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Don't Call it A Comeback

Call it ANOTHER comeback.

Anywho loves, I'll be back, okay? Look for me after the new year. It's cold and lonely out there without you guys. 

New dolls! New houses! Improved homes! A new camera! And after the new year, more sales, more trades! 

But seriously, I have really missed our community. And let's face it, I love to write much more than I can fit in a status.

Yeah I don't have any new pics with me so here's one of the once and future doll lover (me) with the twinkle of the evil that would later come. (I'm not really evil, I just play evil on Facebook)



smooches dudes!
Dani

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  1. Hello from Spain: welcome back. This picture is very cute. Keep in touch

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  2. Hello again..I'll look for you in the new year. Aww what cute dolls :O)

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  3. Your girls definitely get it (beauty) from their mom.:) Can't wait to see you posting again...AND your new goodies.

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  4. Welcome back! That's a very cute photo.

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  5. Yay! Welcome back Dani! Looking forward to your stories.

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  6. Blogger it's not the same without you :-( Anyway is always a pleasure to read your status on Facebook

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  7. Yay! We anxiously await your return. What an adorable picture of you.

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