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When I Grow Up…

I want a pair of these.

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When I grow up

I want to have a tiffany blue room. One room, painted completely light teal-ish.

Preferably it will be my craft studio. Because I want one of those too.

And a pony. Okay. No pony. Taking care of the pony would take away from precious crafting time.

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When I grow up…

… I want to have a sweet pumpkin patch. And by sweet, I mean totally cool. And also sweet as in the kind of pumpkins you make pie with. Although I don’t know a whole lot about pumpkin varieties, so maybe I could really make pie out of any type of pumpkin. But I can tell you about the variety of pumpkin below:

They are sweet pumpkins destined for a risotto and quite possibly a loaf of quick bread. Let’s see how far they get me.

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When I grow up…

… I want to be excited about my job more often than not.

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When I grow up…

… I want to have a studio and time to use it.

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When I grow up…

…I want to be in a band called “The Sarcastic Undertones”.

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