They Don't Call Me "Snexay" for Nothing

I took snexay pics. It was a groupon/living social/travelzoo deal thing that popped into my email inbox that I just couldn't ignore.  I asked myself, "Why not?".  It was going to be a surprise gift for the Mr.... but seeing that I'm not a good liar, knew he was going to ask where I was going, and had the slightest hesitation in that he would be pissed... I had to tell/ask him.

the Mr. - Why? Are you going through an early mid life crisis?

Me - No.  I think it'll be fun... and that you'll really like them..

What I really wanted to say was... "Good God, let me have some proof for when I'm old that I once was young before we have another kid and my left boob hangs even lower than my right and things get more wrinkly, saggy, and grey." ... but I thought that would be too much and that I would lose him at the word boob.  Anyhooters, he agreed.  So I went, had a blast, and love them. 

I told some friends and they had q's like, "Were you nervous?" "Did you need to have a drink before?"  "Was it weird?" ... Not at all... but I think that after I did my big peep show called, "Giving Birth" ...all of my inhibitions seem to have been distinguished.

I thought I'd share some of my faves... along with some snexay thoughts going through my head.

I guess you could say it's a little vain... but then again, we all do things to make us feel good about ourselves in one form or another... so I can't say this gift was really totally for the Mr... but I can say he did like them!