So this is why they didn't name me Grace....
I think I broke two of my toes, y'all. In my mad rush to get myself, five grocery bags, the mail, and my precious caramel iced latte into my house, I took what can only be described as an epic, wicked digger on my front steps.
( Cut for melodrama, gross descriptions, and a picture of my injured foot. You've been warned. I mean it. )
( Cut for melodrama, gross descriptions, and a picture of my injured foot. You've been warned. I mean it. )
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