It’s funny that I’ve been blog-sent for about a month now. I haven’t had anything interesting to write about. As a matter of fact, I started a draft last week called “If you don’t have anything nice to say…” about how I didn’t want to bitch and moan in a blog post so I was keeping it buttoned for a hot sec. LOL. I now find it supremely ironic. After last weekend, I have plenty of not nice things to say and I’m not holding them back. I think I’m a bit justified though! I hope all my posts for the rest of the month are shiny and sparkly!
Boom! Pow! Hashtag Blessed.
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