Sunday, May 27, 2007

Both Ways...




See this kids?

This is me, as a wee one.

Walking to school.

Uphill, both ways.

With one shoe.

My parents are the epitome of cruel.

13 comments:

Captain Smack said...

WOW!

Boobs, I have to say - when you were younger, you were HOT!!!

alexgirl said...

Oh my god! Poor mini-Boob Lady!
Are you from Antarctica, by the way? It looks crazy freezing wherever you are. I guess it's somewhere in Canada, eh?
I love this picture.

(and thanks for offering me the tip of your finger! you're so sweet.)

Big Orange (a.k.a. "Uncle Moonpie") said...

you forgot the part about how you defended yourself against a grizzly bear with your loose-leaf notebook. Oh, and how you had to put hot potatoes in your pockets to keep your hands warm, and then ate them for lunch.

Skylers Dad said...

How many miles? It's gotta be a bunch, if you walked 50 feet to school the story kind of loses it's punch.

WAT said...

This post made me smile. Funny.

Captain Smack said...

Hey, what gives? You didn't approve my comment.

Did I go to far?

The Boob Lady said...

WAT: Thanks! :)

The Boob Lady said...

Captain Smack: I didn't get the comments in my e-mail so I didn't see them until now. And, you could never go too far my dear!

alex: No, although it looks like that doesn't it? I'm from Northern Canada, freeze your tits off I tell ya! You're welcome to my finger anytime!

Uncle Moonpie: I did defend myself against that grizzly, I forgot about that!! It wasn't warm potatoes though, it was tater tots.

Skylers Dad: It was like 45 miles.. Uphill, both ways.

ThePapaDog said...

well, so cold it freezed everyone else's tits off except yours...

Lynda said...

How else can your parents teach you to be tough?

Brian Mandabach said...

You are too cute, little boob lady.

I loved walking to school in the bitter winter weather of northern Illinois. I used to cut across the frozen lake, and I daydreamed constantly about moving to Canada and becoming a fur trapper.

Ken Monteith said...

Tater tots?! Luxury! Rotting turnip tots was all we got, and we were happy to have them!

And I suppose you even had a DRY paper bag to live in, protecting you from the driving snow, sleet and rain!

Some people were just born with a silver spoon in their mouths, I guess!

The Boob Lady said...

ThePapaDog: Correct!!

Lynda: You're right, they were only looking out for me.

Brian: Thank you! Have you fulfilled your dream of trapping fur? I can hook you up.

Ken Monteith: Welcome! Did you hate the turnip tots? I'm so sorry that you had to go through that. My paper bag was moist, not entirely wet, not fully dry.