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for your snail mail [a big sale]

okay, so i'm know i'm not alone when i say that i love getting happy mail. whether it's a simple hand-written note, a little goodie, or even a christmas card, i LOVE opening anything that isn't bills. amen?

so i put a bunch of notecards in the zazzle store. they're really inexpensive [and on super sale today] so why don't you grab one of each! i love having them on hand for whenever i feel inspired to jot a little note and send it along to a friend [which really needs to happen a lot more often]. anyway, check them out:



buy here:
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buy here:
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[click here for more notecards]

all cards are 75% off today! that includes christmas cards that i showed you here



oh, and iPhone cases are 40% off today, just thought i'd throw that out there :)
these are the newest designs, but of course all the oldies are still available:
buy here:
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[if you need one of these for iPhone5, let me know ASAP and i'll get it in the store]

the code for all these discounts is "MAGICALSALES". have fun!





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