Shutup, Mom!

So, my left boob was killing me the other day because of a clogged milk duct. I took hot showers and did the massage thing that dumb old Nurse Jan told me to do and now I feel really good. Almost like I have a new boob.
Well, in order to have the time to do the proper massaging in the shower I had my mom come over to sit with the baby. She lives with my Mimi so my mom told her where she was going. At least that' s ALL I thought she told her.
Today I went to my mom's for a little visit. My Mimi came upstairs and said hi and loved on Brady and then she looked at me and said, "How's your boob?"
HUH?! I was speechless, but I managed to mumble out an "alright" and quickly change the subject.
My mom has a BIG. FAT. MOUTH!
Yes, I may blog about my boob troubles, but I don't need my grandma asking about my boobs. Geez!