Thursday, June 22, 2006
Rocka My Soul in the Bosom of Abraham
Bosom Bosom Bosom. Everytime we sang that song in church or school, as a child, I had to explode in giggles. My Irish grandma used the word Bosom. I think she giggled when she said it too!
No laughing matter, however, that our sweet guest blogger is the mammogram nurse who agreed that RibbedTank should not fear the machine. As for me, it was quick and painless and talking about the blog helped with the akwardness!
Fun fact: the part of a dress or blouse that covers the breast is known as the bosom of the garment. How appropriate for RibbedTank to join me at the mammogram. May she cover them and protect them as well. If only she were pink!
Do you use the word bosom?
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