Ugh, Susan. Anyone trotting that out obviously has never really eaten good food.

Wrod. Anyone who's had my mom's chocolate cake or my MIL's chicken-fried steak knows better.

JZ, I'm in the G/H range. I should just name the boobs Luke and Laura and have done with it.

Snerk.

Since I know you're interested in what happens post-bf, FWIW I'm now a 40DDD (that's in a Lane Bryant cotton underwire). Pre-preg, I was a 36DDD. And I'm a few pounds under my pre-preg weight, but I don't know where the poundage managed to disappear from, because the girls, or at least the ribcage, are definitely bigger still, and when I tried on my interview suit the other day it fit, but was tighter in both the waist and chest than when I bought it.

ETA but the good news was my Serious Black Low-Heeled Pumps still fit. Shoes are 'spensive and a pain to shop for.

And I'm a few pounds under my pre-preg weight, but I don't know where the poundage managed to disappear from, because the girls, or at least the ribcage, are definitely bigger still, and when I tried on my interview suit the other day it fit, but was tighter in both the waist and chest than when I bought it.

I'm at my pre-preg weight, and everything's still about two or three inches bigger around. I suspect that I lost the weight from my brain or something.

It sounds like I'll be getting some free Pilates (SiL needs a photoshoot), so I'm hoping to be able to tighten up some. (At least enough to fit into pants with structure without having to go shopping, damn it.)

(((Plei))). It sounds like a shitty week all around, and I know what it's like to not be able to find the ONE SIMPLE THING YOU WANT in a size that will fit. I hope the car repairs turn out to be relatively cheap and simple.

On a totally different note, yay Fay! on the good date.

Raquel, Mallory is a great name, and he's a gorgeous kid.

Mallory makes me think of Everest and Mal makes me think Firefly. So, I'm not likely to mistake Raquel's boy for a girl.

And yay for Fay's date!

As the coffee kicks in I am remembering things I wanted to say from my earlier skim.

Well, on the bright side, the engine is in good shape...

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On the not-so-bright side, the reason the AC isn't working is that the car appears to have been in a front-end collision that was never reported, and thus didn't show up when we ran the VIN, and we're looking at $1500 worth of repairs suggested.

Back to the bright side, the week is almost over and Perkins and Sparky will be around this weekend.

Ack! That's not right at all.

About the never reported collision. I don't know how the reporting is supposed to work, so I don't know exactly who to be mad at, but I'm mad.

Perkins and Sparky being around, though, that's very right. Lucky Seattle.

Damn, you'd have to prove that the dealership knew about the unreported accident as well to get any satisfaction. Damn it.

Hey, Hec, Mom says my last cut was "too conservative" so over the weekend we're cutting again. My article came out today...if only that was enough to fight the "Self-loathing demons"

now when sidelying he kicks me in the abs frantically until he pops himself off the boobie. Then he has to yell at the boobie for leaving him.

Gee, that barely changes at all when they grow up.

My birthday celebrating starts tonight. We're going out for our usual girl's night out and Teacup Guy is joining us. I hope we can have a good time, because Teacup Guy is totally stressed about looking for a job right now.

Welcome back , Hil! It sounds like you had a great trip.

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{Plei}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}} I am so sorry about the car trouble. Much dress~ma to you. FWiW, I am sure you are going to look foamy regardless of what you wear.

{{{Raquel}}} That is a lot of denial. I still think Mallory is a great name for a boy. Perhaps when people ask his name you could say "His name is Mallory, but we call him Mal." Also, I know it is easier said then done, but try not to worry too much about what people think.

Good luck with the dating scene, billytea.