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Pay It Forward...

Woo Hoo!!! I love this. I think the idea of paying it forward is awesome!! I seriously think that especially in this day and age, receiving a little unexpected treat in the mail is beyond... well, you know what I'm saying here! Anyway, if you are like me and love to give as much, maybe more than receiving, this is for you:



And here's how it works:



The first 3 people who leave a comment on this post saying you want to play will receive a handmade item from me sometime in the next 3 months. Just one day, out of the blue, at no cost to you, a special something will arrive in your mailbox. The turnabout is that you must choose to participate in this round robin of giving by giving yourself and posting the "Pay It Forward Challenge" on your blog. How fun is this?!


Just leave a comment and I will get in touch with you to get your name and address.


Have fun! :)


Trish

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  1. I love paying it forward!! Sign me up!

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  2. Hey Trish, I was just stopping by to say thank you for your sweet comment on my blog- it honestly meant so much to me! Thank you!!!

    And it looks like I've visited on a mighty good day- I'm going to sign up for the Pay It Forward!!! I think they're so much fun and I LOVE the way this one is set up- how fun!!! I love getting surprise things in the mail! And I love mailing surprise things! :)

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