Nordstroms utterly failed me. Sure, they measured right, but there were NO bras that fit right. Even they agreed. As did the fancy bra place in Towson. It was trauma. Now, well, size has changed. I might have more luck. But I've got other issues (bras are hitting trigger points and killing my shoulders.)

Apropos of this conversation and one the other day,I yelped as I struggled with my sport bra and it pinched me, the woman next to me started laughing. She was trying to put on one of those tops with the sports bra built in and it had gotten all twisted up in the back. I had to help her. She was all, I've never tried putting this on after swimming. I'm never wearing it to the pool again!

We were both in hysterics by the time we left.

I think you're supposed to bend over to measure your cup size because the way a bra is ideally supposed to fit is for all of the boob to be in the cup. (That might sound obvious, but as a woman with a larger rack, a lot of times most of the boob is in the cup but there is definite sideboob hanging out outside the cup. The advice I heard to help get all the boob in the cup is when you get dressed, you reach around and kind of grab the sideboob and guide it towards the cup. And it actually works! And suddenly the rack of doom is even more doomtastic.

And now it seems I'm running to the hardware store with Brian for a little stealthy community beautification project. We've got a little garden and neighborhood sign that he's sort of adopted since the previous caretaker got ill. He wants to add some color for the holiday, so I'm providing the wheels. Fun!

In theory I am going to walk over to the Redwood City parade and street fair which is starting in an hour or so, but that requires getting dressed and not having a headache, so I think I may not quite make it. Oops

[link] The sign, pre-Brian's-cleanup a couple weeks ago.

Mmm, fresh peas with fresh basil. MMMMMMMM.

I think you're supposed to bend over to measure your cup size because the way a bra is ideally supposed to fit is for all of the boob to be in the cup. (That might sound obvious, but as a woman with a larger rack, a lot of times most of the boob is in the cup but there is definite sideboob hanging out outside the cup. The advice I heard to help get all the boob in the cup is when you get dressed, you reach around and kind of grab the sideboob and guide it towards the cup. And it actually works! And suddenly the rack of doom is even more doomtastic.

Yeah, and the more boob in the bra, the more comfortable it is. Sometimes I'll try a 36, but even with the weight I gained on Wellbutrin, the band still rides up (esp. now that I'm working out), so I need a 34, but finding a cup that fits everything is a HUGE pain. I've got some Gs and some Hs that do okay. (In addition to weight, and before the weight gain started, I gained boob on the stupid med. Because, you know, a DDD just isn't boobtastic enough.)

Oh, it's a strange world when I look at the weather and go "Oh, thank god, only 96 degrees."

Happy Day to the Buffista-Americans!

French 75 Popsicles for tonight in the freezer. But I didn't realize the Popsicle set I got only makes four. Four! So I have most of a pitchers worth of delicious cocktail, and several hours until people get here. Uh oh.

Also if anyone else is hiding out inside, the history channel doc on the revolution is fascinating.