Well, we are finally in Florida after a 14.5 hour drive. The weather is absolutely beautiful...about 85 with a great ocean breeze. However, last night, my car was broken into. We had taken everything out, except Michael forgot to get my Kate Spade bag with my camera, mp3 player, and all of the phone chargers out. Yep, its all completely gone. I'm so sick about it I'm just ready to go home. All I want to do is sit and cry and be depressed for myself. This is the second time since Michael and I have been married that something of ours has been broken into. When we first moved into the house someone broke into the garage and stole his golf clubs and the weed eater and some other stuff. It took me weeks to get over that feeling of being violated. Now, all I can think about is "Why us and is my house even safe now that I'm gone."
Anyways, I did manage to finish a book already before all this happened so I'll have the review up here soon.
Review: The Daughters of Ireland
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