Continuing Mission

"Do your boobs hang low,

Do they wobble too and fro?

Can you tie them in a knot,

Can you tie them in a bow?

Can you throw them over your shoulders,

Like a Continental soldier?

Do your boobs hang low?".

Well, yes, as a matter of fact!
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My girl friends and I used to sing that song when we had PJ parties.  We all laughed, not knowing that around 55-60, we'd be the models for the song.  Then, we used to sing it loudly at our weekend get together's at Arlene's up north cottage.  In our jammies and bounce around--except for Arlene who remained to her dying day, a nice B cup.  She often went without a bra.

My daughter Pam NEVER wears a bra.  She was late for my Dad's funeral because she was going through drawers, trying to find her one and only.  Thought she should because she was wearing a dress.  Pammie, still an A cup.

My Mother was a perfect 36C.  My Dad's mother had what she called, "quart jars"--I can relate.

Perky?  I never was.  My oldest grand daughter, Helene, has inherited my height and my overly pervasive bust. 

My grand daughter Madeleine--well, you've seen her photos in her ballerina suit--I think she has very little.  
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My friend Beth was wearing a bra, long before I was. Also my friend's Judy and Sandy and, well most of them.  Except Arlene and I...and even SHE got one before I did!

I don't think we had training bras, back in the day.  I remember one day, I stole borrowed one of my Mother's bras and stuffed it with toilet paper.  I went to visit my grandmother and she tried not to laugh as she asked me what I had on under my T-shirt. I was 13+ at the time.  She told my mother and thus the whole hunting for a bra for Judy occurred.

My Mother started lining the bottom of my suitcase with sanitary pads when I was 11 and first went off to church camp--or to visit an aunt.  

I didn't start my periods until I was nearly 14--all my friends already had theirs, including Arlene.  They would come to school, complaining about their cramps and I'd sympathize with consoling words, "Oh, I know.  I had mine last week."  LIAR!

Then when I did finally "mature", I never had a cramp in my life.  I never had any problems, until menopause (once again late--age55) when I tried to hemorrhage to death for three very long years.

But even then, I never had hot flashes--warms ones perhaps--which I thought were interesting and used to sit at work and feel them as they started in my hairline and advanced.  I would giggle, it felt so weird as I tracked it.

The only problem menopause ever brought me was, wanting to slap all those snotty 30 year old women I worked with.  I finally got some Premarin to fix that.  Took it for seven years.  I stopped on my own, shortly before the FDA recommended not taking it.  I've had no problems or ill effects from that or the birth control pill which I took for ten years.
<thank you, Lord>
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Where was I going with this?

Oh yes--after researching the bras websites--I see reviews that the French manufacturer, Epreinte is supposedly the best and----------only $168.00 for a bra my size, with a wider bridge.

So--over to the Bali website and got my normal Flower Bali, three sectioned, underwire in a 42DDD.  I'll see if it fits.  For $28.00 and free shipping, I can't go wrong.

Right?

I'll be sure and keep you abreast of my situation.
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