First it was my collarbones. Oh how I love those little guys.
But then...my tailbone showed up at the party...without an invitation. I know we have discussed this before but now I have a theory.
We do this exercise at Circuit. Except the ball is bigger (8 pounds) and the mat is paper thin.
SOOO, here my Amy theory. I believe that skinny people who have been skinnier for a longer period of tale, and thus having there tailbone more out and about, have developed a tailbone callus that they are keeping secret from us! They must have a little leathery patch that protects them. And in time...we will get one too!
But HURRY UP already! For the love of all that is holy, I am going to have to start carrying one of those hemorrhoid cushions around with me. That's going to be real hot during sexy time with Tracey when I have to say "Hold on dear...let me blow up my ass cushion".
And speaking of sex. Which I don't just PUT OUT THERE on the blog for fear of offending, but really...if you have stuck with me this long....
As my ass gets less and less meaty, and thus resulting in a closer space between me and Tracey...
well you KNOW!
FINE...penetration is much...
Have mercy. Are people from Dr. Friedman's office reading this?
But this is a valid point bc it applies to us ladies and also our fellows that are reading (hey Fat Bastard and Andrew)...bc I would assume not only can we tell the difference as the "receivers", but you can tell a difference as the "pitchers".
Sigh. Well there you have it.
Last night I was sitting on Tracey's lap (fully clothed thank you) just chattin away and he said "Damn your ass is boney".
hahahahahaha! SAY WHAAAAA?
really? No one has ever said that to me. But my ass was hurting his legs! And not bc of the immense pressure of my weight. But because of my bones!
all is right with the world.