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I like being a ketubah artist, I really do. I get kicks out of working with couples who are in the sweet fluffy stage. They get so excited, it's lovely.

But this morning I was working with blue paint and I accidentally rinsed my brush in my tea, and the tea went blue and tasted funny, which was a waste of a good cup of tea. I didn't drink the paint water today, though, sometimes I swig it because I've mistaken it for my tea, spesh if I'm working with brown.