I’m contemplating coming back. You know, blogging and all?
But contemplation being that, it’s still not certain what my course of action will be.
Thank you for all the concern shown over MSN and SMSes. Everything is jolly well, judging by “normal” standards, but I guess it’s just an matter of personal expectations.
But I feel quite good today. Hubs bought me a pair of Calvin Klein cotton girl boxers to lounge at home in. And a bra. 36C. I think this boob shrinking has got to stop sometime soon, before my “lady lumps” go into a state of nonexistence.
I’m shallow. Buying pretty things make me happy.
And maybe, it was really just the PMS.
Life without hormonal control sucks.
Saturday: Boy’s usual weekend swim (if weather permits) and some more shopping for MamaShell. The wishlist is all ready to be crossed out.