bra bra ah ah ah

as lady gaga would say or should i say sing... rah-rah-ah-ah-ah.  i say bra-bra-ah-ah-ah.  Really? i have bra issues.  what better to do than blog about my bra. 

they are expensive and they don't last long at all.  probably my fault.  i should hand wash and hang dry.  please.  i don't have time for that crap.  i toss in washer and dry baby dry. 

i am at work and something doesn't feel right.  nobody has said anything.  a piece of advice... if you can't tell someone something is wrong then go tell someone else to go tell that person.  preferably a person that has beef against that person so you know they will go tell.  what do they have to lose, they don't like that person anyways. 

a big shout out to all the people {notice i didn't say friends, i am debating that} that let me walk around with my bra wire poking out of my shirt like i had a 3rd boob.  i don't look down and admire that area so how the crap am i supposed to know what is going on.  i bet another inch an i would have stabbed my chin.  eventually i would have figured it out while bleeding to death. 

these things are expensive.  if i pull the wire out then my balance will be off.  plus, one will look like i am 18 and the other will look like i am 32.  i guess i could walk leaning to the good side and nobody would notice.  pulling the wire is out of the question!  i could go to my boss and tell him i need to go change my bra... don't think so.  NOPE, i go to the bathroom and work that sucker back in place.  it's not that easy.  don't ask!

this morning was a little frantic.  what do i do?  i grab the defected bra.  you got it.  4 trips to the ladies room to get back to 2 boobs and not 3.  that darn wire poked a hole in my shirt.  i think that if it is that sharp it doesn't need to be under my you know.

so, if you see me looking down at my you know.  i am not checking myself out.  i am paranoid.  i looked like i had a madonna boob in between normal boobs.

i have others but this one is my fav!  kinda like my tshirts that have holes in the arm pits.  i just can't let go.  so, i will toss in wash and dry baby dry.  maybe this will be a good test of frienship...  i will call it the BRA TEST!!!