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you crafty devil, you. looks like you done gone and made yourself into a graphic designer. jesse a photographer, you a designer. not sure what that makes me...
you're the artistic director! as per your office title!
the bro
(yeah funny you mention it tammy, that must be where I got the idea from...i remember those comics really well. always ended in a cookie jar or tracking lots of mud into the house).
In early September, we thought mom (Diane to most of you) may have had gallstones. Turned out to be ovarian cancer instead.
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4 comments:
you crafty devil, you. looks like you done gone and made yourself into a graphic designer. jesse a photographer, you a designer. not sure what that makes me...
ya sis
I do love the family circle style path of your commute :D
Love it, Nany!
Mom
you're the artistic director! as per your office title!
the bro
(yeah funny you mention it tammy, that must be where I got the idea from...i remember those comics really well. always ended in a cookie jar or tracking lots of mud into the house).
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