Saturday, January 1, 2011

i have a confession to make...

     I steal my husband's socks. Like all the time.  I'll wear my cute fluffy socks with my boots, but they come off as soon as I get home.  We have the coldest floors known to man, and I can not walk across them without getting chills.  And all this is coming from one who was known from a very young age onwards to always, always have hot feet.  But not on our new floors, no sir. So I steal my husbands socks because although my socks are pink and fuzzy, they are not nearly as rugged as what my feet demand to cross the icy tundras of our room.*

*I also tend to exaggerate a wee little bit, I do hope you can tell.  I'm not quite that melodramatic ;)

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