Ok, since a thread isn't complete with about them being real or being hit on by guys with velcro wallets, I have another awesome story for everyone. So I was at the farmer's market this morning with my mother. We were doing our thing when this lady comes over and starts chatting us up. Comes to find out she was sick, we thought a cold/flu, but in talking, turns out she is in remission from breast cancer. That is when I notice she has had a double mastectomy. So we tell her how sorry we are to hear about that, but thank goodness she is on her way to full recovery. Then she proceeds to let us know that her rack was once looking like mine. Would have been ok if she stopped there, but she practically felt me up. Right there in front of the avocados. She didn't grab at them, more like, rubbed in a circle motion over my shirt. Strange for sure. I know she didn't mean anything by it, and with all she went through, its just another body part. But really? So from now on I can always tell people that I was felt up by a stranger at the Farmer's Market.
I was murdered by the so called "Spring Forward". I like to think of it more as a death jump. 
