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These CHEEKS Ain’t Seen Nothing Yet!


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Since I’m counting down the days to my Dir-Tay 30 (2 to be exact), I thought it was only fitting to revisit an old blog post that still holds strong!  It tells the tail of 2 cheeks and how they’ve kept it together for 30 years and counting.

It’s Time to Get Cheeky!

For an interesting and perhaps amusing read, check out the post below. If it’s for the first time around or for a second go, enjoy!



Thong The Thong Thong Thong!

Posted on June 11, 2010 by sotidbits

Dumps like a truck truck truck
Thighs like what what what
Baby move your butt butt butt
Let Me See That THONGGGG…..

I often feel like the only person that will not give in to the Thong! Call me crazy, old school, granny panty wearer, whatever! I like to know that those cheeks are held in tight, secure and are not left to have a mind of their own. Baby got back and I’ve got to ensure that the booty stays in tact. I even don’t care what kind of panty line may show, regardless of working out/formal event/night on the prowl, bring on the panty line!
All that being said, I was given some Thong action for my bday. And no, not from a hot sexy significant other. More like a friend possibly hinting that I may need to tap into a more sexy, spontaneous, get some action side of me. Well, let me tell you, those babies have stayed perfectly crisp and new in my drawer. UNTIL……
…Last night!!! This is how it happened, basically, I’m at the end of my clean underwear. I have only a few left. And those few, are being saved for those upcoming events and night on the town where I need to lock them in tight and keep those cheeks in check! Yes, I could just do my laundry already but please…Laundry is a pretty penny in my building so until I can make a big trip to the Fluff and Fold, I’m stretching what I have out as long as possible!
In this hour of desperation I stumble across the dreaded Thong. I’ve tried to wear prior and have only made it through 5 minutes of hell. Friends insist that there are certain kinds of thongs that make all the difference. Perhaps. Not on this ass. I’ve been open, I’ve listened to the arguments, I’ve forked over a few bucks and purchased that mini piece of fabric. NO BUENO! But I consider it. Maybe it’s like shrimp or mushrooms, where I kept trying and trying for years to like, and finally, it hits you – it’s AMAZING. So…..I tried again……
1. First, let’s just say for the record, my ass does not look good in a thong. I mean seriously. Seriously. No, Seriously! Mad props to those V-Secrets ladies, but after countless hours, days, years of working out and hiking, it has only made a difference in how good these girls (butt cheeks – I don’t have boobs) look in granny panties. I’m just sayin. True story.
2. I think I attempted to pick a wedgie for a good solid three hours.
SIDE NOTE – I did put these on a few hours before bed thinking I’d warm into them and get used to the feeling knowing I’d be asleep for most of it. Yeah, not so much.
3. The girls (butt cheeks) thought they had free reign. Honest, I got nervous to let my dog out for fear someone would catch a glimpse – and yes, I was wearing pants. I felt so naked, so exposed! And the girls were huge! I caught a glimpse in the mirror. Every so often, I would feel them give each other a high-five! WTF.
4. I continued to pick a wedgie through the night, I think I finally got to the point where I just moved “it” (aka-the thong) over onto one butt cheek. Ahhhh. Seriously relief and sleep!
Some people are not meant for the Thong TheThong Thong Thong! I feel like I try and try and I’m sure I’ll try again – but every time I make this attempt, a little piece of my Butt-Esteem is flushed down the toilet. I find myself having nightmares of the girls (butt cheeks) giving high-fives when I least expect it and I keep happening upon the lipo listings in the yellow pages. So for now I’d like to remain in my ignorant bliss….because I do believe my ass looks fab in those tight Gillian O’Malley granny panties with the super hot waistlines that keep those babies together, comfortable, perky. Done and Done!


Toritama produces 15% of the Brazilian jeans

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My cousin Rachel, or as I like to call her, Rachie, is pretty fabulous.  I like to take credit since I held her in my arms when she was a baby and I claimed her as my own.  Ever since, she’s been the Phillips to my Wilson (“hold on for one more day…”), my bff and of course, my butt-warmer.  I’ll explain later.
She’s a hard working, driven and talented individual. The woman doesn’t ever seem to tire and it’s fabulously motivating!
So naturally, when Talbots (Talbots as in the store – just in case you were wondering) had a contest to win a trip for four to Paris (PICK ME! PICK ME!) – so she entered!
Her mission was to create a story about Denim in six words or less.  Using her smarts, wit and her personal love with denim jeans – voila.  A young Hemingway in the making.  Even better, she was able to include pictures with her story to help give it that extra spice and always going that extra mile! Suck up 😉 I bet she was the girl always doing extra credit.
Check out the link below- pretty darn clever if you ask me.  What can I say, I like to toot her horn!
Rachel doing this inspires me to get out of the norm, think outside the box and whatta ya got to lose? Not much! So on that note I’d like to say…Be Comfortable, Be Creative, Be driven, Be of NO Fear and Don’t Stop Til You Get Enough!!!!
Rachel’s Story is the one titled: My commitment to Love…and Denim
Rachel’s Story: No matter the occasion I’m Committed

I’ve included further evidence of her ‘extra credit’ (coughing) Suck up;)

Rachel w/Nana on our recent visit. She gave our Nana an awesome scrapbook from her wedding.  There goes my candy jar gift 😉

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