Thank you organized craft room, for letting me find a long enough piece of pink felt.
Thank you beachballs.com, for existing. (Have you ever tried to find a beach ball outside of the state of Florida in October?)
Thank you husband, for being man enough to be called "a giant boob" and letting other dudes fondle you all night.
Thank you said fondling dudes, for being aware enough to know what the pink ribbon stands for and thinking it was "pretty cool of you to put that on your costume" before going back to your jokes about motorboating.
Thank you Christy and Dave, for having a Halloween party. Apologies for our giant boobs knocking both plates and people to the ground throughout the evening. It was Don's fault - he doesn't know how to handle his boob.
Thank you Mom Jones, Karin, my Conyers, Lisa and all the other warrior women who remind us what strength and beauty really mean. Love the ta-tas!