That's right touch those beautiful melons of yours.  Give a squeeze, push around really explore.  Lift you arm up above your head so the saggy, they've nursed two kids look, goes away and they pop up to remind you of your 18 year old self.  Go ahead, touch 'em.  Tell your breasts hi and get aquainted for a while.

Despite the blip with Little Miss, the wedding that I was at this weekend was amazing, the bride was be-u-ti-ful, the day was joyous, and we knew the couple was headed toward a future of  happily ever after.  There were plenty of tears and most of them happy, but mixed in between those ones that come with a smile were a few tears of loss, of saddness because the bride's mother couldn't be there with us.  She died of breast cancer 3 years go and while the pain is not as raw, there are certain days when a girl needs her Mom, and a wedding is one of them.  Having a stand in Aunt is good, but it almost makes it more obvious that Mom isn't there.  And, that whole "here with us in sprit" shit didn't make us feel much better - although I do swear she played a few pranks; still, a  wedding should be bliss, not bliss with a painful reminder your mother is gone, and it just really was hard because that girl was cheated and we all really wanted her mother there.

So feel yourself up regularly, make sure you look for the lumps and if you're over 35 you should be thinking about a mamogram.  If you're nervous or afriad or not sure what will happen, fuck that, buck up, and get going on touchin.  And if you're still not sure just look at someone you love and imagine how sucky they'd feel if you were gone.  Her mom did check, and fought that fucker off once, but couldn't ultimately outlast it.  And if I made you feel guilty and sad because of this post well then good, because I really don't want to lose one more person to this awful fucking disease, and if this post convinces you to touch those beautiful cans of yours every month, well then I'll gladly write some more shit about how we all had that moment where we just couldn't hold back the tears because we missed her, and our hearts hurt because we knew that girl deserved to have her Mom there and the fact that she didn't, well it was just damn sad.

So what the fuck are you waiting for - get felt up!