Might as well get some feathers and tar them in my butt. Yet again, I said we'd go try and meet a famous Canadian decorator in our backyard. We got there too early and the store started to fill up. I got antsy and had to leave. We purchased our low watt CFC light bulbs and we went on to our next adventure. I hate myself for not withstanding being around a bunch of pushy people. I'll never approach Ms. Travis. I'll never ask her a question. I'll never shake her hand, nor pay her a compliment. Because I AM A CHICKEN. Here they are:



signed, the willow
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