Images Of A Merry Christmas From The Arizona Desert

<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/AVvXsEg676CnD_GIV-eFiaV9KT4vgkSLRuYd7GVH3v_YCiHNYbpx0X6xXS1Zkut6gaFDnDcL3jQRha-CoeFYQjd8Mc0ENWSQQR-8B4YYJnnbdcosmmAc75k2asF_6_eBAWwlZQy2MkoaQG0TN2U/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg676CnD_GIV-eFiaV9KT4vgkSLRuYd7GVH3v_YCiHNYbpx0X6xXS1Zkut6gaFDnDcL3jQRha-CoeFYQjd8Mc0ENWSQQR-8B4YYJnnbdcosmmAc75k2asF_6_eBAWwlZQy2MkoaQG0TN2U/s640/001.JPG" width="516" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="color: #cc0000;">Merry Christmas</span></strong> my 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/AVvXsEhwSrSzP6LVpebNf2404KamyA7WXKVe81pNbCF4a08rWd326koVSWjvWZ_OfE5kJaFAoiCURvMZ2n4_-7S6ZGCQYOOdXoUYuMo35KKn9GPTp1OQvffGXXUUBZDbU0xm1iakVV9hs7PaXpQ/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="544" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwSrSzP6LVpebNf2404KamyA7WXKVe81pNbCF4a08rWd326koVSWjvWZ_OfE5kJaFAoiCURvMZ2n4_-7S6ZGCQYOOdXoUYuMo35KKn9GPTp1OQvffGXXUUBZDbU0xm1iakVV9hs7PaXpQ/s640/002.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Hey, believe it or not The Man and I had the Perfect Gift this Morning... Prince R's Dad agreed to take both of the G-Kids for Christmas so we have Bohemian Valhalla all to ourselves!  Listen... can you hear it... Peace, Tranquility, Silence!  {Insert sounds of Crickets... LOL}  They'll be having a big time with Prince R's Paternal Relatives and we'll be reveling in the Respite and having Quality Time 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/AVvXsEjbTiOpY9Em60X1su7rrlwHQmDo-lxxxgzPiXqxd4bIgUJcfkK9SWpUiJjeHFuzqCFSh6EUe4Ayua1jaFO4SE440ZJBagfmafLvu8shNHaQNlFUzbpkbY5w-0wGBmfJDS9quiN0-kXZOGM/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="530" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbTiOpY9Em60X1su7rrlwHQmDo-lxxxgzPiXqxd4bIgUJcfkK9SWpUiJjeHFuzqCFSh6EUe4Ayua1jaFO4SE440ZJBagfmafLvu8shNHaQNlFUzbpkbY5w-0wGBmfJDS9quiN0-kXZOGM/s640/007.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>The Son and his Family will come by again Tonight... and take us out to Dinner... we so Enjoy spending Time with them since they're the only ones who live close enough to see during almost every Holiday.</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/AVvXsEhNOvZnmjfwMGtBpXRKUNfTTHsrV_F1srk1waY09XUWlg1KZoq4_sCpQawEc3UyG-LQv7Wjl9bgunbkgAPFUbODNL-e4vl1I0aGPK_qWc58NCIE-k5bkchNBkS57Myonu6zcQQtL7QhcCc/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNOvZnmjfwMGtBpXRKUNfTTHsrV_F1srk1waY09XUWlg1KZoq4_sCpQawEc3UyG-LQv7Wjl9bgunbkgAPFUbODNL-e4vl1I0aGPK_qWc58NCIE-k5bkchNBkS57Myonu6zcQQtL7QhcCc/s640/006.JPG" width="498" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>It's always Great during the Holidays to get together with Family and Friends if you can... and have that healthy Balance of some Quality Time with just the two of us as well.  </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/AVvXsEi3Mk9fmVCau6hCjoxR9ntA2gCJfmkQXsjyZ_cHoTCVS1VM_f2y2qdGXiQ7Bm4KPXQYYBdyiUg2gqwpXyjqTHJ7KrpQGO0mIPl2WjAoN5ZoB1cxuX7HyAWwTZSxHV7hPnoNPNXb9BS7X4c/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Mk9fmVCau6hCjoxR9ntA2gCJfmkQXsjyZ_cHoTCVS1VM_f2y2qdGXiQ7Bm4KPXQYYBdyiUg2gqwpXyjqTHJ7KrpQGO0mIPl2WjAoN5ZoB1cxuX7HyAWwTZSxHV7hPnoNPNXb9BS7X4c/s640/005.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>Though I'm sure after a few days we will probably miss the Clomp Clomp Shuffle Clomp of Princess T Prancing around in Gramma's Gypsy Cowgirl Boots.  *LOL*  It's like putting a Flamingo in Boots, that Kid is all legs and my weren't we Pink this day?!  *Winks*</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/AVvXsEgnTqplIWOv1ulG1IXVIpEdqFfXTJLNqCAu0UW41KLB5r6CYAbTtMJfBFI7Eo40Zw02qxE4eLxl4gD0gRWE4yTrmGh8joBRoyjHBLDLDoMpZRZCTsyrNPfl0sVF73t0wPxM4wHbG-jHJQw/s1600/083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="530" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnTqplIWOv1ulG1IXVIpEdqFfXTJLNqCAu0UW41KLB5r6CYAbTtMJfBFI7Eo40Zw02qxE4eLxl4gD0gRWE4yTrmGh8joBRoyjHBLDLDoMpZRZCTsyrNPfl0sVF73t0wPxM4wHbG-jHJQw/s640/083.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>The Son and his Girl also found some Coffee at the Asian Market her Aunt owns that has my Mom's Name on it... so we'll be shipping that to Cali as soon as the Holiday Rush is over at the Post Office... Nanna will flip over this!   </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/AVvXsEhl1vKapvHlVwrVqU2F8KX-eFzuGz9Nt5NkioQsL0ZRKdYtb539sbjgYiWc8HvspPPqtzG3aOc2Cfzv8JtihU6aHrEIE4xFuBjMvmCcsmI_3on-omIQ30lKBjBT-VqVOIDWjAPZZsHuuz0/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl1vKapvHlVwrVqU2F8KX-eFzuGz9Nt5NkioQsL0ZRKdYtb539sbjgYiWc8HvspPPqtzG3aOc2Cfzv8JtihU6aHrEIE4xFuBjMvmCcsmI_3on-omIQ30lKBjBT-VqVOIDWjAPZZsHuuz0/s640/034.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>This was definitely a Hello Kitty and Monster High kinda Christmas for Princess T.</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/AVvXsEjMiygKzHvcgLMIvY3SsiZQAw5rTS-s7ARFOkbEhdpUrTfFuFl3xh1NjjZmwywd_URLiw-DC_O-lepe9Gi3ciUNiy4ESvkH8HEKBKnqfm8eyHuQwM_nuAzhKe3eE5zy9ValdNB7vJ-pd1s/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/AVvXsEjMiygKzHvcgLMIvY3SsiZQAw5rTS-s7ARFOkbEhdpUrTfFuFl3xh1NjjZmwywd_URLiw-DC_O-lepe9Gi3ciUNiy4ESvkH8HEKBKnqfm8eyHuQwM_nuAzhKe3eE5zy9ValdNB7vJ-pd1s/s640/038.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Her Brother and his Dad picked out the Perfect Winter Hat for her, she Adores it and wore it to the ER last Night and slept in it once she got Home.  *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/AVvXsEh2HjGEV69huquh5MRsW2MD0AB2edsjn0szVyWHxNQ79QVOmGjM98pD1kHjDXJTIIkCiYuG3q0YraUOZCpfZVAmvUMqg0zdT4TkCAVdc8QRarXZAjiycNB-GYG8Zz2LnlFRDfTLL-yC95E/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2HjGEV69huquh5MRsW2MD0AB2edsjn0szVyWHxNQ79QVOmGjM98pD1kHjDXJTIIkCiYuG3q0YraUOZCpfZVAmvUMqg0zdT4TkCAVdc8QRarXZAjiycNB-GYG8Zz2LnlFRDfTLL-yC95E/s640/037.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>For Prince R it was definitely a Pokemon and Beyblade kinda Christmas.  And we worked out a Gypsy Trade that was mutually beneficial.  With the G-Kid Force Trading Gramma one of their Nooks {with the cracked screen after having been dropped numerous times by a Certain Princess} for the Laptop I got for my Birthday and never figured out how to even turn on.  *LOL*  They'll get more use out of it than me and all I ever wanted was to listen to 'Pandora' anyway... and they've got the Nook already loaded with my Fav Selection of Andrew Sisters Era Tunes.  *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/AVvXsEggARUdpui8iJ0Yscw20aPuMXR0322zcB-F2SdFJNeaOOz-4I1iTW3O2mvpQ8wRqM4HPWxyKyh2F4Kev_eql60yp1fjjmAjwiTenLaFVc1-WnsO5tM-bN2GQpugG5ByQxw37Up9mqjYrxk/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/AVvXsEggARUdpui8iJ0Yscw20aPuMXR0322zcB-F2SdFJNeaOOz-4I1iTW3O2mvpQ8wRqM4HPWxyKyh2F4Kev_eql60yp1fjjmAjwiTenLaFVc1-WnsO5tM-bN2GQpugG5ByQxw37Up9mqjYrxk/s640/020.JPG" width="514" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>We also had a Christmas Eve Day Luncheon at The Olde Spaghetti Factory in Phoenix.</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/AVvXsEhzi1sNLjvdkfEGnjCsGmmXtpMyOW25gExme5AUiNSuEfxvlPbdfgwnDMsx2fVTa16WpR710jG-xD-faylIrMQAn1iU6y8A2Jl8JJnGdq6arnVd-WxHu55_irfBqupmdt2R8KaMGygOF0w/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/AVvXsEhzi1sNLjvdkfEGnjCsGmmXtpMyOW25gExme5AUiNSuEfxvlPbdfgwnDMsx2fVTa16WpR710jG-xD-faylIrMQAn1iU6y8A2Jl8JJnGdq6arnVd-WxHu55_irfBqupmdt2R8KaMGygOF0w/s640/025.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I just Love that place and have been Patronizing it since the very early Seventies.</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/AVvXsEiUnYGKzp-qnZNWfZ1i6VuNJ73X6MswmC7d0V1b85PDN6By40o61tBJ-f7T2xLbFGQCKr8ugshqKsOA5E6W2nRuUSwGb_rLnxrPtVR__gWZsw5Az23WvaYaAVn1prTPsU53DhsWrI1QeN8/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/AVvXsEiUnYGKzp-qnZNWfZ1i6VuNJ73X6MswmC7d0V1b85PDN6By40o61tBJ-f7T2xLbFGQCKr8ugshqKsOA5E6W2nRuUSwGb_rLnxrPtVR__gWZsw5Az23WvaYaAVn1prTPsU53DhsWrI1QeN8/s640/026.JPG" width="632" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>The Young Prince actually was Agreeable and Cooperative to being Photographed for a change and kept his Teen Angst and Attitude in check for most of the Holidays.  *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/AVvXsEiSDQAqrSPKiMMK6sAicXVblm0XRvkclqoKxG9PACY8w7kO_WO1bVJig-Ia6gqs6lcxDtn_uekvjgOEPaMXoXG-Nwtzou3pA3LWymZb3KEg2USgXkJOuVNeQeTF7xTQTShjPjr655FgbmQ/s1600/051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="638" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSDQAqrSPKiMMK6sAicXVblm0XRvkclqoKxG9PACY8w7kO_WO1bVJig-Ia6gqs6lcxDtn_uekvjgOEPaMXoXG-Nwtzou3pA3LWymZb3KEg2USgXkJOuVNeQeTF7xTQTShjPjr655FgbmQ/s640/051.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And besides, how can I stay upset with him even on his difficult days when he takes such a Thoughtful approach to helping his Dad pick out just the Perfect Gifts for Family!</em><br /><em></em><br /><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/AVvXsEgQ4Swag2j4gUIxcF5q3btkc31Yr4Pu0lWPwmuw3OpVTdtModz5ainFgeb7mBC-bbx08AseSxx5fZmfELIpS8lj4QJLVMiHvrhTEi4n1aAMAFiLp5VACgOafFzXN_uiKnMtmgfS_-Hckxc/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="508" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ4Swag2j4gUIxcF5q3btkc31Yr4Pu0lWPwmuw3OpVTdtModz5ainFgeb7mBC-bbx08AseSxx5fZmfELIpS8lj4QJLVMiHvrhTEi4n1aAMAFiLp5VACgOafFzXN_uiKnMtmgfS_-Hckxc/s640/050.JPG" width="640" /></a></div> </div><div align="center"><br /><em>And always Gives ALL he's got from the Heart... he Surprised me with his Favorite Lucky Jade Frog that he really Cherished, Gifting it to me because he knew how much I Loved it too.  Yes... I Cried! </em><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIxCSSi0ERCeZmS13inK5LTFl_Dxxnx6O4Pb5MFB-L9CDj5C9JMhs2Dmdgkc940Fz-M6u70ycwoXxXlAcflymZGFzxTV_aMhKykRp_bQKP2IJFkAWj0hVRaslrOQbSX9MPSA320ylxSck/s1600/1393310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIxCSSi0ERCeZmS13inK5LTFl_Dxxnx6O4Pb5MFB-L9CDj5C9JMhs2Dmdgkc940Fz-M6u70ycwoXxXlAcflymZGFzxTV_aMhKykRp_bQKP2IJFkAWj0hVRaslrOQbSX9MPSA320ylxSck/s640/1393310.JPG" width="560" /></a></div><br /> <em>And Princess T Touched Gramma's Heart equally with her most Generous Personal Sacrificial Gift of her Dia de los Muertos Monster High Doll since she knew Gramma Loved this one as much as she did.  Yeah, it was a weepy Christmas for Gramma Dawn for sure!  *Smiles*</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/AVvXsEin4BEa29UuUljM5_r8FLRQFHGCknC7YjQi2WUdqERLwYB-oPyE5yR2zup0IflMib9Fx251Dm4Qj_IQx0zycXvlsmyLwPPYtnHB8ITzFw7qq6ZroqTbkJxLCBWaDb7KScHiS9J7Y2revV8/s1600/052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin4BEa29UuUljM5_r8FLRQFHGCknC7YjQi2WUdqERLwYB-oPyE5yR2zup0IflMib9Fx251Dm4Qj_IQx0zycXvlsmyLwPPYtnHB8ITzFw7qq6ZroqTbkJxLCBWaDb7KScHiS9J7Y2revV8/s640/052.JPG" width="444" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Yes, Gramma Adored the Gangsta Marilyn Monroe uber soft Throw you picked out for me.  Funny Story, he told me that he said to his Dad, "I don't know who this is, but I just know my Gramma LOVES her!"   *LOL*  WHAT!!!!  Shocking!!!  Doesn't EVERYONE know from every Generation who the Iconic Marilyn is!?!  *Smiles*  He conceded that Yes, she is HOT... tho' he probably thinks she actually did have Kat Von D Style Flash?!  *Winks*  It matches the Couture Tanktop that my Friend Angela Created for me earlier this year! </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/AVvXsEhTOsHADoSwj8mO5xHg6d-HgmPvM1YxjFveBQEq-e9kEu-VBmcW0DQQ9S10du0VNkmLIvryiTZ3YblAVoScHyjpQjMpkNFfzWgwpYuM5DQWkZvaC1RhyphenhyphenDqiSeQwVKnOy-tQcfKW2z2CD-8/s1600/049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTOsHADoSwj8mO5xHg6d-HgmPvM1YxjFveBQEq-e9kEu-VBmcW0DQQ9S10du0VNkmLIvryiTZ3YblAVoScHyjpQjMpkNFfzWgwpYuM5DQWkZvaC1RhyphenhyphenDqiSeQwVKnOy-tQcfKW2z2CD-8/s640/049.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 style="text-align: center;"> <em>Now.. tho' he did beg for Candies all Christmas long... The Man looks less than Thrilled huh? I thought he'd be more Thrilled...  so I guess a Trip to Cabelas is in order after Christmas to get a more Thrilled countenance and that glazed over look to his eyes... tho' granted he dove into that Candy like nobody's business... I don't think there's any left and I'm pretty sure he's in a Sugar Coma right now and has a Sugar Blaze look to his eyes?  *LOL*</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUdsOyhIeiVC2motFkVe__81XvMY19WdviAvDsBOCAQK-qrBHhQ5P-JxnB9T_s30R2iDonL2CQvETt2ZYkbnxfn5CI3FYxxQIFmVH8RpehmGNNHZOWyDYbUffmrkdiYmhvWWe1ArnNVw4/s1600/060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUdsOyhIeiVC2motFkVe__81XvMY19WdviAvDsBOCAQK-qrBHhQ5P-JxnB9T_s30R2iDonL2CQvETt2ZYkbnxfn5CI3FYxxQIFmVH8RpehmGNNHZOWyDYbUffmrkdiYmhvWWe1ArnNVw4/s640/060.JPG" width="566" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Oh, almost forgot to Show you the Marilyn Pin that came with my Awesome Throw!</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/AVvXsEjVNyPNp_kskiu96-uEGpopzNsGzaIcX-5VJsJUbTohxS-1V7coV_ALVPykjUjVBBuk8h1f_4y7AP1c_3o-9Xjs-I2Y7eTbYDmiPdhYpRDwX5Bv5kTtPtzqBHS-lTOrpXkD3oBjdwG10P8/s1600/1472020_1436564959891752_260646595_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVNyPNp_kskiu96-uEGpopzNsGzaIcX-5VJsJUbTohxS-1V7coV_ALVPykjUjVBBuk8h1f_4y7AP1c_3o-9Xjs-I2Y7eTbYDmiPdhYpRDwX5Bv5kTtPtzqBHS-lTOrpXkD3oBjdwG10P8/s640/1472020_1436564959891752_260646595_n.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And of coarse we have our own Hot Mamacitas in this Familia... and here's some new Images of just some of them I received this Christmas... the Great-Grand-Daughter...</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/AVvXsEhhUYHrhFyt7Vu55g-TG5OC1sajI_JQ8DdrohXyeSjhmQZmx4aLWQpStn7gfTeYLk8-GDWrzkR9fpWe61yUgpl9XTjgzBRHvLsNzqhqVvUgSpSsdGN7418hWzGDaLEn75lbH-YjFruxgeY/s1600/1474392_1436564486558466_405840658_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhUYHrhFyt7Vu55g-TG5OC1sajI_JQ8DdrohXyeSjhmQZmx4aLWQpStn7gfTeYLk8-GDWrzkR9fpWe61yUgpl9XTjgzBRHvLsNzqhqVvUgSpSsdGN7418hWzGDaLEn75lbH-YjFruxgeY/s640/1474392_1436564486558466_405840658_n.jpg" width="504" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And her Hot Mama, our Oldest Grand-Daughter, Princess Nenita.  Yeah, she don't look like she just had a Baby does she?!!   I think I used my Kiddos as a handy Excuse for being out of shape for YEARS!   And now I'm using the G-Kid Force as my Excuse.  *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/AVvXsEighYnJdPYAn0YOabTsslj_ypxKLF6VYiXaaioNmgWgsSG1vR6BJAEuU9-XwaJ2qsMkciTImPLjVaX6buf3_1kxDcLVxQu_HpDvzevXXDGVA3Q4XXgd_ooqqWaUHDYG59rCWvOjeGPOEMM/s1600/1497630_10152631853616996_1702950220_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEighYnJdPYAn0YOabTsslj_ypxKLF6VYiXaaioNmgWgsSG1vR6BJAEuU9-XwaJ2qsMkciTImPLjVaX6buf3_1kxDcLVxQu_HpDvzevXXDGVA3Q4XXgd_ooqqWaUHDYG59rCWvOjeGPOEMM/s640/1497630_10152631853616996_1702950220_n.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And here's the Matriarchal Hot Mama of the Family... my Beautiful Mom, with my Little Bro'... it always makes me Smile to call him my LITTLE Bro' since he's a strapping six foot four towering way over me and strong as an Ox!  *LOL*  And damn, Mom is looking so Youthful that soon they'll be mistaking her for our Big Sis dontcha think??!!?!?</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/AVvXsEiKk0iKXh673_TTZhdYnQSZHxXocRV1tPtRN6_XETZmtsmMTzIJmFE9yTMIT_LcYuO03xj4Gg6BfExJ9YiPRyBYoRAsiCepLNqCQgnf7-4RbvJOLTACag-BxltYgkGutceazxENceyV6tw/s1600/1472924_10152631855741996_787540519_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="614" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKk0iKXh673_TTZhdYnQSZHxXocRV1tPtRN6_XETZmtsmMTzIJmFE9yTMIT_LcYuO03xj4Gg6BfExJ9YiPRyBYoRAsiCepLNqCQgnf7-4RbvJOLTACag-BxltYgkGutceazxENceyV6tw/s640/1472924_10152631855741996_787540519_n.jpg" width="640" /></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>It really gives me a Peace to see her looking so Good and being so Happy with the Placement at the Nursing Home in Cali where she lives and has now made so many Friends.  We'd always prefer to take Family in and have them live with one of us if possible, unless we absolutely cannot meet them at their point of need, so it was a difficult transition for all of us when that was no longer possible with Mom.   My Lil Bro' visits her almost every day tho' and Volunteers regularly at the Facility she lives at... all the Old Ladies LOVE him!  *Winks*</em></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1kRjTsbZj5McP4UawELL62c3BVhJr1MKYspy2sAwZNlfRBdrjyRRvlYOmx_rBKdEG65LabLEkZsCwJTU2MjPBb59hjKGeeHdXA5n-oF2gT9FyOSLtpP1r9zQsTTHoo7ORBZiT24P6UCM/s1600/960262_10152631856381996_115575866_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1kRjTsbZj5McP4UawELL62c3BVhJr1MKYspy2sAwZNlfRBdrjyRRvlYOmx_rBKdEG65LabLEkZsCwJTU2MjPBb59hjKGeeHdXA5n-oF2gT9FyOSLtpP1r9zQsTTHoo7ORBZiT24P6UCM/s640/960262_10152631856381996_115575866_n.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Notice Nanna's Mani?  My Bro' said she does all her own Mani's still and changes the Color EVERY DAY!!!   *LOL*  That is so like my Mom... and I Guess she gives many of her Friends there Mani's too... this Boheme' Gal is still Rockin' it well into her Eighties!</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/AVvXsEhgEAlakx7cYeMki1AebAHAG_TDM1wSMM-Ll2ptNfnR694Bl-MYS_3obmqMW4tIBkG1vVbU-fGA2yUgtjl0UYZmvgygWOeklcn6CFbR4_X_XMr31STPt9gkGcmrLBsMTaeZNMxTj6T4dq8/s1600/1457670_570623696358332_1725389889_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgEAlakx7cYeMki1AebAHAG_TDM1wSMM-Ll2ptNfnR694Bl-MYS_3obmqMW4tIBkG1vVbU-fGA2yUgtjl0UYZmvgygWOeklcn6CFbR4_X_XMr31STPt9gkGcmrLBsMTaeZNMxTj6T4dq8/s640/1457670_570623696358332_1725389889_n.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And my Childhood BFF in Texas is totally Inspiring me for 2014 because she's now lost Sixty-Nine Pounds and looks Absolutely Mahvelous Darlink!  {Said in my best Billy Crystal Impression!}  And believe me she's as Beautiful on the Inside as she is on the Exterior, she's my Big Sis!</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/AVvXsEjvpILG3xa1V7p4ojbKUxcW5vXwVmSePO-3Ft_cF6H7pC1h8Agq2LgbFuqWcH7-YG-FoWBL6xQSTl7JDSXCI-8022Y2KjMnSfZuVe5P_nFAlavgO-UiCSu47-UUQRHBQ81Xvpv4kcXDN3c/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="548" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvpILG3xa1V7p4ojbKUxcW5vXwVmSePO-3Ft_cF6H7pC1h8Agq2LgbFuqWcH7-YG-FoWBL6xQSTl7JDSXCI-8022Y2KjMnSfZuVe5P_nFAlavgO-UiCSu47-UUQRHBQ81Xvpv4kcXDN3c/s640/003.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And here's our Oldest Daughter and her Beautiful Family, along with the Great-Grandpuppy *Smiles*... LOVED that they had the main Christmas Pix done in Sepia Tones to match my Holiday Palette for this Christmas!!!</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/AVvXsEjHZhZ4VCBfXLkqXPRuzDTo2moUvV-VP9Wf6QW_Ci4d_SOaWgJ0OgN5GWy3sMGS4sC5cegrQd98sKitCCAL6tFQePZTTrNpsj9nYgrBmEqP_M74DeDIHJ3R0PksafzEXLbDLAhKEeLsNJc/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="556" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHZhZ4VCBfXLkqXPRuzDTo2moUvV-VP9Wf6QW_Ci4d_SOaWgJ0OgN5GWy3sMGS4sC5cegrQd98sKitCCAL6tFQePZTTrNpsj9nYgrBmEqP_M74DeDIHJ3R0PksafzEXLbDLAhKEeLsNJc/s640/004.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>The Oldest of the G-Daughters, Princess K, also made a Holiday Postcard for Gramma and Grandpa... she and her Boyfriend now have their own place... damn, my Kids are getting their Kids raised and out of the house quicker than their Dad and I can get all the Kiddos in the house raised and out... SO NOT FAIR!!!  *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/AVvXsEhlBJ2eWfsOk2ZS2YvgW6Roj0tkMqqpPoVnoM7lLprJQv2pHR27k1Z3s6VgdrwpEMwfIz9mCEf63yMLnosZ-XVOa-wukVLBQSIJE2Vu1j5bo4YogssidseMoEWlgXxJ8XB4I-4YTQNFw3g/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlBJ2eWfsOk2ZS2YvgW6Roj0tkMqqpPoVnoM7lLprJQv2pHR27k1Z3s6VgdrwpEMwfIz9mCEf63yMLnosZ-XVOa-wukVLBQSIJE2Vu1j5bo4YogssidseMoEWlgXxJ8XB4I-4YTQNFw3g/s640/005.JPG" width="552" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Yes... the G-Kids are all growing up into Beautiful Young Women so quickly, where has the Time gone?!?</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/AVvXsEiEwdV6qzYt7jYJ-lVk0b4I7htP9qCjLXmryQjaepby5lBNY03oZU3DyZJYTs4UM77YJZdlmU0x08Ksy4B37YTYS690TKjAZ7ol0VsqC_3PL78MFFxwW7i8GoYg3khKuLsPzrY_grXzAZM/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEwdV6qzYt7jYJ-lVk0b4I7htP9qCjLXmryQjaepby5lBNY03oZU3DyZJYTs4UM77YJZdlmU0x08Ksy4B37YTYS690TKjAZ7ol0VsqC_3PL78MFFxwW7i8GoYg3khKuLsPzrY_grXzAZM/s640/007.JPG" width="534" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><em>Here's the two Younger Sisters, Princess N and Princess MacK.</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/AVvXsEjTg-WiH09gJlzkCmfxLjyHatI2eZnZZT9_fYoUl0QHjkiRVxY2QMQ4Yp2fZk8DjdYfSzCFt78Jtv2asgwxZjcL1jJl1bHS_RAF2mDXMTrGpw1SJ7RiGIQ0sinClMcspNz2ckQKmnM6u8s/s1600/1380472_591042777627531_705991802_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTg-WiH09gJlzkCmfxLjyHatI2eZnZZT9_fYoUl0QHjkiRVxY2QMQ4Yp2fZk8DjdYfSzCFt78Jtv2asgwxZjcL1jJl1bHS_RAF2mDXMTrGpw1SJ7RiGIQ0sinClMcspNz2ckQKmnM6u8s/s640/1380472_591042777627531_705991802_n.jpg" width="508" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And our Son-In-Law in Mexico Thrilled us with brand new Images of the Youngest three Grandbabies that live South of the border.   These are also some of the Younger Siblings of the G-Kid Force.  This is the Princess M.  Who looks the MOST like her Mama, our Younger Daughter.</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/AVvXsEhei0vD_hhwlU5G_e7XqnTDeymb8ePWCTRlsqyCSS9orX5Kgv-JCZOu_sEKEYoFApgPnZqm8HWzgUT9MA_PnG2EpXsihpbwXQVkH6gbj4y2PRBnufPUiEIy0JamQW3TQf-Rt6D2dfnwoRg/s1600/1377243_591042787627530_575344100_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhei0vD_hhwlU5G_e7XqnTDeymb8ePWCTRlsqyCSS9orX5Kgv-JCZOu_sEKEYoFApgPnZqm8HWzgUT9MA_PnG2EpXsihpbwXQVkH6gbj4y2PRBnufPUiEIy0JamQW3TQf-Rt6D2dfnwoRg/s640/1377243_591042787627530_575344100_n.jpg" width="616" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Granted, the Younger Daughter seems like she Cloned ALL of her Kiddos since they each look so much like her... but Princess M looks Identical to The Daughter with the exception of having my Color Grey-Blue Eyes rather than her Mama's Dark eyes.</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/AVvXsEii4ZryOEwgarKo_f2iMUHBOCedqTARwPhbcA8lpvJlZMpjOms-w36wzFKPTydk4HH8n2vVwm4HttZEtlck9Gew3qrmP60HmEK4nM6aZlDaPf-CAaUFbIQf3X8HJwLAnemsnr5ZE5AP8S0/s1600/1377352_591042770960865_281890411_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii4ZryOEwgarKo_f2iMUHBOCedqTARwPhbcA8lpvJlZMpjOms-w36wzFKPTydk4HH8n2vVwm4HttZEtlck9Gew3qrmP60HmEK4nM6aZlDaPf-CAaUFbIQf3X8HJwLAnemsnr5ZE5AP8S0/s640/1377352_591042770960865_281890411_n.jpg" width="506" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Images like this make me cry and miss my Daughter so very much because it takes me back in Time to when she was this Age and before she wasn't Well.  But she has Blessed us with so many Beautiful Grandchildren and that is always the Best Gift we are most Thankful for each Christmas... Family and having a large one.</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/AVvXsEg9gclYtuB80izcEn13R-ovfKkqyTwOiZzLnozIeOTiLJedqoZ-RSxRhlpSYJU0_a1P3HicfPX6FBOfJ589CJkfiaB2Tvcqtxq0hUETRVhMXeXHQWeCt3AsYk5whjimb1OsL2lY-VPFgPk/s1600/1375747_591042767627532_1257501279_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9gclYtuB80izcEn13R-ovfKkqyTwOiZzLnozIeOTiLJedqoZ-RSxRhlpSYJU0_a1P3HicfPX6FBOfJ589CJkfiaB2Tvcqtxq0hUETRVhMXeXHQWeCt3AsYk5whjimb1OsL2lY-VPFgPk/s640/1375747_591042767627532_1257501279_n.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>Yep... here's yet another one of the Youngest Daughter's Beautiful Babies... the Youngest one of the brood, Princess N.</em></div><div align="center"> </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/AVvXsEhGjXbRgYVmT__IqTdOecFcO9kuelZsGqWWgcf1eOLaUrBg26vgfeN0jkmWbRZ_2kO69RUFgVG-iLY7b6m4doZ7o60LvifFfqs9Cl_lxcixTwvvV3h4GUB118SFbGRNHk3u_o21uAn_bzM/s1600/1384376_591042764294199_445215750_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGjXbRgYVmT__IqTdOecFcO9kuelZsGqWWgcf1eOLaUrBg26vgfeN0jkmWbRZ_2kO69RUFgVG-iLY7b6m4doZ7o60LvifFfqs9Cl_lxcixTwvvV3h4GUB118SFbGRNHk3u_o21uAn_bzM/s640/1384376_591042764294199_445215750_n.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>This one is definitely Daddy's Girl and our Son-In-Law confesses that she's got him wrapped around her little finger!  *Smiles*  He's such a Good Daddy.</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/AVvXsEhrZUBemNMwKcZrF3oxN6BZbLYtT2iX5CjUwGh5847Bc-2NOWbqBMHT-dhAmwuJvhekH5Z7UGeK-VQ8NZ0Qo4LtCyXFtKnOxTAjBfWF3hHZtmfDkTX-jO3U_dR5zBhFNse-lIw64aRL7TI/s1600/1393309_591042960960846_1124372038_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrZUBemNMwKcZrF3oxN6BZbLYtT2iX5CjUwGh5847Bc-2NOWbqBMHT-dhAmwuJvhekH5Z7UGeK-VQ8NZ0Qo4LtCyXFtKnOxTAjBfWF3hHZtmfDkTX-jO3U_dR5zBhFNse-lIw64aRL7TI/s640/1393309_591042960960846_1124372038_n.jpg" width="528" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And here's the Oldest of the Trio in Mexico, the Lovely Princess R, who is said to have as much Attitude as her Big Sis Princess T!  *LOL*  Yep, Gramma Maria certainly has her hands full!</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/AVvXsEjU_7niNxjRa3DhyphenhyphenoMRzsyzr5YhCfJ4L7Hk8Wqt7LPsoiAr82_3F4NgKAHfToGiC94_hyphenhyphenoxyt9TzkYXYqNRGYAgej7QcDrTDvnd103-8cQFwreUtzn1g6WNFIhmBHa68PAQp7yGjYHb6g4/s1600/857430_591042854294190_1396268668_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU_7niNxjRa3DhyphenhyphenoMRzsyzr5YhCfJ4L7Hk8Wqt7LPsoiAr82_3F4NgKAHfToGiC94_hyphenhyphenoxyt9TzkYXYqNRGYAgej7QcDrTDvnd103-8cQFwreUtzn1g6WNFIhmBHa68PAQp7yGjYHb6g4/s640/857430_591042854294190_1396268668_o.jpg" width="614" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I was so Delighted to get so many new Images of the Girls since they don't get Photographed too often.   Gramma Maria probably Created each of the Beautiful Ensembles they're wearing, she's a Superb Designer and Seamstress and can whip Beautiful Wardrobe out so fast that I'm gobsmacked!</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/AVvXsEjaWTIVL4Jy4ryaVqPoOLy3VFqcdFinUWEvpWbxhPYWyThcQWaEYNiMNfDlEHIpG9bj5MxnwiwbpHfp8HQXn-sLCnqOZx-fEA-2VJeSbuMZT-uGU4FB4tJCRqAYpujwX9MbfXV8Ouhyphenhyphen4Ho/s1600/886401_591042857627523_337274641_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="590" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaWTIVL4Jy4ryaVqPoOLy3VFqcdFinUWEvpWbxhPYWyThcQWaEYNiMNfDlEHIpG9bj5MxnwiwbpHfp8HQXn-sLCnqOZx-fEA-2VJeSbuMZT-uGU4FB4tJCRqAYpujwX9MbfXV8Ouhyphenhyphen4Ho/s640/886401_591042857627523_337274641_o.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>Brave too... to give the Girls Red Popsicles in those Gorgeous Dresses!  *LOL*</em></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiBCfZfw5Z1xk5bJvWePCyHskecrPC5ihtGPeMISZW9JwRH-5HiowG61NwMXQlP7R3eggYnIrtwqYGV864la5hMqSbRTLI15ql3wMfVrR6tgTIae0sWu_CDhoUxZn7Ya4lalK43ByXrMk/s1600/1273270_591045190960623_1286192298_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="574" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiBCfZfw5Z1xk5bJvWePCyHskecrPC5ihtGPeMISZW9JwRH-5HiowG61NwMXQlP7R3eggYnIrtwqYGV864la5hMqSbRTLI15ql3wMfVrR6tgTIae0sWu_CDhoUxZn7Ya4lalK43ByXrMk/s640/1273270_591045190960623_1286192298_o.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And here's their Daddy... in the Center.  We are so very Fortunate that all of our Children have expanded our Family with Spouses or Significant Others that we really like and have Welcomed into our Family for Life gladly.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Images Of A Merry Christmas From The Arizona Desert

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Holiday Parties, Sales And Parking Lot Flea Markets Oh My!

<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/AVvXsEj7obxSizHR_gRRtCLNeiYU2_8rhmtRebvdID_74KVs18u-sMNyfJ26d43I4VnQl1CEEdf9qNJHMqO7xipyYrwJ9_1vg6JuYv2RQJ10TYVLbBT4LZZCKshGKI0oIBd9sdCzaGnWfuH6mh4/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7obxSizHR_gRRtCLNeiYU2_8rhmtRebvdID_74KVs18u-sMNyfJ26d43I4VnQl1CEEdf9qNJHMqO7xipyYrwJ9_1vg6JuYv2RQJ10TYVLbBT4LZZCKshGKI0oIBd9sdCzaGnWfuH6mh4/s640/005.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I ain't gonna lie, with long Buffet Spreads of Holiday Foods and Confections and so many of our Friends present in one spot, I spent far more time eating and Socializing than Photographing all the Festivities!  *LOL*  Lucky for me my Friend Pamela takes her Job far more seriously and Beautifully covered the Events to Share here in the Land of Blog... it's always good to have Photography Backup, just in case, right?  *Winks*  So, many of the Images are Courtesy of Pamela's Faithfulness to bring you all along virtually and give me enough Visuals to actually Create a Post!  You can Thank her later... *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/AVvXsEiM-sBig6IFuf0WCqMQ1hA4dyn-0c5H6fZmvVLiwL3FtaI4mCFGV9B6M4UhYxmp2GnUOI2R_tVNwlH8WsnOK_AGhJzND7MfdOB5I5yJVm5sI_jfvpmyf2BUFlqecj50OZswzXc3jBoZGVw/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM-sBig6IFuf0WCqMQ1hA4dyn-0c5H6fZmvVLiwL3FtaI4mCFGV9B6M4UhYxmp2GnUOI2R_tVNwlH8WsnOK_AGhJzND7MfdOB5I5yJVm5sI_jfvpmyf2BUFlqecj50OZswzXc3jBoZGVw/s640/004.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I had to lead off with the one thing I haven't bought myself for Christmas but am totally Jonesin' for... this 1930's Seafoam Green Old Door!  *Swooning Lustfully after it, yes, we're definitely having a Forbidden Love Affair!*</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/AVvXsEhyJDNE4xCzGiQhJ6NnxNzqvM4GNL78cgjm7D3c3YakqmFclPB4K1sbrR40RE03p7gAFKzT6vA7qG4FZd3Fp2DjrfxD7bm_GpkaojQLSRdl_LPK8Zh7BiaEpffg4klX0KFAtWtNhGC3wFA/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyJDNE4xCzGiQhJ6NnxNzqvM4GNL78cgjm7D3c3YakqmFclPB4K1sbrR40RE03p7gAFKzT6vA7qG4FZd3Fp2DjrfxD7bm_GpkaojQLSRdl_LPK8Zh7BiaEpffg4klX0KFAtWtNhGC3wFA/s640/030.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>It's Okay though, The Man knows I have Forbidden Love Affairs with every Old Door I meet!  *LOL*  He had to stop on his way to the Holiday Party for me to Photograph it after all!  Since it intercepted us in the Loft Area on the way to the Buffet!  *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/AVvXsEhVYvaOKOpYmDOlDv_DI_WNBAR53R8RQHAvOwxZTD_7Mih83IGqtO2z8vCkB0XmxHIKlfgrdRD_bMOT9QoLh4p0qDkWOE5Xj10l3QBt8WXEoBcB-7HTTCvH9FGVTrIuO8SpfOYjTChT6Nc/s1600/549615_685995361445446_533802183_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVYvaOKOpYmDOlDv_DI_WNBAR53R8RQHAvOwxZTD_7Mih83IGqtO2z8vCkB0XmxHIKlfgrdRD_bMOT9QoLh4p0qDkWOE5Xj10l3QBt8WXEoBcB-7HTTCvH9FGVTrIuO8SpfOYjTChT6Nc/s640/549615_685995361445446_533802183_n.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <em>Source: My Friend Pamela</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>I really miss Working with my Friends as a Key Dealer.  Even though I only worked Part Time I looked forward to my Shifts, when you're doing something you Love then it's not like Work at all is it?  Granted, I still have my two Showrooms and that keeps me busy when I can get in there to Work them.</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3NEjIZvNEbTPS3OuxrpxWzkjwnLe7i-h9VvDA6a68VIT6Qk47MZ_fTMerL6mT1NjBGkqzdA0WjT7X3mHuuOuM_arqahsaBdWXnsjolHQIpzZEmARerjilsfeXKwi6N88RcIChe_N8j7g/s1600/1459319_685994931445489_1730917866_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3NEjIZvNEbTPS3OuxrpxWzkjwnLe7i-h9VvDA6a68VIT6Qk47MZ_fTMerL6mT1NjBGkqzdA0WjT7X3mHuuOuM_arqahsaBdWXnsjolHQIpzZEmARerjilsfeXKwi6N88RcIChe_N8j7g/s640/1459319_685994931445489_1730917866_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <em>Source: My Friend Pamela</em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>Of coarse I get to see all my Dealer Friends and Co-Workers when we have our Events.  The Christmas Party had a great turnout and we all had a Good Time.</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/AVvXsEg6xu2uda5KsQqF1c3CQOvtcuqbxj9z8jMotI0gB0A5yOVBfnbLr_G1dr7U95_LLVwDfD7S9mk9fip9fQuRWdyBZ2ISyiM-Nmx5GL5ZSH29fWCwDqeKFa9Z4gUBdfhVug01J2Rqo4dI5X0/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="592" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6xu2uda5KsQqF1c3CQOvtcuqbxj9z8jMotI0gB0A5yOVBfnbLr_G1dr7U95_LLVwDfD7S9mk9fip9fQuRWdyBZ2ISyiM-Nmx5GL5ZSH29fWCwDqeKFa9Z4gUBdfhVug01J2Rqo4dI5X0/s640/027.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And since she'd been behind the lens most of the Evening, I took some candid shots of my Friend Pamela and her Oldest Daughter in front of one of my Showrooms, both have Matching Identical Beautiful Sunny Smiles, like Mother, like Daughter!</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/AVvXsEhCBtJsq615EX5AHi0Ubhc9ljaa8QG6LEW20YZBGKhRpHCeK59SuvaIeBsGKdyTTTABMx_uGxp93ULfKt5EjEawEzIRYE7i47M-xIYwGC6MA2yl-kbTZtbFoIs0RB0ADIa2QOCHZkMMktQ/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCBtJsq615EX5AHi0Ubhc9ljaa8QG6LEW20YZBGKhRpHCeK59SuvaIeBsGKdyTTTABMx_uGxp93ULfKt5EjEawEzIRYE7i47M-xIYwGC6MA2yl-kbTZtbFoIs0RB0ADIa2QOCHZkMMktQ/s640/023.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Its so nice when all of our Families can get together during the Holidays at Events like these and Share Special Memories.  I find it difficult to Host Holiday Parties at Home nowadays like we used to, so this is the next best thing.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi28gPmqV0trvV3p7opZ0MGhGS9fe-6-hI6IB7xUFUicfee-kR263_qFqIYropamUyI54AQ71sLelcn5DBv3nX_FsCatRBJL2fqLuL-a3bN-SYY1NAyXhyphenhyphenSnSmwfJE4sCpbKci4by9V_t8/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi28gPmqV0trvV3p7opZ0MGhGS9fe-6-hI6IB7xUFUicfee-kR263_qFqIYropamUyI54AQ71sLelcn5DBv3nX_FsCatRBJL2fqLuL-a3bN-SYY1NAyXhyphenhyphenSnSmwfJE4sCpbKci4by9V_t8/s640/012.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Of coarse the Dessert Buffet was my downfall at the Christmas Party... just look at that Selection of Confections!!!   I've been losing weight so well and I'm trying not to gain it all back during the Holiday Season!  *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/AVvXsEhaSBlmcY4kv7xbaGpWknPLD3hVDEwArKrQqTcaieinJiv_OlFqoYULub-IY7YXJyqvkaxw9L7D8IpgBZX5pyds4IrlTe_l1eVfGWVZLlvXoVT7C8EW5BuoiQUMiNFw18hwgNQJ0wyETp4/s1600/1456612_685993051445677_1210740037_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaSBlmcY4kv7xbaGpWknPLD3hVDEwArKrQqTcaieinJiv_OlFqoYULub-IY7YXJyqvkaxw9L7D8IpgBZX5pyds4IrlTe_l1eVfGWVZLlvXoVT7C8EW5BuoiQUMiNFw18hwgNQJ0wyETp4/s640/1456612_685993051445677_1210740037_n.jpg" width="514" /></a></div><div align="center"><em>Source: My Friend Pamela</em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>Our Friends at <a href="https://www.facebook.com/goodyearbrassarmadillo"><strong><span style="color: #cc0000;">THE BRASS ARMADILLO</span></strong></a> {both locations Staff came together to pull this off} worked tirelessly to Host the Christmas Party for all of the Dealers and we Appreciated all their their hard work and showing us how much they Appreciate us too.</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/AVvXsEhQe487OxWX_t325Quu7tA-xk__PGD6xYWEqI52VnpY77_xoNHjqt_BhVur6dlbAZD6dcB9Kx0AFYC4sr-irXoWgZq-HdVazbRyU_QXqjkjbA_x3kiU6GWCbn_veUkCX0YEX9i4eO30Ooc/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQe487OxWX_t325Quu7tA-xk__PGD6xYWEqI52VnpY77_xoNHjqt_BhVur6dlbAZD6dcB9Kx0AFYC4sr-irXoWgZq-HdVazbRyU_QXqjkjbA_x3kiU6GWCbn_veUkCX0YEX9i4eO30Ooc/s640/034.JPG" width="518" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Our Friend Hugh Gifted Princess T with some more OOAK Original Oil Paintings by an Artist out of Taos, New Mexico.   Both he and Princess T Share a Love of Fine Art and he really digs that she Appreciates the Good Stuff at such a tender age and Admires his vast Art Collections, so he's helping her to expand her Art Gallery Collection.</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/AVvXsEjWAffowl0SRKxwj1woBpoL_RTreKJ42JlozCf9zxFhCeRYQP1E_zYCDtv9itQX_4x-C5oi11Ou3Ebj9MGwZUZ-xFr0w0jyizTFmpXlU_IJbRF2DpM8D7StiaK_ChmTANNXB7jRwrPBjoE/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWAffowl0SRKxwj1woBpoL_RTreKJ42JlozCf9zxFhCeRYQP1E_zYCDtv9itQX_4x-C5oi11Ou3Ebj9MGwZUZ-xFr0w0jyizTFmpXlU_IJbRF2DpM8D7StiaK_ChmTANNXB7jRwrPBjoE/s640/039.JPG" width="576" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>So, she wanted to Surprise Mister Hugh with a Christmas Gift from her, so we chose something out of Gramma's Primitives Collection that we knew he'd really like since he Collects Old Pottery.  So this Lidded Antique Pottery Crock with Blue Accents was just the thing to stick a bright Blue Bow on top of and present to Mister Hugh during this Weekend's Sale when we'd all be there together again!  He Loved it... and especially since it was from his little Princess T, he Adores her just as much as she Adores him!</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/AVvXsEjxRGKL73wChF2rBwhDCKdAhvvMcJjxWjtzijEICxZz-4z5EJEbNmFtJ_nTyUwcaAjLEnvfGSotn2WNrJuP_Q770W3-eniscy_vD4ceOIanV_prO_mwEdFxLobnO9ng7Vmr8TgAUFb1JEg/s1600/1469986_685993401445642_1385040694_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="578" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxRGKL73wChF2rBwhDCKdAhvvMcJjxWjtzijEICxZz-4z5EJEbNmFtJ_nTyUwcaAjLEnvfGSotn2WNrJuP_Q770W3-eniscy_vD4ceOIanV_prO_mwEdFxLobnO9ng7Vmr8TgAUFb1JEg/s640/1469986_685993401445642_1385040694_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <em>Source: My Friend Pamela</em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>My Co-Worker Friend Joseph was there with his little one... neither of us Works as a Key Dealer anymore, but we spent many a 2nd Shift Working together, he and his Wife are such a Sweet Young Couple.</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/AVvXsEgsnfqM_5kNCrDnc6pVIceHHjboaiUsedvH5NbN2PLdOT0_33_y4QgCJez0vrqqLOa93jSDCMcpKqEYx0SY8ruA6Q1pXdzsGltffzcsVp-wR5cEYJXHmVUXAb8KoDxml9sukd0MEBvhxyA/s1600/1470029_685992884779027_19289498_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="494" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsnfqM_5kNCrDnc6pVIceHHjboaiUsedvH5NbN2PLdOT0_33_y4QgCJez0vrqqLOa93jSDCMcpKqEYx0SY8ruA6Q1pXdzsGltffzcsVp-wR5cEYJXHmVUXAb8KoDxml9sukd0MEBvhxyA/s640/1470029_685992884779027_19289498_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <em>Source: My Friend Pamela</em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>Yes... our Friends were showing up in droves and everyone looked so Festive and Adorable, I'm so Glad that Pamela took so many pixs of everyone and Shared them, since I was slack at the Pathological Photo taking at the Events this time around!  *Gasp... Shocking I know!  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/AVvXsEj5pEO8-_V6qbvaheM6UccUqR-_9_Qu_3tYSrvPF6CO9OxXW4VC34Pl6xM5b2xz8Vuy0-BrTH8ruA3HsJCnUx18aV3FBbZYcU80kZuCc0fMz6cUfXmy9Ks7kkmMQsQQEgCusWdd1-cj_jo/s1600/1486771_685994498112199_603071601_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5pEO8-_V6qbvaheM6UccUqR-_9_Qu_3tYSrvPF6CO9OxXW4VC34Pl6xM5b2xz8Vuy0-BrTH8ruA3HsJCnUx18aV3FBbZYcU80kZuCc0fMz6cUfXmy9Ks7kkmMQsQQEgCusWdd1-cj_jo/s640/1486771_685994498112199_603071601_n.jpg" width="536" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <em>Source: My Friend Pamela </em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>Yes, you too Hugh, you're Adorable too!  *Smiles*\</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/AVvXsEjdQWLp6xRsPQCYrWsBx05UHeaqOt5ww0UlhJW3399WYL-1ge5GFFhZ5fG8b259w70bBNlCIsrqIhAm-XU3tGqWL_R5bWayO_wICGDQ4EGxw_1YFmXe3ftfUrkDzkK7qlb9QTqElMhfwPg/s1600/941572_685995024778813_1782425329_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="518" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdQWLp6xRsPQCYrWsBx05UHeaqOt5ww0UlhJW3399WYL-1ge5GFFhZ5fG8b259w70bBNlCIsrqIhAm-XU3tGqWL_R5bWayO_wICGDQ4EGxw_1YFmXe3ftfUrkDzkK7qlb9QTqElMhfwPg/s640/941572_685995024778813_1782425329_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <em>Source: My Friend Pamela</em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>Sometimes it's only at the Events that we all manage to get together since everyone's Schedules are so busy and hectic... and so many of the Dealers Travel to other Shows across the Country and other States to do their Pickin'.</em></div><div align="center"><em></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/AVvXsEiUG1icKyJWAWcmHdJrKg82uWE0Rs4ZQ2NK5DRVBy70fijRt2OU7qp2pUH2zLGtjkkWaMIOMyELZ0Tr2XRwlYdmWIP7s4QmwYj54biLbwkLvYgO4lDxnkGRGhyst1CsPThQTzMeg8ftRTA/s1600/1455854_685993084779007_1471617145_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUG1icKyJWAWcmHdJrKg82uWE0Rs4ZQ2NK5DRVBy70fijRt2OU7qp2pUH2zLGtjkkWaMIOMyELZ0Tr2XRwlYdmWIP7s4QmwYj54biLbwkLvYgO4lDxnkGRGhyst1CsPThQTzMeg8ftRTA/s640/1455854_685993084779007_1471617145_n.jpg" width="572" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <em>Source: My Friend Pamela</em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>But when we do get together we can catch up on what everyone's been up to and swap Junquing Stories and Share our mutual Passion for the Love Of Old Stuff.  That's the real Beauty when Kindred Spirits get together isn't it... we REALLY ENJOY the back end Stories we all Share of our Found Treasures, Adventures on the Thrill of the Hunt and the Provenance of those Special Finds that Excited us upon Discovery!</em></div><div align="center"><em></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/AVvXsEicudUWB274mM69NPWbz_-8kxN9jEyB5qtffyuj_y20UazFDtsNaKgDuCBHFip7tDCa0Dy5SLT0fTI4dqVu-OskwnieVLQamd9WnUa4VTnXbQk43T81QaRYgJ6MOlsDzJ2KrJ3O_2AuazY/s1600/1012736_685993504778965_602444662_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="494" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicudUWB274mM69NPWbz_-8kxN9jEyB5qtffyuj_y20UazFDtsNaKgDuCBHFip7tDCa0Dy5SLT0fTI4dqVu-OskwnieVLQamd9WnUa4VTnXbQk43T81QaRYgJ6MOlsDzJ2KrJ3O_2AuazY/s640/1012736_685993504778965_602444662_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <em>Source: My Friend Pamela</em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>In fact, this was some of the Friends at our table Sharing those Stories over our Dealer's Christmas Dinner!  *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/AVvXsEjUrx8xVGo0WKWxSh7dFOFsEt0DHvxrBvrjQ7L3ppaqTRSNy1cNLDH5CfVcmYkLD-oP_ZbiASgJJM00jqcB-eOsNj4HI5lBRq18kjZDzDGoTeigSRfQwkcyEfs-XAHG2sA33GIGhfjuT3A/s1600/1474700_3712941679569_1018377179_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUrx8xVGo0WKWxSh7dFOFsEt0DHvxrBvrjQ7L3ppaqTRSNy1cNLDH5CfVcmYkLD-oP_ZbiASgJJM00jqcB-eOsNj4HI5lBRq18kjZDzDGoTeigSRfQwkcyEfs-XAHG2sA33GIGhfjuT3A/s640/1474700_3712941679569_1018377179_n.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <em>Source: My Friend Pamela</em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>And the Kiddos have a Big Time as well, since everyone brings their Families and so there's also lots of Youngsters... and so many of them have grown up around the Antiques, Vintage Items and Collectibles and come along on the Junquing Adventures, already becoming Seasoned 'Pickers' and 'Negotiators'.  So you'd be Surprised how many of the Kids are also swapping Stories about those Found Treasures they 'Scored' or want to 'Score'!  *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/AVvXsEiWh2P1r2Ai9dqWKE_OEGXUlPg1-jvWDlAoIDUP2U5YZoHNnIQTMjaDDBu8V70_Et8MgYow-E5KEUuVUyJNmvIWR800paXXWV4RfzL3o5XpCLxKyRdud3315VCQiWHK0orwBHWs2BOg6MI/s1600/963065_3712941759571_2077513931_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWh2P1r2Ai9dqWKE_OEGXUlPg1-jvWDlAoIDUP2U5YZoHNnIQTMjaDDBu8V70_Et8MgYow-E5KEUuVUyJNmvIWR800paXXWV4RfzL3o5XpCLxKyRdud3315VCQiWHK0orwBHWs2BOg6MI/s640/963065_3712941759571_2077513931_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <em>Source: My Friend Pamela</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>And Pamela obliged by taking some Family Pixs for us as well... it's so hard when you're always the ones behind the lens to ever get in front of it <u>with</u> your Loved Ones.</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><em></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE6IRUhXCHKIZagLZchMc9Nn8Pfy6Uv3XcNQnbLVRaPGSt0wIpi39rJ_MffR9Ih6tOzgwoBaEcOQSpAPc2WC4V160Cr6VMfS3uyO2jQBZVlr9spcQutstSycZQh3Y6EYE9a0lRzsqHtYc/s1600/861086_3713007721220_280307727_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE6IRUhXCHKIZagLZchMc9Nn8Pfy6Uv3XcNQnbLVRaPGSt0wIpi39rJ_MffR9Ih6tOzgwoBaEcOQSpAPc2WC4V160Cr6VMfS3uyO2jQBZVlr9spcQutstSycZQh3Y6EYE9a0lRzsqHtYc/s640/861086_3713007721220_280307727_o.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <em>Source: My Friend Pamela</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>And of coarse we always have to have one of Pamela's famous Photoshopped Images!  *LOL... Hey, I'm having serious Hat Envy Pamela, yours is so much bigger and more Fabulous than mine!  Winks*</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb2V-rdxn6ZlzQDfJTQ00tqimyNyDb-NRYG-N5o7GXzudqfTUSLJjJP0aZfxh5Sq-sResn9obLCl1lIuTAUENfIvRifVFtGkKrAQGCoShOffkumcz6fZXd7LH9N-R5pVrbdGlpW7wHedk/s1600/049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb2V-rdxn6ZlzQDfJTQ00tqimyNyDb-NRYG-N5o7GXzudqfTUSLJjJP0aZfxh5Sq-sResn9obLCl1lIuTAUENfIvRifVFtGkKrAQGCoShOffkumcz6fZXd7LH9N-R5pVrbdGlpW7wHedk/s640/049.JPG" width="572" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>And here's the Kiddos at the Flea Market Parking Lot Sale with our Friend Amy... who really spoils them rotten with Gifts!   Yes, Princess T brought her Infamous Pug Purse, Mister Fluffy Pants... so, Imagine our Surprise when...</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/AVvXsEjAFS39cgu166kishp8JLT9F7nu69wjaMWy0VEt3y6Ig9TMYN9kflIu741PKEPERz-qCsqI1SGvMCb17gFhETxmWGw75Pa_9sR3uDchEkMKuXAe0D59YavpEbwr-FR9mUdT4p7TZFoWMEE/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/AVvXsEjAFS39cgu166kishp8JLT9F7nu69wjaMWy0VEt3y6Ig9TMYN9kflIu741PKEPERz-qCsqI1SGvMCb17gFhETxmWGw75Pa_9sR3uDchEkMKuXAe0D59YavpEbwr-FR9mUdT4p7TZFoWMEE/s640/043.JPG" width="506" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Our Friend Miss Myko brought the Real Deal, her new Pug Puppy Mister Pickles!!!   Who looks JUST LIKE Mister Fluffy Pants!   Well, that and the Pug in 'Men In Black'!!!  *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/AVvXsEhdNhXLpgj2kN5dtayzOFy4mcl8gNrpmwWiXCNPC1M6NAn_h3HmHxT6j5uJxA7AyQNqtM8FUp9Ysr2AhJp_GO9lDa2MWZvjrv1NwB0LzGEtB6QXKlZ1BaIv6gP8aJsSp45-zk9iiZCPSHA/s1600/044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdNhXLpgj2kN5dtayzOFy4mcl8gNrpmwWiXCNPC1M6NAn_h3HmHxT6j5uJxA7AyQNqtM8FUp9Ysr2AhJp_GO9lDa2MWZvjrv1NwB0LzGEtB6QXKlZ1BaIv6gP8aJsSp45-zk9iiZCPSHA/s640/044.JPG" width="510" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>Mister Pickles was Loving all the Attention... and how absolutely Adorable is that mardie little tongue sticking out for the Photo Op?!?   Not many can upstage the Princess in a Photo Shoot, but Mister Pickles is definitely a Show Stealer and Loves the Camera as well!  *Smiles*</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/AVvXsEhKmTJk9BspvgBE2HUmcL5panSM8Oq66_S3rqSKLMBULCkZ5wQHLjQR0pUvt5ki1f5LonYCSvcJWzEQ-5ga9JribfkIpCxBH0FLUhvPlt586U7mBblcHSGFeQkHItdihbeh7HbaGt6VFvU/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="498" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKmTJk9BspvgBE2HUmcL5panSM8Oq66_S3rqSKLMBULCkZ5wQHLjQR0pUvt5ki1f5LonYCSvcJWzEQ-5ga9JribfkIpCxBH0FLUhvPlt586U7mBblcHSGFeQkHItdihbeh7HbaGt6VFvU/s640/050.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>During the Parking Lot Flea Market Sale we also had the Antique and Vintage Car Show going on.  This was the G-Kids Favorite Vintage 'ride'.</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/AVvXsEgB8FmPKh9QoiISRJVY9HmZmwZzG7deNQqDA2rVHmhfZ3HDYHd2dIV0FKTFxoseCBaB8KVFgZ6VB23pFwpTYKmT42EbrpZLNy1zyjqZ0F1mdndc18N6YSNYA8v-bFKLz57_mktIUiXVwPg/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="558" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB8FmPKh9QoiISRJVY9HmZmwZzG7deNQqDA2rVHmhfZ3HDYHd2dIV0FKTFxoseCBaB8KVFgZ6VB23pFwpTYKmT42EbrpZLNy1zyjqZ0F1mdndc18N6YSNYA8v-bFKLz57_mktIUiXVwPg/s640/034.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And it was pretty chilly that Morning so a perfect excuse for <u>Hot</u> Coffee for a change rather than Iced Coffee!  *LOL*   And finally we can also wear our Jackets because it's feeling a bit Wintery now in the early Mornings and Late Evenings here in the Arizona Desert!  *Smiles*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="579" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrWZ9lAfBagNNT22f6wvzEkBHN2Ls2ZbfDYjRJOuehIn_2J2ba-jvho8JMkSJAhyphenhyphendtg1SEBkE02P9-RpDRTip7TUGedwfXU85vGuptCfbpIJ81fKNogU8YXUqKcgEORr9o0ZhfaN9XfLI/s640/036.JPG" width="640" /></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>But don't worry Gals... there was also a Wealth of the Found Treasures that we J'Adore as well!  That's why I Love a Good Flea Market!</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/AVvXsEi4tc-JVzEQWYpS4VZU03KBZ_CQ10spWja618ZnziYARjilY_vTwyPp97tqK5oFdVjhJEmAA61X1UTHzi484Yxt2uqpTo1n8L7caWZCY_DeMzkOGpMO3vhY_Hm7gBELION11PYd1e-NO3c/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="516" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4tc-JVzEQWYpS4VZU03KBZ_CQ10spWja618ZnziYARjilY_vTwyPp97tqK5oFdVjhJEmAA61X1UTHzi484Yxt2uqpTo1n8L7caWZCY_DeMzkOGpMO3vhY_Hm7gBELION11PYd1e-NO3c/s640/006.JPG" width="640" /></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 <a href="https://www.facebook.com/goodyearbrassarmadillo"><strong><span style="color: #38761d;">THE BRASS ARMADILLO</span></strong></a> is so Generous to their Dealers that during most of these Special Events they provide the Dealers with Breakfast as we arrive {This one was catered by Manuels} AND...</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/AVvXsEjvN6s5nAUFZUiCuWcaEckk8cPUbSYK1Cl4P0bKwbXjYsePBEKJEuB1ZF1f_TitedwHaDZyyA6MXkjl-t_mqotjSDi3IhPGuzmznmLiFIx8EsVvB7YIJBA7_VspV8duq2SwnLR8NSVRfrY/s1600/046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="540" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvN6s5nAUFZUiCuWcaEckk8cPUbSYK1Cl4P0bKwbXjYsePBEKJEuB1ZF1f_TitedwHaDZyyA6MXkjl-t_mqotjSDi3IhPGuzmznmLiFIx8EsVvB7YIJBA7_VspV8duq2SwnLR8NSVRfrY/s640/046.JPG" width="640" /></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>Lunch as well!!!  {This one was catered by Papa John's Pizza}  So you can really concentrate on your Customers and your Retail Spaces without having to leave the Mall to feed everyone during a Busy Event.    And that's really Important, so much of the Work has been done for me by the Staff at The Brass so it makes doing this possible without it consuming me and taking precious Time away from my Family.</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/AVvXsEhDXFvcFdZLE04ybu0gVjsPqMWPdlj_LdTYMNjykj_gmUjvJ0NvTqFkg471dWXC1Z2dibxRRbP3u6JvqFKZZ6loZhHrGu3SFZTsQK04Q9NL6Mu-oyHTS_qezrjyJd55-ef0nN3ELa-yC_8/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/AVvXsEhDXFvcFdZLE04ybu0gVjsPqMWPdlj_LdTYMNjykj_gmUjvJ0NvTqFkg471dWXC1Z2dibxRRbP3u6JvqFKZZ6loZhHrGu3SFZTsQK04Q9NL6Mu-oyHTS_qezrjyJd55-ef0nN3ELa-yC_8/s640/048.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And the Staff do Work hard during these busy Events... and I only have to be there when I can be without feeling as though I'm torn between Business, Family and Pleasure... I can have it all... and how Special is that?!?!</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/AVvXsEjwdtlUHAl4G89zK7YkTTkEP4NcCymFLh6i3mGr-bUk1m0EIjA-mhFjnVI5uFLXpLK8XmoNi8tLYdvjur-qnUMfC5RmWjIrY3F0hM3a83c_xjJkoLxeHZutAfQfTWWJo-18eLeQqxDT1pM/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/AVvXsEjwdtlUHAl4G89zK7YkTTkEP4NcCymFLh6i3mGr-bUk1m0EIjA-mhFjnVI5uFLXpLK8XmoNi8tLYdvjur-qnUMfC5RmWjIrY3F0hM3a83c_xjJkoLxeHZutAfQfTWWJo-18eLeQqxDT1pM/s640/047.JPG" width="548" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I Love looking down from the Loft Retail Space because you can get such a Great Panoramic View of what's going on at the Main Floor.   </em></div><div align="center"><em></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/AVvXsEjzt817qTwSk4Vg8hX1KQCLhGMM7vovTCWI3lsbvKkQCWctFhvf4KWexCXstbeCAPnlzZMwbr_Gq6Uq1SNhf3LvB0SYIHDKwrPgRg1P9cJdN9kOBe3cYZgCRPmqpk3g1QnedQERPcUjnuY/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="560" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzt817qTwSk4Vg8hX1KQCLhGMM7vovTCWI3lsbvKkQCWctFhvf4KWexCXstbeCAPnlzZMwbr_Gq6Uq1SNhf3LvB0SYIHDKwrPgRg1P9cJdN9kOBe3cYZgCRPmqpk3g1QnedQERPcUjnuY/s640/021.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Where can you find a Polar Bear in the Arizona Desert?  Why, at our Antique Mall, that's where!!!</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/AVvXsEh6b_qUfT_b1SHQYg9LVYYkhHBONRgkgE6JVFhtxVDGbiBJhfQg7By1Wj84HtW-i5Xe2NRKnYEd7rlIXlCLeEcUIbqlbMWGkBm9nS9zptRELQDXs0nF2JW_4vVwiRd5Ez7Oj6xKChbXSEM/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="634" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6b_qUfT_b1SHQYg9LVYYkhHBONRgkgE6JVFhtxVDGbiBJhfQg7By1Wj84HtW-i5Xe2NRKnYEd7rlIXlCLeEcUIbqlbMWGkBm9nS9zptRELQDXs0nF2JW_4vVwiRd5Ez7Oj6xKChbXSEM/s640/016.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I thought Princess T might be falling in Love with this guy and he was pretty darn big so there would be no place at Bohemian Valhalla for him!!!</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/AVvXsEiNx1cYg8xR3ePBH_xyEu-JWBTUB0L-xgbcH5F8MwtVd1zn8FQLQDaLI3PzEUMiJr30NBKUMa3cuaRvXOX3zl5L-MkgGsX-APUQ1TPMKzcobJZP7wPa3MDg43PuNhwsmaxWVevjkAWf-TE/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNx1cYg8xR3ePBH_xyEu-JWBTUB0L-xgbcH5F8MwtVd1zn8FQLQDaLI3PzEUMiJr30NBKUMa3cuaRvXOX3zl5L-MkgGsX-APUQ1TPMKzcobJZP7wPa3MDg43PuNhwsmaxWVevjkAWf-TE/s640/018.JPG" width="578" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>This is usually her 'Please... Gramma' face... but she was just messing with me!  *LOL and Whew! Insert me wiping brow with Relief!*</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/AVvXsEjQV70-Z0LNl7l-5fFOXj4AXebZv1EDSDkO3sN44IcUC72GzJ_g8RlEGpolU15nrO_aLwrUvus-tbrQctZAz7tmZlVdvjQ1ZoyXbgBPzRr6lV2LqMnUgyAcR5C3NqRzqSAfZxeLP8k-8t4/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/AVvXsEjQV70-Z0LNl7l-5fFOXj4AXebZv1EDSDkO3sN44IcUC72GzJ_g8RlEGpolU15nrO_aLwrUvus-tbrQctZAz7tmZlVdvjQ1ZoyXbgBPzRr6lV2LqMnUgyAcR5C3NqRzqSAfZxeLP8k-8t4/s640/042.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And since during our Dealer Christmas Party we could get 15% Off anything in the Mall I must say it was pretty Tempting because there was so much Great stuff begging to come Home with each of us!  *LOL*   How Sweet is this Burlap Teddy Bear Wreath?</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/AVvXsEirFNrwqSngUpJV7vWOSAPqYOf6szIsg2Ea5H3EAMnTqQbvqEGG7_EHuJQCCF9A_NLpZUJitsP26c8MlgraZLdZrqjK56aKuuvPmA9jCy31zjYbNpMYYssSHZeeZG3bz8coWTRaA9DuaHg/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirFNrwqSngUpJV7vWOSAPqYOf6szIsg2Ea5H3EAMnTqQbvqEGG7_EHuJQCCF9A_NLpZUJitsP26c8MlgraZLdZrqjK56aKuuvPmA9jCy31zjYbNpMYYssSHZeeZG3bz8coWTRaA9DuaHg/s640/029.JPG" width="596" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And during our 'Name Your Own Price Sale' this Weekend all Customers could haggle with Dealers and try to Negotiate their Best Deal just in time for Christmas!!!</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/AVvXsEh6h1YZWK8V727yeWRw-hr0YqnlVLLx21Kf-egmB9-_iSXaPy-Sl3Wleed7oypN3IXw58NW6b8PnpmXeOnz2V0tC_Q6egP2qzAgyS7tFeEsLyFbBhZUnckN05ZLIo68Gaas4fTpY3z0cLI/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/AVvXsEh6h1YZWK8V727yeWRw-hr0YqnlVLLx21Kf-egmB9-_iSXaPy-Sl3Wleed7oypN3IXw58NW6b8PnpmXeOnz2V0tC_Q6egP2qzAgyS7tFeEsLyFbBhZUnckN05ZLIo68Gaas4fTpY3z0cLI/s640/028.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I have so much Fun Haggling and taking Customer Offers that I do quite well during this 'Name Your Own Price' Sale and it's one of my Favorite Events.   Not only for Selling... but also for Buying if there's something I want to try to Negotiate my Best Deal to 'Score'!  *Winks*</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/AVvXsEgeQ_bCbl96ZV13Jv8OBZsSvyqdrAuMaFHDR-2JSgsjZwUd7Xp9DuIRnoa3UstVGS3XJpYdGbHEfTijwFJpxl2uCh4dRYfyYVxrt6AcxqbTC44U26Qq2YfWOzKVocFVagfqDSssNaXXTCk/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeQ_bCbl96ZV13Jv8OBZsSvyqdrAuMaFHDR-2JSgsjZwUd7Xp9DuIRnoa3UstVGS3XJpYdGbHEfTijwFJpxl2uCh4dRYfyYVxrt6AcxqbTC44U26Qq2YfWOzKVocFVagfqDSssNaXXTCk/s640/007.JPG" width="546" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And of coarse you all KNOW what that was, didn't you?  That one Salvage Treasure that I Rushed there first day of the 'Name Your Own Price Sale' to try to Negotiate my Best Deal for... as Princess T rolled me out of bed early, reminding me we needed to get there Early!  *LOL... yep, that Kid is better than any Alarm Clock!*</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/AVvXsEjprMbkZpLRHqXo8wJmheBRlqmP73YZAK8QroqsiuOiWbcqsQKL3i7oybqP3HPgndxYPy60KGmCq6-ASKaIcJAGQ2RS0BnQ5LQIVpVDtN11N3AHnVVDE-_ksN0i5tQyXROWSiHizY7O1_w/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjprMbkZpLRHqXo8wJmheBRlqmP73YZAK8QroqsiuOiWbcqsQKL3i7oybqP3HPgndxYPy60KGmCq6-ASKaIcJAGQ2RS0BnQ5LQIVpVDtN11N3AHnVVDE-_ksN0i5tQyXROWSiHizY7O1_w/s640/008.JPG" width="534" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>And yep folks, my Offer was ACCEPTED!!!  *Booyah, insert me doing my Victory Happy Dance!*</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/AVvXsEgUBtjrmUDf_ZQ2uP3FDTNTX7afFsNojT_fF3f50jqX6DM4c7D8u7M-rJx4hLE4aVYsiucDhf7MI8a3OZzjAo25VTsdPeRE9x0vWRpurlagpUGhxLfh8ljdD2TFBUfEiP7JEhZxECM1_7E/s1600/1476303_3719382840594_2026032469_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUBtjrmUDf_ZQ2uP3FDTNTX7afFsNojT_fF3f50jqX6DM4c7D8u7M-rJx4hLE4aVYsiucDhf7MI8a3OZzjAo25VTsdPeRE9x0vWRpurlagpUGhxLfh8ljdD2TFBUfEiP7JEhZxECM1_7E/s640/1476303_3719382840594_2026032469_n.jpg" width="508" /></a></div><div align="center"> <em>Source: My Friend Pamela</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>Dontcha just Love it when a Good Deal comes together like that?  I Love to Barter and Haggle, I so Enjoy the Art of the Deal, don't you?</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/AVvXsEiwJ3wdy2wELr2bUSeh-iDktJlsjd1fh5S4bUcAiZENUMwkswurMgPjKLYzAyRvvR5FM8-R6sOLmPHsL53JsXd7TmB_qQ9bWHUQ37CHsuHuR90_LeA8Xrrvd94MSZcbIhyphenhyphenbAuSEIWQBSTY/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwJ3wdy2wELr2bUSeh-iDktJlsjd1fh5S4bUcAiZENUMwkswurMgPjKLYzAyRvvR5FM8-R6sOLmPHsL53JsXd7TmB_qQ9bWHUQ37CHsuHuR90_LeA8Xrrvd94MSZcbIhyphenhyphenbAuSEIWQBSTY/s640/010.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>This only had to move downstairs to Showroom #133 where it will become part of a Display for that Showroom.</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/AVvXsEjsuBkvxWNVaqIxyfWFHy6ket0BxMZH0bR3Vm3HRAcnMCEXq6lwLVUznzMBj3Sl7DSOLMltDH0uKRcIlq3_jJMddPXN1AikcDZchGZEYmFqehhLCif6mGXZZ7yRO2uLpTRtDcfUZQWSfZM/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsuBkvxWNVaqIxyfWFHy6ket0BxMZH0bR3Vm3HRAcnMCEXq6lwLVUznzMBj3Sl7DSOLMltDH0uKRcIlq3_jJMddPXN1AikcDZchGZEYmFqehhLCif6mGXZZ7yRO2uLpTRtDcfUZQWSfZM/s640/011.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>For right now it's just propped up in there... but it will soon become part of a Display for Inventory.</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/AVvXsEieDZF3HaSVnY1QT3euKRs_C7SewPGH0_VAqJ-RczTW4sOGir7amVLqEPDQzEyr6J0UuHhtl3FJ4gRPkKFHuIuTFZ9NmgBZHX2hMllIC2VyiBbkfhOW1ZLYZD3Sud3S85GHcG2PSGxHTFg/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieDZF3HaSVnY1QT3euKRs_C7SewPGH0_VAqJ-RczTW4sOGir7amVLqEPDQzEyr6J0UuHhtl3FJ4gRPkKFHuIuTFZ9NmgBZHX2hMllIC2VyiBbkfhOW1ZLYZD3Sud3S85GHcG2PSGxHTFg/s640/012.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>That 1920-1930's Era Hue of Seafoam Green is my Absolute Favorite Color... and the Hardware on that Old door on both sides is to Die For too... and the Window is the Original Glass... LOVE, LOVE, LOVE IT!!!</em></div><div align="center"><em></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/AVvXsEgyaQAPGGPXamLNfe9gh2U0NfO2DumRKsyS3wAeA5Bzrb44bJfmb-rTfdbqd0FxoDRyXkLEtM0waGp2d6ZE_KkkyhIbb715_u0KAJOjsItqiRhp0bFMBjyekg7CIFgttm_AH6CIcHMtIfk/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="576" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyaQAPGGPXamLNfe9gh2U0NfO2DumRKsyS3wAeA5Bzrb44bJfmb-rTfdbqd0FxoDRyXkLEtM0waGp2d6ZE_KkkyhIbb715_u0KAJOjsItqiRhp0bFMBjyekg7CIFgttm_AH6CIcHMtIfk/s640/005.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I also Loved having such a Fabulous Breakfast {and Lunch} Catered for us while we Worked the 'Name Your Own Price' Sale too... just look at that Breakfast Buffet Spread!!!</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/AVvXsEhXeOjAQDP1APUOqkH3Huq42TGFngyziIukeoj6wiZkPlCUYlreQJ97I_y7z78vTYNE76SBZisygeu7aCQIr7Yhe484AltkNk2-cnPARVDpMfEu8gFFCNisaS_Fh3MwQ3CkByD8Bq0Dwhw/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="531" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXeOjAQDP1APUOqkH3Huq42TGFngyziIukeoj6wiZkPlCUYlreQJ97I_y7z78vTYNE76SBZisygeu7aCQIr7Yhe484AltkNk2-cnPARVDpMfEu8gFFCNisaS_Fh3MwQ3CkByD8Bq0Dwhw/s640/003.JPG" width="640" /></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>I was actually Glad for once that Princess T had rolled me out so early!  *LOL*  It's so Tempting on the Weekends, when I don't have to get them up and ready for School, to want to sleep in 'til practically Lunchtime, you know!  *Ha ha ha*</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/AVvXsEh2XPFKKaye7wRuRG-ib4KYmSEara1b0Y8q5BKpO-nwK8s13Ab-brVFAFXGEKhWL9HBQetdjQVznpxqD-iKzeaYLJpZZMom6o3_SVTiZrfqg1WVnXOvjkEudSi3XAq0dh_rfVD6mRyav6s/s1600/1486911_687092878002361_371124645_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2XPFKKaye7wRuRG-ib4KYmSEara1b0Y8q5BKpO-nwK8s13Ab-brVFAFXGEKhWL9HBQetdjQVznpxqD-iKzeaYLJpZZMom6o3_SVTiZrfqg1WVnXOvjkEudSi3XAq0dh_rfVD6mRyav6s/s640/1486911_687092878002361_371124645_n.jpg" width="558" /></a></div><div align="center"><em>Source: My Friend Pamela</em></div><br /><div align="center"><em>But then seriously, I would have missed so much of the Fun and Festivities wouldn't I?!?  And there will be Future Posts showcasing some of the Fabulous Inventory we had at all these Events... so stay tuned and be sure to come back...</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/AVvXsEj9XqB3ns2Mok1wQl5D6-djtNnBEELoMG0lGEpevI0el-nPxDToEcuQiN89KT5kz7pQ34sMyrO2A7s9qUl5UFNDp9i4pwU6lJrnWDzUsW2EGIreSlGAulHW9b11OR2eMcK1vXHY9uvuJ4k/s1600/1450963_686307688080880_1128025247_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9XqB3ns2Mok1wQl5D6-djtNnBEELoMG0lGEpevI0el-nPxDToEcuQiN89KT5kz7pQ34sMyrO2A7s9qUl5UFNDp9i4pwU6lJrnWDzUsW2EGIreSlGAulHW9b11OR2eMcK1vXHY9uvuJ4k/s640/1450963_686307688080880_1128025247_n.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em> Source: My Friend Pamela</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Merry Christmas... Dawn... The Bohemian... and her Family and Friends</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div></div>

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