Serial Bargain Hunting

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfdD-d82e33P3c_IuHe5WlFS3AN686L5b8lJp4u4YoE1er4dmqZCX87scqwuxOWvScbLINfrzKl-IsW6h908DtioT_sFGpxi-AEB1M4wdoB1kQ93ZFFfJTjiLXa6JB9ILO-s15Gw532FQ/s1600/28185898.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfdD-d82e33P3c_IuHe5WlFS3AN686L5b8lJp4u4YoE1er4dmqZCX87scqwuxOWvScbLINfrzKl-IsW6h908DtioT_sFGpxi-AEB1M4wdoB1kQ93ZFFfJTjiLXa6JB9ILO-s15Gw532FQ/s640/28185898.JPG" width="578" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Serial Bargain Hunting... definitely an Addictive Behavior isn't it?  *LOL*  And I Confess I'm one of the Afflicted and a Poster Child for this Urge to Hunt for Bargains and specifically Found Treasures.  *Winks*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjviWPyye4duJyxT4DzlT7oxbMMC5bJq7OpzMAURtp0kdD6Ngg5G-XpQ1A7lV9_sWgSm5paDb4BB9oRsZw5Vj2PFdBbiqqBVqwOS8cdJE2iCyVehn8-MVf2fbhouoXNEKT_q50HAdGQqsg/s1600/28185906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="508" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjviWPyye4duJyxT4DzlT7oxbMMC5bJq7OpzMAURtp0kdD6Ngg5G-XpQ1A7lV9_sWgSm5paDb4BB9oRsZw5Vj2PFdBbiqqBVqwOS8cdJE2iCyVehn8-MVf2fbhouoXNEKT_q50HAdGQqsg/s640/28185906.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>My Serial Bargain Hunting is as Eclectic as my Blog and my Posts... so many things Interest me or I find to be Inspiring and Beautiful that the range of my Collections is vast and totally unpredicatable.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWxgRlvKIPk81SrovUNGlHRyhDwrNf67TxfGInkxzeVhRH2Iefdr9vF4Ta0Nu-VD-6lCEe12qY_4TPFWSmOw8EpU6CqfqPhiyGz6YS1cCUOgi486HeLE3p7yW2gYrG2FYNSXkL3aLVsnc/s1600/28185905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWxgRlvKIPk81SrovUNGlHRyhDwrNf67TxfGInkxzeVhRH2Iefdr9vF4Ta0Nu-VD-6lCEe12qY_4TPFWSmOw8EpU6CqfqPhiyGz6YS1cCUOgi486HeLE3p7yW2gYrG2FYNSXkL3aLVsnc/s640/28185905.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I recently 'Scored' someone else's entire Vintage Marble Collection at a Thrift Store... like mini Works of Art each is as varied as everything else I Create Collections of. </em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWtwTrqPREHkDGYwV4NoNUR1z05eCuavai7p3OSIiwrakkxv10-IWKGAvebgB2lA4saVTzQ_aMDhnIOFWn4VKGXq_MUpcZ3zBM0fqcNljYS5HAgDZEuUyqV-962LOb3LZEfXl8WMVbe4s/s1600/28185864.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWtwTrqPREHkDGYwV4NoNUR1z05eCuavai7p3OSIiwrakkxv10-IWKGAvebgB2lA4saVTzQ_aMDhnIOFWn4VKGXq_MUpcZ3zBM0fqcNljYS5HAgDZEuUyqV-962LOb3LZEfXl8WMVbe4s/s640/28185864.JPG" width="550" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And it doesn't have to be a Collection per se... but perhaps a particular genre that speaks to my Soul... like Exotic Persian Rugs.  So I was Jazzed to also Pick a tiny Silk Mini Persian Style Rug Mouse Pad, how Cute!  Now if only Princess T doesn't Desire it in her Dollhouse... *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiDMAHwiTO4jhwBA7yVwFwQItRvjMPAYhN3vxlyJ_icWbX7BBnUuCsBw9NuWGLZkZozl8WgcflxVZkL6KhTe30nUXbuK-JxOPvfRUJmzDU5jCQHpaxHa7eH6_hYULjRtmG9Ka4g4imF_g/s1600/28185863.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="568" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiDMAHwiTO4jhwBA7yVwFwQItRvjMPAYhN3vxlyJ_icWbX7BBnUuCsBw9NuWGLZkZozl8WgcflxVZkL6KhTe30nUXbuK-JxOPvfRUJmzDU5jCQHpaxHa7eH6_hYULjRtmG9Ka4g4imF_g/s640/28185863.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And being a Serial Bargain Hunter means that even if something has just come out, I want to get it at a Bargain if at all possible... especially Books and other Publications since I'm an Avid Collector of both.  I usually pre-order from the Bookstores at a Discount and they throw in the Postage for Free and Deliver it right to the house when the Book or Publication finally is Released.  So recently Rachel Ashwell's new Book Arrived... and like all her others every Page holds Inspiration, Beauty and Impeccible Styling.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmZIZivoF9W2SmT_rGUxjCBT4IyNggQUOXMOjomLvb4F7r5rszrTJygx8PoI5FbVZI3cZ01zH1Qf5KEgtaZfwuQE5uBg4c9TLj0faxFpKF3Un_qDHYdC3QbUJXoHg4Mobg7pjT9YtR2xU/s1600/28185866.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmZIZivoF9W2SmT_rGUxjCBT4IyNggQUOXMOjomLvb4F7r5rszrTJygx8PoI5FbVZI3cZ01zH1Qf5KEgtaZfwuQE5uBg4c9TLj0faxFpKF3Un_qDHYdC3QbUJXoHg4Mobg7pjT9YtR2xU/s640/28185866.JPG" width="524" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Some things don't start out as Collections, they just Evolve that way as we seem to come across them frequently all of a sudden and Wallah, a Collection is Born!  Our Art Dolls are a Prime Example of this Evolution of a Collection of Serendipity.   We have them all over the house and the G-Kid Force Love to Pose them and I have to Smile every time I pass by and see them in a new Pose for the day.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFfQjzOQYjQ42hnRWJ4VmY6YKK6F_vdAOQYyw_DR_2u-ikCaPrHfyPw78C8io1Rtvy3-qDM5xrMRgl6L7g3O5BMNt1c8ZacgE6JjYFNR0FfV74yLIHuLSQgsg-CHBAgPx5njq6uP5p_qI/s1600/28185847.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="530" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFfQjzOQYjQ42hnRWJ4VmY6YKK6F_vdAOQYyw_DR_2u-ikCaPrHfyPw78C8io1Rtvy3-qDM5xrMRgl6L7g3O5BMNt1c8ZacgE6JjYFNR0FfV74yLIHuLSQgsg-CHBAgPx5njq6uP5p_qI/s640/28185847.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>That's not all the Kiddos do that are Delightful little Surprises and make me Smile.  They like to leave me Messages and Artwork around the house too to Discover and bring a Smile to my face, which is so Sweet and Touches my Heart.   Today I woke up to find this Message and Artwork from Princess T posted on the Back Kitchen Fridge.  She'd found some of my Magnetic Words and since she's learning to Write, her Messages Tickle me with their Second Grade Grammar.  So, I'm a totally Crazy and Fun Being in her Eyes... and she seals it with her Heart and a Kiss... I almost Cried, I take it as a Sincere Heartfelt Compliment made with Love.   And who else would be so out of the Box in her Creativity as to have a Pink Owl... she never sees things as they are, but thru the Filter of her Fertile Imagination and I Love that about her.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5n33JB74iiDpRNfZCxOMoAr509-8WXDZJONaM2rDkbowGyu76QAdpIJd6bzn58jh5XkKaF5y0RlKx8cXimbParAzSPDq4qxwWfYvP6BFZ4-8vKeF8T7QOLEfyfO0cMI8-hULvro0PLQk/s1600/28185872.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5n33JB74iiDpRNfZCxOMoAr509-8WXDZJONaM2rDkbowGyu76QAdpIJd6bzn58jh5XkKaF5y0RlKx8cXimbParAzSPDq4qxwWfYvP6BFZ4-8vKeF8T7QOLEfyfO0cMI8-hULvro0PLQk/s640/28185872.JPG" width="512" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>She often also makes me Funky Fun Jewelry from Boho Beads she's Picked when we go Pickin' together.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv_sP-aYhw5ckS-HFdAeqgQMaHnx0Qi4UTe9X2hHHbVGCY3p_I-1TwznABXW2l1CBMAmHDmU7h2UwjtrlO5kRFXTJUW57Sc1GQTCslQdcSIxn8RR62r4fQqQa9H3KGqBBL5yat5ErbTsQ/s1600/28185854.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv_sP-aYhw5ckS-HFdAeqgQMaHnx0Qi4UTe9X2hHHbVGCY3p_I-1TwznABXW2l1CBMAmHDmU7h2UwjtrlO5kRFXTJUW57Sc1GQTCslQdcSIxn8RR62r4fQqQa9H3KGqBBL5yat5ErbTsQ/s640/28185854.JPG" width="562" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And then there are the Found Treasures that ALWAYS Appeal to a Serial Bargain Hunter if they're your 'Thing'... and I must say that Antique Frames are certainly one of mine!  I can never pass one up if it's a Bargain... and the Imperfections of Age are Perfectly Imperfect to me.  My Friend Hugh recently brought in a slew of Fabulous Antique Frames at ridiculous Bargain Prices, since to him 'Condition' is everything, so the damaged ones hold no Appeal.  Well... as they say, one person's Trash is another person's Treasure, right?!?  I got not just One...</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRM3jJZGTFkW9MY1lcy3uAzwkri-0qrV8C0HBpx4Bcy-oZ-tAm9mukzW15mJ6RQzZMvesVjGjche618YBiSREjwyB8-LTSW9fySxgBgY2U_8DbCmK3tsZ124PP4dDpU_n808IvSks4A_I/s1600/28185852.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRM3jJZGTFkW9MY1lcy3uAzwkri-0qrV8C0HBpx4Bcy-oZ-tAm9mukzW15mJ6RQzZMvesVjGjche618YBiSREjwyB8-LTSW9fySxgBgY2U_8DbCmK3tsZ124PP4dDpU_n808IvSks4A_I/s640/28185852.JPG" width="580" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Not just Two...</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwBASHx8NLe4VLIaCNFUloUfg6a_URmQI9Edv-Iur9U21_Y_M3pj673Jz7xjemlSpJHKblaQgVZB3yv9w14Bn2oZVeTY33gqgUZkmBllmj0oljwQAYWancYxlids3toSyu9tx4PGCts8A/s1600/28185856.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwBASHx8NLe4VLIaCNFUloUfg6a_URmQI9Edv-Iur9U21_Y_M3pj673Jz7xjemlSpJHKblaQgVZB3yv9w14Bn2oZVeTY33gqgUZkmBllmj0oljwQAYWancYxlids3toSyu9tx4PGCts8A/s640/28185856.JPG" width="516" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Not just Three...</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6bcZbcMiFmdjlgBA2fN0h9tpr2mNuXWTb1WFQiiQ-ILsd84DdPfBiKWQb9uDb-CmyDMHvd1YoHX8NjL2-gPeSk56Kqx5clHrJnOj9Z2Q61TVAcPkZFsZm1dAZGC7v8wmn91x9vrbenMA/s1600/28185862.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="586" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6bcZbcMiFmdjlgBA2fN0h9tpr2mNuXWTb1WFQiiQ-ILsd84DdPfBiKWQb9uDb-CmyDMHvd1YoHX8NjL2-gPeSk56Kqx5clHrJnOj9Z2Q61TVAcPkZFsZm1dAZGC7v8wmn91x9vrbenMA/s640/28185862.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>But Four Fabulous Antique Frames!!!  *Happy Dance!*  Each has Gorgeous Gesso Details... and whether you hang Art in them, Taxidermy within them or leave them empty, they certainly make a Statement in any Room's Decor.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqasoO6S_7srC9Ka49y1qA8C6Ioe3B-E9HLR6yKmMlmq8mIqmJv6Ed6VNG3P-dbnHQgnyFHQsQz7xf6QuqYMdNnS7ShHGQnuY3MHa68cgEcRh6yUS1lGd41vJ_4juhPwWYySyPsc0YkVY/s1600/28185881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqasoO6S_7srC9Ka49y1qA8C6Ioe3B-E9HLR6yKmMlmq8mIqmJv6Ed6VNG3P-dbnHQgnyFHQsQz7xf6QuqYMdNnS7ShHGQnuY3MHa68cgEcRh6yUS1lGd41vJ_4juhPwWYySyPsc0YkVY/s640/28185881.JPG" width="524" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And anything really Quirky I can find at a Bargain... like this Shriner Planter from the Fifties... is not staying behind!  *Smiles*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU3mTuQG5yvI25tecyemImQ8PB6gpFXPLdbIgVFavsG5Szasn2HvCKfWk-whlCpmsaoht1aXmVlZ4YUYPGpRy_diF4prb39wfaJAIROMruyfGX-his65LlXDwelUnsHT4jneZEGRLE-oA/s1600/28185890.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU3mTuQG5yvI25tecyemImQ8PB6gpFXPLdbIgVFavsG5Szasn2HvCKfWk-whlCpmsaoht1aXmVlZ4YUYPGpRy_diF4prb39wfaJAIROMruyfGX-his65LlXDwelUnsHT4jneZEGRLE-oA/s640/28185890.JPG" width="552" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Now I used to be able to procure my Creepy Doll Heads for next to nothing and all the time until other peeps started Appreciating and Decorating with them too.  I have been Serial Bargain Hunting for them for many years now, and every so often I can still find one at a Bargain to add to my Collection.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjAVD3RoKSdihdMZqfev2AZ3k2XJsOTCtwG72MryciNo886JkkOcaIlIDy4sZOgG0ytrGDUXRCMnvVLrVII9OowZdVIBCfHLlKL6F_lbBLRF4hyphenhyphenWbq1mNLqxrcRXA0yTLwxyOTskJcuqU/s1600/28185893.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjAVD3RoKSdihdMZqfev2AZ3k2XJsOTCtwG72MryciNo886JkkOcaIlIDy4sZOgG0ytrGDUXRCMnvVLrVII9OowZdVIBCfHLlKL6F_lbBLRF4hyphenhyphenWbq1mNLqxrcRXA0yTLwxyOTskJcuqU/s640/28185893.JPG" width="496" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>My largest Serial Bargain Hunting Acquisition has always been and continues to be Vintage Tablecloths and Tapestries.  I have an Insane amount of both, but the Tablecloths particularly... I just Enjoy how they look stacked in piles even when they're not in use.  In recent years I have parted with some, but they're the last bastion hold-out when it comes to the Letting Go Process.  But I've made Progress by actually PASSING on some that I now find at a Bargain!  *Gasp!*  I know I could easily flip them for Profit, but my ability to Let Go rather than Desire to Keep them is still quite Waffling and Fragile, so I'm trying not to expand a Collection already at Saturation Point.  If any more come in and won't go out they truly have to be Exceptional Specimens.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBrCalsVXXyGjfDCOah4Jdw55PEjdLJWNLX6YMn46ONLjQ4vQR5JZT-i3GK5ja4AF9F-PeKH4UdplYUCGVIwwAe0xEB7ahS8ZGeZXStt7wtKamzV8_hBVKQQFqgHrZTcZEL8T_E9AXUro/s1600/28185875.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBrCalsVXXyGjfDCOah4Jdw55PEjdLJWNLX6YMn46ONLjQ4vQR5JZT-i3GK5ja4AF9F-PeKH4UdplYUCGVIwwAe0xEB7ahS8ZGeZXStt7wtKamzV8_hBVKQQFqgHrZTcZEL8T_E9AXUro/s640/28185875.JPG" width="448" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I was very Surprised at how easily I have managed to Let Go of quite a few of my most Beloved Oldest Collections like my Religious Art, Icons and Artifacts.  I've kept the most Special or Sentimental to me, but the others have been painless to take to the Showrooms and they are always an easy Sell.  So I continue to be a Serial Bargain Hunter for Religious Art, Antiques and Collectibles.  Funny Story, at our Antique Mall, if there is a Religious or Spiritual Piece that nobody is sure where it belongs, it usually ends up in one of my Showrooms!  *Smiles, I take that as a Huge Compliment even tho' most of the time they aren't my Inventory, I like to be known as one of the Vendors that Specializes in that Genre.*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoytlGy2y9S7LEU3uCsTCGi5oU1oI_gatrYgAk7Ynx1BHATr2T67reoozn57YhOoyDIfzbTOtISUaK_7RTHfdzimy50cLKEU0swmBNy6WDnTKfeh5bQRIHmHX4CBCjyZlhaldY87iTqvE/s1600/28185895.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoytlGy2y9S7LEU3uCsTCGi5oU1oI_gatrYgAk7Ynx1BHATr2T67reoozn57YhOoyDIfzbTOtISUaK_7RTHfdzimy50cLKEU0swmBNy6WDnTKfeh5bQRIHmHX4CBCjyZlhaldY87iTqvE/s640/28185895.JPG" width="542" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So my Friends, what are some of the Treasures that you are a Serial Bargain Hunter for?  I'm Assuming you ARE ONE because you've lingered here to the end of the Post.  *Winks*   The only thing as Thrilling as the Hunt is Sharing what you 'Scored' and seeing what other Serial Bargain Hunters Hunted down!!!   Are you as Eclectic as Yours Truly or are you more Refined in your Search and what you drag Home?</em></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXLZRlxv9Nug9zVSVrACSIM6SUPzXt_sEIK5CdzzVdn1dHVlCubGyhKSN1THrDDwKuAiUCS4Gl3e8QXfx53SgIspI7wLXSmyJVHJrfa6BX-SFWiYhglXf08-g9M2T4e0VK4DRSwQWNukk/s1600/28185892.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXLZRlxv9Nug9zVSVrACSIM6SUPzXt_sEIK5CdzzVdn1dHVlCubGyhKSN1THrDDwKuAiUCS4Gl3e8QXfx53SgIspI7wLXSmyJVHJrfa6BX-SFWiYhglXf08-g9M2T4e0VK4DRSwQWNukk/s640/28185892.JPG" width="538" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So, here's to continued Serial Bargain Hunting my Friends... may you uncover a Bounty of Found Treasures that make your Hearts Sing... 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On The Seventeenth Day Of Christmas

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE4i_AtTYVXNKHctik0z-_2S8gbZXir4MQey-QMNL2u8j0fYDm23HWLBVMZYLXNzupYZU_xCMWQ-tBKi_W4WW53ZPljS0ZfS3TiV0DT1L_hvxfGSQeMhaNARv0r9Ob74mnKCa2OEjvRZw/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE4i_AtTYVXNKHctik0z-_2S8gbZXir4MQey-QMNL2u8j0fYDm23HWLBVMZYLXNzupYZU_xCMWQ-tBKi_W4WW53ZPljS0ZfS3TiV0DT1L_hvxfGSQeMhaNARv0r9Ob74mnKCa2OEjvRZw/s640/025.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>On the Seventeenth day of Christmas my True Love said to me...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>"Honey, we're having a Plumbing Emer-gen-cy!"</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2QgB-qteR0RyquI9TCc8rBImhGhJSk8eoTrXCxMzUkaTS65KXzqf8MzDBhXSRZPWilkb4VupxxjDHb4yuWaZ88sEtlMx7YGcyBQhhPSON2atiB_24MT_AOx_r-KakVAnm9qFJP7ns9Kk/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2QgB-qteR0RyquI9TCc8rBImhGhJSk8eoTrXCxMzUkaTS65KXzqf8MzDBhXSRZPWilkb4VupxxjDHb4yuWaZ88sEtlMx7YGcyBQhhPSON2atiB_24MT_AOx_r-KakVAnm9qFJP7ns9Kk/s640/040.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Yep, that's how the day began... like a Bad Soap Opera {Insert Theme Song from 'As The World Turns'}... and a mere week before Christmas... Fantastic!  But... it's not as if any of them gave me a Head's Up and told me this until we're almost ready to head out the door to drop the G-Kid Force off at School and head downtown in Morning Rush Hour Traffic to get The Man to another VA Hospital Appointment before 9:00 am!</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCtXdJSVD63dhSdzhKWg9K_BTAlvrJyhqrDREl3JaYMOEvwb6HTtzzIiJGgQn9FMG_kZP3R_P1KtOXppnGcEH_QigcxiQ_omt0XhZ0Q9Sobu03NJ_-fg-zeX3EdCvL4uGcmhb-CTMDw1s/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCtXdJSVD63dhSdzhKWg9K_BTAlvrJyhqrDREl3JaYMOEvwb6HTtzzIiJGgQn9FMG_kZP3R_P1KtOXppnGcEH_QigcxiQ_omt0XhZ0Q9Sobu03NJ_-fg-zeX3EdCvL4uGcmhb-CTMDw1s/s640/028.JPG" width="580" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>No... let's make this even MORE Exciting shall we, by waiting until there's no Time to deal with it and raw sewage is backing up in both Showers and the Toilets are running over into the Hallways... THAT will be the Perfect Time to tell Gramma we've got a 'Problem'!   Yeah, how Surprised will SHE be ?!  *Arghhhh!!!*</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3cu2QIhUrNYQ1yeZMDI9JFRXjVqr1jLUCbDzQg35OW5xbwsNhkqwt9h-B9HxVcP3HToZVMrkidZSJb1yQ_fgWhYonhwvOy2s_Ufgwc5yhC-srFpSMsBASDvAt3doiJ1fe3KGSARkJ0mc/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3cu2QIhUrNYQ1yeZMDI9JFRXjVqr1jLUCbDzQg35OW5xbwsNhkqwt9h-B9HxVcP3HToZVMrkidZSJb1yQ_fgWhYonhwvOy2s_Ufgwc5yhC-srFpSMsBASDvAt3doiJ1fe3KGSARkJ0mc/s640/040.JPG" width="536" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>You see, the Grandson is notorious for Creating Plumbing Emergencies... it's his 'Gift' apparently.  And somehow he Imagines that by Ignoring a Plumbing Emergency he has been Instrumental in Creating AGAIN, and not telling anybody, it doesn't actually Exist and nobody will know?!?</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidT_bVXU0F8xkcAtrDO49XqeIK26aKkv_-PTOZfIHwIDtTRp92RhbWYpArDL4bYJDOjXHLPubvbt_3IXdQyARC8LzXC0cTOqr6oNUB9h8nYVpSOB2HcPBgS7fO3p3e5nftyh4ADyC7qVs/s1600/041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><em><img border="0" height="528" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidT_bVXU0F8xkcAtrDO49XqeIK26aKkv_-PTOZfIHwIDtTRp92RhbWYpArDL4bYJDOjXHLPubvbt_3IXdQyARC8LzXC0cTOqr6oNUB9h8nYVpSOB2HcPBgS7fO3p3e5nftyh4ADyC7qVs/s640/041.JPG" width="640" /></em></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Thankfully as we're all scrambling "Home Alone" Style to get out the door to School and VA Appointments on Time, the Young Princess suddenly remembers, at the last minute, that she's forgotten to brush her teeth.   So, she sprints off to the 'Girl's Bathroom' at the back of the house... which takes her by the 'Boy's Bathroom' in the Hallway at the middle of the house.  "What's that SMELL!!!!???", she loudly proclaims crinkling her nose as she stops dead in her tracks in front of the 'Boy's Bathroom'?!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvWQ8wQtH-z37ZaqAnQmyB7Js5O6YkcnSxOMJLZ3Zlul7aN7Tm-f0ygu-a3dQSbqZtJUs1TWT6W2hbkyhprNbL4yGbCH9-apSktjE6vrqzH3eDTBcnXedKuh7IiNTaL7teMkRIPhKwfps/s1600/042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvWQ8wQtH-z37ZaqAnQmyB7Js5O6YkcnSxOMJLZ3Zlul7aN7Tm-f0ygu-a3dQSbqZtJUs1TWT6W2hbkyhprNbL4yGbCH9-apSktjE6vrqzH3eDTBcnXedKuh7IiNTaL7teMkRIPhKwfps/s640/042.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>"It smells like a rotten egg!!!", she says as she halts in the Hallway where the odiforous fumes are lingering strongest.  Uh, oh... where have I heard THAT before?  As my Memory Banks file this Information and go into High Alert... with Red Lights and Sirens now going off in my brain!!!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4wib74sYdQ-fYrfeizeCENv8bE06gQznjIUwVGi6ZRrGhgY7q7oRWTP6hfcPms6Z-ltkspynreGItv_ghAu_Z94Q4lyOPBi94I7qE6-QQzQTNmLYVJF-2giD-VB1Sf8YD8S-7fY9lqMA/s1600/043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4wib74sYdQ-fYrfeizeCENv8bE06gQznjIUwVGi6ZRrGhgY7q7oRWTP6hfcPms6Z-ltkspynreGItv_ghAu_Z94Q4lyOPBi94I7qE6-QQzQTNmLYVJF-2giD-VB1Sf8YD8S-7fY9lqMA/s640/043.JPG" width="632" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>You see, there's a Reason why we're on the Gold Plan with our Plumber... like his Uncle {The Son} before him, the Young Prince has caused many a Plumbing Emergency Nightmare... it must be a 'Boy Thing', I dunno?  All I do know is that we should have our Plumber on Speed Dial and the Tech is now like an Old Friend and will usually even stay a while and Visit after averting Disaster, we've become that Close and I've probably put all his Kids thru College!?  *Smiles*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu-o7a5dgfwRdaY7tHbRKEwNQZ3khhDuNLpOPW1hx7IIEZrPVX9-S4q8AlqwkezYI_xuMGGdqo4C9N_SsOouqN8aQURNg4F_EyEIg3Rpmr0d-9ZdFvUPTpQ2Frmn2dicgHerFdIKpU8LY/s1600/048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="546" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu-o7a5dgfwRdaY7tHbRKEwNQZ3khhDuNLpOPW1hx7IIEZrPVX9-S4q8AlqwkezYI_xuMGGdqo4C9N_SsOouqN8aQURNg4F_EyEIg3Rpmr0d-9ZdFvUPTpQ2Frmn2dicgHerFdIKpU8LY/s640/048.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>But... there was no Time this particular Morning to make that dreaded Call... not just yet, with our full intinerary and all... so I'm weilding Mops, Drano and Disinfectant like a Mad Woman... moving Heirlooms out of the Hallway and The Path of Destruction... to get things under Control until we can get back to the Ole' Homestead later that Afternoon.  Since cancelling The Man's Appointments yet again is completely out of the question.  We went thru the first round of cancellations in the last two weeks when everyone was down with the Flu you see.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC9861oiLbzs9BDOjL62zdIMaN6w3ZDsMdVZmltf-9iv5QBhLtwHsO1v87xoozzjevUia-l4unzcB6G6yrMmEOti_Mfo4NTv-lComYde6IFn-Krng-ZhwTOjFgnMzyH2Eimc8ecDlEFfQ/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC9861oiLbzs9BDOjL62zdIMaN6w3ZDsMdVZmltf-9iv5QBhLtwHsO1v87xoozzjevUia-l4unzcB6G6yrMmEOti_Mfo4NTv-lComYde6IFn-Krng-ZhwTOjFgnMzyH2Eimc8ecDlEFfQ/s640/020.JPG" width="566" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So... after said VA Appointments I needed a Mental Health Break before going back to the Scene of the Crime... and dealing with a bunch of crap {LITERALLY} and how much it was gonna cost to do a Hazmat Style Clean-Up and clear the lines AGAIN?   Which, just before Christmas, well, I don't hafta tell ya how Creative that Financing was gonna hafta be, do I?  </em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBhut-ZMpQFUugCuMty4HcxiEACyxJoHECjnyINKLwPCniiEb_b6LiTSNob-Tn1_6Dsshs_JJxZrtkhpkrzUmErzx-XBT2AFODoPCt4wptZYZV3ms_RcUcgraUD0jL-UfnzZiE0wO5KXw/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBhut-ZMpQFUugCuMty4HcxiEACyxJoHECjnyINKLwPCniiEb_b6LiTSNob-Tn1_6Dsshs_JJxZrtkhpkrzUmErzx-XBT2AFODoPCt4wptZYZV3ms_RcUcgraUD0jL-UfnzZiE0wO5KXw/s640/026.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So,</em> <em>since my Friend Shelly's Shop <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Rust-and-Roses-Phoenix/224451874270241"><strong><span style="color: #990000;">RUST AND ROSES</span></strong></a> is just a few blocks away from the VA Hospital, I tell The Man that I NEED to stop by before going back Home to Deal with eminent Disaster, in order to Restore my Zen and hold onto what little Sanity I have left.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBBCRm73H1tUXjYUzgnwK3CkJ7yKBZEObU8f5yMs3HWNGTQq4jXWNpjyVduH_gJUdW7tkm3_K6rvhI6aQ89xBM9ePN1dEIgr7ksF-hGL3-RVwOXPTW-wuwR1HJBFffbcFCrSjqAiqCHog/s1600/064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBBCRm73H1tUXjYUzgnwK3CkJ7yKBZEObU8f5yMs3HWNGTQq4jXWNpjyVduH_gJUdW7tkm3_K6rvhI6aQ89xBM9ePN1dEIgr7ksF-hGL3-RVwOXPTW-wuwR1HJBFffbcFCrSjqAiqCHog/s640/064.JPG" width="558" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>And to see what Great Events are coming up this week at the Shop... like the <a href="https://www.facebook.com/uber.chic.75?fref=ts&ref=br_tf"><strong><span style="color: #45818e;">UBER CHIC</span></strong></a> European Container Sale December 19th thru 21st, which I certainly don't wanna miss.  Bringing yourself back to Center and away from The Brink is vitally Important when making decisions, lest you do it purely from a place of Emotion rather than Logic.  And boy was I Emotional by now, but holding it all back and in... I don't cry easily, but I was pretty darn close to the floodgates bursting and an Emotional Breakdown that could easily have turned into complete Hysteria.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7gj35zeuIEB-EgUmY7kPBucXxgSQHkYkrQtMJ78T_VnPXiBKLGOMBZEEXfML_Y-A_DKyZfd3LnbbBQKCvGP_uIRl5_rgDxIVaMHcb-qwpNViigPkWq_8RO_6DHP5JwH4qc5mHm-iv9Xk/s1600/047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7gj35zeuIEB-EgUmY7kPBucXxgSQHkYkrQtMJ78T_VnPXiBKLGOMBZEEXfML_Y-A_DKyZfd3LnbbBQKCvGP_uIRl5_rgDxIVaMHcb-qwpNViigPkWq_8RO_6DHP5JwH4qc5mHm-iv9Xk/s640/047.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>With The Man's Traumatic Brain Injury he doesn't handle me being Emotional very well, neither does the G-Kid Force, they don't know what to do or say and Anxiety Levels for them all are already at Critical Mass with the Holidays and all... it's just all too much Stimulation for them to Process.  So I didn't need any of them to think I might be going off the rails again... you know, just because raw sewage was now invading my just cleaned Home and I could be facing a large Plumbing Bill I can't afford.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHtKAgad-fGvIrlBlZmtam8-0CqsVXfE14sUwnmIn0DhdYo8MXIxYRohMh9N1SP4U66B0drA-C3DSodJWCCez0OsHwE53upc6kxWQ23ae9VEHnkfuyz4UvdMUjyVcliXiSzpjGjKeys6c/s1600/046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="620" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHtKAgad-fGvIrlBlZmtam8-0CqsVXfE14sUwnmIn0DhdYo8MXIxYRohMh9N1SP4U66B0drA-C3DSodJWCCez0OsHwE53upc6kxWQ23ae9VEHnkfuyz4UvdMUjyVcliXiSzpjGjKeys6c/s640/046.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So... Retail Therapy was probably not the Wisest Idea... under the Circumstances... but I try not to be UNDER the Circumstances and instead just find a way to Rise to the Occassion.   Besides, I'd just tested the waters Monday Night by agreeing to fill in at Work on a Second Shift for a few hours to see how that might work out?  Nobody died in my absence... and when I came Home from Work four hours later the house wasn't totally in disarray.  So I was Guardedly Optimistic and still on the Adrenalin High of that brief Respite... yes, GOING TO WORK is considered a Respite around here!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEt53pbs6aL7rdyyhVaG_TAYp9UACDBD_CYDnOGIknr9f1iAwnewcd2FInrrsBh6siXT-kJ1fWkIOfWUbxJ5HzgCl1y6xAA6wYDlQTFUA7BG3ADJ2HTM17bQrqtAH8J306pwaJRalc_yU/s1600/075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEt53pbs6aL7rdyyhVaG_TAYp9UACDBD_CYDnOGIknr9f1iAwnewcd2FInrrsBh6siXT-kJ1fWkIOfWUbxJ5HzgCl1y6xAA6wYDlQTFUA7BG3ADJ2HTM17bQrqtAH8J306pwaJRalc_yU/s640/075.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So, Okay, since I'll be Hustling for Plumbing $$$ anyway, why not Treat myself to one small Feel Good Purchase?  This delightfully decrepid Antique Doll would be WAY cheaper than Therapy anyway.  *Winks*   And she was quite a Bargain from my Friend Angela's Booth and a great addition to my Creepy Doll Collection dontcha think?</em></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv_cGToXScLg_Oeod3gexb9cKz3lL_RMtvSuZqEF7MYBhwpliHwWhzbJbrWaO_D4DPZIT_Ty7hTSud_LrbbYexGdVJ6yHPuRm_V9GZ4ExcC5AfYgSGDigD1gye8DogUyCAxJWisKS9458/s1600/065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv_cGToXScLg_Oeod3gexb9cKz3lL_RMtvSuZqEF7MYBhwpliHwWhzbJbrWaO_D4DPZIT_Ty7hTSud_LrbbYexGdVJ6yHPuRm_V9GZ4ExcC5AfYgSGDigD1gye8DogUyCAxJWisKS9458/s640/065.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And besides, with the constant onslaught of Crisis that keep unfolding I am Feeling like a Fish out of Water, still trying to swim Upstream, an Impossible Task and not a pretty sight.  How fitting that the Visual just happened to be mounted on an Old Door... in my Favorite Hue...huh?   The Irony was not lost on me!!!  *LOL*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8dQHf5GhwC_6f087NDYnTeD4fEZuIlNjhuMIPJ_AK3qV4pfe1ktkf-EgU7CoC49H0yc9gdRwG1E3JFTcDPlSV3xOPS_CMbhEt2vWMItBF6DJTTreZD642QxT34k3f86oPGkjOBLS_-hk/s1600/067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8dQHf5GhwC_6f087NDYnTeD4fEZuIlNjhuMIPJ_AK3qV4pfe1ktkf-EgU7CoC49H0yc9gdRwG1E3JFTcDPlSV3xOPS_CMbhEt2vWMItBF6DJTTreZD642QxT34k3f86oPGkjOBLS_-hk/s640/067.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Good thing I just 'Scored' my Old Door or this could have easily been an Impulse Buy... especially when I'm particularly vulnerable... so see... I still had an ounce of Restraint left in me!   And only came away with the inexpensive Old Dolly!  *Whew*   The Man was probably sweating bullets, knowing my Emotional State was not Stable enough to be in a Favorite Retail Environment with Temptations surrounding me and nothing else left to lose!!!???   *LMAO*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8gwfn6I7YmBmAMFV5QhyD-xzWUB8_Vdwz2N7bDaIqJI_c-BaPD5C0qUu0MM1UDe4S5-qsfmutZ7EtCWMbM_lVDO9N9FZYw70z42FgB5LOGCRPLDHlg5yXNebgaHMR0345mtcnnYNSdDI/s1600/043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8gwfn6I7YmBmAMFV5QhyD-xzWUB8_Vdwz2N7bDaIqJI_c-BaPD5C0qUu0MM1UDe4S5-qsfmutZ7EtCWMbM_lVDO9N9FZYw70z42FgB5LOGCRPLDHlg5yXNebgaHMR0345mtcnnYNSdDI/s640/043.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>The fact that he was even in Agreement for me to stop by led me to Believe he thought I might just Break under the Pressure of what lay awaiting us at Home?!?   Since I'd be in Charge of the Decision Making, Budgeting and Clean-Up of said Crisis.   I know how Helpless he Feels with the newly acquired Disability not to be able to Take Charge and Help like he used to be able to.  So I Attempt to Play it Off that I've got everything under control... but I'm not certain he's completely buying into the Facade since I'm not an Award Winning Actress.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8kZmag4zuQ3bGWnMCds5XOuCgn0z5BQEbAeg8qUY3jDMJBs0QCaQNXebo37fPlh565ltDyPn3aqVIg2e_nvlfzYdLqLCnIl6-hanBSIwSxsDw_vtSzxa920HkFQSC6hA2le08FXUXfeA/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8kZmag4zuQ3bGWnMCds5XOuCgn0z5BQEbAeg8qUY3jDMJBs0QCaQNXebo37fPlh565ltDyPn3aqVIg2e_nvlfzYdLqLCnIl6-hanBSIwSxsDw_vtSzxa920HkFQSC6hA2le08FXUXfeA/s640/021.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And my complete Meltdown that Morning had been a Clue that this could be the Straw that breaks the proverbial Camel's back.   I just couldn't maintain Calm when sewage was flooding two bathrooms and threatening to stream out into the Hallway and Back Kitchen areas and I was the only one capable of handling it... but with no actual Time to devote to it... so I was initially dealing with it hastily and on a Wing and a Prayer!</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitzze7gBU27gMSNRHSZ5J3yn_LTpPf9nk4_soJLbbzm1Nm1w6S9LotqMsYZus6wh6Tv7vumIoch32Z2xw44iFn6FD6p_E5mEF2XFV90tV1V_XBRcNqAK1bLVNayEHPbt_068o4GI362pA/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitzze7gBU27gMSNRHSZ5J3yn_LTpPf9nk4_soJLbbzm1Nm1w6S9LotqMsYZus6wh6Tv7vumIoch32Z2xw44iFn6FD6p_E5mEF2XFV90tV1V_XBRcNqAK1bLVNayEHPbt_068o4GI362pA/s640/022.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>The Good News is that my Amateur Plumbing Fix worked well enough to halt further impending Doom... and our Plumber said they could be out within hours so that we wouldn't have to try to get through twenty-four hours without a functional Toilet in the house!   You don't realizing how Important that is until everyone has to 'Go' and you start to all become preoccupied about the next time you might have to use a Facility and where you will be able to 'Go' on short notice?  </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0CWnjrR3ETw9M2hSClu1KgbOsDTwO4oOJ5YpHu_anBM_lMO96Ed4WMCsYuRWEKdrqSRRcsSeRyevCUZHJBBUhjrtOE6kqpDLt6c66-4n5LEXmmw4hOr1i6tSjyvcE3HyeXSxumBX1Su0/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0CWnjrR3ETw9M2hSClu1KgbOsDTwO4oOJ5YpHu_anBM_lMO96Ed4WMCsYuRWEKdrqSRRcsSeRyevCUZHJBBUhjrtOE6kqpDLt6c66-4n5LEXmmw4hOr1i6tSjyvcE3HyeXSxumBX1Su0/s640/035.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Small Children and Men with Limited Mobility and Brain Injury are a particular Concern because when they have to 'Go', Time is of the Essence... so needless to say, there were hasty Trips to Retail Establishments nearby until we could get our Facilities up and running again that Evening!  Thankfully most don't have that 'Customer's Only' Rule or there might have been a 'Clean Up On Aisle Four' Scenario playing out!  *LOL*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM8O0058KZ3bVshx_PWnFTLk8xDsPPx_HBiseiTkvyUYGeYjq-BvAIieczDZaWmtADCTFRVvYIqEbnI7VPZ0rEZAcLIIXQJYPO5mwBG-AJBeQVcBPhJ1YgftidxYIo68BWsnm0KGl9OgI/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="530" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM8O0058KZ3bVshx_PWnFTLk8xDsPPx_HBiseiTkvyUYGeYjq-BvAIieczDZaWmtADCTFRVvYIqEbnI7VPZ0rEZAcLIIXQJYPO5mwBG-AJBeQVcBPhJ1YgftidxYIo68BWsnm0KGl9OgI/s640/034.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So... the Sun, the Moon, the Stars and all the Planets lined up in our Favor... and our Plumber Visited for quite a while after taking care of our Crisis.  Talking with The Man and I about his Mutual Love of Hunting, Fishing, Travel and time spent in the Marine Corps. ... and Surviving his own Catastrophic Car Accident many years ago... funny how you can find out you have so much in Common with others during the coarse of a Crisis and in the Sharing of Experiences.   And so he gave us a Special Break on his Services, probably out of Pity and Extending Charity during the Season... but hey, I ain't Proud at this Point... and instead Graciously Accepted Favor with a huge sigh of Relief that I could Afford the reduced cost and now had Functional Facilities at Home again.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>   </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKWijDJB4WHlIUNfpk4hShYepRqd72-pKlMTQv7ZFoqPK1Yod31SqORe087T9m6ZzU_lTKjVlzkYg-E0pMdWk3QVpgA9_qQmaXEHQrP2J-mr8XDigzmAsEEAl7v9ScY80YWLL8fkqG4vg/s1600/041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="578" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKWijDJB4WHlIUNfpk4hShYepRqd72-pKlMTQv7ZFoqPK1Yod31SqORe087T9m6ZzU_lTKjVlzkYg-E0pMdWk3QVpgA9_qQmaXEHQrP2J-mr8XDigzmAsEEAl7v9ScY80YWLL8fkqG4vg/s640/041.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And I set about doing the Clean-Up, which didn't take nearly as long as I expected it would and wasn't too gross now that I'd put things in Proper Perspective.   Because you see, even tho' we live in a Hundred plus year old Home and have come to Expect the Unexpected because our Home has been thru more than a Century of being Lived In and Surviving large Families under it's roof... our Plumber Shared far greater recent Horror Stories of New Homes needing $9,000-$25,000 worth of Plumbing Emergency Repairs!   Wowsa... my meager Plumbing Bill and Problems paled by Comparison... and that Truly put everything in Perspective about The Blessing.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7HxafyYxOVZ3J6J9VxXqn1sDct8vcnRG-KCjMu7KugixnhYOS0HhmGEhqs5E1Y5kSUzLBTsMsJavumsHGcFdhDzCsEUOkiIrNtFZ8v_PRcp-8ah93elYKWt5TleNcKAFUWv17-9hFMg8/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7HxafyYxOVZ3J6J9VxXqn1sDct8vcnRG-KCjMu7KugixnhYOS0HhmGEhqs5E1Y5kSUzLBTsMsJavumsHGcFdhDzCsEUOkiIrNtFZ8v_PRcp-8ah93elYKWt5TleNcKAFUWv17-9hFMg8/s640/038.JPG" width="514" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And that our Crisis was indeed Manageable for us.  And we have come out the other side intact and not under enormous insurmountable debt or destruction.   And that's a Good Thing.  So... as we move into the Eighteenth Day of Christmas I remain Guardedly Optomistic... as always...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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On The Seventeenth Day Of Christmas

    On the Seventeenth day of Christmas my True Love said to me... "Honey, we're having a Plumbing Emer-gen-cy!"     Yep, that...

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Sweet Salvage ~ Tis The Season ~ The Almost Finale'

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjbTzafeqoYHFFO1kde1IBOlD0Qjh-UU-9csXqzeALDl5gLvkpryqrUF6liMRrl7p0boHdWnKKso1j7X3YoRH_xp9i2WNd-GrvFzntIGON-1vtYETowVGwhlbru_Z_WWauWHU3bMZVWtg/s1600/088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="563" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjbTzafeqoYHFFO1kde1IBOlD0Qjh-UU-9csXqzeALDl5gLvkpryqrUF6liMRrl7p0boHdWnKKso1j7X3YoRH_xp9i2WNd-GrvFzntIGON-1vtYETowVGwhlbru_Z_WWauWHU3bMZVWtg/s640/088.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I'm calling this Post the "Almost" Finale' because I ain't gonna lie, I took a gazillion Images of the Event during the Preview Party and two days of the actual Event that we attended, and I wasn't gonna be able to squeeze the last of 'em into just one more Post!  *LOL*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcrvd_3mDwWw1GViqoMQq6HbdKUhg7xG4LWrnj5ADL_q7CaNfOnKyFlU9qpBR7hyQIfflxo_Ss67YPf4EGnDFANeOV5om4_t-tM0Am3MHznC_no_iA5WAQ3LcWehreY3_Stp2X1_qqGVM/s1600/087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcrvd_3mDwWw1GViqoMQq6HbdKUhg7xG4LWrnj5ADL_q7CaNfOnKyFlU9qpBR7hyQIfflxo_Ss67YPf4EGnDFANeOV5om4_t-tM0Am3MHznC_no_iA5WAQ3LcWehreY3_Stp2X1_qqGVM/s640/087.JPG" width="524" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And if you're anything like me, the Images here in the Land of Blog are what Captivate you most and keep you coming back for more, right?  *Winks*  I'm a very Visual and Sensory Person overall, and I can spend all day soaking in Fabulous Visuals.  And though the Sensory Pleasures of being there in Person enhance that whole Experience, if and when you can't be there, the Images are the next best thing.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5hiARkWzCex7XzJPDqWNJUvoIi1LbzviC9kDBuAf846q5ZIXffxmIK5vWSOqE1GREtIxzkpBYIt3W9jDnP5b0orQ9YqFTGsTzUt3O5W8Dq6AmFUwLwZZBRBtMGzzZfGXSB41IaC6MONg/s1600/079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5hiARkWzCex7XzJPDqWNJUvoIi1LbzviC9kDBuAf846q5ZIXffxmIK5vWSOqE1GREtIxzkpBYIt3W9jDnP5b0orQ9YqFTGsTzUt3O5W8Dq6AmFUwLwZZBRBtMGzzZfGXSB41IaC6MONg/s640/079.JPG" width="468" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So Capturing Images through the Eye of the Lens is a particular Joy for me because it Preserves Images, Experiences and Moments in Time, not only for me Personally to recall and continue to be Inspired by virtually indefinitely, but to Share as well.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdXhdTL0bO0Ldp8k_uXfuK3L0F5R-ZeGVaxeRh8qvff53QkBto_UXXWeySTZm930NMYHeCHnjoDyVE3obSJDXNtTrdaloEFo9l0BQ6lmnaoa4UDAHgNU9zgGakl1fju-lfmDsEl0lcMAw/s1600/080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdXhdTL0bO0Ldp8k_uXfuK3L0F5R-ZeGVaxeRh8qvff53QkBto_UXXWeySTZm930NMYHeCHnjoDyVE3obSJDXNtTrdaloEFo9l0BQ6lmnaoa4UDAHgNU9zgGakl1fju-lfmDsEl0lcMAw/s640/080.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And when I began Blogging I never realized how Important the Sharing aspect of it can be and would be, because initially it was all about me.  *LOL*  It's True, starting my own Blog was a purely egocentric move on my part, until peeps started showing up.  Then I realized it wasn't all about me at all, nor would I want it to be now that I realized how much more it could be once you begin Inviting folks to join you in the Experience of your Blogging Adventures and cultivate Relationship with your Visitors, who often fast become Friends.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL_Q8IuEeJ-_uTqbDeoYrtVr7oxDLF72d_YbPouZG5h9rgE8Aj_Pofx9q2Sxa1xQjHLEolu4CLV7YhK-LdgI09p8apTUBbXkCnLxyJCxCeW51guXw23d9Gg1cAFZpazryGYAh7ahwYhig/s1600/085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL_Q8IuEeJ-_uTqbDeoYrtVr7oxDLF72d_YbPouZG5h9rgE8Aj_Pofx9q2Sxa1xQjHLEolu4CLV7YhK-LdgI09p8apTUBbXkCnLxyJCxCeW51guXw23d9Gg1cAFZpazryGYAh7ahwYhig/s640/085.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And lets face it, we Enjoy taking our Friends along with us when we're doing something Fun, Exciting or that we're Passionate about and they Share that Passion with us.  Here in the Land of Blog I've actually Connected with more Kindred Spirits than I ever had in Real Life... and the added Bonus being that some of us even began Connecting IN Real Life after meeting here initially!</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMbcYhqEUwyKzLWVVIOslm0IOzM187YUCI3Nef6KzbvwEUrf-6d6MMY_MqdgVfOotNtDELLDHM-UP4urGYZPEN38V6tFlB8BMAQuPMojoX7z1maO4GXCKzz-3hnMmhkCHO_kSms4ogf14/s1600/090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="564" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMbcYhqEUwyKzLWVVIOslm0IOzM187YUCI3Nef6KzbvwEUrf-6d6MMY_MqdgVfOotNtDELLDHM-UP4urGYZPEN38V6tFlB8BMAQuPMojoX7z1maO4GXCKzz-3hnMmhkCHO_kSms4ogf14/s640/090.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I've always been amply Blessed with Wonderful Friends and Family, but I have not always Shared the same Passions as they did and so my Passionate Pursuits were often quite Solitary.  Or totally misunderstood by many in my Inner Circle that just didn't 'Get It' because their "Thing" was different than my "Thing", so even though Relationally we clicked, what 'Moved' each of us could be quite broad and polar opposites.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>   </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsMosDbiJ3JXnMd9HWS7Ihp_Hn9ph76FND082qbEnjlx_p7IUv7zXScY9EEdnxMagoYG8nfxknZUUAT5uSmIAuOaMPRX48jM-UGQ-Ji7QulUrpM_Njqqc3tWEHSNC2q99YJoSKmR1mQjE/s1600/091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsMosDbiJ3JXnMd9HWS7Ihp_Hn9ph76FND082qbEnjlx_p7IUv7zXScY9EEdnxMagoYG8nfxknZUUAT5uSmIAuOaMPRX48jM-UGQ-Ji7QulUrpM_Njqqc3tWEHSNC2q99YJoSKmR1mQjE/s640/091.JPG" width="592" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>There was often not as many Friends or Family that I could Share my Artistic Pursuits, Creations and Grandoise Visions with... Invite to Events, Shops or Shows where I could spend Hours on end... recount Junquing Adventures with and show off my 'Scores' that Excited and Thrilled me so much... because frankly, their eyes would probably glaze over and they just weren't that 'Into It', you know?  *LOL... sure you know, I'm quite certain you all can relate because you've HAD those types of Conversations, or tried to?!*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj3mKw_fKvarmVEsUtpNW83hL1aQg1UosF6jDsIKsHUHbeH-AXiu2h6bauLFn8fLJr3rt5Z_Y4LL8Smm-WMk1BvZEtsuxYo-us_upWPagIs4xwR3pUNakWUqHUDP8_5xN2VLl4H-03xbo/s1600/095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj3mKw_fKvarmVEsUtpNW83hL1aQg1UosF6jDsIKsHUHbeH-AXiu2h6bauLFn8fLJr3rt5Z_Y4LL8Smm-WMk1BvZEtsuxYo-us_upWPagIs4xwR3pUNakWUqHUDP8_5xN2VLl4H-03xbo/s640/095.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Yes, you might have sparked SOME Interest in the occassional Visitor to your Hoard of Found Treasures you'd Lovinging amassed over the Years and spent endless hours playing with as you Created Vignettes and Styled and Decorated your little Heart out.  But there would be some who didn't recognize any form or function to your Art, your Styling, your Aesthetic, your Collections or your Fascination with it all.  To them it was a big Question Mark, a complete Mystery or a Raised Eyebrow!  *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN7uLJmueH9xz1aJfeglDy_9cq96zUTpKLfn4_3KPDcsHVngGJzJADk77JhkPApWDERSrZx29byPG-lom2hvc44rW1hZZ8iDR-QhuImwGv1mJCgjftOrJf3wJkeX5e6QZG7UYNFmviaBk/s1600/097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN7uLJmueH9xz1aJfeglDy_9cq96zUTpKLfn4_3KPDcsHVngGJzJADk77JhkPApWDERSrZx29byPG-lom2hvc44rW1hZZ8iDR-QhuImwGv1mJCgjftOrJf3wJkeX5e6QZG7UYNFmviaBk/s640/097.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>We all like, Love and are Attracted to different things... and Styles... and what is deemed a Treasure or a Question Mark.   And it wasn't until I began Selling Off some of my stash that I began getting Honest Feedback from others about what Jazzed them... or NOT.   So even your Clientele Base will be quite specific and probably more of a Kindred Spirit than you initially realized as well.  Unless you totally or partially Sell Out because Profit will be your most motivating factor, as it kinda has to be in a Retail Endeavor unless you want to go broke. </em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWc64s9bcZ4OlWadYteD9NbL3202f8ZsDDlY1EPqtgegbDCx6X7YX7yXs1zhgc_IZookMeHLnwIF1asXk5trkoZVSJ7Si52MbRpniP7FDYNr02UrIB1G-nGw8YEdNH5G5zglk5qPKvjL4/s1600/098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWc64s9bcZ4OlWadYteD9NbL3202f8ZsDDlY1EPqtgegbDCx6X7YX7yXs1zhgc_IZookMeHLnwIF1asXk5trkoZVSJ7Si52MbRpniP7FDYNr02UrIB1G-nGw8YEdNH5G5zglk5qPKvjL4/s640/098.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Therein for me lies the dilemma, how True to Self shall I be in my Retail Environment?  Should I go 'Full Out Me' or scale back to satisfy the masses and have their Approval so that Sales will be stronger?  I'm in flux right now with the delicate Balance of those Questions and implementing them.  I think that eventually I gradually will just go 'Full On Me' and gamble to see what happens?  Right now tho',  for the sake of Family, and to ensure regular checks... I'm catering to what Sells somewhat and doing SOME ME to see how it's Received and Embraced? *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixITPJmdpAnpR_n81lA5hfUwaczc2ZUUC2G8YXl8cTEg3ZG3Rcz4DY4mvd40gkBv_EmTb08Y6lkxHUvW9vErripL93W3iVv4lIBWciU79Lp3HDCw6k1PY2kZDtdyYXzFKRQvXyv-_HRUs/s1600/133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixITPJmdpAnpR_n81lA5hfUwaczc2ZUUC2G8YXl8cTEg3ZG3Rcz4DY4mvd40gkBv_EmTb08Y6lkxHUvW9vErripL93W3iVv4lIBWciU79Lp3HDCw6k1PY2kZDtdyYXzFKRQvXyv-_HRUs/s640/133.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>I've had Family and Friends warn me that they don't think the General Public is quite ready for 'Full On Me' yet?  They could be right, I'm pretty far out there to be sure!!!  *LOL*  I'm not just outside of the box, I'm way over in Left Field with the box barely in view when it comes to Convention and 'Normal' Vision or Thinking by most folks Standards.   I've always thought 'Normal' was very subjective and over-rated anyways.  Rather Boring really, why be Ordinary when you can be Extraordinary, right?   Though those aren't the terms that most would describe my Aesthetic by, Weird and Odd have been more the Labels.  *Smiles*  </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhInAjVjyJV_zGPTG22KiX8EODlRzV1bHLyFEp9iQL216etrY7ZyKdI_-HS_9LjzKzzBr0UW7Be_iIplpyN-_2WfWoWvrgPbJzzmdchCV4RZM6OFM34-L8xS6-iUZ28eYHcr20Eg3PKCK8/s1600/132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhInAjVjyJV_zGPTG22KiX8EODlRzV1bHLyFEp9iQL216etrY7ZyKdI_-HS_9LjzKzzBr0UW7Be_iIplpyN-_2WfWoWvrgPbJzzmdchCV4RZM6OFM34-L8xS6-iUZ28eYHcr20Eg3PKCK8/s640/132.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>But I do pay attention to what Sells and I know what most peeps like or is Trending, so I don't mind incorporating some of that too... so long as I don't have to focus on that at the exclusion of my own 'Thing' just to make Bank.  *Winks*   I feel that my Friends at <a href="https://www.facebook.com/Sweet.Salvage?ref=br_tf"><strong><span style="color: #45818e;">SWEET SALVAGE</span></strong></a> have Mastered that Delicate Balance in fact, of Presenting things in such an Extraordinary way that it provokes Thought and Experimentation in Style, while still incorporating Elements that Wow the Masses and keep them coming back for MORE!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx4XvQnvEISPxYlXNaqXDCckU6ltcrBSdbr83e9RgHjL2N2xTBQQcm9oRt8-gyMDtbi2PXSPz_RSiAZG76N2eoSi9UCGgy2ExTwh3HqNgo4RDju0sfFgW_6kheZv60ogKmXSzaqan1Tng/s1600/131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx4XvQnvEISPxYlXNaqXDCckU6ltcrBSdbr83e9RgHjL2N2xTBQQcm9oRt8-gyMDtbi2PXSPz_RSiAZG76N2eoSi9UCGgy2ExTwh3HqNgo4RDju0sfFgW_6kheZv60ogKmXSzaqan1Tng/s640/131.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>And really, don't we all want to do that, anyone who is 'Into' Style, Decor, Design, Art and Rescuing Found Treasures... make whatever we're Passionate about palatable to the Masses so that more and more Appreciate it in a similar way that we do? </em></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ya9flLAhlSVKVlfKglfnUL29_ma2lqL4ouo2fk2YCTIQktCLlMQ3QqOXdrh-H9cO0kQFhh9M9ziycNNqo4j7AN0d5Xcj03UdlgZEEYChCxjt1bHNrJXt-3OcYotT7Vk11dio47_qBws/s1600/142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ya9flLAhlSVKVlfKglfnUL29_ma2lqL4ouo2fk2YCTIQktCLlMQ3QqOXdrh-H9cO0kQFhh9M9ziycNNqo4j7AN0d5Xcj03UdlgZEEYChCxjt1bHNrJXt-3OcYotT7Vk11dio47_qBws/s640/142.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div align="center"><em> I don't want to be the Lone Ranger because as a single Individual I can only do so much to Preserve what I Love and Appreciate so much... I want more peeps On Board.  And not just for Monetary Gain, tho' that is nice, I ain't gonna Lie *Winks*... but moreso because it Feeds my Soul to Create, whether it is Art or a Vignette in my Showrooms... or to Behold that which another Artist or Designer has Created... I Appreciate it at a Core level in my very Soul and State of Being.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzM0Y2ZiRbfwGn-azOR9tPe3KtpZ8sxsAZROLDhurkJwOLYkqAc_KI4bCtiDQMtbNI9kuaUlxAY1kMGqSg6fXY5VApW7BXJIhr64W32cWdEXl82vCg1qdn15gmobE8h1AZxGYCIbfOvmM/s1600/163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzM0Y2ZiRbfwGn-azOR9tPe3KtpZ8sxsAZROLDhurkJwOLYkqAc_KI4bCtiDQMtbNI9kuaUlxAY1kMGqSg6fXY5VApW7BXJIhr64W32cWdEXl82vCg1qdn15gmobE8h1AZxGYCIbfOvmM/s640/163.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>When I know there are those of you out there also doing your part to Rescue and Preserve a piece of History one item at a time, I'm Jazzed.  I'm Hopeful you're making a decent enough Success at it that you will Thrive and turn others onto it.  So that more ends up regarded as things of Beauty rather than trash to be destroyed or hauled off to a Landfill or stored away in some dark, dusty Attic never to be used, re-purposed or beheld.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>  </em></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdCuy89iWrV0IXvCyBg_eG_pkuQLPT68ijjclb7MpgaoQYffUEJCDYHdPkmMQM7E6q9EMVfPPhz6Lu4qpV0fQ6eF59s8by6LtPLT3NtBcmLTn_DiliTM9MaCMN50-8MB7rEHiTwwRtse0/s1600/233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdCuy89iWrV0IXvCyBg_eG_pkuQLPT68ijjclb7MpgaoQYffUEJCDYHdPkmMQM7E6q9EMVfPPhz6Lu4qpV0fQ6eF59s8by6LtPLT3NtBcmLTn_DiliTM9MaCMN50-8MB7rEHiTwwRtse0/s640/233.JPG" width="518" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>One thing that I have thought was a Blessing with the Economic downturn is that it has brought many back to the basics and Necessity is after all the Mother of Invention.  In our disposable Society we had almost lost the Appreciation for Quality, Workmanship and what Lasts.   And lets face it, many Old Treasures that were no longer readily used by most households could be had reasonably and therefore were Economically a better choice for Budget conscious peeps or those Going Green.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>   </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFWmiuaunD0aZ2MOr5Z27KXiNmMg04_9VCS32iC9gPPp6EF5-Za_oW8XZ5MkoeFq48s6h2w940hmeZkRaBbR5I2pfNPEpSbavb1UGRy2vAPeOTu3562KcOEEa1AYjRy8gM5eB_m29qwAI/s1600/144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFWmiuaunD0aZ2MOr5Z27KXiNmMg04_9VCS32iC9gPPp6EF5-Za_oW8XZ5MkoeFq48s6h2w940hmeZkRaBbR5I2pfNPEpSbavb1UGRy2vAPeOTu3562KcOEEa1AYjRy8gM5eB_m29qwAI/s640/144.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Yes, I personally choose to see a Silver Lining inside of every Cloud, because there usually is one if you look intently and Meditate upon it to Reveal the Mixed Blessing that it often is. </em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidVSAIcYs3rSA-ECrwKLyNUDaIIWcinsbkuW1UvPodexQwOl0KPny1yNUGNO2yJ-1K0SVFQbqXprWPtRy1fWz5Ro5QWHLo9MafOYOvAre2HcTTu_a7hnabO23AX_ZMzvXf1JI3E55US4g/s1600/177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidVSAIcYs3rSA-ECrwKLyNUDaIIWcinsbkuW1UvPodexQwOl0KPny1yNUGNO2yJ-1K0SVFQbqXprWPtRy1fWz5Ro5QWHLo9MafOYOvAre2HcTTu_a7hnabO23AX_ZMzvXf1JI3E55US4g/s640/177.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And I do Hope you all are Richly Blessed this Holiday Season and Cherish who you Love and what you Love in Celebration of Life!!!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVrNEW5COyK5AP0bnT_4tal5K3mps8qVhvqtmWB9r4a2ieldChodx0kWlEYhc7bddzvSGo_rE88AwPG8R5wuD9Nyn2xm2f4vyywbUz6niJNZCe1P4gwSu2Hau0IINzuyABlQc20hWr6Ic/s1600/173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVrNEW5COyK5AP0bnT_4tal5K3mps8qVhvqtmWB9r4a2ieldChodx0kWlEYhc7bddzvSGo_rE88AwPG8R5wuD9Nyn2xm2f4vyywbUz6niJNZCe1P4gwSu2Hau0IINzuyABlQc20hWr6Ic/s640/173.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>Happy Thanksgiving from the Arizona Desert... 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