So, my boyfriend's brother is getting married in Italy in May I think. Right now I am more focused on how to knock Will's socks off with my stunning beauty and my 12 year old girl figure than getting a passport to actually enter the Country of pasta. So I know that the Bluefly.com menu of dresses is always changing and none of these dresses that I have narrowed it down to will be left or I will have consumed so much Pizza in the meantime that I will not be able to fit into the dress. But, until then I must decide which dress will make me more hot-to-trot than the other. Oh, shopping is so draining.
Home again Home again . . .
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On Saturday we made the 2 hour drive through the hills of Rawanda from
Ruhnegeri to the capital city of Rawanda. We left our stuff in a friend’s
hotel room...
15 years ago
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