One of my sexy black boots broke! Not just a little break, but a full-on snap off that cannot be repaired (not even with hot glue ~ a teacher’s BFF). Oh, woe is me!
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I found out on August 23, 2009 that my husband was having an affair. I felt as though a bomb had exploded, leaving shards of my life strewn in every direction. I was dumbstruck, angry, and broken hearted. Since that time I have dusted off the ash of the life that I knew and began to forge ahead on a new journey. Join me as I experience my new existence - nearly 30, nearly divorced, and nearly okay.
Oh no, not the boots?
ReplyDeleteDid you kick someone in the @$$ or what?
Well, I guess you'll just have to go shopping!
SJ
I like the way you think, SJ! Perhaps its getting to be time for another girls weekend?
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