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My sister and I were walking into mass yesterday and she was like, “ARGH!!” And I turned around like, “What’s wrong, Ceebs?” And she motioned at her pant-leg and said, “How did this get salt on it already??” There, on her black pants, about calf-high, was the mark of the bottom of a boot…the outlineContinueContinue reading “We’re all covered in salt”