Actually I do, and I will probably tell you about it when the shock has worn off and the grieving process is well under way.
But for now, all I can ask is, “why?”
My favorite wine glass.
May you rest in pieces.
Katie
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Comments
SO sad! :(
ha… broke this on the phone while talking to me! you can blame me if you want. ;D
**you
It’s all. your. fault.
Nah… I’ll blame it on trying to get my garden drunk! But that’s for another post. ;)
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