lol.....it's sad. Can you hear the headlines tomorrow? Woman suffocates by breast.
The trick is to fluff them up before you lay down....put pillows under each armpit for support.
I haven't seen a diet book yet for boob weight loss...if I do, I'll be sure to let you know:)
With my medication I have to take gravol or I'll throw up. What's the point you ask? It's the last kind I have tolerated ....lol..at least it works on the lowest dose - enuf that the nightmares stay away for the most part. Poor me. Call the wambulance.
Sounds like pretty powerful meds. UGH.
Pat doesn't seem to be bothered that I'm fluffy. He has volunteered to be my personal boob boy. HAHAHA.
You're too funny....No the meds are powerful, I'm just super sensitive to medication and get crazy side effects that aren't listed in the list of side effects. One pill I took caused severe pain and electrical zaps in my shins and I couldn't walk. Ya....the doctor said , no that's not the pill. I stopped taking it and voila. I could walk again. I know my body.
You can call Pat a fluffer nutter. Remember that commercial? It's a peanut butter and marshmallow sandwich. Very healthy. No sugar at all .... sounds good though doesn't it?
FLUFFERNUTTER!
ROFLMAO. You know Pat nearly died one night because of fluffernutter.
Yup. He rolled over in his sleep, snuggled up all sweet and cute and lovey. And just when I thought I was going to get a little night nooky, he whispered, "mmm... fluffernutter" in my ear. Swear to god it's a true story. I think I've even blogged about it. LOL