and then there were THESE.....


This is what you get when you have the bestest husband, bestest friends in the whole world, and turn 30!!!!
More to come tomorrow, but just had to post the picture ;-)

Comments

Carrie said…
Those boot are worth a surprise!
December 9, 2007 at 8:02 PM
Kate said…
oh my gosh! Love them.

I love my cowgirl boots but they sure aren't as sweet as those.
December 9, 2007 at 8:15 PM
Spokane Al said…
I think I see the source of your IT Band leg problems.
December 9, 2007 at 8:39 PM
Anonymous said…
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December 10, 2007 at 7:38 AM
Supalinds said…
Oh I so love those!!
December 10, 2007 at 1:08 PM
greyhound said…
OK, no human being can possibly walk or ride a horse in those.

I've heard of FMPs, but are those FMBs? Never heard of those before. :)
December 10, 2007 at 1:44 PM
Di said…
ohhhh boot envy.....
December 11, 2007 at 2:45 AM
My Life said…
Those are the most insanely awesome boots! You are so lucky! Happy late 30th!!
January 4, 2008 at 4:24 PM
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