How did I celebrate turning the big 3-1, you ask? I did what every woman should do when they are getting older....I had a mammogram! Yes, I got my boobs squished into pancakes, while a kind yet somewhat forward nurse technician fondled them more than my husband has in awhile. I do have to say it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be--but for all you with a B cup or smaller- Good Luck, I am not sure if mine weren't so saggy, how they would have managed to get them in there. Maybe that's why you have to wait till your older to make sure they are starting sag!
Now you are wondering why I would subject myself to that on my birthday- well the reason is why -my mom died from breast cancer at 52, so I have to get mammograms somewhat earlier than most people. My mom also died two days before my birthday, so this time of year I absolutely am thinking about her. She knew she had a lump in her breast and because of fear or indifference she didn't have it checked until it was the size of a golf ball. I really think she could have survived it had she been treated sooner. Now that I am a little older I cannot take my health for granted anymore.
On a lighter note, the other way I celebrated was with an impromptu BBQ with some of our friends (all planned by Zak) and a cookie cake (my favorite) I have seen other people put pics of their kids growing up on their birthdays-so I thought it would be funny to show some of mine!
