That is a phrase that dreams are made of.
All day yesterday I played the "Come out, come out where ever you are Mr. UPS man!"
And when he did, it was like Christmas in August for Momma.
They came! My new boots. Oh My Word, they are just divine. Like butter on my feet.
And my new bag, one word. PERFECTION.
Ok now if the temp would drop about 30 degrees, so I can wear them other then when cooking!
Because I may or may not have worn them with my gym shorts and tank last night, when making din din.
Did you enter my current giveaway? Super cute!