I cannot lift a finger to iron this stuff....and a miracle just occurred. My GoodMan Jim just called from a posh nightclub/restaurant downtown ATL to ask what I wanted him to bring home for dinner. "Whatever" was never more truly uttered. I can't lift a spoon to feed myself. The cotton scarves came out particularly nice.
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Still hard at work I see. Enjoying the trials and tribulations. How is the part-time job working out. Give all a big hug and hello.
Very beautiful work. Jen
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