T.M.I

This morning, I made my favorite sandwich; Turkey, raw spinach (I LOVE spinach, thanks to my mother's cunning method of making my brother and I eat veggies when we were 6 year's old...Singing the Popeye tune in her thick British accent), and shredded sharp cheddar cheese on wheat. It was going to be a long day at the office and I knew I wouldn't have time to leave for lunch, plus my volunteer assistant has headed back to San Diego for school.

I ate the sandwich during a conference call. The shredded cheese kept falling down my bra. I didn't pay it any mind though, because I was hungry. After work, I headed to the gym (haven't seen Cracka Aisss Cracka since the bitch slap heard round the ellipticals), went home and practiced the latest Jamaican dances thanks to you tube. Worked up a wonderful sweat...

Two hours ago, while stripping to take a shower, I took off my bra and found warm, melted, stringy cheese between my puppies.