i'm married to a man of the cloth. you would imagine me well coiffed and manicured, wise and shrewd, great with kids and smooth with adults, that i cook like nigella and garden like jamie, and prance and pirouette like everyday's summer with a halo over my head and a harp in my hands. but yeah, i am *nothing* like that, and will not be. cheers to my crazy, rebellious and stubborn self. :)
3 sheep thrown:
your foodie blog next...
oh yeah horrr. good idea!
you likened me to a bra.
how apt.
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