Jen and I dream of one day owning a paper-folder. If that day ever comes, we will weep (and probably embrace) for joy – casting our folding-spoons out forever. Forever. But until that day comes, we will fold our cards by hand. We are looking for qualified (have hands) people(s) to assist in the folding. Payment would be in pounds of ground beef and (also) (not ground-up) kittens.
Our folding party (I’m still recovering) last night went pretty well. We folded a lot of this card:
Millie the dog came to the party but had very little to contribute. She was actually really useless.