Neighbour, Neighbour!
Today I went to see a neighbour.
I found myself smiling in anticipation of the visit as I entered the plushness of her luxurious condo building. She's quite the exotic flower -- not unlike a rare, tropical orchid. The deep-toned, velvety carpets and ceiling-to-floor gold-tinted mirrors of the lobby were so in keeping with her champagne and caviar personality.
I'm not exactly a "tropical orchid" myself, but I am a tropical bush-baby since Mama gave birth to me in a little mud house in Africa. So perhaps that's why we tend to get along, somehow! We've known each other for several years and can tell by first glance what kind of a tropical mood the other is in!
But I was not prepared for the heat of today's get-together!
We settled back in our chairs, me with a steamy coffee, she with a cappucino, and she asked the question:
"So, Carol-Ann, would you like to see my breasts?"
I nearly dropped my coffee! We stared blankly at each other for a moment and then we burst into laughter until the tears were running down our cheeks. How could I have missed them when I came in! There they were, like apples of gold in settings of silver: two fresh, silicone breasts on display each in a luxury-lined box of its own. I noticed, off to the side of the room, that her wig had taken up residence on the manikin's noggin and a fuzzy inch of curls had appeared over her own bare head.
Things are getting back to what they should be!
Thank the Lord!
5 comments:
I'm splitting a gut over here, C-A! No fair! I can't see the screen, and I'm trying to WORK! Hahahahaha!
Very funny C-A. But I think I got the picture.
I have a breast story tooooooo..the other day we did the cancer run, afterwards we went to this teras and went inside to use the loo.....well, here sat this lady, door wide open, and the conversations began...the long and the short of it was that she was a nutter who ahd lost both breasts and wanted to show us her scars. My friend who is also a breast cancer survivor told her so and that we really didn't need to see her scars as she had her own...then the lady was insistant and started to pull up her dress, suddenly she remembered that she could not show us that way as she did not have any panites on....by this time I was trying hard not to giggle to loudly and tried to show my best interest so as not to offend her sincerity!! She did manage to show us her scars by pulling her top down and we ended up telling her how beautiful they were and that we would talk to her later. We made it outside and laughed for a whole city block before we could explain our hilarity to th husband who was with us for the event....oh my word.......
Hi you three!
A post like this would have been way out of my comfort zone at one point -- and is still right on the brink of "don't post!" However, the more cancer tragedies and triumphs that press their way into our world, the more I feel like somewhere we just have look for the funny and laugh with all our might!
But I am glad you did post this stroy. Because there is a lighter side to our problems and burden bearing becomes a tad easier if we can smile along the way C-A.
Rebecca your incident is very funny. That lady did the Full Monty nearly!
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