Victor: “I don’t know why you don’t wear things that show off your boobs more.”
Me: “My what?”
“Like that little brown dress. Your boobs look great in that.”
“You know what would be really refreshing? If you occasionally directed your attention to me rather than my boobs.”
“But baby, you are a part of these boobs.”
“Um…no. These boobs are a part of me.”
“Isn’t that what I said?”
“You know, it’s things like ‘You’re a nice bonus to those big jugs I married’ that really do wonders for my self-esteem.”
“You’re in charge of your own self-esteem. I can’t do anything to hurt it.”
“Are you high? Of course you can.”
“Well…I guess that’s just your stupid perception.”
“I’m blogging all of this.”
Updated to add:
As requested by a pervert faithful reader who commented “This blog post just cries for a photo”, here you go:
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Did Victor really say ‘You’re a nice bonus to those big jugs I married’?
I just want to know who to give credit to for my tee-shirt.
I sense a boob boycott approaching in your household.
Sometimes I have to wear a bra on my head if I want to have a face-to-face conversation with my husband.
Shove his moobs (yes, moobs – not a typo, people) into a too-tight push-up bra and see how he likes it. Wait, he might like that. Abort mission!!
Or take photos for blackmail.
Take that boy downtown, Judge Brown.
Julie
Using My Words
The brown dress you wore to Blogher? Cuz he’s right, you know. ha. don’t kill me.
My kingdom to have my guy notice me for my boobs. Can’t a girl get oggled in her own damn house anymore? jesus. (tho maybe it would be helpful if I had a rack).
Ha! I feel your pain. I, too, am an optional attachment for the boobs.
You do have quite a rack, Jenny. But still. Oy. Are you married to my husband’s long lost brother?
Aw, honey, step on his toes a few times.
Guarantee that’ll get his eyes off the boobages.
So nice to come across a guy who is not only sensitive but honest, reminds me a bit of me. Way to go Victor!
Oh btw, you may not be getting any for a while.
Yeah. We have that one, too, more or less. And your boobs are way more impressive than mine. LOL.
ha, ha…. Ah the curse (or blessing depending on who you are) of a nice rack.
Since he must also be in charge of his self-esteem, I guess it wouldn’t hurt his feelings at all if you were to, say, divorce him from his equipment? Or better yet, cast aspersions upon it? Sheesh. Still, it’s nice to know you’ve got it going on, though, isn’t it?
;^)
and sadly – I think he’s not alone in his thinking.l
Men.
Paint his toenails while he’s asleep and then track how many weeks it takes him to notice… you know, since his eyes don’t reach that far…
- a nice, bright, girly color
Clearly even in the comments the battle lines are drawn straight across gender lines. Except perhaps for Karmyn who I think is telling me that she finds my boobs distracting as well.
(Right back atcha, Big K.)
*snort* what a romantic…
I so didn’t notice your boobs when we were all at lunch at Molina’s. FOr our next get together, I fear I will be staring your your boobs.
I apologize in advance.
Just smack him.
So, totally blogging this.
On the other hand, you know what to do to get your way in all things.
That conversation could have totally taken place between Matthew and me.
Wait…Yeah, it has.
Some days I think my husband married my nose. Yes, he’s a nose guy.
*giggle* re: to Margaret…. I was thinking the same thing. And, I too apologize in advance. (just in case)
What is it with men and boobs?!?! I can’t walk by the hubby without being groped. It’s like his hands are possessed.
Tell Victor his winkie is small and then ask him if you hurt his self esteem. He might get it then.
LOL. Well, at least you got a little blog revenge.
why don’t you wear the brown dress any more? (hope you’re feeling better)
My husband once said, “I love you. You have a great rack.”
And even though technically they were two different setences, he still got smacked.
Jenny, all I can say is that I hope you feel better soon and that you can be up and around. Hugs.
Lucky for me my personality is better than my boobs.
Hehe I bet Wictor won’t get any for a while
Have I ever told you how much I like boobs Jenny. Wait a minute… I’ve never even said hello to you before. HI Jenny.
stupid perception… ummmm…
I’d be throwin a pillow out on the couch about then.
You know, us men CAN be that retarded
and not really think about what we’re saying when we say it. But think about it, men are always a 6-pack away from just grunting and using two word sentences like “remote now!” and “throw that!” or “nice ass” or “beer me!”
But I’m a guy…I’m probably giving out too much
You know how sometimes words just can’t fully express a concept? This blog post just cries for a photo.
gotta like boobs a alot. as for me, i wish i felt MORE like my little general was a part of me. as it is I don’t think we can share consciousness at the same time. I’m sound asleep and he is raring to go. wake up and he goes to sleep. go figure.
You do have nice boobs. I say that you flash and deny for payback.
@Willowtree, Malin – the Blogess has admitted she is afflicted with mono AND parvo – which means that *not getting some for awhile* might not be such a bad idea for Victor after all.
@Jenny – you need to get him some of them thar “Funbags” you done did wrote about, and give them to him wrapped up in that brown dress
~EdT.
Jenny – you might also remind him of his prophetic words:
“That poo-poo is so not going to have a nice day.”
~EdT.
The picture’s a little blurry…Is that a purple bird in your hair?
Just kidding…very pretty flower.
Arg! We were all such hot pirates.
Victor has some trouble keeping his thoughts from spilling out before he’s formed them properly, methinks.
(is he adhd too? because I have the same problem. also, your boobs are awesome.)
*rests case*
Sometimes I think the only reason SB married me was so he could have a better chance at touching boobs everyday.
My husband and Victor would get along rather nicesly.
Love that dress!
Parvo suits you well. Nice knockers.
OK, the quote,
‘You’re a nice bonus to those big jugs I married’ is priceless.
I agree, T-Shirts would be awesome (tight ones, made of white cotton… but I digress).
Look on the bright side. Obviously you have quite a bit to offer besides your amazing pectoral superstructure, otherwise the quote would have been more like,
‘Those big jugs of yours sure offset that noise which come from above them’
Now THAT would get him killed!
Slut.
i bet mine are bigger…
I got just the solution for this problem:
http://blog.etee2k.net/index.php/etee/2007/09/14/ed_action_moment_14_sep_07
That’ll fix Victor’s little red wagon…
~EdT.
after 20yrs talk is cheap, I’m just glad he notices.
Nice rack by the way.
Hey Jenny, you are right, my thumbs don’t have Parvo. But I am sick now. You didn’t by chance breath when you stopped by, did you?
p.s. this week’s thursday 13 on my blog is dedicated to you and only you
Snort.
Well, it is a cute dress.
But…men. Sheesh.
That’s when you reply, “why don’t you wear things that show off your penis more?”
On second thought, nevermind.
My husband always says that if he had my boobs, he would feel himself up everyday!
Hopeless!!
I think Victor and my husband are related.
Why are all of the arrows aiming at the chest. Especially on a post like this?
Marques – Those arrows point to my boobs in real life. It’s part of the dress. Do you think that’s the reason why Victor’s so distracted by them?
Hey, Jenny, I know what’ll put Victor in his place–
post a NAKED picture of your boobs! Just slap those big boys up there, digitize ‘em, and let the whole world take a look.
Y e a h…that’ll put him in his place!
(I promise not to look…).
Ah HA! I was right.
Men! Sheesh!!
I will never understand the obsession!
My boyfriend lovingly refers to me as “big tits” and loves to comment when they look especially big on any given day. Ahhh… romance hasn’t died!!