Sunday, November 20, 2011
All hail the foundation garment
I bought myself a girdle. Middle age has meant that my bits and bobs feel like they are falling off. I am now my grandmother.
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Tomatoes, New Zealand music, chasing wee Babbo with syringes full of insulin, real and virtual communities, potlucks, espresso and beer, goofy hips, and our next holiday.
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And you can now trot down the road after Wyatt without being in any pain from jouncing, I'm sure. I didn't know you could even buy foundation garments anymore.
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