Just two days prior we were in shorts and t-shirts, playing tennis on the driveway.
I’m in denial. I swiftly made an appointment for a pedicure and refuse to go back to boots.
I thought I’d also share with y’all that World Market currently has these darling little lambs for sale, for those who are more Team Lamb than Team Bunny come Easter time. My grandmother nearly choked on her cell phone, yesterday, when I confessed that I don’t plan on doing baskets for the kids. This ought to pacify her/them.
Husband sold his burly old Montana rig. He was going round and round on the price, until the buyer threw in an air-soft rifle to sweeten the deal. Like any good Montanan, Husband declared, “Sold!”
The girls enthusiastically participated in Crazy Hair Night at Awanas, each meticulously planning out their looks.