Ah, welcome back to my Pampered Chef party. Things are just going swimmingly. Have a seat, mind the dinosaurs. I'd offer you a homemade cupcake, but my kids ate them all yesterday. Blert. I suck at this. For one thing, I kind of hate trying to hit up my friends, neighbors, family, and random internet strangers to buy whatever stuff I'm trying to sell, even when it's my kid's fundraisers, even my kid's kick-a-thon to raise money for hurricane victims (I just gave his Sensai a $20).
Even if you may not currently need a new ice cream scoop or silicon trivet, think about Christmas ... it's coming up you know and you can save oodles of time by buying my amazing Pamper Chef wares. Or would you rather scamper about the mall, full of mannerless, flu carrying patrons and PICK POCKETS.
Would you rather get the flu, be pick pocketed OR buy Pampered Chef?
I thought so, now go fetch your credit card. There's a good Blog Reader.
*** I promise I'll post something better than this. Eventually. Soon.
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Good luck with your party. It's probably helpful if your customers don't have best friends who sold Pampered Chef and got them stocked up forever on stoneware, pizza cutters (the absolute best!), strawberry hulling thingamajiggys, apple peeler/corer/slicers (also a super, great, terrific, must have thingamajiggy), and most anything else useful a kitchen could contain. I'd love to buy something for your party but my husband has threatened to begin removing my existing kitchen tools in equal numbers to whatever I purchase. I'm very afraid. I love my thingamajiggies. It's just not worth the risk. Plus, I like it when my drawers and cupboards close.
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