In my house I am very popular. It's flattering to be so popular but it's a fairly localized phenomenon. I never experienced popularity until I started having children, and I am currently on a streak as the most popular person in our home. That could change at any time, so I take each day for what it is. Sometimes being the preferred person for hugs or help with homework and violin practice is a burden, but most of the time I revel in it. Even the dog will come flop by me if given a choice. I am the one everyone at this address wants to be with.
And I'm pretty sure I owe it all to my boobs.