I wish I could fit this at CBAB, but I can’t. It’s too big. Remember the mouseover at the end. I’d give it to you here, but that would be a spoiler. Definitely.
Click here. Now.
It only took a week to get the towel art bar hung in the kitchen. Yes. Lee Valley had the right tool. No. No one else did. Right, Mr. G, honey? Yeah. Thought so.
Oh, and it’s only a matter of time. I can feel it.
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Manolo Blahnik it ain’t, baby.
Raise your Guinness glass to Friday.
Stomping around in your fancy boots digging my car out from the mound of snow Mother Nature dumped on her last night. Fire up the kettle and a steamy story, it’s cold outside.
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LOLz. Did I call that right, or what? I brought the tread up from the basement yesterday. I had a feeling.
Please blink me to tea. I have to go to a choral concert this afternoon. š
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Yikes! It’s snowing all over your blog. Here. Drink this. It will warm you all the way to your toes.
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