M-m-m-m-my machete
My my my machete! Ok sorry, I had My Sharona in my head, basically I live life like I'm in a musical most days. Here's hoping my kids turn out semi normal. But I should sing a love song about my shoe horn or as I lovingly call it my machete. It has gotten me through some tough times and gotten my foot into some tough shoes. This past week was a rough one, my closet had become a jungle and I was almost about to use my shoe horn to navigate through it all, when my ever so loving and practical husband decided it was time to say goodbye to items we have held onto and will never wear. Sadly it's for the opposite reasons. See my husband has lost 50 pounds in the past couple of years, every old clothing item he tried on he was swimming in. While I am extremely proud of him (serious hard work of P90X, no sugar & no grains, running etc) I am slightly jealous. Yes! I found out you can be jealous of a member of the opposite sex, including...