I borrowed a Cricut from a friend of mine last night. You know, those machines that cut out letters and shapes from paper. I've always wanted one....but I'm pretty sure that now I need one. Chris was chuckling at me the whole time I was using it because I'm pretty sure I was dancing with anticipation while it was cutting out my letters. I don't know how many blisters I have gotten from painstakingly cutting out letters or shapes. I have a thing for pretty paper and making pretty things with it. Some people get chocolates on Valentine's Day, I get paper. In fact, I told Chris that as I was leaving her house she told me that there was some scrap paper in the box, and he just laughed and said, "she obviously doesn't know about your paper addiction collection does she?" Seems only fitting that someone who loves paper so much should have a machine to cut it too, right? If I didn't have kids that needed me I would probably spend the entire next week day just cutting things out with the Cricut. Then I would have had to buy her a new blade and sticky mat though, so it's a good thing I have two adorable boys who need my attention. I do love those little boys. Even more than I love paper.
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