My siblings and I have often gone in on gifts together, so I'll check with my sister, but she's been buying him tickets to a baseball or basketball game, the past couple years, to go with him. But since I wouldn't be able to go with it's not quite the same...

My vague ideas on gifting this year are shot. If I couldn't do a shared activity, I went charity. It's fraught trying to figure out anything else. I wish you luck.

I realise that 95% of the women I've been intimate with (uh, not sexually) have massive breast issues (some massive issues, some massive breasts, some both), and I have no real idea if that's normal.

From my excessively inclusive case studies of basically everyone I have ever met, yes, women have breast issues. The projected ideas of what is normal is ... not. So every woman I've ever been able to talk to about boobs is stressed about them.

I wonder if it is because images are so breast-focused but we also, in mass media, hide the specifics. So there is this idea that an ideal boob not just exists but is common. And we freak when it doesn't match what we're sporting.

But that's all guessing. Just being female and talking about it for a while.

I think that my breasts are one of my best features. I have body issues, but only when I really like a guy. Otherwise, I don't give a fuck. Hell, a decent number of the bitches have seen me in various states of undress.

I think that my breasts are one of my best features.

You rock the world but, yeah, you have really good boobs too.

I don't remember the last time that anyone in my family didn't mention my breasts first. Or their breasts first, barring injury to anything else. They will tell you how nice your breasts are, and what's wrong with theirs--no boobs are too small, but then again, none are smaller than a C. But that's so big! Here! Grab it. Now grab yours. See how mine are bigger? I hate that. And they flop! Let me take off my bra...can I grab yours again? That's what I thought. Definitely better than mine...

Okay, SERIOUSLY. I would like to a) like my breasts b) leave the room.

I have many body issues, but I always thought my breasts were nice. I was totally ok when I was tiny. Didn't buy a bra until I was 38 because it was not required. Now that I am heavy and the breasts are, that is ok too. They totally were awesome, full and shapely when I was nursing, and all super functional too! The hair, the chins, the belly, now we are talking body ISSUES.

Hah--see, I figure my boobies, at least there are good parts. I mean, my chin, my belly, whatever, it's just not the shape I want, there's no special upside to that. My boobies, I'd love them to be bigger, but hey, at least they're perky for what they are! (I figure on a smaller-bodied person they'd be great, but since I've got a large rib cage and hips and stuff, a bigger rack would be more proportionate. If probably less perky)

My tits have mostly just been an annoyance, things that get in the way and which other people make fusses over. They were big for my size when I was thinner, and I actually felt somewhat relieved when I got fat and they became less noticeable. I've never worried if they were "right", I mostly just wished they weren't there.

I didn't read the details , but I am sorry Hil.

and tell you family to keep thier hands to themselves, ita. body comparisons ar e good for no one - and if it involves squeezing - smack 'em down.

Today was wierd - someone complimented my nail beds -- I didn't even know what she was talking about

body comparisons ar e good for no one - and if it involves squeezing - smack 'em down.

This one was good for our dates, I can't lie. Three women standing at the bar grabbing each other's breasts? I'm surprised they didn't break something offering to break the tie.

I don't mind being groped, but I do wish I could like my breasts without invoking tales of decade-long woe.

My boobs are sometimes too big and sometimes too small, but generally well behaved and with the cyst gone reasonably healthy. I can't guarantee that'll last forever, so I don't appreciate being bummed out about other racks while I'm okay.

I am like meara in that my breasts have never been bodacious but they've always been perky. But it is weird that for so long I thought of myself as flat chested. It's been a good decade since then (I blame pregnancy and regular ol' aging and putting on 20 pounds or so) and I still am surprised when I see cleavage.