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| I've been stealing copies of National Geographic from dental offices all around the Tri-State area. They're old, but a tit's a tit, am I right? | |
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| I still don't have a theme. The blank pages mock me and I have brought shame upon my family. I fight the urge to eat a dozen Krispy Kremes. | |
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| My project came to halt after I interviewed altar boys from the past 10 years. I don't know whether to go to the craft store or the police station. | |
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| I crocheted the final butterfly for my cover. Now I can start on the dragonflies! I have the perfect colors of embroidery thread ready to go. | |
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What happens at "Let's Scrapbook", stays at "Let's Scrapbook".
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| Kitty and I found a magnificient button from Mother's button jar for the focal point of page 43 of "My Mother Made Me Happy, and Your's Can, Too". | |
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| My scrapbook, "Grandchildren, Not a Gift From God", is back on track. I re-created the pages my daughter found last week. Hey, where's Elvis? | |
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