There are lots of words for them, my preferred term is 'boobs'.
Some people think having small ones is a problem. Well, I wouldn't know about that but I think having big ones is a big problem!!
I'm being very brave here and putting up numbers and letters...10F! Oh yes, F for fricken ridiculous!!
I mean honestly, who wants to be 10F other than Pamela Anderson, Playboy Bunnies or Hugh Hefner's
And don't even mention cleavage, I don't have cleavage I have a crack, like plumber's crack at the other end on the other side!! Although I have recently discovered some perfect bras that don't leave me with with 'the crack'. Of course they are very expensive and I have to buy them online because have you ever seen size 10F in a department store? I haven't. I wear a bra 24/7 minus shower time and romantic recreational time...you know what I mean ;). Yep, I like to keep them contained. I can't stand them flapping and flopping all over the place.
But having said all of that, I wouldn't consider surgery. The elective pain I could possibly handle, but the elective shelling out of that much money....uh uh. And I would be totally devastated to have forced surgery due to breast cancer, as my grandmother did. So while I whinge and whine a lot about my ample endowment, they're mine and I'm stuck with them (I hope!). This is one of the reasons I chose The McGrath Foundation as the first charity for my Year of Giving. Pop over and check out who I've chosen for this week and check out '25 random things about me'...another tag, YAY!
My other big, or should I say 'little', problem is tiny feet...size 5...kiddy size! How I don't topple over at any given moment is a miracle of nature!!