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My mom tries to untie the ribbons and saves the paper. I cut the ribbon and tear the packages apart. If nothing else, I am my mother's daughter.
I know I've said it before (and before and before) but I'm a capitalist and it is that holiday season so go out and buy stuff, preferably my stuff, on Etsy.
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Hmm, I'm not quite sure what to say, but I really love the drawings.
Posted by: Casey | November 27, 2007 at 09:39 AM
I think what you said is just fine and thanks for saying it.
Posted by: janey | November 28, 2007 at 06:35 PM