Diary of a SubUrban Housewife

October 2, 2005

That Time of Year Again

Filed under: Boobies!,Donate! — Beth @ 8:25 pm

Yup, it’s October. That means it’s Breast Cancer Awareness Month. And it also means that I am once again proud to participate in the Fourth Annual Blogger Boobie-Thon. (If you’ve paid attention to these various deadpan.net pages you should know immediately which picture is mine.)

There’s a picture in the freebie section, and if you donate $50 or more dollars, you’ll get to see it all in the special “pay-per-boobie” section.

Go. Enjoy.

April 25, 2005

Be The Third Person On Your Block To Have One

Filed under: Boobies!,Donate! — Beth @ 10:47 pm

And now the big unveiling of the super fantastic SubUrban Housewife Avon Breast Cancer Walk donation appreciation button.

Drumroll please…..

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I, of course, get one automatically, as I’m actually walking (and anteing up because what kind of slacker would I be if I didn’t put my money where my mouth is?).

And, the lovely Treppenwitz‘, who are now the first ones on the block to be proudly featured in my Boobie Hall of Fame (I may need to rethink that Hall of Fame name….going for a little classier than the usual…accepting suggestions). And, besides the personal thank you I sent to them, I would like to publicly offer a big intercontinental shout out and huge huge thank you to David and Zahava for their generous support.

So, fair readers, at the risk of boring you all, click on the pink button. No donation too small (or too large…because we still have the incentive being offered for those big bucks).

Thank you.

October 9, 2004


Filed under: Boobies!,Donate! — Beth @ 5:42 pm

I am pleased and proud to announce that I am once again in a participant in the Blogger Boobie Thon, with proceeds going to the Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer Foundation.

Go and have a look. Enjoy yourself.

And while you’re at it, make a donation to this very worthwhile cause. Breast cancer has touched my life and the life of nearly every person I know, in one way or another. Make a difference; I’m hoping my boobs will.

And I’ll gladly share mine with you if they can help to spare someone elses.

And as a special added bonus this year, if you make a donation and guess which boobs are mine, I will send you a copy of the picture of my boobs (bra optional for donations over $100).

But you better hurry cuz I was late getting this up this year and I think you only have until tomorrow to donate through the site.

P.S. Go here and click to help give free mammograms.

November 10, 2003

Poor Choice?

Filed under: All About Me,Boobies!,Photos,Uncategorized — Beth @ 9:42 am

The bra I chose to wear today is more “recreational” in nature then, shall we say, “supportive”. I’m not really sure what I was thinking as I got dressed today.

At least my sweater will disguise my party hats.

A poor choice? I guess that depends who you ask.

October 21, 2003

High Beams

Filed under: All About Me,Boobies! — Beth @ 3:44 pm

This entry is going to be about breasts, including my own personal pair. If this offends you, you’ve been warned and you can move on.

Men love breasts. I can understand that. What’s not to love? But it seems what men really like about breasts in an accessible, daily life, free/cheap thrill kind of way are erect nipples showing through a t-shirt or blouse.

There are lots of names for erect nipples. High beams and titty hard ons (or t.h. for short) seem to be the most common. Feel free to share your favorites.

Jennifer Aniston’s nipples are quite popular with my husband. It seems you can always see them.

Thing is, when a woman’s nipples are showing through her clothes she knows about it. I’ve gone out making a conscious decision to show mine. When shopping at the hardware store, it’s almost a necessity, for example.

Generally though, for work, I make other choices. I have several bras, specifically for work that, while not “padded” (cuz I don’t really need that) are sort of “fiber-filled”. You get a nice smooth line under a t-shirt, or frankly whatever you’re wearing. It’s more “professional”.

Today however, I made a different bra choice. Bra choice: a cute little item from Victoria’s Secret that’s made out of a jersey/t-shirt material. It’s super comfy with a fair amount of support. But it’s made out jersey/t-shirt material, so when there’s a chill in the air, everyone things I’m glad to see them. This bra is a fine choice under a sweater, or under several layers of clothes. But, considering it’s 90+ degrees here, I didn’t go that route. Instead I wore a tight fitting white button down shirt made out of some kind of vaguely stretchy material. It clung in all the right places, and enhanced my bustline quite nicely. It’s a damned cute shirt.

So today I wore a damned cute shirt to work, and my damned cute nipples paraded themselves all around our very air conditioned office.

Perhaps I was just happy to be there?

October 8, 2003

An Eye Full

Filed under: Boobies! — Beth @ 11:33 am

Much to the chagrin of my husband I have a tendency to walk around the house naked. If not totally naked, then in various states of undress. This is particularly the case when I’m in the process of getting dressed.

You see, the washer/dryer and place where I hang things to air dry is on one side of the house, my bedroom on the opposite. So, if I need to go get a freshly washed bra, or a t-shirt or sweater that I’ve hung to dry, I sashay across the house in whatever I’m wearing or not, to get it.

(You should also maybe know that the entire back of my house is windows and glass doors, and I have a huge window in the front of my house and the blinds are usually open.)

But I do not reserve my nudist tendencies for when I’m getting dressed. Sometimes I’m just naked (or nearly so) and that’s just the way it is.


Today is Wednesday. And on Wednesdays the gardeners come.

I’m usually mindful of putting something on to walk around the house on Wednesdays. It’s not that I could really care less if I flashed the gardeners, but I know that Chuck would probably mind, and I’m not sure it would set the best example for my daughter. So on Wednesdays I wear a bathrobe to sashay across the house. And I close the blinds in the bathroom and close the curtains on the big sliding glass doors and bay window in my bedroom.

Well, apparently I’m not as efficient as I should be.

This morning I was standing topless checking out the bottom half of my ensemble (a fawn colored suede skirt and black boots) in the full length mirror, admiring myself, when I glanced up in the mirror. Seems I hadn’t closed the curtains all the way and one of the gardeners was in the backyard–about 20 feet from the glass doors.

Looking in.


Maybe I’ll get a discount on next month’s service.

October 4, 2003

I’m One Too

Filed under: Boobies!,Donate! — Beth @ 11:22 am

Please go have a look at my breasts at the 2003 Blogger Boobie Thon. If you think you know which lovely pair are mine, feel free to drop me a line. I’ll let you know if you’re right.

But then go read this. This is me too. Go Sara.

October 3, 2003


Filed under: Boobies!,Donate! — Beth @ 3:32 pm

I am pleased and proud to announce that I am in a participant in the 2003 Blogger Boobie Thon, with proceeds going to the Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer Foundation.

Go and have a look. Enjoy yourself.

And while you’re at it, make a donation to this very worthwhile cause. Breast cancer has touched the life of nearly every person I know, in one way or another. Make a difference; I’m hoping my boobs will.

And I’ll gladly share mine with you if they can help to spare someone elses.

P.S. Go here and click to help give free mammograms.

July 28, 2003

The Twins

Filed under: Boobies! — Beth @ 11:09 am

I would say that the best way to describe the way I dress is modest. I generally don’t wear tight fitting clothes, or plunging necklines (despite the fact that I have a great “pair”, or “the twins” as my husband likes to call them).

Well, something must have come over me the other weekend, because I went out of the house in a tight fitting, low cut tank top. Plus, it had a built-in push up bra in it. My old man was pleased with the results and said it looked good so I went out.

Stop one: pick up my sewing machine from service. The guy who worked on it was more then happy to spend a lot of extra time with me showing me what to oil, where, and when, so I wouldn’t have the same problems I had to take it in for service for anymore.

Stop two: hardware store. Ladies, if you want service at a hardware store, I have two words for you: show em.

You see, the sink in our guest bathroom has been leaking. OK, pouring water may be a better description.

I’m a pretty handy gal so I decided that I would just change out the faucet myself. Me and the twins toddle over to plumbling supplies.

OK, there are two types of faucets, ones with a pop up and ones without. What’s a pop up I wonder? (It’s the little thing that controls opening and closing the drain, fyi.) Well, I had to find a salesman to tell me this. I find one me and the twins wait our turn.

Was it just me, or was he rushing to finish up with the customer he was helping?

While I waited I was looking through one of those “Do it Yourself” plumbing books.

The salesman finally finished up and eagerly offered to help me. I explained what I wanted to do and asked about the pop up thingie.

Well, never before have I had such service. He did everything but push my cart through the aisles. He put the faucet in the cart, found me plumbers putty, teflon tape, replacement supply lines, and new shut off valves. He put it all in my cart. He then spent quite a bit of time explaining the procedure to my breasts, promising that I wouldn’t need that silly book and if I had any problems, I should feel free to call him. Anytime. Was there anything else he could help me with? At all? Ever?

July 20, 2003

Strapping Young Things

Filed under: Boobies! — Beth @ 12:15 pm

I grew up in an age where it was improper for your bra straps to be showing.

Apparently we’re in a totally new age right now.

Now that the heat of summer is upon us tank tops are everywhere. Cute little spaghetti-straps, racer backs, halter tops, wife beaters. You can’t spit without hitting a woman in a tank top (not that all of these women have made the best fashion choice for their particular body type).

So tank tops are everywhere, and so are bra straps. Some of these women have made, what I can only assume, to be clear fashion choices in that they want their bra straps to show. Not a choice I personally make.

I suppose I should be thankful that they haven’t opted for going braless.