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December 11, 2007



Oh, so sorry to hear of the illness. I'll put the tea kettle on for you. Hope you feel better right quick!


Let me guess. You can only work with yarn when Ginger is asleep, and the bottom of your tree is totally bare. I've got one of those! I do hope you're feeling better soon. It's not a good time of year to be sick (not that any time is a good time.)


Ack! Feel better. I can't wait to see the blanket........hurry, hurry!!!


I'm sorry for laughing so hard at your trials. Not the sickness of course. I would never laugh at anyone with a fever and an intimate knowledge of Kleenex. I do get a chuckle at the lengths that you have to go through to have your weaving unmolested by a certain cat. Big ol' belly laughs at the photos of your loom wrapped in so much plastic wrap that it looks like a Christo installation. You poor weaver, (snicker, snicker)

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