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June 25, 2007



I never said that you were left on the doorstep. We at least look somewhat alike and can pass for sisters. The Other Sister always looked "exotic," which for a nine-year-old means Arabian, which equates to an Arabian princess . . . which would get her out of Nebraska! Enjoy the rest of the week . . . I'll probably call you tomorrow before I leave!


Woo hoo on the Monkeys! This colorway is fantastic. Mind if I link?


A thought before I leave . . . who love ya baby? Go to cakedreams.us and click on the sculpted cakes!


loving the monkey's without all those silly purl stitches...i;'ve been contemplating that adaptation and am happy to see it works. thanks for the unintended encouragement!

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