Observed in Vegas

All right...

I know that I am like an innocent abroad when it comes to this sort of thing...

But when I was at dinner last night at Delmonico's Steakhouse (which was exceptionally tasty, I might add) I observed the oddest group of diners.

Two couples that appeared to be in their fifties or sixties, who seemed to be from Iowa or Minnesota if my midwestern radar is accurate. and their dining companion. A bleached blonde chick in her late thirties wearing pleather hot pants and vest, thigh high fishnets and high heeled boots.

WTF?

I thought that you didn't need to take a hooker to dinner?

Does this make sense to anyone? Can you explain it to me?

HNT-48, A New Boob

No,

Sorry,

It is the old boob... but both my boobs have a new lease on life as of this morning. Since they got the all clear I have been much more relaxed...

I suppose that I should have had more faith... my birthday was earlier this week and is the feast day of St. Agatha, patron saint of bellfounders; breast cancer; breast disease; Catania, Sicily; martyrs; nurses; Palermo, Sicily; rape victims; torture victims; wetnurses; and Zamarramala, Spain

please notice the breast elements. See, St. Agatha is said to have refused the advances of a Roman prefect and was tortured.. by having her breasts cut off and presented to her on a silver platter... I used to think it was weird. Now I hope it is a talisman. She certainly helped me out today.

While this painting (by Giovanni Battista Tiepolo, The martyrdom of Saint Agatha) is lovely, it is not really appropriate for a HNT submission.. so I am including something more appropriate. This is me post test shot... with a marker indicating where one of my bilateral lumps is located.

NOW! OFF TO VEGAS!,

And the answer is?

Fibroadenoma!!!!

Multiple and bilateral (which according to the radiologist is a GOOD thing)

Yes, folks I am pendulous and lumpy! WHEE!

(This by the way is not my boob... it just plays it on this blog... but trust me, this is very similar to what I was looking at this morning)

Now that I can stop worrying about this.. I can concentrate on my birthday trip to VEGAS!

When I was told about it, I have to admit that I initially thought is was like one of those Make-A Wish trips...

PK wouldn't ever take me there and then suddenly he was.. it seemed suspicious.. but we are still going .. staying at the Venetian.. I even have dinner reservations already.. WHEE!