S. wanted to know what a facial was. Her version totally cracks me up! "Like a massage?! On your face?!"
It feels much more relaxing than what she imagines.
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But now, O Lord, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand. Isaiah. 64:8
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