My boobs were my tools of the trade for almost 20 months.

Once my youngest daughter weaned herself from the Magical Boob Juice, the fun really began!

(And by fun we all know I mean chaos!)

Pull up a chair, sit a while, read a few pages.

Keep and open mind and a joyful heart and you too can get pumped into the world of The Milk Maid.


Because it's my nature. And because it isn't.

For the past week, maybe a little longer than that, I've been feeling particularly... um... how do I say this and not scare the bee-gees out of everyone?

Cheerful? Sunny? Bright, verdent, full of life? Pizzazzy, complete with heel-kick?

I know- it's scary. Where's the snark, Milk Maid? Where's the venom? Has no one been there to piss in your cereal every morning? Awww- poor Milk Maid.

I'm not sure what the change is. I'm not sure what has even brought it all about. I am pretty sure that I don't want to over-analyze it because that would probably pull the plug on my Tub-O-Cheer and I'd go whooshing down the drain (and B would have to come fish me out with a pipe snake).

I was driving down the road this morning (ok, I admit- yesterday morning too. And Monday.) and I was happy. Downright annoyingly jazz-hands peppy. I was thinking about LOVE and BIG J and BABIES and SCHOOL and GOOSHY ROMANCE and VACATIONS and all the while I was singing songs...

You see where this is going? And it's not even Vitamin Z induced. No, I wasn't drinking either (although it was 5 o'clock somewhere).

You ask, "Maid of the Milk, what brought about this change? Did your bitch shoes get too tight?"

I'm still me, rest assured. Because pepper-specked in between those warm fuzzies of puppies and kitties and love and junk was this voice:

Waiting for the other shoe to drop... Aren't you Milk Maid?

Whew-- for a second there, I thought I'd been body-snatched and replaced with a Pod Person.

--The Milk Maid says whatever she wants, then feels all giddy about it.
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B said...

I'm glad you're in a good mood goober! Forget about the other doesn't match anyway.

Marcy "meg" said...

I am so glad you are feeling all good and stuff! You deserve it my dear!

Anonymous said...

you couldn't be pod if you tried. glad you are happy...are you ready to dance?


The Milk Maid said...

I'm so ready to dance it's in-SANE! I hope I don't knock stuff over... :|

twondra said...

I'm glad you're so happy!! That's awesome! I think you should go dance!

Deena said...

Let me see those jazzy hands!
Have the aliens taken over?
I kid, I kid! I think it's wonderful that you are feeling the happy vibe! Please bring the happy vibe with you when you come to Tejas~!

Becky said...

There is nothing wrong with being deliciously happy, well, unless it's because you have a fever.

Then it's no good.

Anonymous said...

Hmm.....what is the happiness you speak of? Does it hurt?