even my toes can’t contain my giddy. santa fe was santa-fabulous! despite my baggage hiccup, my weekend was without flaws. there t’was ne’er a prettier bride, nor a more dapper groom. 14 of us jubilated atop a of hill of hydrangea, as the sun set,...
i watched from the oversold, airplane window as your tarmac jokers decided to indiscriminately not load my bag {and several others} onto the plane. then your counter agent, with the sensitivity of an elbow to the jaw, insinuated somehow i brought this upon my self....
