Whatever happens to strike my fancy, but surely some sort of fiber content.
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0 Comments:Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom] Sunday, December 12, 2004 I didn’t get a lick in on TheWeddingDress. Instead Stupidville sent an secret agentman to my car and left the lights on during the wedding shower (which was great fun). I stayed late to clean up while BH took her girls to be in the Christmas parade in town and didn’t find out my battery was dead till everyone was gone. BD was darling, of course, and came to jump start me but by the time I got home from a brief shopping excursion in town, on a Saturday 2 weeks before Christmas, high on party food made of sugar, I was in no shape to put scissors to silk. I’m off to work on TheWeddingDress now and will come back later with a real report. Or will do so tomorrow. Ta. posted by Bess | 8:38 AM |
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