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Sadly, This Is All That Is Left



Friends, fellow-bikers, and former co-worker Jen McCutcheon of McCutcheon & Family was nice enough to send me a cool care package last week. Cookies, a sketchpad/notebook with sentimental value and Halloween Kisses. If you haven't had any of these look for them. The first year they made them Jen found some and then they were gone before we could buy any. Last year a few more found them because I would swipe one or two from the Retail Merchandising department treat jar. Then I got this from Jen and I looked all over for them this week down here. Couldn't find a single one.
I saved two. I'm hoarding them.

As you can see Jen, it is all gone. But good. Thanks so much.

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  1. Awww...glad you enjoyed it :). Those Kisses are only out at Halloween, and we actually saw them a few places this year. Guess I should have sent more LOL. They are awesome!

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