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| ::insert high-pitched-shrieks-of-covetous-joy-here:: |
(although when I poured it into my cup and it turned out to be pink, the 8-yo nearly lost her damn mind again.)
12.14.2014
The Eight-Year-Old's Delight
I went to an afternoon tea today, and it was so lovely. My inner-eight-year-old almost swooned at the sheer delicate-pink-sparkly-elegant-tinyness of it all.
My outer 33-year-old was just glad that they were able to provide me with a good herbal.
(although when I poured it into my cup and it turned out to be pink, the 8-yo nearly lost her damn mind again.)
(although when I poured it into my cup and it turned out to be pink, the 8-yo nearly lost her damn mind again.)
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If my morning tea ever poured out pink I'd think someone was trying to poison me. ;-)
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