On Friday we went to see a friend's band play, it was fun, great band. And the hand stamp they gave us was almost bigger than my hand. I remember being single and more frequently doing things on the weekend that required a hand stamp. Although they were ugly and probably contribute to the ink poisoning I'm already going to get, but it also made me feel like I had a productive weekend. I went out and did something fun, that's why I had a big faded blot on my hand.
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I always liked the faded spot. That and the wristband!
I always feel so proud when I have the faded stamp Sunday AM at church. It takes me back.
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