This is a true story as told via Facebook posts, on how my mom’s boob won a pink KitchenAid mixer. Well more like how me talking about my mom’s boob on Facebook won a pink KitchenAid mixer. My mom is a 14 year breast cancer survivor, she is also the reason for why I am the confident woman I am. However, this story is not just about a boob (well two boobs, we’ll get to that later, but not like you think), it’s about the humor we find in life, even in challenging times, and the outpouring of kindness from strangers.
Me: Did she have two?Mom: No, she only had one, that’s why she had the fake tit.Me: I KNOW that, I mean did she have TWO FAKE TITS? If not, why the hell wasn’t it buried with her? Why would you have it? And why would you even consider finding it and using it?Mom: I know I have it somewhere. But I’ll get my own tit after the first of the year when I have flexible spending again.