. ("When your momma flops around the house, she really flops around the house.) [End TMI] have DETONATED. As in, no longer wearable.

And I'm fussy about them--most of the cheap ones just don't offer enough support.

So I am off to the maul, to spend too much money at Victoria's Secret. :-(

Pray for me.