Romeo . . . and Juliet,
I should have given you the vote count for my Battle of the Bands (see HERE and HERE).
Including my vote, it was nineteen for The Muppets, and twelve for Wayne and Garth. When I wrote the post, I thought, Everyone will vote for the Muppets. They are sooooo cute. I felt happy that Wayne and Garth received their share of votes.
Party on, Wayne. Party on, Garth. Party on, MUPPETS!
I want to start swimming again. Our thunderstorms usually don't arrive until late afternoon, so I can swim after lunch, AND I AM NOT WAITING AN HOUR AFTER LUNCH BEFORE I SWIM, MOTHER. We didn't need to do that. We still don't need to do it.
I ordered a swimsuit today because, although the one I had last year was soft and nice, it didn't exactly fit properly. My right boob popped out of the tankini all the time. Not cool.
So I ordered a one-piece suit. I am a bit worried. I bet you think I'm afraid my left boob will pop out, but that's not it.
I'm afraid I'll have droopy boobs because the suit doesn't have underwire, not does it have a shelf bra. I want to be comfortable, but I don't want boobs down to my knees.
Infinities of love,