My one hundred dollar boots, yes that's $100 people, actually they were probably a wee bit dearer than that, have lovely little chewy bite marks along the tongue where the zipper is. All courtesy of chew boy. ARRRRRGGGHHHHH!!!! He's like a kid, he really is, when he's quiet you have to go looking because he'll be up to something. So I ask why aren't Mike's stinky old workboots sitting by the fireplace up for chewing, HUH? Why my beautiful black soft leather ankle boots? ~~sob~~
I have been lucky enough to play with some pictures from my bestie of her darling children. Is there anything more contagious to see than pictures of giggling children? I dare you to tell me you're not smiling just looking at these bright faces. I can almost hear them giggling from here.
Using Sharon's new
Serenity kit, I guess these photos are anything but serene, but I sure did like the colours in the kit.
Credits
here.
5 comments:
Yes! One of my favorite sounds.
Oh you make me want to cry! I'd be devastated!!!
(We've had cats decide B's $120 Colorado boots made good scratching posts; so we do empathise!!!).
Hope you're doing well hon xoxo
oh no! not you lovely boots! Bad Lucky LOL beautiful page Carol - your besties kids are real cuties!
Precisely because they are beautiful soft leather!
I smiled with the boots story and laughed with the children. Ah such is life
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