Driving home tonight I looked up and saw the amazing full moon…. then thought to myself …mmm where else have I seen that today?
Not once or twice …but THREE times in the one day I have had ‘full moons’ inflicted on me in the form of oversized, white and very very hairy male buttocks. What’s with that???
The first was a large and lovely young man who was helping load some things into my 
car… As he bent into the back seat his ‘less-than-designer’ grey trakkie dacks crept waaay too low revealing waaay too much flesh and suggesting that there were no undies anywhere to be seen.
I soon got on with my day and headed to a meeting. There I met another ‘extra-generously’ proportioned young man who pulled up a chair to sit beside me. As he did HIS low-rise ill fitting jeans snuck well below his ‘crackline’ where they stayed for the entire gathering. (I must admit the ’50Something’ mother in me was just as worried 
about him being cold, as I was about his flesh oozing for the world to see).
Finally as I was heading back to the office, I passed a third heavyweight gent. He zipped past me on a motorbike with both cheeks hanging out and his jacket flapping in the wind…
It got me to wondering if this is some kind of sign … and if so what on this earth (or moon) it is???
Wonder Years 
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