Boobies

Me. Bonnie. 45,000 other people. That's pretty much how it went at the Race for the Cure yesterday. I was fairly surprised at how ladylike everybody was behaving. Not that anyone would make a sex fest out of a cancer benefit, but there is a lot that can be done with a breast theme, and Portland does enjoy an off-color (read: candid) nature at times. But no, this was a family affair, so we marched for breasts, and didn't speak about them much.