Christmas morning arrives and my fiance tells me that my gift in is the car and explains that I'll know why when he comes back into the house with it. Moments later (after having instructed me to keep my eyes closed) he asks me to open them. I see him standing in front of me with a huge tray of type. Between my shrieks and tears of joy and the strain of carrying 50 pounds of lead type, my fiance stood there with a handsome grin and relished in the gift of giving.I wasn't completely prepared even though it was on my wish list. I suppose it's because I've been having a hard time getting fonts on eBay or just passing them up because they're so darn expensive. It was almost unbelievable that a complete set was right before me and one that I can now call my own.
2 comments:
I feel your joy! :) Fantastic present, (he IS good, isn't he?).
the Best! :)
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