I kept my promise. Big things stress me out. Little things make me crazy with stress. Naps help. But I don’t want to talk about it. I want to talk about crafts and Costco. My two parts have nothing in common except that they both begin with a “c”. So, part one: crafts. I have recently rekindled my love of crafts. I used to love crafts a lot when I was little, but then I just stopped. Now I want to start again. Then I had this brilliant idea while I was trolling the internet for craft ideas. What if I could make crafts for charity? That would solve my number one craft making problem: where to put all of my crafts once I’m finished with them? Now I can just give them away to people who need them. I’m going to sew teddy bears for kids in the hospital and make cloth bags to, you know, save the earth and stuff. Then I’m going to make presents for my friends. It’s exciting. Now on to part two: Costco. So, I was at Costco a few days ago and I thought how sad and lonely would it be if you shopped at Costco for just yourself? What would you buy? Who needs all that butter and multiple loaves of fiber bread? This is what keeps me awake at night.
The first soup was made from hippopotamus and dates back to 6000 B.C.
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