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April 19, 2009

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Ingrid

LOL! Remember how horrified I was when I saw one of your unfinished mosaics and there was blood all over it?! Ewwww! That's what the grout is mean to cover...

Leslie

Jeez, you're right - somehow I managed to forget about blood from my hands smeared all over everything! When Theresa reads this she's going to wonder how much DNA is under the grout in her mirror.

Stephanie

Even though you think it's simpler than that - I think this was poetic in some way. And I completely agree with Ingrid.

Sad to learn that you were neglected in your marriage though. On the positive side, you did have something beautiful to show for it (all your mosaics!!) :)

Have a good one Leslie :) Hope your toe feels better soon.

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