Lumps in the Pudding ©

Lumps in the Pudding© . Does it not remind you of lumps in mashed potatoes or in gravy. Not the most enduring thing to compare the lump I found in my breast the other week but that's what comes to mind.

Am I scared? Just a little bit. Hot husband held me tight and said just what I needed to hear at that moment, pretty much erasing all fears. I am more amazed at how it ached during and after the mammogram. The exam pissed me off because, it's such an evasive test. Imagine a man's penis got squeezed that hard, really. Rethink, rethink. A penis-o-gram invention would happen overnight.

So lumps in the pudding. I am not foreseeing anything but the present moment. Have a great day.