The thing about boobs is that they feature pretty prominently on your chest. If you know what I’m sayin’. And as a result of their prominent featurance, stuff tends to collect there. Pen stains (I believe I’ve already admitted my pen flipping habit), food stains, food. Water tends to get there first if you lean against something damp, or are standing in the rain. When Chelsea and I went caving, for example, I had a big muddy wet circle on my right boob from crawling around in the caves. It’s a problem. As if their mere existence, or the fact that they feature so prominently, isn’t reason enough to stare, we women constantly have to deal with the additional stains, splotches, and pieces of popcorn left in their wake. It’s sort of like we’re screaming to the world “Hey look, world! I’ve got boobs! And sometimes I throw my pen against them!”

In other related news, I drew on my favorite green t-shirt today.

In other unrelated news, Sari and Kristin are coming to visit this weekend and I’m SO EXCITED.

Videos to follow.

Videos of my weekend with Kristin and Sari. Not my drawn-on boobs.

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