Friday, October 27, 2006
Sissy and I went to our rubber pusher's house last night. As you can see, we made Christmas cards. What you can't see is the glitter on the mailbox card. I'm not sure you can tell, either that we actually got to punch out the baby Jesus. I mean how many times can you say that?! Or, when the only open seat was at the embossing station, Sissy got told to "go do Jesus." We have really dirty minds so we got a lot of mileage out of that. Oh, we're going straight to hell.