“I’ve got one, how about something simple like, Feel your boobies?“ Emily asked before popping a handful of M&Ms in her mouth.
“Cool, I’ll write that one down. OK, so I like- Let’s do it for the ta-tas. What do you think?” Diane asked as she wrote down both phrases in her notebook.
“That one’s good too. OK, how bout this- Check your boo bees and we can have some bees flying around saying ‘boo’. Cute right?” Emily replied excitedly.
“Love it, super cute!” Diane agreed. “Ok, I have a few more, what do you think of these: The breast is yet to come. Boobs, they could use your support and Big or small, save them all?”
“Those are all awesome. I like the boobs they could use your support one the best I think. That and the bees one,” Emily said before looking at her watch. “Crap, it’s almost nine o’clock. We better get crackin on these t-shirts for the team before the race tomorrow or we’re going to have some naked boobies to worry about!”
The Not So Fantastic Reality:
The above story was inspired by the following tidbits I encountered today:
ONE: Today I raced for the cure… kinda. I actually just walked (briskly!) for the 15th annual Susan G Komen Breast Cancer 5k at UCF. This, being my first experience with the event, I was absolutely awestruck by how huge it is. Thousands of people, all donning pink, showed up in the wee hours of the morning to come together against this nasty disease. Men wearing pink tutus, women with pink wigs or headscarves, teenage boys in nothing but shorts and pink fairy wings, babies in pink polka dot onesies, even dogs in pink t-shirts- amazing. Not to mention all of the super creative homemade and professionally created t-shirts just about everyone else was wearing. Breast cancer has always been a disease that especially hits close to home for yours truly as my beautiful grandmother is a survivor. I walked for her today. So, Mamaw, I got a bunch of swag from the race for you- including like 40 strands of hot pink beads and a cool ‘Survivor’ tshirt. I love you!
Love & Squirrels.