tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48255799033679604082024-03-29T06:20:50.045-07:00Bohemian ValhallaBOHEMIAN VALHALLA... My Love Affair with Found Treasures and living the Bohemian Lifestyle...Bohemianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825579903367960408.post-60958684750891054272024-03-28T17:27:00.000-07:002024-03-28T17:28:17.344-07:00Good News ~ Bad News<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHPnSx8-pr_tastaD9UaNAhUZnB5AwQ71SdPQm4bgEo3NgjnIgVlSCTOCKAYojnQagXYBRTn8ArXOikOWxvcnvPWlXshKMiW3w7txk_ytPFTiqLcojItgipNYDP-kQpk78FCn3nQq_0iuQHwvkISsUvvAviAqjm8SdKsogDg7it6WfTHoEeozjwBfjK98/s1440/434385053_7703353726384136_8206343705320106723_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1072" height="1019" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHPnSx8-pr_tastaD9UaNAhUZnB5AwQ71SdPQm4bgEo3NgjnIgVlSCTOCKAYojnQagXYBRTn8ArXOikOWxvcnvPWlXshKMiW3w7txk_ytPFTiqLcojItgipNYDP-kQpk78FCn3nQq_0iuQHwvkISsUvvAviAqjm8SdKsogDg7it6WfTHoEeozjwBfjK98/w758-h1019/434385053_7703353726384136_8206343705320106723_n.jpg" width="758" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"> <i>Just in time for Easter, Wheel Of Fortune Jesus! *LOL* This will be a Two-Fer Post so I can Update you on my Brother's Heart Surgery. </i></span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>So, I spent the Anxious Morning of his Surgery just Pricing Inventory, more Specialty or Artist T-Shirts mostly and Photographing a few. I like Photographing some of them as Blog Fodder and for my Social Media, it is some of the only Biz Blogging I've done in a very long time tho'. I should promote myself more on Social Media for what we're Selling and I am probably going to in the new Showroom, if it is a Space I can Merchandise in a way I can be Proud of Sharing and offering. It's been a long time since the Old Showroom was anything I felt any Pride about the way it looks. It looks neglected and compromised in the Vision, so, I rather Hated it and glad to be leaving it. I LOVED the Graphics on the Jesus Wheel Of Fortune Tee, but it's an XS... so, couldn't Keep it, dammit. *LOL*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm2PQazRp9k2n-k1uwgo3xPZuSXIYCak8ycgtBMLtzE8H157UnlbcND7vmb8aZFCzqYDj21q4ywMCds7Z_57cqAkc_bgrP_lgzYDdCCh35qw7jergU2XYpQneSyqRLxKChCEVJwIGGY-nX755eeMn6wPK5YPmuZOgMEZYX__aMyL-YE5iTZY4xLykiSp0/s1440/434351242_7703325539720288_1153238248137546505_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1072" height="1026" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm2PQazRp9k2n-k1uwgo3xPZuSXIYCak8ycgtBMLtzE8H157UnlbcND7vmb8aZFCzqYDj21q4ywMCds7Z_57cqAkc_bgrP_lgzYDdCCh35qw7jergU2XYpQneSyqRLxKChCEVJwIGGY-nX755eeMn6wPK5YPmuZOgMEZYX__aMyL-YE5iTZY4xLykiSp0/w763-h1026/434351242_7703325539720288_1153238248137546505_n.jpg" width="763" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>And I can't even recall the last time I saw a Bowie Tee of his earlier incantations of the persona of Ziggy Stardust And The Spiders From Mars! Those were his very flamboyant Transgender Years, before he was The Thin White Duke. He did every incantation of himself so well tho', and was a favorite Artist of mine, Loved his Music, his Style, his entire State of Being. His Politics were so similar to my own, he was very outspoken about injustices and especially discrimination of all kinds, and he challenged the Norms and Status Quo boldly and without apology or being intimidated about Activism that mattered. This too was an XS tho'.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi90ozsIlUwHQQVNaqJUPFwnCPeIOhzyp-qEAcFexlSe7jo6GPOIBAbeSdMn-e2c_Q8k9UJMxKiQ6nZ4IvNgcmDpYY9BB1cUrV7blRIaXhAJLNYwcRuLmqLeKX1WyoSQeSt6QbHoUVjIUYbdichBnO_0WqXNE5V0g65x3lHnuiUW2idTDVh__YVzLe1XQY/s1440/434367183_7703335029719339_2762858700543923629_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1072" height="1026" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi90ozsIlUwHQQVNaqJUPFwnCPeIOhzyp-qEAcFexlSe7jo6GPOIBAbeSdMn-e2c_Q8k9UJMxKiQ6nZ4IvNgcmDpYY9BB1cUrV7blRIaXhAJLNYwcRuLmqLeKX1WyoSQeSt6QbHoUVjIUYbdichBnO_0WqXNE5V0g65x3lHnuiUW2idTDVh__YVzLe1XQY/w763-h1026/434367183_7703335029719339_2762858700543923629_n.jpg" width="763" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The Anime stuff Sells briskly, so whether I'm familiar with the Characters represented or not, it's a safe Bet to snag them. Princess T usually guides me on which are the more desirable Anime and which to Pass on. Sometimes I like to bust her Chops by pretending to Buy a Tee that is Questionable. Like I saw a Demi Lovato and Nick Jonas Tour Tee from about 2016 and she rolled her Eyes and made such a disgusting Sigh that I was Laughing to Tears... that was a definite Hell NO! *Bwahaha* I did get a Lizzo Tee {not pictured}, since, well, she seems to be The Shit right now with a lot of Young People. She has well over 26 Million Tik-Tok Followers and was the No. One Tik-Tok Artist. She's a Big and Proudly so Gal of Color, boldly wearing what a lot of Big Girls won't... so, I'm sure many of them Buy T-Shirts? It is an XL size one too. And so for a mere Ten Spot, you can get yours from Moi. *LOL*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3g5xsyXZO7PTjEEgm0Zp8WlhVYv0iGsDLqq8tp31kEGY5s7oDQARHHLzyec_Wbo-BPQJ9fB_bbdoVRhY8KkCF2eFKl7ucyEQZ5QwPdPw46iLJZKe12IsEi5oqEQiiJ1cRZUUSA9NRVPYDNcUZQ0etLWpTDQvVBqEwMBYinAyCUhBHEIfzirEQ8j1NIiw/s1440/434293240_7703345453051630_4746069961129172097_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1072" height="1027" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3g5xsyXZO7PTjEEgm0Zp8WlhVYv0iGsDLqq8tp31kEGY5s7oDQARHHLzyec_Wbo-BPQJ9fB_bbdoVRhY8KkCF2eFKl7ucyEQZ5QwPdPw46iLJZKe12IsEi5oqEQiiJ1cRZUUSA9NRVPYDNcUZQ0etLWpTDQvVBqEwMBYinAyCUhBHEIfzirEQ8j1NIiw/w764-h1027/434293240_7703345453051630_4746069961129172097_n.jpg" width="764" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>And speaking of BIG... here's a Notorious B.I.G. Biggie Smalls Tee. I had previously put a Tupac Tee in Inventory, so, might as well represent the opposite Coast. *Winks* I happened to like both Artists and never got the East Coast/West Coast Gang affiliated Feud Thing, that likely got both of them Murdered in the end, such a Pity and so Senseless. Such Talent gone too soon is always so tragic, but, sadly, happens too often in the Music and Entertainment Industry, doesn't it? The Laundry List of the Famously Dying Young is Heart rendering. Some you almost knew it would happen, not a matter of IF, just WHEN, like Amy Winehouse for example. Loved her, could see that she likely wasn't conquering the Addictions that would send her to a premature demise. Those that Die at Age 27 is always eerily common.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhorPNXFJyfzLh8wI6tvUKjczQ1ciE1s26bmndHK03vjkM-yXcAZy1pXy01HzQx_L3sP49-4Yb_pXm0zWQVUwa0sIEsJywLJE6mGE_2jp6Axu6xNtowS-D1Z9zGnKbsipGSeSVVbzigxVvbevghdngBNirmzLpMgX9Eows0j_wc2OGI0dpbSx0SCYiVfPE/s2015/434387532_7704185159634326_3704611015211849443_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1028" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhorPNXFJyfzLh8wI6tvUKjczQ1ciE1s26bmndHK03vjkM-yXcAZy1pXy01HzQx_L3sP49-4Yb_pXm0zWQVUwa0sIEsJywLJE6mGE_2jp6Axu6xNtowS-D1Z9zGnKbsipGSeSVVbzigxVvbevghdngBNirmzLpMgX9Eows0j_wc2OGI0dpbSx0SCYiVfPE/w768-h1028/434387532_7704185159634326_3704611015211849443_n.jpg" width="768" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The Son came Home early from Work, he said they not only sent everyone Home way early, but told everyone not to come in Tomorrow either. They don't get Paid for any of the lost Hours, so he's despondent about it. But, right now there's no Work and they've got a Lawsuit against a major Paint Company Supplier that lost them some of their biggest Contracts. The Daughter too has been sent Home early or asked not to come in on some Workdays for similar reasons. A lot of Businesses right now, especially in the Trades and Retail, are struggling. The Economy isn't that great, in spite of some Positive things happening. Since, too many Negative things are happening to Working Class folks to feel particularly Optimistic about the Future. The Rich might be prospering, but everyone else is not. Tie in the Political unrest and Extremists appealing to Desperate people, it's the Perfect Storm.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDB0TfrKSnr7ZvlCw9HENsa4xc5prEZUKmKuYbUD5gFbdnkHsRnZWh9Bg7Zwg7l9BsRZgL1XQ1iPPvwul61bq-8109JwKCVq8Mc-UEs_VzIF9M2rzLYJeC7M3oV3TkWZ7PLsoWNst-1lHJQWrM_QmUSsUA2I1IUIbyYAvBwv3hcAdHN5EPdgoZGJYHqEY/s2015/434293823_7704049276314581_3801899168905951727_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1028" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDB0TfrKSnr7ZvlCw9HENsa4xc5prEZUKmKuYbUD5gFbdnkHsRnZWh9Bg7Zwg7l9BsRZgL1XQ1iPPvwul61bq-8109JwKCVq8Mc-UEs_VzIF9M2rzLYJeC7M3oV3TkWZ7PLsoWNst-1lHJQWrM_QmUSsUA2I1IUIbyYAvBwv3hcAdHN5EPdgoZGJYHqEY/w768-h1028/434293823_7704049276314581_3801899168905951727_n.jpg" width="768" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>LATER: Well, there was Good News Bad News about my Brother. He got thru the Surgery. But, he needs a Heart Transplant and won't qualify to get one. He's on CalCare for those without adequate Insurance for Chronic or Terminal Illness, of which he's been Qualified for being provided with that for a long time due to the Nature of his various grim Diagnosis. He was deemed Terminal Decades ago and has just been too 'stubborn' and ornery to hurry up and Die... he says. *LOL* He was in good Spirits in spite of not getting great News after the Surgery. I don't know if they were able to Buy him some more Time or not, only Time will actually tell if there's any improvement the Surgery benefitted him... or... not? He said he plans to Enjoy whatever Time he has left. We go, and have gone by, the premise that you're not Dead 'Til God says so.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_V1sr4BSaM9ZNe85r49orKL7MNgBmwEbzaV85UqnHaJ6qmvxLWkMiGzLy6ShdvfSmfQwQY6XHyVQKCz4VPJtFFKCDDnanOHjMGoN2MLKr52DhoGX9Rbb2OlMzlz8PiNWHI8O0qjDdknh7t2QTEJdBaEzyyXesQL8H4fW-VvLQpbhvJMxImJ5oZBzuXWo/s2015/434350014_7704188126300696_5344427859834769652_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1030" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_V1sr4BSaM9ZNe85r49orKL7MNgBmwEbzaV85UqnHaJ6qmvxLWkMiGzLy6ShdvfSmfQwQY6XHyVQKCz4VPJtFFKCDDnanOHjMGoN2MLKr52DhoGX9Rbb2OlMzlz8PiNWHI8O0qjDdknh7t2QTEJdBaEzyyXesQL8H4fW-VvLQpbhvJMxImJ5oZBzuXWo/w769-h1030/434350014_7704188126300696_5344427859834769652_n.jpg" width="769" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>He actually Texted all of us from his ICU Post Surgery, so, that was actually good News to me, that he was alert, conscious, in a LOT of Pain, but able to interact and communicate as usual. He said this Surgery has been a lot more Painful than any he's previous had and he's had a lot of Surgeries. He said his Heart is the way it is becoz of all the strong Medication he's had to take for Years to prolong Life after grim diagnosis and prognosis that was deemed Terminal, so, it's been a doubled edged Sword and Catch 22. If you don't Die right away, then the Meds have such adverse side effects you'll likely Die from that instead. Anyway, it was good to hear from him directly after Surgery and know he made it thru. Whew, huge sigh of relief.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdUNyvOpI7tZAUZ7Q2G65O1EwX8x-VC9Jg8jiJmmyPjAyn21R4tFSf44xT2q-n2rQnqYz8sZbCiUG7Du9Icadu8271nIcQ_YJCDsfOdkyqA6v2y9nVJqtSlOWYUEwLRMx0X0XSY9ETmzJfJ-c1gY9o0DsZ4G-P5IsYRsV47jJlAsxoSxbmzuLKMt4TSxw/s960/434327281_7704049606314548_6061427226712024107_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="1032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdUNyvOpI7tZAUZ7Q2G65O1EwX8x-VC9Jg8jiJmmyPjAyn21R4tFSf44xT2q-n2rQnqYz8sZbCiUG7Du9Icadu8271nIcQ_YJCDsfOdkyqA6v2y9nVJqtSlOWYUEwLRMx0X0XSY9ETmzJfJ-c1gY9o0DsZ4G-P5IsYRsV47jJlAsxoSxbmzuLKMt4TSxw/w774-h1032/434327281_7704049606314548_6061427226712024107_n.jpg" width="774" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The Daughter cried again, but this time it was a Happy </i></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Cry. She'd been almost hysterical after talking to him last Night, before his Surgery. Princess T had been particularly ratchet on her way in to School this Morning and after School. I was too Emotionally Raw to Deal with anyone being Drama and a Headache or not able to Mood Regulate. The Son was Moody from the loss of Hours, so, I blew up and told them I was not in the Mood myself to be Dealing with Drama and they all knew Why, so, cut me some slack before I have a meltdown. So, they pulled it together quickly, I don't give idle Warnings and they know it. Even tho' I'd gotten some Good News, knowing my Lil Bro' needs a Heart Transplant he will not get, well, it's NOT Good News. That's grim and a lot to unpack Emotionally.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdn0HLdjaXoMWybbbAME5xaqUZIlfXdF2_M_usXRhiOvT6XjJjFqgZc7Mbo9JwETvD3tpAXq0wM1WJxrXwKVrRELvMJ-LIbBmoqVjN9ERF-TRFwINt28XKJCprhnRzWHE8uXxX5XoVDfzt02b0v9po1ctZJLWKn7iWauxIn7tZxbwlgCFBrhNHG-SNHH8/s960/434292302_7704049789647863_5346912795904423233_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="1037" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdn0HLdjaXoMWybbbAME5xaqUZIlfXdF2_M_usXRhiOvT6XjJjFqgZc7Mbo9JwETvD3tpAXq0wM1WJxrXwKVrRELvMJ-LIbBmoqVjN9ERF-TRFwINt28XKJCprhnRzWHE8uXxX5XoVDfzt02b0v9po1ctZJLWKn7iWauxIn7tZxbwlgCFBrhNHG-SNHH8/w778-h1037/434292302_7704049789647863_5346912795904423233_n.jpg" width="778" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Princess T did apologize for being a Diva and ratchet, she knows I'm worried about my Brother. I know she's got a lot going on to be Dealing with at School and her Two Gay Besties are kind of leaving her out of a lot of Activities now, so she's personalized it. I don't know that it's personal, but, they're her Boy Posse and who she spends time with a lot, but, it may be that now she has a Boyfriend, they figure she wants to spend more time with him? Could be some jealousy too, since they both Adore her, even tho' they're Gay... since it takes time away from what they used to do together? Anyway, she helped me at the Showroom and so I got it all done right away. Her Mom, The Daughter, has been the most Supportive for me right now, Imagine that, she said. *LOL*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAHnQ7fvzL4mvCnvMMpMvfqyxux4OdSnwm-aQXFPpVGi8YL11naHS5B5BBMcXAy2JXrAYLgRmlKP0pv86gcgxzidOVNyA5bvuTwTwpz8xSa99zwkiy2cFWUk-z9TDLcLRBmPFkguygOFJRbHMQQZzPQOs1PDdpKIkd8QVk2dFLofHivOwkYikdN8I6Npo/s3929/IMG_1629.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3929" data-original-width="2663" height="1146" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAHnQ7fvzL4mvCnvMMpMvfqyxux4OdSnwm-aQXFPpVGi8YL11naHS5B5BBMcXAy2JXrAYLgRmlKP0pv86gcgxzidOVNyA5bvuTwTwpz8xSa99zwkiy2cFWUk-z9TDLcLRBmPFkguygOFJRbHMQQZzPQOs1PDdpKIkd8QVk2dFLofHivOwkYikdN8I6Npo/w777-h1146/IMG_1629.JPG" width="777" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The reason that is Gallow's Humor Funny is that The Daughter has always been our Prodigal Child. So the very fact I can rely on her so much now is really a switch and she's very Proud of the Fact that I now can, when I really need to most. Usually it was her Brother, The Son, who was the most reliable and there for The Man and I. He still is Ride or Die with Family, but, right now his Sister has been stepping up and it's good that she is able to, I appreciate it and it means a lot to me. She knows that my Brother and I are the only ones of our Generation left of Close Family. I have Cousins that none of my Kids know and I've not been close to, mostly due to distance. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvJPUEBikVP_y3x6NG4s-79H0KD8GmMWWHj_S7XML8QVHDNBdFTDC1P3LQgaJCeyizKZhu4lNyVZGEfl_60wnbEOLhC1s-GVV2IFjqtkuaUtLRIcGTKxoP0cI-Oo3pewk_yRWzwdLLnKxiPbRn3e-gaHE7zDcTmCC3gMNeJhdY3w8yzNU8yTtSkuZ6IK4/s3944/IMG_1628.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3944" data-original-width="3071" height="989" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvJPUEBikVP_y3x6NG4s-79H0KD8GmMWWHj_S7XML8QVHDNBdFTDC1P3LQgaJCeyizKZhu4lNyVZGEfl_60wnbEOLhC1s-GVV2IFjqtkuaUtLRIcGTKxoP0cI-Oo3pewk_yRWzwdLLnKxiPbRn3e-gaHE7zDcTmCC3gMNeJhdY3w8yzNU8yTtSkuZ6IK4/w770-h989/IMG_1628.JPG" width="770" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> Mom's side still live in North Wales and Dad's side still live on the Reservation in another State. Culturally I feel somewhat of a disconnect from both sides, as, it's not been my experience, except thru my Parents, to Live the Full Culture like each Side has. And, my Parents were the only Intercultural/Interracial Union that lived really outside of either Culture, while Dad Served in a long Military Career and was Stationed all over the World. Mom visited Wales a couple of times and Dad made some Pilgrimages to the Rez sometimes too, but, us Kids really never felt entirely comfortable in either place, or fit in to the Cultures fully, even during visits. You always were aware and reminded you were between Cultures. So, you bonded stronger with each other instead.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTVPFxUp4n0VGdVPif787fWFUkNh4yYGbRFQTAtHB7Fsk724PWyazc2T5sVOVv_r3Q9jlXzhyphenhyphenh41rQjgrN2vuPx4kjtOU3j1EnJV06miL2_67HUhdK8sap2bVl5_wZY_KJEKwUNIsIIikZZF71QIbMeb0erYmRzyt2guvMd9EzxpZb2s3DcWAnHeUs6YE/s5152/IMG_7745.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTVPFxUp4n0VGdVPif787fWFUkNh4yYGbRFQTAtHB7Fsk724PWyazc2T5sVOVv_r3Q9jlXzhyphenhyphenh41rQjgrN2vuPx4kjtOU3j1EnJV06miL2_67HUhdK8sap2bVl5_wZY_KJEKwUNIsIIikZZF71QIbMeb0erYmRzyt2guvMd9EzxpZb2s3DcWAnHeUs6YE/w774-h1032/IMG_7745.JPG" width="774" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Anyway... you never wanna be the last one... and so I'm really Hopeful my Brother proves Western Medicine Wrong again as he has numerous times before. He thinks he can, and I know if anyone can, he will. We'll leave it at that and Carry On. I don't fixate or receive Negative and grim diagnosis/prognosis. We tend to Listen to it and then Carry On as if there are alternatives not yet explored and able to overcome whatever the Medical Professionals accept and give up on. Our Family has a very long History of overcoming grim prognosis/diagnosis far beyond Expiration Dates given by Western Medical Professionals that claim it's the only Outcome to be expected. And the only Opinion you can Receive. Often when you don't Expire, they can't Explain it either. *LOL*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzlJqJRrg4rt5x79jSCPxjcbZlP71VukPgWOvv1fwqdDd_1jZQkNg373Wl_LEeAesAFxZ9whD0RtUtaCpaMAwFlIENrMv1tzZkrjDzTjBZiOyF3tpfGsD2vgtUlGc_9Ojn4n4IEtwwTrF2CrVV2Vw0joaj3HV7wh421qwlPkCLgCNeMS4KYMjZ84nV7TA/s5152/IMG_5612.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1028" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzlJqJRrg4rt5x79jSCPxjcbZlP71VukPgWOvv1fwqdDd_1jZQkNg373Wl_LEeAesAFxZ9whD0RtUtaCpaMAwFlIENrMv1tzZkrjDzTjBZiOyF3tpfGsD2vgtUlGc_9Ojn4n4IEtwwTrF2CrVV2Vw0joaj3HV7wh421qwlPkCLgCNeMS4KYMjZ84nV7TA/w771-h1028/IMG_5612.JPG" width="771" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">*******</i></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">At least half of the Update was Positive, we'll Take that... and run with it... Dawn... The Bohemian</i></p>Bohemianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825579903367960408.post-28289364351766333722024-03-28T08:49:00.000-07:002024-03-28T09:15:06.251-07:00The Anxiety Post<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeajjRb2NcTJMYQK4p76kYE5Jq980OzTzmmM6jcBVMyxj1Pf7HYSBkGLCxTv-ZcMfiYxDplcclgKO_mvQ7ntGMZ2Y63fj8uU_JSBg1qgk5yGtvjlVT1BOYDnc-pCAQLp86K3b97HGPPHHkP-ZfP5ZEkzvWTP-oJHRTBYI01-o3XkQajwlmCAd5_8WqnBQ/s960/434275370_7700368323349343_8995450158194569300_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="994" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeajjRb2NcTJMYQK4p76kYE5Jq980OzTzmmM6jcBVMyxj1Pf7HYSBkGLCxTv-ZcMfiYxDplcclgKO_mvQ7ntGMZ2Y63fj8uU_JSBg1qgk5yGtvjlVT1BOYDnc-pCAQLp86K3b97HGPPHHkP-ZfP5ZEkzvWTP-oJHRTBYI01-o3XkQajwlmCAd5_8WqnBQ/w746-h994/434275370_7700368323349343_8995450158194569300_n.jpg" width="746" /></a></span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I deleted another whole Post, it wasn't very good, so I scrapped it. Princess T had half a day of School, so, afterwards she helped me go clean the New Showroom for Ken. He's not in any shape to do it, so we thought we'd surprise him by doing it for him so he didn't have to. He's still got 3 Days before Move-Out and he's only got a scant few things left to Sell in there. The only other things in there are the few Display pieces of Furniture I bought from him. We also stocked our Old Showroom with more Specialty and Band T-Shirts and the Locked Case with some Smalls.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3FvR8Hd6ftrh90FO2NEJprzedHRbzcoZMC3MZ1IGtN-ALQqdyQJSuG3lwuLrPqjo94twfqSodOPeQDNykJIkpi0xtZKH3IyUrFpVdhI-n_KZeVA6O9OqSHx3HUVx3bK4OES_D5rx4QmSy9FHo5-C4BuK3Gp1oRx2Y8x0a93L3OizujVDALuWI1I2Fz5A/s960/434094983_7700368513349324_4739743495653813474_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="988" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3FvR8Hd6ftrh90FO2NEJprzedHRbzcoZMC3MZ1IGtN-ALQqdyQJSuG3lwuLrPqjo94twfqSodOPeQDNykJIkpi0xtZKH3IyUrFpVdhI-n_KZeVA6O9OqSHx3HUVx3bK4OES_D5rx4QmSy9FHo5-C4BuK3Gp1oRx2Y8x0a93L3OizujVDALuWI1I2Fz5A/w742-h988/434094983_7700368513349324_4739743495653813474_n.jpg" width="742" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>My Brother has his Major Heart Surgery early Tomorrow Morning, so we talked with him Today by Phone too. He hasn't had a consultation about what kind of Surgery his Insurance approved, which was Odd, but, he said mebbe it's better he doesn't know. All he knows is it should take 5-6 Hours, so, he's not expecting it to be an Organ Transplant, since those take in excess of 12. He was supposed to get a Defibrillator put in Two Months from now, but since he's got to have this Heart Surgery, he hopes they just install it while they're also doing whatever this is?</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZpQWbrR7IPOY3Zdp4fzR-INvMqBnr1DE46WcGFE2_ymo9h7RNHYfNvg6RhEwzD_x-NLmVZwmZ3JwzxTO8WBV2eg5N67XBwaCw9kLwjbD50DxDehr5PkUGMhQDrbuY90yd44A9EIFoXzhS0KGPBQsQj_S8aj3HwyGaBMXChdmV1UfaatnpBW5lZ0GMEmE/s2015/433427860_7699945420058300_9016987911306374347_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="996" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZpQWbrR7IPOY3Zdp4fzR-INvMqBnr1DE46WcGFE2_ymo9h7RNHYfNvg6RhEwzD_x-NLmVZwmZ3JwzxTO8WBV2eg5N67XBwaCw9kLwjbD50DxDehr5PkUGMhQDrbuY90yd44A9EIFoXzhS0KGPBQsQj_S8aj3HwyGaBMXChdmV1UfaatnpBW5lZ0GMEmE/w744-h996/433427860_7699945420058300_9016987911306374347_n.jpg" width="744" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>His Heart is only operating at 25% so, without the Emergency Surgery, he wasn't gonna last much longer, so, he doesn't Care what they do if it buys him some extra Time. Below 20% is severe Heart Failure. And it was constantly dropping, so, he agreed to whatever they feel they have to do and has no idea what that even is? It was good to talk to him, he's got Dark Gallow's Humor, so we laughed a lot, inappropriately, but, that's how we just are. The Daughter tried to hold it together and be Positive, but cried near the end of her time to talk with her Uncle. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRHgkoyIb1uFKd4CH_6n-d-GLV6iiWec1QrLzSJJaz1fUEBuyzottf88zIqKTO3akP2WjYONfo2w9WMFz5rC4GDEpza8u35-wUtRKVWIDXSE9qrc1QYx3hM8tsVmRjPlc9YT-TarNPOHnXsOwYIpjl9WWcv0sjaSiQkloCY31NYGfKXlu2b-8bBlYJ9Iw/s2015/434257858_7699995396719969_5110215087505996872_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="995" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRHgkoyIb1uFKd4CH_6n-d-GLV6iiWec1QrLzSJJaz1fUEBuyzottf88zIqKTO3akP2WjYONfo2w9WMFz5rC4GDEpza8u35-wUtRKVWIDXSE9qrc1QYx3hM8tsVmRjPlc9YT-TarNPOHnXsOwYIpjl9WWcv0sjaSiQkloCY31NYGfKXlu2b-8bBlYJ9Iw/w743-h995/434257858_7699995396719969_5110215087505996872_n.jpg" width="743" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I could tell just talking to us was wearing him out, he's short of Breath. So, we cut the Call short, just enuf to let him know we're all sending Positive Energy his way for Tomorrow. He's hoping his Lady can remember where the Hospital is, his long time Companion is much Older than him and having Memory Care Issues. We Joked inappropriately about how screwed we all are by how screwed up we all are now. *LOL* He's beaten incredible Odds before, numerous times in fact, so, he's remaining pragmatic yet Positive.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBuJeEPq3pGTD3jfJGTqnJq5Zcok44c0HwQ0OWp71XLOXeP4A9-iBk2XvWzESdEljMBFfw76wIs3kbqzWSH8RVUKS-leEMik9m9nexCd0SDSC1b5lYARYEhBizcXBiSLkvi0f1zN7p9rwvYIyrUBPrnsG1EMTYyGPCmF2rgONkDS5oPivVP64H-ZNSdMQ/s2015/434277338_7699949676724541_8057485088076936427_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="996" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBuJeEPq3pGTD3jfJGTqnJq5Zcok44c0HwQ0OWp71XLOXeP4A9-iBk2XvWzESdEljMBFfw76wIs3kbqzWSH8RVUKS-leEMik9m9nexCd0SDSC1b5lYARYEhBizcXBiSLkvi0f1zN7p9rwvYIyrUBPrnsG1EMTYyGPCmF2rgONkDS5oPivVP64H-ZNSdMQ/w744-h996/434277338_7699949676724541_8057485088076936427_n.jpg" width="744" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Marcie was upset with him for spending most of Today having her Write Down where everything is she would need to know should he not make it. But, he told her it's not like he could come back and tell her, if things don't go well and he doesn't make it. I Wish I could be there for them both right now, but, that isn't possible and we all know it. He's been really ill a long time and not able to Travel, so has The Man, so, it's been Years since we've been together in Person. The last time was just before Mom Passed and I couldn't even go back for the Funeral when she did finally Pass.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKE3wb-SjR895DRgrnGOZFwdXD9p5XQR75VsgRLJSsLV9i1qZxGuKfpb-823JgCnDj-nudy-W1WMSrvPt90k6_ELnEbUKV5h2hlRdjQ50NZE8mGC3AzgsaYIDbkZqznS0TOnK4fvtGGcrntNLDeWlFViiXdq0e_Z8GAnAeNwg4kl6AQTpEEoaBrASwW4A/s2015/434373387_7699992240053618_3725847936204584298_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="998" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKE3wb-SjR895DRgrnGOZFwdXD9p5XQR75VsgRLJSsLV9i1qZxGuKfpb-823JgCnDj-nudy-W1WMSrvPt90k6_ELnEbUKV5h2hlRdjQ50NZE8mGC3AzgsaYIDbkZqznS0TOnK4fvtGGcrntNLDeWlFViiXdq0e_Z8GAnAeNwg4kl6AQTpEEoaBrASwW4A/w746-h998/434373387_7699992240053618_3725847936204584298_n.jpg" width="746" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Anyway, I was Promised that someone would call with the outcome of his Surgery. So, this is the Anxiety Post and it's becoz I'm Anxious as Hell while Creating it, to know if he'll be Okay. This is definitely Stress Blogging, it settles my Nerves and is a Welcome distraction right now. I did finally get my State Tax Refund, so at least I do have some Money in the Bank now to fall back on, in case of another Emergency Situation. We owed the Feds a considerable amount and have also had all these other financial emergencies to fund in March, so, Timing right now is bad to come up with more for any other Crisis or Emergencies. Tapped Out we are. Sales are good at the Antique Mall for this Pay Period, but, it will be a couple Weeks before I get Paid again from there. So, I couldn't fund any more major shit that comes up this Month.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIUAHElrCR0WiO1AupMPRjSPUGp95ceAyaj8cjov4tQPOiyD98bf0AZsZ_vbKFaLdPGiZISkfGox29zSyTzlrhgYzynOSqUWgjifeeg69oZa4VZYcrn2F4RTX9QqdCl1-PSmBpG11TAQ_ijhgtWmFWYFYGenhq9ixDRkeskcutZ6OnD6dcv_yDTgnOiF8/s2015/434343710_7699942030058639_4912903484004415959_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="997" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIUAHElrCR0WiO1AupMPRjSPUGp95ceAyaj8cjov4tQPOiyD98bf0AZsZ_vbKFaLdPGiZISkfGox29zSyTzlrhgYzynOSqUWgjifeeg69oZa4VZYcrn2F4RTX9QqdCl1-PSmBpG11TAQ_ijhgtWmFWYFYGenhq9ixDRkeskcutZ6OnD6dcv_yDTgnOiF8/w745-h997/434343710_7699942030058639_4912903484004415959_n.jpg" width="745" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I watched another good NetFlix Movie "On The Line" {2022} starring Mel Gibson. It was a Thriller with a very unexpected Twist, no Spoiler Alert, I won't go further and ruin it for anyone who hasn't seen it yet. I was Surprised by how it played out and didn't see that coming. Gibson is still good in his roles, even if controversy and accusations has not made him someone endearing in Real Life. My Brother has Worked in Hollywood for Decades and always told me it was Hollyweird, so, don't be shocked by anything Celebrities and Performers get accused of being or doing. I keep that in Mind. He's spilled the Tea to me on many a Famous Person.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSBXFOkTuOmpFYRoNYwik_gMG82-_ByHrgKzWC6Imee91-leuSCt6eT7g5E7MEMSrjM9RSLDn8sWN_0YXzLd3Ga9l_6EGvwaSZJPzOoTvV5OSPXg0GqInPqzR4q40YBeSuWnTIVXs0TViZjuEpTUM8fyXunm1ZFjC-QT3VIbWU_br5cRDR5AUjwf6owo4/s2015/434350182_7699993756720133_8250366701059123585_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="995" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSBXFOkTuOmpFYRoNYwik_gMG82-_ByHrgKzWC6Imee91-leuSCt6eT7g5E7MEMSrjM9RSLDn8sWN_0YXzLd3Ga9l_6EGvwaSZJPzOoTvV5OSPXg0GqInPqzR4q40YBeSuWnTIVXs0TViZjuEpTUM8fyXunm1ZFjC-QT3VIbWU_br5cRDR5AUjwf6owo4/w743-h995/434350182_7699993756720133_8250366701059123585_n.jpg" width="743" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Right now Sean Puffy Combs is going the way of R. Kelly... not Surprising really, he hasn't been able to stay out of serious trouble for most of his Career. It's now apparently catching up to him in a big way. When I worked at the DA's Office here, we had quite a few Celebrity Defendants prosecuted in our County that I worked the Files of too. When someone has a very Public Life of Celebrity, hard to keep their Criminal Activities a complete Secret once they're made accountable for whatever they've done and has consequences, it becomes Newsworthy. Even if the Crime isn't a high profile one, the Case becomes one due to who the Defendant is when someone Famous becomes Infamous. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKSN0ykgHQlhUnmIfTUHJOXi0ZPSXlQueKCRKWpO8zGGjtghAbeiUx_O9Iat38R0ZjgnkTp7492SZfkZi2BnMPNJ-bM7uSaq1bsHEEEvTIxCd-6mwq2Cqh6aiAYioHuq_hFeP1lvCOeMYXKcmtJz9YWno41qFYJbCqf9y1WbxkUNV2e1Oz6kKMxDi29DA/s2015/434189176_7699641226755386_3304327188741007741_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="988" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKSN0ykgHQlhUnmIfTUHJOXi0ZPSXlQueKCRKWpO8zGGjtghAbeiUx_O9Iat38R0ZjgnkTp7492SZfkZi2BnMPNJ-bM7uSaq1bsHEEEvTIxCd-6mwq2Cqh6aiAYioHuq_hFeP1lvCOeMYXKcmtJz9YWno41qFYJbCqf9y1WbxkUNV2e1Oz6kKMxDi29DA/w738-h988/434189176_7699641226755386_3304327188741007741_n.jpg" width="738" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I've enjoyed Photographing the graphics of some of the T-Shirts we're putting into Inventory. It's been Fun to Source them too, the whole Family knows what the genre is that Princess T and I are looking for. We QC it all, but most of the time they get it Right. When we get things set up in the new Showroom I think the area we have Garments will look better and I do think I want to find those Picture Frames you can put LP Covers in and Source some of the best/favorite LP Covers too and hang them around the Racks of Clothes. The above Tee is the only one I Kept becoz it was my Size and had the Airstream Graphic on it for a Record Company that sounded Cool and is in Cali. Keeping enuf Tees in Stock is easy but a constant, they're Selling so quickly I'm amazed. Some I Photographed for the previous Post already Sold in less than 24 Hours!</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihgrVqoLczE_HYVjgcam0tJ9y0hIBI6AOehI6VfVf5m8FDzM-V7s9rfQIS0ZAD-CsWsXRlJetBOe1FeVoj-gaU188ZzdhqkoY8LgFWNHnci6eT7dqz6FAyD8exWuA3ovybHIbQI0Dpoh8GGCvY5HzHf_MwkA3MBwSS4f4rB2IrTolxV2YEafGGucPYHYo/s5152/IMG_7885.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="987" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihgrVqoLczE_HYVjgcam0tJ9y0hIBI6AOehI6VfVf5m8FDzM-V7s9rfQIS0ZAD-CsWsXRlJetBOe1FeVoj-gaU188ZzdhqkoY8LgFWNHnci6eT7dqz6FAyD8exWuA3ovybHIbQI0Dpoh8GGCvY5HzHf_MwkA3MBwSS4f4rB2IrTolxV2YEafGGucPYHYo/w740-h987/IMG_7885.JPG" width="740" /></a></span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>When I consider the Antiques and Vintage items that languish in Inventory too long, or aren't Selling, we should have switched over to something like this sooner. *LOL* My Vendor Friend Felicia should have been a Clue. She began with Mid-Century Merch, which is a Top Seller and always has been. But, she switched almost exclusively to Vintage Garments and Specialty Shirts and Jackets. Well, now I know Why! And as the Garment Vendors have expanded, so has the influx of Younger Generation Shoppers flooding the Mall and Buying. We just weren't getting the Older Crowd we used to, that you expect to frequent Antique Malls. And the Middle Aged Crowd are mostly Impulse Shoppers, Buying for Young Children, or Looky Lous.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBnmu5GdIcb7bc3oFbrzGeJYl4nm7XMAyyd84GmQwaY-IvddEq4yjQN1CE9VujeGNTmTIVWdv5mYocRFW2_KAQtbgX5PJ-50P-rNK7yHgA3CR-CfrW0GMmP0_1jOTjhw2XyK-DumpmVVhWZmVPh4RgVjmgng5F4EZ1sNy4q1ZaCiMz-8gF_nKOdp5YFt0/s5152/IMG_7884.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="991" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBnmu5GdIcb7bc3oFbrzGeJYl4nm7XMAyyd84GmQwaY-IvddEq4yjQN1CE9VujeGNTmTIVWdv5mYocRFW2_KAQtbgX5PJ-50P-rNK7yHgA3CR-CfrW0GMmP0_1jOTjhw2XyK-DumpmVVhWZmVPh4RgVjmgng5F4EZ1sNy4q1ZaCiMz-8gF_nKOdp5YFt0/w743-h991/IMG_7884.JPG" width="743" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Young Children like our Mall but are very specific, of coarse, in what they will ask their Parents to Buy them while there. Vintage Toys have always done well and so do the Collectible Toys favored by the Younger Generations. Men that come in are generally looking for Sports Memorabilia, Militaria, Coins, Tools and other Mantiques. So, as a Vendor, you have to consider what genre of Merch you're most comfortable hawking and that people are actually Buying? I'm very fed up with Appealing mostly to a demographic that is so random and only Buying what I don't really wanna be Selling. They're not my Tribe, so I wanna attract MY Customer that I KNOW well becoz our Aesthetic is similar, and there's only one way to go about that.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaQOuw3kFJ8ciEIIEsXRPDz_xGaIl4BxCENzFmvlGyWuQdFUDfyMXV9JDzWxCuRkFtiDfdJGUiLamAfKUnfRZTK9izr19XxHGcrogCDr_nlJMq53PLZs79MRCq4T_w1KjCa7Ru3wZlE1GEVjeG4yh4KExVPtrpun9IAfic345cvsT4-EDZbMxoj0rOVW0/s5152/IMG_7886.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="996" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaQOuw3kFJ8ciEIIEsXRPDz_xGaIl4BxCENzFmvlGyWuQdFUDfyMXV9JDzWxCuRkFtiDfdJGUiLamAfKUnfRZTK9izr19XxHGcrogCDr_nlJMq53PLZs79MRCq4T_w1KjCa7Ru3wZlE1GEVjeG4yh4KExVPtrpun9IAfic345cvsT4-EDZbMxoj0rOVW0/w747-h996/IMG_7886.JPG" width="747" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> The Purists are struggling, since they stubbornly won't adjust, adapt or change. But, even they are beginning to shift some. One of the Vendors that Sold the best quality Antique Furniture and Rare items, is now switched to Smalls almost exclusively and some surprising stuff that isn't Old at all. They also downsized their Retail Rental Space considerably. And if Jim and Mary are having to alter their Business Model and Plan, well, people are paying attention coz they've been Top Sellers of Quality Antiques for Years. They may even be having trouble now even Sourcing the Good Stuff? They go to a lot of Auctions and so do some of my Friends and they've said what's available now is not what it used to be at Auction. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWVsM8yNvEcbm_OTewObeB6V6lxW1QLM9BOXZFYIw-IvvBmA4psrH7OXswrAem9X9H_ik7aPhT9ZPfng7lmKANE0p76Wibnp9CpipsPCMqDYqD5v9FLqI4HpBNNaFVpBAIg-KnBIKSlecgKh1isMlHiX0AMtkG215OgRR6T4GBKKA_Kz38vy8Fybos4GA/s5152/IMG_4570.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="995" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWVsM8yNvEcbm_OTewObeB6V6lxW1QLM9BOXZFYIw-IvvBmA4psrH7OXswrAem9X9H_ik7aPhT9ZPfng7lmKANE0p76Wibnp9CpipsPCMqDYqD5v9FLqI4HpBNNaFVpBAIg-KnBIKSlecgKh1isMlHiX0AMtkG215OgRR6T4GBKKA_Kz38vy8Fybos4GA/w746-h995/IMG_4570.JPG" width="746" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Sometimes those adjustments are a Forced Hand, and I suspect with that Couple it was. Yes, it's a Shame, when they had the best Inventory that any Antique Mall SHOULD have, high end stuff in fact of it. But, I'm guessing Sales were getting stagnant with the Purist genre of Merch. I Loved a lot of what they had, but even I couldn't afford it and I'm one that will often Buy the Quality higher end product if it's something I feel I gotta have. But, within reason and not often do I now spring for a spendy item. In fact, I Buy a lot less these days of what I would even Keep, most of what we're Buying now is for Resale to make ends meet and supplement a Fixed Income. If we didn't need to do that, I wouldn't Buy hardly anything that isn't a necessity.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2_YDhQ1KimdtYfXseypP-fV5b6ZnjsuUNtUxhXs2JsmkYED3Yy5hfSDcg1WJkN23qI6xjb4Vxx2pFrsQ0dQQuYn5k8qqN8e8TYREGR_5MvssSbdfpECqV-Im1tkTNYT5d2YZgTwM3i484mNBcDVwJCIR8CUZV3eDzCxTkrvSNMMsO2tai1EOchd_xnR0/s5152/IMG_4573.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="990" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2_YDhQ1KimdtYfXseypP-fV5b6ZnjsuUNtUxhXs2JsmkYED3Yy5hfSDcg1WJkN23qI6xjb4Vxx2pFrsQ0dQQuYn5k8qqN8e8TYREGR_5MvssSbdfpECqV-Im1tkTNYT5d2YZgTwM3i484mNBcDVwJCIR8CUZV3eDzCxTkrvSNMMsO2tai1EOchd_xnR0/w742-h990/IMG_4573.JPG" width="742" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> I suspect most people are the same, even consummate Collectors with deeper pockets and budget than I set for myself on things I don't really need, but want, or Invest in. *LOL* And Trends come and go, sometimes something is In, then it's Out. You have to keep your Finger on the Pulse of what's Trending in Vintage and what's now passe' or slowing down. And even my own Tastes and Habits are shifting constantly, things I used to have infatuations with, as I'm Aging, I'm just not even interested in purchasing more of whatever it is now. And things I Like I don't Buy now, I have to LOVE it and move beyond just Liking it before I'll spend Money on it that I don't really <b><u>need</u></b> to spend. I probably Window Shop and get Inspired by going Shopping, more than I am a Buyer these days. Or, I'm on the Hunt for Inventory I don't already have at Home to Sell.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNas9-rsa6ybCEy59Vf4_f-_WX0prTKFdBrurxtyLOJp1arMDn29xZ0ozHKAeCahQv2_SapaFjAsVKOf-nWUareuM09dk8vm074Ugo-YF52XpW-xdeWirjhMmZ2qAPWFJkgS99Dtjr_lCmKTUV2GutkOTOhuD5K6oanwmg6NEy9sMNXDvr_k2e0YuRYIU/s3646/IMG_7887.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3646" data-original-width="2622" height="1045" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNas9-rsa6ybCEy59Vf4_f-_WX0prTKFdBrurxtyLOJp1arMDn29xZ0ozHKAeCahQv2_SapaFjAsVKOf-nWUareuM09dk8vm074Ugo-YF52XpW-xdeWirjhMmZ2qAPWFJkgS99Dtjr_lCmKTUV2GutkOTOhuD5K6oanwmg6NEy9sMNXDvr_k2e0YuRYIU/w751-h1045/IMG_7887.JPG" width="751" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>This Morning I'm anxiously awaiting Word from my Brother's Lady as to the outcome of his Major Heart Surgery he's having? He was going in at 6:00 am and had told me the Surgery would last 5-6 Hours. The wait is excruciating since it's such a serious and risky Surgery he's having and his condition is already so fragile. My Brother is tough as Old Boots, yet, he's been thru so much already. I had the added stress this Morning of Princess T being Moody and in Tears, slamming Doors and not wanting to go to School. As it's nearing Graduation and she won't be Graduating with her Class and is still Failing English, she's becoming very Emotionally Raw. I get it, but, I still have to be the Heavy and make her attend, even tho' I know School is so hard for her and she tries hard, yet Fails a lot.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHW9qF6FqX_WyvYg8IiGiufJXxQjE0hu88kGfLwU8RqETZdPg6N_5H8KL_eNZQGzWhDcWySdqFdYZGfox3UUdgCDMYi82m1YKVZLkZopRoMQDFwZqobQ6niT8mOzhIMzXI03F_AdSQJTLCVa8GVEBJTPNg7u0CbxEhPjHuuUvEN_iFXzIb7VtnZ6D32Xg/s5152/IMG_4123.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="995" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHW9qF6FqX_WyvYg8IiGiufJXxQjE0hu88kGfLwU8RqETZdPg6N_5H8KL_eNZQGzWhDcWySdqFdYZGfox3UUdgCDMYi82m1YKVZLkZopRoMQDFwZqobQ6niT8mOzhIMzXI03F_AdSQJTLCVa8GVEBJTPNg7u0CbxEhPjHuuUvEN_iFXzIb7VtnZ6D32Xg/w746-h995/IMG_4123.JPG" width="746" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>She was being hyperbolic and telling me NOBODY was going to School Today, which meant in Code, that Timmy and Matthew weren't. *Winks* Some Seniors are ditching Class since their Graduation is assured, she's still trying to recapture Credits so doesn't have the luxury of behaving like a Graduating Senior. We'll be Lucky if she doesn't Age Out of The System with how many Credits she's behind and how significant her Learning Disabilities are for mandatory Classes she hasn't been able to get Passing Grades in for Years now. Yes, her IEP makes some concessions and modifications, not nearly enuf of them tho' to ensure she Passes some things she just can't grasp. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZP39Chui5xROsAGWOEjeBaVQp9-JNTuZDcqtMCmrShJCoHPBh-pTodjCZlpD7QTP3zlW4yFPeTgU9BD_afHRiWNbyuwUDuLaH3xJ4sIX4uMk_5PXgrvVWVjPiuuQZxQGhsfFq0nqlEjwJskNA6F3WV5mKslAVCFDkimL339-3qHkfkZ_9lIpvm2vnfJg/s5152/IMG_4697.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="994" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZP39Chui5xROsAGWOEjeBaVQp9-JNTuZDcqtMCmrShJCoHPBh-pTodjCZlpD7QTP3zlW4yFPeTgU9BD_afHRiWNbyuwUDuLaH3xJ4sIX4uMk_5PXgrvVWVjPiuuQZxQGhsfFq0nqlEjwJskNA6F3WV5mKslAVCFDkimL339-3qHkfkZ_9lIpvm2vnfJg/w746-h994/IMG_4697.JPG" width="746" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> I don't know how or why the severely Developmentally Disabled get to Graduate and the High Functional Student with Special Needs and Learning Disabilities are put thru torturous Standards they can't meet? I've seen Kids getting Diplomas at Graduation Ceremonies for Years that don't even know they're there. But if you have a Student with a Learning Disability or Serious Mental Illness, and relatively high Function, their criteria to get an Education or Graduate is far different apparently. I do think there is much Societal Bias that has to be overcome. People do feel some kind of way about Mental Illness or people who appear 'Normal' and yet have a legit Disability that isn't so apparent. So, the Compassion Factor is not there as it might be for a really Developmentally Disabled person that it's obvious they're bad off.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg50yo3tbbc9urPe_qdyn_v9rV8E2Eod-5suoe8sX4SEJpxrOtI2sNZJccLEZ8C8W9hITAqq8sDOind3bfj3bn63Pn4Ty2Ffck6puOhgWrTfaUF3b7x1S3fkmhx-mqLtRR6t3lalRxtz4LLcsGA-Ybn6cMFRPB_aIrXPRJIhJ87eZBi96tB5oNzKMe6WUs/s5152/IMG_4036.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1002" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg50yo3tbbc9urPe_qdyn_v9rV8E2Eod-5suoe8sX4SEJpxrOtI2sNZJccLEZ8C8W9hITAqq8sDOind3bfj3bn63Pn4Ty2Ffck6puOhgWrTfaUF3b7x1S3fkmhx-mqLtRR6t3lalRxtz4LLcsGA-Ybn6cMFRPB_aIrXPRJIhJ87eZBi96tB5oNzKMe6WUs/w751-h1002/IMG_4036.JPG" width="751" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Princess T has felt the resentment of certain Teachers that don't really want her in their Class becoz she requires accommodations. They see a very personable, quiet, pretty, intelligent Girl, who doesn't appear to have anything Wrong with her. But, they're told she does, they don't Believe it, and she can't always perform or Pass their Class. They personalize her Failure I guess? And becoz of her Social Anxieties, she withdraws into herself a lot. She said some of them have implied she's just lazy or not trying hard enough. She knows she's giving it all she has and it makes her angry and emotional to have people act like she should be able to do things she just can't, it's humiliating and embarrassing to her. Not every Child is an Academic and no Child should be made to feel inferior or bad about that.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicFqzjLCSpp8fMskIWRToyzeX-yW7nJh7KmTzSY2AQMEbioknTqRDRhr7xBYBAnukMDKQzXdszg3ezJTgz3408CzkOywemuaKvpxwPJ_b1ma2mCQYghWLAB-4Tn9-NKo9idjyFSggYegZY1O-A3aVXhrTCRilLyssuweyVn0tUM-twqoScIVnxIN2giEU/s5152/IMG_2955.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="999" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicFqzjLCSpp8fMskIWRToyzeX-yW7nJh7KmTzSY2AQMEbioknTqRDRhr7xBYBAnukMDKQzXdszg3ezJTgz3408CzkOywemuaKvpxwPJ_b1ma2mCQYghWLAB-4Tn9-NKo9idjyFSggYegZY1O-A3aVXhrTCRilLyssuweyVn0tUM-twqoScIVnxIN2giEU/w749-h999/IMG_2955.JPG" width="749" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>No Kiddo wants to be Different since bullying is a big issue on all Campuses and the Responsible Adults don't always address it. Some even add to it by singling out Kids who are vulnerable. Yes, there are bully Adults and we all know it and they prey on who they can easily victimize. Princess T wants to fly under the Radar and appear like everyone else so she won't be picked on or targeted. Years ago she had me buy fake Glasses so she'd "Look Smarter", and she once told me she was glad she was Pretty, since, she wasn't very Smart! Yes, I choked up and cried privately both times! And, the last thing she wants is to tell me of Issues she's having. Since she knows I'll go HARD for her and not just rock the Boat at School, but capsize the Motherfucker if it's my Child being victimized in ANY kind of way. *Winks*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-MBqHhZhdASjcmM9aGbuLpoi_W9yWI8MXAzbQygRLFua5WOnwzPYnoY-wVVFKYyRb-7GmAJNgRyokfRY9yAtGtCaMwf7wtMZPv1pkc59uTxrBxhyphenhyphenZhidRu2cP61KPcn0fw5qk4-zSKfp560NOiqOP0QDXAe7JdLplwSahVN3uOjNEV41r77kNbrL0Sxk/s5152/IMG_4806.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1002" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-MBqHhZhdASjcmM9aGbuLpoi_W9yWI8MXAzbQygRLFua5WOnwzPYnoY-wVVFKYyRb-7GmAJNgRyokfRY9yAtGtCaMwf7wtMZPv1pkc59uTxrBxhyphenhyphenZhidRu2cP61KPcn0fw5qk4-zSKfp560NOiqOP0QDXAe7JdLplwSahVN3uOjNEV41r77kNbrL0Sxk/w751-h1002/IMG_4806.JPG" width="751" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Eventually all my Kids would tell me if it got too much for any of them. They know I will go on the Warpath, since, Dark Dawn is who will show up at their School and go on a rampage. No Student, Teacher or Administrator who knows who I am, and how I am, wants me to Fixate on THEM if they're the Problem I need a Solution to. I'm very Solution Oriented you see. *Winks* And if you're not part of our Solution, then you're part of the fucking Problem we have and you will be addressed as such. So, I tend to be the Hail Mary of the Family that the rest of them rely on when nothing else has Worked and they have to now Activate me in desperation. *LMAO* Well, that's how they describe it and why they hesitate to use me to be their Fixer at times. Tho' I do NOT have an exceptionally small chance of achieving a completion. I don't mind being that Parent nobody wants to have to Deal with, so, don't make me have to be. *LOL & Winks*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjGvcYkhWArIzJpSxuB3-vj0tr6I7AeRKu6sBqAOPtnol1SywshWxRqF49o8-Q7uZM0o7gmlklU3R-cqOLFh2XlMAdfD8zPrNo2OgCjoIvCavhfqLSDG9QUqcRKnuY7KZnxFddonj5eJLYGGLsYp01HjIgz45ECj71RxLDB88V0z975u7MZ8xFz4bK-zs/s5152/IMG_2352.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1002" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjGvcYkhWArIzJpSxuB3-vj0tr6I7AeRKu6sBqAOPtnol1SywshWxRqF49o8-Q7uZM0o7gmlklU3R-cqOLFh2XlMAdfD8zPrNo2OgCjoIvCavhfqLSDG9QUqcRKnuY7KZnxFddonj5eJLYGGLsYp01HjIgz45ECj71RxLDB88V0z975u7MZ8xFz4bK-zs/w751-h1002/IMG_2352.JPG" width="751" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>So, when I know there's a Problem, but the Loved One doesn't wanna Talk about it, it's coz they're hiding it from me so I won't get Involved. I Respect that, but always let them know that when and if they're ready for me to be Told and get in the Game, we will have a Solution to their Problem, rest assured. The collateral damage if we don't have a Solution will be far and wide, and I don't Care who has to go Down, if we're going Down, well, I'm taking everyone with us, just sayin'. So, it's just better to have who we're up against be on our Team and come up with Solutions to any Problems we aren't tolerating anymore. I don't Care what you have to pull out of your Ass to get there, but, GET THERE. They might not Care if she Graduates, but we do. It can have many Negative life altering consequences to be a Drop Out. Nobody Cares why you were, just that you were.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgjm_bR5iqUE0bZ6tt2NhP0aVYbZTHNAXMT9i0l7VcxZpwH0vyeCbmNf4LdVI8XdkEp5a5zyzxEQGVrDQX6F5WkVFX4B975cHs6pGEiW7GlAJuuBscasgZpWKaC0_RePh2-cX4Ek5-q8R_5t1B6YeFU4VXeUluNGoHGFhxPSJmHSQZQNraZmWSm-UEiYw/s5152/IMG_3548.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="995" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgjm_bR5iqUE0bZ6tt2NhP0aVYbZTHNAXMT9i0l7VcxZpwH0vyeCbmNf4LdVI8XdkEp5a5zyzxEQGVrDQX6F5WkVFX4B975cHs6pGEiW7GlAJuuBscasgZpWKaC0_RePh2-cX4Ek5-q8R_5t1B6YeFU4VXeUluNGoHGFhxPSJmHSQZQNraZmWSm-UEiYw/w746-h995/IMG_3548.JPG" width="746" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Yes, you probably have Guessed they don't like me having to come to the School often, if at all. Most of the time they'd rather resolve Issues by Skype/Zoom, or whatever they're hiding behind these days, so that they don't have a Face to Face Sit Down with ya and be in the same Space. *Smiles* And I already know from the Intel she gives me, that after even a Skype or Zoom Meeting with me, they usually talk about it for Days {LOL} and Behave for a little while, then it goes back to the Status Quo. So, we just wanna get her thru fucking School already and be Done with it. I don't Hope to change broken Systems, Okay, been there and done that with too many Systems that just aren't Working or Serving who they should and probably never will. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzzIiBL4oavjP6k5F6KzpHQ5DihTIcUcYw3f1xSK2g7duxV_vH9TkgIfDrLprth5pVvSXKQKB6xPSvSEEM0ojhoy1LkLzNOFNtNp-74Iqdi629QVvKoJgHDKdyQvO20kIcwG8AI3JmjuWobllpPSCEBjw3CM2Uc_winXkgr8ZYrmXo4WL01XG0B3oFd5M/s5152/IMG_3273.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="992" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzzIiBL4oavjP6k5F6KzpHQ5DihTIcUcYw3f1xSK2g7duxV_vH9TkgIfDrLprth5pVvSXKQKB6xPSvSEEM0ojhoy1LkLzNOFNtNp-74Iqdi629QVvKoJgHDKdyQvO20kIcwG8AI3JmjuWobllpPSCEBjw3CM2Uc_winXkgr8ZYrmXo4WL01XG0B3oFd5M/w744-h992/IMG_3273.JPG" width="744" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> Raging against the Machine only goes so far before it doesn't. You only get the satisfaction of Taking Out the worse of your Problematic People. And I've done that with zero regrets of what Heads hadda Roll, at least it improved the Situations for many to take out the worst few IMO. And, to be entirely Fair, there are a lot of Good People in The System and they have to just Work with what they have and they have my utmost Respect and Compassion, that's rough. Princess T has more Caring Teachers who have aided her in getting the Credits she has earned. Than those who've been a hindrance and not been the least bit Helpful to her being able to Succeed. If you, as the Teacher, have Failed a Child, it's YOUR Failure too IMO.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_clIzXGaxjuxnjiPuP7DsaDVaqCXXzOHb6hlRso6l0OpTuM774v603j_Csbpxgl_r8PnBslBFbeYjnll21osnLzPdchAUcX1WXl5w3MKWgKFHseXJBNZuO-S5RLZExQOy5Q07oKRpxLP_75U8Pawy6FbdJ-o_LBOzNHYamgzyAb6MSWYNRAfHUIyGfME/s5152/IMG_2945.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="994" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_clIzXGaxjuxnjiPuP7DsaDVaqCXXzOHb6hlRso6l0OpTuM774v603j_Csbpxgl_r8PnBslBFbeYjnll21osnLzPdchAUcX1WXl5w3MKWgKFHseXJBNZuO-S5RLZExQOy5Q07oKRpxLP_75U8Pawy6FbdJ-o_LBOzNHYamgzyAb6MSWYNRAfHUIyGfME/w746-h994/IMG_2945.JPG" width="746" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> But, it's the hindrance ones who've contributed to the current Situation which is now our Problem, plain and simple, and so, it's THEIR Problem now too, Deal with it. So, Solutions have to be found, I don't want this Child dropping out becoz they can't or won't be as Solution Oriented as I am. There has to be a Way and if there isn't, fucking find one. I have no Magic Wand or Fairie Dust to Heal this Child from her Disabling Factors, or I would have already, it's permanent, we had to accept that Reality and Live with it. We function Daily with working around Loved Ones Disabilities 24-7 and 365... they only have her for each Semester she HAS to be there. If you want her {and me} gone, then, let's get this Solved some kind of way, that's all. *Winks*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVAqmuBaUlf7Fz0likvASkoGyx0e-qCZ40rn-12Hwdq9FBWNqXWnNeQZWBGFHd0-tZU6kluAHBFIZP-Qgj-XUEqQFMAv639yqE6bCQRXTz4GhfwX8xJxGD6kBA1KygWV2m2GlSGf3pkWYCp6B5E3dzL1YjouWpUjiAKXYyklAuThFnvspsdcTX2D6FBik/s1391/s-l1600.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1391" data-original-width="701" height="1485" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVAqmuBaUlf7Fz0likvASkoGyx0e-qCZ40rn-12Hwdq9FBWNqXWnNeQZWBGFHd0-tZU6kluAHBFIZP-Qgj-XUEqQFMAv639yqE6bCQRXTz4GhfwX8xJxGD6kBA1KygWV2m2GlSGf3pkWYCp6B5E3dzL1YjouWpUjiAKXYyklAuThFnvspsdcTX2D6FBik/w747-h1485/s-l1600.jpg" width="747" /></a></i></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /> </i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>This Skookum Doll arrived Today and he is Adorable. He's one of the Midsized ones and in remarkable condition. So, he's been well Cared for and even his Human or Mohair Hair Wig is very well coifed still. Production of these Dolls was ceased in the late 1950's, but an Austrian Company produced them until the 1970's, which, still makes all of them Vintage, if not Antique. I'm guessing this Guy is of the latter period due to his Blanket Wrap Material being more like a Sweater than an Old Indian Blanket Scrap like the very Old ones typically are adorned with. Plus his Mask looks more like the latter ones than the older Composition pre 1940's. I'm Guessing he is about as Old as I am and from the same Era. *LOL* Tho' Collectible, they are not authentic Native American Dolls, but, I've always had a fondness for them. They were Designed and Created originally by a White Woman and then mass produced as Souvenirs.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtY1m_Yjklv0kjcG7_93x-apXMYtfEbrfDTm9_IObdmBG7vWx2kRJZC3TGGx23K4_Xqq2MyREfZCnL2eNxcyPiGXhGc1szvWmfc3DnAkk7u4iRI1iW2pmAvm24qlIO-FczB8l4sKCCgsicXpNBWP9Hzkm0jQpPZVPujYM5BjKaq4nlLsofdjjeHTybZ38/s3861/IMG_1360.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3861" data-original-width="2697" height="1068" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtY1m_Yjklv0kjcG7_93x-apXMYtfEbrfDTm9_IObdmBG7vWx2kRJZC3TGGx23K4_Xqq2MyREfZCnL2eNxcyPiGXhGc1szvWmfc3DnAkk7u4iRI1iW2pmAvm24qlIO-FczB8l4sKCCgsicXpNBWP9Hzkm0jQpPZVPujYM5BjKaq4nlLsofdjjeHTybZ38/w748-h1068/IMG_1360.JPG" width="748" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>And don't some Days just Feel like this? *LOL* Yeah, our Family is here right now, Feeling like we're at or in the Mouth of The Beast trying not to be devoured. Stay Tuned to know who Wins that Battle... *Winks*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>*******</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Dawn... The Bohemian</i></span></p>Bohemianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825579903367960408.post-81973109093102478892024-03-27T04:56:00.000-07:002024-03-27T04:57:54.738-07:00How Compromised Are You?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDhvJP7sgxxNCm0VQuo8_bSydmoNImM-jbxfdk7Dp5wyb_hEyKgLF69TgoCDheP7KSH6t9YZR-3-3zMgYQnxznMKKM47UTZxpscbR24onY4wZZFEiSRXgr57Ks4Z84tfFQ3PXUmgQG4uPCzBpl3saknuWw5i2z_1LYQb9bBwbYYpWl2pZJQfSMbjHfQEc/s4169/IMG_7992.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4169" data-original-width="2468" height="1291" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDhvJP7sgxxNCm0VQuo8_bSydmoNImM-jbxfdk7Dp5wyb_hEyKgLF69TgoCDheP7KSH6t9YZR-3-3zMgYQnxznMKKM47UTZxpscbR24onY4wZZFEiSRXgr57Ks4Z84tfFQ3PXUmgQG4uPCzBpl3saknuWw5i2z_1LYQb9bBwbYYpWl2pZJQfSMbjHfQEc/w762-h1291/IMG_7992.JPG" width="762" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I Paid TJ more than he asked me for, he'd really done me such an incredible favor and saved me so much Money by fixing the John Deere and agreeing to continue to do my Yardwork and Irrigation. I had thought he didn't want to do it anymore, but he said he's just had so much to do that he wasn't sure he'd be as reliable as we might need. I don't mind waiting 'til he can fit it into his Schedule, he does such a good job and his Family and ours have become good Friends. I'd rather he get the Money than someone I don't know or necessarily Trust. He's doing the Yard again right now, you can see the difference once the Tractor is maintained well again. He'd sharpened the Blades while he had it apart repairing the Motor's problem.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2pqESwlTBLkQQywbuFytBT9zXxc_Ps1F-ToRl4Vnjg71iO8yRw285N-IRIxz6Bk-Jdbi1uYbHWwLSl4djm9HgmsNKItmRD-0t7SnyCYV6pFVp7S2FNhRG2p1UcNT6Hh079k2C6vQVKIC0_e2nnxHKZX2SkLe33zkehCjwXIC9GNSYTyQdal2N07gsADM/s3741/IMG_7990.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3741" data-original-width="2167" height="1300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2pqESwlTBLkQQywbuFytBT9zXxc_Ps1F-ToRl4Vnjg71iO8yRw285N-IRIxz6Bk-Jdbi1uYbHWwLSl4djm9HgmsNKItmRD-0t7SnyCYV6pFVp7S2FNhRG2p1UcNT6Hh079k2C6vQVKIC0_e2nnxHKZX2SkLe33zkehCjwXIC9GNSYTyQdal2N07gsADM/w751-h1300/IMG_7990.JPG" width="751" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>So, now our Property looks well manicured and maintained again and I don't have every Landscape Company that drives by stopping and giving me estimates and implying how unkempt it's looking. *LOL* It was enlightening to know what Companies charge now, we've done our own Work for so long that sometimes I'm Clueless how much Hiring a Company actually costs. I had Sticker Shock, I ain't gonna Lie, clearly I can't afford to have too much Hired Staff. *Ha ha ha* I do have a Pool Guy, and we have an Exterminator, Plumber and Air Conditioning/Heater Specialists on Retainer. That's really all I can manage besides Hiring a Friend and Neighbor to do the Yardwork and Irrigation too. The Man and I used to be able to DIY everything, those days are clearly over.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmkyypOwGajUhOhpcoJVpMBg_WxOsBFsiVHfsKZGuPoRpT5ByKNNe0JAyEzj78E_iWoGwO28q_Z-llmI76Fql0oJ578rDHEuZkEwPva99PPefWG_v9Km9QTlz3gAOmmwwUEyW08QMIX52CSr30vSUrR5hvmyKqrTq-mHNjGMHvMuf6b9gzdmFvyyNLSQo/s1440/433005742_7696491597070349_4257094540967807416_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1072" height="1008" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmkyypOwGajUhOhpcoJVpMBg_WxOsBFsiVHfsKZGuPoRpT5ByKNNe0JAyEzj78E_iWoGwO28q_Z-llmI76Fql0oJ578rDHEuZkEwPva99PPefWG_v9Km9QTlz3gAOmmwwUEyW08QMIX52CSr30vSUrR5hvmyKqrTq-mHNjGMHvMuf6b9gzdmFvyyNLSQo/w750-h1008/433005742_7696491597070349_4257094540967807416_n.jpg" width="750" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The Son Won a couple of $100 Concert Tickets, so he's going to bring his Sister and Friend Bree with him. He'd bought himself a Ticket to this Concert and entered a Drawing a local Rock Radio Station had. This is the 6th time in a Year he's been a Winner, he's very Lucky like that with Drawings and so he enters them frequently. He goes to a lot of Concerts, but usually with Friends who also buy Tickets for the same ones. His Sister hasn't been to a Concert in Years, so she's excited he's taking her with one of his Winning Tickets, and Bree is a good Friend of his since High School. This is one of those Concerts that has several Bands and not just one Headliner. A lot of the Casinos on the Reservations often have Venues too. My Friend Amy from our Antique Mall recently won Six Grand on the Slots at a Casino near us.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT0TFpTTFFqLfrcsMglYAUGda4IRy0FWqm6DmhjC8Ga5vVAGL3cxHKVgu6RqZZxl6lgEawD5NNa3vdk3CegSvKbnSbP5xf3YJ6QjGV8SG-j3IKGAU7GJ4Z0JGgKcAAi0n6itaYBAsFqn8fFnbd2U9OpxtGm3_tTHIxLQP7iNlJ3exdLXEqn2OikZjvAHU/s1440/433135306_7696488973737278_145719099290012656_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1072" height="1008" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT0TFpTTFFqLfrcsMglYAUGda4IRy0FWqm6DmhjC8Ga5vVAGL3cxHKVgu6RqZZxl6lgEawD5NNa3vdk3CegSvKbnSbP5xf3YJ6QjGV8SG-j3IKGAU7GJ4Z0JGgKcAAi0n6itaYBAsFqn8fFnbd2U9OpxtGm3_tTHIxLQP7iNlJ3exdLXEqn2OikZjvAHU/w750-h1008/433135306_7696488973737278_145719099290012656_n.jpg" width="750" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>She's hilarious, she was telling me she always Wins more Money at the Casinos than she earns Selling at our Antique Mall, so, her Husband would rather she Gamble. *LOL* She's a really hard Worker, but to her, Gambling has been profitable and easy. She said if you Win too often tho', the Casinos ban you, so she limits her exposure between Wins on purpose. She's had Friends who've been banned becoz they've Won too much or too often. If you're not cheating, I don't know how they can justify banning a Winner, they sure don't ban Losers. *LOL* I suppose they imply that the odds should be so against you, that if you do Win and have incredible Luck, you must be cheating and shouldn't ever come out ahead of the House? I don't Gamble, so, have never been in any of the Casinos that abound on Rez's around Metro Phoenix.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh99sYbLvdyvbfXDp2mU4MND3INmcuQYSRxVHiACAN5C6j47ge-yGufn_h7kXQ-zWvri3leZZBFeimBDYzvkbJyUG8cSnDTPIYZd1oz5KaqS8ztR5e0xA4JXM7okwiIB8qrpqk02tnoHwCXdLcyjSWCN6VugFfrlWa9K-FszTWkQvnYRosCGjeXLfnAMF8/s1440/433449472_7696487193737456_7862282355060630774_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1072" height="1005" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh99sYbLvdyvbfXDp2mU4MND3INmcuQYSRxVHiACAN5C6j47ge-yGufn_h7kXQ-zWvri3leZZBFeimBDYzvkbJyUG8cSnDTPIYZd1oz5KaqS8ztR5e0xA4JXM7okwiIB8qrpqk02tnoHwCXdLcyjSWCN6VugFfrlWa9K-FszTWkQvnYRosCGjeXLfnAMF8/w747-h1005/433449472_7696487193737456_7862282355060630774_n.jpg" width="747" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Within an easy drive from our House are a multitude of Indian Casinos, many are really close by, some, more of a Day Trip Drive. Desert Diamond, Gila River, Vee Quiva, Talking Stick, We-Ko-Pa, Apache Gold, Ak-Chin, Mazatzal, Yavapai, Twin Arrows and Casino Arizona. It's why my Niece, who plays Poker and is very good at it, was here visiting a lot when she was playing in the Tournaments. She now lives in Oklahoma, that has about as many Indian Casinos and Reservation Land as Arizona has, and a cheaper cost of living she could afford. She used to travel to Vegas for Tournaments too, but preferred the Indian Casinos and most of our Friends do too. I might go one day out of Curiosity, my Kids have gone and said there's good Entertainment and Food, even if you don't Gamble. We used to go to Vegas often, but, not to Gamble, exclusively for the Entertainment, 'til it got too expensive.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0XB_Qio1KbuLRrdoMFRqCGNsMZ5oePxGQI6gcj_OnCsAmCwH3RZJl7j2v0hHDGFVpPztmxG7GninNtatHr-wqhkeaz79RcnNyWBhQPg-Vhd3XjWQbCySqq12wbzFMqkooTkv9yEQJQ38bAimO4P8z6xLTHsVvKehBg1Spo6ZljqJ5KqJerMJnybuTTmM/s5152/IMG_3999.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="992" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0XB_Qio1KbuLRrdoMFRqCGNsMZ5oePxGQI6gcj_OnCsAmCwH3RZJl7j2v0hHDGFVpPztmxG7GninNtatHr-wqhkeaz79RcnNyWBhQPg-Vhd3XjWQbCySqq12wbzFMqkooTkv9yEQJQ38bAimO4P8z6xLTHsVvKehBg1Spo6ZljqJ5KqJerMJnybuTTmM/w744-h992/IMG_3999.JPG" width="744" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Plus, Vegas is somewhere I can only enjoy for 1-2 Days before I am more than ready to leave. The same with trips to Cali, my limit for both is 48 Hours tops before I'm packing up and calling it a Day. *LOL* If it wasn't for Friends and Family that live in both locations, I'd probably be ready to leave in 24 Hours. But, it is a long drive for a mere Day Trip, so we'd spend at least One full Day just visiting Relatives or Friends who live there to make it worth commuting that many Hours and the expense to get there. *Smiles* Now that most Tribes in Arizona have Casinos, hardly any of my Friends and Family in Arizona go to Vegas anymore, no need to and they claim it's easier to Win something and the Entertainment Venues are reasonably priced. Vegas got too expensive, too tight, and half the time you couldn't even get Tickets to the best Shows... unless you booked Months in advance.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji1HhiDvTP7DsWcwsFUOfEZDTgHwATc-3DKwCMQBVq9X_cJA9NGA7bOZ6DL_Ci3EzH6hzTk-FBGHF0HQIs5UG2MqtI61hZHtAqXznufHdOtt354NXsVGjTjp1AMuex9_Ml74HSG9D_ia-nUrHLQRgGWU6MEMAZgRGc-cpvo4EtoXnYHqAMJOjyhdcJROQ/s5152/IMG_4522.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="989" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji1HhiDvTP7DsWcwsFUOfEZDTgHwATc-3DKwCMQBVq9X_cJA9NGA7bOZ6DL_Ci3EzH6hzTk-FBGHF0HQIs5UG2MqtI61hZHtAqXznufHdOtt354NXsVGjTjp1AMuex9_Ml74HSG9D_ia-nUrHLQRgGWU6MEMAZgRGc-cpvo4EtoXnYHqAMJOjyhdcJROQ/w742-h989/IMG_4522.JPG" width="742" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>During the Old Days any Trips to Vegas were spontaneous decisions, not something I planned and mapped out Months or Years in advance. I'm not inclined to live a Contrived Life. I did Marry The Man there tho', and even that was spontaneous for us and we Eloped and only told my Mom, so she could babysit my Kids. *LOL* I heard that since the very last time we went there, the Historic Iconic Chapel, Silver Bell, we got Married in, burnt down in 2002. It wasn't the only Old Wedding Chapel to burn down, Two people Died in another one that was Vacant and burnt in 2021, I suspect since that one had been Vacant and abandoned, the Dead were likely Squatters or Homeless Vagrants that perished. Anyway, Old Vegas is nothing like New Vegas, so, it totally lost it's Appeal to us. We quit going before all our Kids were even grown and certainly before the G-Kid Force were Born. I don't miss it.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQGH91QAIKFR5gFLf4zeK5p43ZOS1cduyj5YjNZhDsVwP1431Fn3lvirYwDp3i2SLZP2Bq7lLqR_xjaY2tPrAdaMzq9f7OvqmtM3Y0Fy872QKtRZOYX87mBKiPPycU2jQM0iTo4bdXUpyo1GXtmAe5k_3d9hHESfCdFBpcZYfNIUG_xLpukMu5Bs0GovU/s4448/IMG_7469.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4448" data-original-width="2819" height="1162" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQGH91QAIKFR5gFLf4zeK5p43ZOS1cduyj5YjNZhDsVwP1431Fn3lvirYwDp3i2SLZP2Bq7lLqR_xjaY2tPrAdaMzq9f7OvqmtM3Y0Fy872QKtRZOYX87mBKiPPycU2jQM0iTo4bdXUpyo1GXtmAe5k_3d9hHESfCdFBpcZYfNIUG_xLpukMu5Bs0GovU/w737-h1162/IMG_7469.JPG" width="737" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Once I'm Done with something and Over it, I don't miss it. Life is often full enuf that you replace what no longer has Appeal, with something else that does. I'm expecting to receive some of the items I've recently Won at Online Auctions. I was quite Lucky with Winning some of the Skookum Dolls with my low Opening Bids, so I'll be excited to receive them. One of the Sellers even gave me a Refund on my Postage of the Box Lot Win on theirs that had 16 Dolls, as an incentive I suppose to make them a Favorite Seller. Quite a few have done things like that or included Free Gifts with my Purchase, and as a Buyer, you do appreciate that. Often the Gift has been as nice as what I've Bid on and Won. I've never received a crappy Gift, and, it's an unexpected Surprise, so, who doesn't Like that, Right? With the Box Lot Win I'm keeping some and will Sell some.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzSlCmCOLxCZ9CwBtMI6rFsxz2PMPYhteF71b97qGnQlyLmE0K62hf-H0ckberNBsk221pzKSXOjgDDDsxFq9xKEdwl9jD-DuW2mqa3h2RlbWK7eEk2pLUKIYEY0wGfq7NzrBmx64YRdP1HT5_9lTlXKK7r2WtviVcSixDpgvrHnz_bCCPvt6rljpqYdI/s467/50589128_2257799130939650_7967581572972937216_n%20(2).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="467" data-original-width="321" height="1086" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzSlCmCOLxCZ9CwBtMI6rFsxz2PMPYhteF71b97qGnQlyLmE0K62hf-H0ckberNBsk221pzKSXOjgDDDsxFq9xKEdwl9jD-DuW2mqa3h2RlbWK7eEk2pLUKIYEY0wGfq7NzrBmx64YRdP1HT5_9lTlXKK7r2WtviVcSixDpgvrHnz_bCCPvt6rljpqYdI/w747-h1086/50589128_2257799130939650_7967581572972937216_n%20(2).jpg" width="747" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The Granddaughter and I are Curating and changing up what we will be Selling in the new Showroom, which is only Days away now before we move into it. I'll have a whole Month to get out of the previous Showroom, so I can take my time and flesh out the Vision with intention and no rush to make the move and get our Customers used to where we'll now be. I may even go in before my actual Move-In Day to clean the Room up so that Ken doesn't have to. He's been in such bad shape since his Catastrophic Accident that is causing him to Move Out of the Showroom and Booths he had. So I know he probably isn't up to Cleaning, and as a Friend, I don't mind doing it for him before I formally inherit the Rented Space. He was Kind enuf to let me Buy Displays and Fixtures at a deep Discount and leave them in there a whole Month, so, it's the least I could do. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJOD5yCSbjgvpnspNV1Q1VwaZZyuCl5HCjh6swCNRJxiZ1LbsGACTN_wFyvx2AG9XPoiIIYd3iD5Mxf2oYDbKkyuKZ-z5YepCeYJm6fM7En5eTXV01lC4kuULl3tsFI-3j6SZfriElQlvfXa5iTJ-bV0msdfe5jM_WJQ7frH_S7oLms6uZauXX4FS7hDU/s787/50223100_2257822267604003_8683373546849697792_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="787" data-original-width="527" height="1121" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJOD5yCSbjgvpnspNV1Q1VwaZZyuCl5HCjh6swCNRJxiZ1LbsGACTN_wFyvx2AG9XPoiIIYd3iD5Mxf2oYDbKkyuKZ-z5YepCeYJm6fM7En5eTXV01lC4kuULl3tsFI-3j6SZfriElQlvfXa5iTJ-bV0msdfe5jM_WJQ7frH_S7oLms6uZauXX4FS7hDU/w750-h1121/50223100_2257822267604003_8683373546849697792_n.jpg" width="750" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I know I'm getting so many inquiries now from other Vendors about whose getting my Old Showroom, now I've given Vacate Notice? I have no idea and don't really Care, so, I don't know and can't say who did. Management doesn't always disclose that information anyway, since they know they play favoritism. So it's not really a formal Waiting List of first come first serve on getting any Space there. Tho' they pretend it is, and you allegedly come up on this alleged Waiting List, we all know it's bullshit. Favor is obvious towards some Vendors and not others. I leveraged getting the New Showroom and Locked Case, with the fact they relied on me a lot to fill in for unreliable, Vacationing or Sick Dealers who Work the Night Shifts. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC5a955VkHymd4WyERiWqf7Rb3TXAPepNRE40IUI5uL2EE5f1OkH5SQtSTDeGP40tG6jPtJjEfYJSgGRjK5FTT2EzozIwbvI0Lu26XK8maRf-MKzUdWBAxqYWbzSQ1qBsSrga-JPMtJ_L0x6JiWb9Vidv4DG3CSbZ2i906S6YY3saLI0Mr8808lJ_7HYw/s2261/IMG_5858.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2261" data-original-width="1567" height="1079" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC5a955VkHymd4WyERiWqf7Rb3TXAPepNRE40IUI5uL2EE5f1OkH5SQtSTDeGP40tG6jPtJjEfYJSgGRjK5FTT2EzozIwbvI0Lu26XK8maRf-MKzUdWBAxqYWbzSQ1qBsSrga-JPMtJ_L0x6JiWb9Vidv4DG3CSbZ2i906S6YY3saLI0Mr8808lJ_7HYw/w748-h1079/IMG_5858.JPG" width="748" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> I started turning down Shifts and making it clear that unless I curried Favor with getting that Room Ken was moving out of, AND a Locked Case, I may dump ALL Shifts again, including my regular one. *Winks* I am reliable and a good Worker, I take any Work I do, even Volunteer Work, Seriously. Many are NOT so inclined and those are the ones that take on a lot of Shifts to get comped Rent, but don't actually wanna do the Work... or show up half the time, often with no notice they blew off their obligation to. It puts Management in a tight spot when they do so. So, not my problem and if I'm doing the Mall a Favor, one Favor merits reciprocity and was great leverage to get what I want or need. Otherwise, you don't scratch my Back, I don't scratch yours, and you'll probably Need me before I Need you. *Smiles*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4IibnPfXl-s1nqqX1kVQqV0UdZFeHxq83C-jnBs0C47iUQ8FXFc3hDf3egsQqEKMd8LnO8OatF7PwMib8o2QDneApJu2-pmRtOxawQcgEnDevIqs9UgOzlXhTzeyOCKm5-mHRofWeUycrD18OBp-kvIME5Pkv8jTnCPlU5RKbMjTv4DTezzYmEGsiuc0/s5152/IMG_3527.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="995" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4IibnPfXl-s1nqqX1kVQqV0UdZFeHxq83C-jnBs0C47iUQ8FXFc3hDf3egsQqEKMd8LnO8OatF7PwMib8o2QDneApJu2-pmRtOxawQcgEnDevIqs9UgOzlXhTzeyOCKm5-mHRofWeUycrD18OBp-kvIME5Pkv8jTnCPlU5RKbMjTv4DTezzYmEGsiuc0/w746-h995/IMG_3527.JPG" width="746" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> I feel the same way about being a Customer anywhere too. I can spend my Money anywhere. So, if you don't make it Appealing and Positive for me to be your Customer, I have no problem NOT being one. *LOL* I am both a good Worker and a good Customer anywhere I am, so, the choice is with the Business on whether they want to retain good Workers and good Customers... or... NOT? And I do my fair share of Private Sales, both as a Buyer and as a Seller, with who is in my Favor and me in theirs. And if you fall out of Favor, well, it's probably your own fault by how you treat people and it's your Karma being meted out. As a Buyer or a Seller, I always treat folks how I expect and even demand to be treated, it's the only way to do Business IMO. I've become Friends with many who I Buy from or Sell to. If I don't Like you, or how you treat people, I won't even want to do Business with you actually.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0XQe2G4R2s_O5BfER5N6teovQXGeSDEI5BRAGkc0EHynbJZVhOpzQY1MCbZw4MQqQrbuJ_XiiwddjS7iiRnBIMJ9eZWtPmdLazqY9-FjkvFWfDwWrnKZWlgkwlQe8qZQrXAaCrkpbUHW5hQrU5JvBT_vcPDD1U6azg6B8oiSWNb19PWXt5Y4KDgeXL3k/s5152/IMG_2741.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="988" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0XQe2G4R2s_O5BfER5N6teovQXGeSDEI5BRAGkc0EHynbJZVhOpzQY1MCbZw4MQqQrbuJ_XiiwddjS7iiRnBIMJ9eZWtPmdLazqY9-FjkvFWfDwWrnKZWlgkwlQe8qZQrXAaCrkpbUHW5hQrU5JvBT_vcPDD1U6azg6B8oiSWNb19PWXt5Y4KDgeXL3k/w741-h988/IMG_2741.JPG" width="741" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I don't even know why someone who isn't a People Person would ever get into Retail? If you're not good with People, how can you expect to garner Favor with your Clients/Customers/Employees? I suspect you can't and won't. It won't matter what you know or what your Business Model is, if you alienate the People you will be relying on to make it a Success Story. Haven't you ever gone somewhere that you want to Like becoz the Business is attractive, and then... you meet the Owner or Staff and... you never wanna come back after that? I have... a pity... the Let Down when Service Sucks or they have an Attitude, is too off-putting. And, I will ALWAYS put such Negative experiences on Blast on Social Media and by Word of Mouth, to warn others, so they can avoid a similar unpleasant Situation. Coz, who Needs that shit or to put up with it?!</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5NP65kJUw62C-ZihlmtwdNa1gzsR0WHl47gObK3MWnmNqiqRX7V8yE0GOhRsbI-Ahyphenhyphenq8TvNs3juIm_yhzcMFqNBoWKanrvvySMBuUdE77_pwiJPtwoir2-IbfW-sO-mk1qW1MT-xQurH0mCz5A07AxL-A0qogb0fuXgpFs4g9dkpwHf8aoKatXk5a4tU/s3609/IMG_3482.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3609" data-original-width="2312" height="1152" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5NP65kJUw62C-ZihlmtwdNa1gzsR0WHl47gObK3MWnmNqiqRX7V8yE0GOhRsbI-Ahyphenhyphenq8TvNs3juIm_yhzcMFqNBoWKanrvvySMBuUdE77_pwiJPtwoir2-IbfW-sO-mk1qW1MT-xQurH0mCz5A07AxL-A0qogb0fuXgpFs4g9dkpwHf8aoKatXk5a4tU/w738-h1152/IMG_3482.JPG" width="738" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Yet, I've sometimes gone somewhere very humble and mebbe even lackluster, but if the Staff and Owners are Stellar, I keep going back and become a Loyal Customer, becoz of THEM. Some of my Fav Mom N Pop Establishments are like that and I'll recommend them to everyone. </i></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Yep, even a Dive can garner Favor within a Community it Serves Well. In fact, most Locals know and frequent the least flashy places known within the Communities. When a Visitor comes to Arizona and asks me where to go, I usually tell them the Secret Spots us Locals Favor and they wouldn't otherwise probably have on their Radar and get to experience, as someone not Local. When I'm a Visitor, when I meet a Local, I ask them where THEY go and what they recommend, they always steer us Right. And it's never the places that are Tourist Traps, are flashy, or take Patrons for granted and are possibly even exploitive.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXL5GACZ6nStu4zYdvCnuzeXXGbgha_3O3N5jxaqyHvZ5LOLr-yV13iVINZ80_fgQLBnaXo0pKLGii5rJHtFXB0lroznljZnP6dRlWOYQEARqXBa90O4WquGmjsHa_iUu1HW07Onn9LVXc9kZucZuyNn4M4aB_EhKdyR2y6Dhe9shB_BgbZlqYpvZm6sk/s5152/IMG_4878.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="991" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXL5GACZ6nStu4zYdvCnuzeXXGbgha_3O3N5jxaqyHvZ5LOLr-yV13iVINZ80_fgQLBnaXo0pKLGii5rJHtFXB0lroznljZnP6dRlWOYQEARqXBa90O4WquGmjsHa_iUu1HW07Onn9LVXc9kZucZuyNn4M4aB_EhKdyR2y6Dhe9shB_BgbZlqYpvZm6sk/w743-h991/IMG_4878.JPG" width="743" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Speaking of Retail, I spent most of the Afternoon Pricing more T-Shirts, since, keeping up with the Demand has been our focus while they're Selling so well. It was a good Idea of Princess T's to expand on our Garment Merch and attracting the Younger Consumers, who now are our biggest and most Devoted Client Base there at our Spaces. The Young folks are spending, the Old folks are not. The Middle Aged folks are difficult to predict what they even want or like, mebbe they don't even know what they want or like anymore, so how could you cater to THAT? *LOL* They tend to be more of an impulse Shopper anyway and I can't cater to that, too random. The Younger Customers we get, know what they want and are looking for, so, they ask where it is or might be, when they walk thru the Doors. I might even start carrying some Vinyl LP's of my Fav Artists from bygone Hippie Days, it's Selling too.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeUcM5oJ07wvMiWCoAPhE4oB3obWoVun-OZd7nLq8FUL17BBygKldkYyos9lkrxp1NoUGNJi7OC2HTIZqRnpgnYNI681e-ea_fmH64DQXxLsOLsf072DhsuM3mTTm9iAx24nZY03xmEn_Tz29ftY3X-uS1Raz-_sNSJLp80pcKMloXg2yPti2HcXTpkCU/s1200/cd7cdd3f5a36a206b237d505af361df3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1077" data-original-width="1200" height="669" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeUcM5oJ07wvMiWCoAPhE4oB3obWoVun-OZd7nLq8FUL17BBygKldkYyos9lkrxp1NoUGNJi7OC2HTIZqRnpgnYNI681e-ea_fmH64DQXxLsOLsf072DhsuM3mTTm9iAx24nZY03xmEn_Tz29ftY3X-uS1Raz-_sNSJLp80pcKMloXg2yPti2HcXTpkCU/w746-h669/cd7cdd3f5a36a206b237d505af361df3.jpg" width="746" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>And, back then and now, I have always been a big Fan of the Fantasy Art LP Covers. The Iconic Artists of Fantasy Art are what I'd Frame now and hang on a Wall even if the Album or Band/Music wasn't my Jam. *LOL* Sometimes it definitely was tho'. Even tho' I wasn't a Dead Head, I did totally dig The Grateful Dead's Fantasy Art, which was very Thought provoking and had a lot going on to say without Words. I can understand Why they had a Cultlike following of Fans. A lot of the Psychedelic Art was what I had hung on my Walls as a Teenager, one would have thought I was on Acid Trips, even tho' I didn't dabble and wasn't ever a Fan of Drug use. I was High on Life as a Young Person, so I didn't need synthetic Highs to induce euphoria or feel good. *Winks* Most people I knew who Used were usually Escaping something in Life and using the Drug to numb their Realities. Escapism is Natural to avoid Pain usually, not actual Pleasure. The Escape becomes the only Pleasure in the end.</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /><br /></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1D3AHAzbTh_tpWj5abrFPSXDAtqxOGDW5i8fo2IzbG5MZnLfGOrJC98mekGxFQoxbxv9T8O6EgCujMj7wRSViC5LNtApQumQZyIUWJ4158VSc-XoPIvENyhPbmf-LI7UOqsvaXfpFqyDbTroFu7Z9aFCeAzb4qG6klrcZeWHQPJjynNha9IFO19HtUnM/s589/image2bg.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="589" height="725" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1D3AHAzbTh_tpWj5abrFPSXDAtqxOGDW5i8fo2IzbG5MZnLfGOrJC98mekGxFQoxbxv9T8O6EgCujMj7wRSViC5LNtApQumQZyIUWJ4158VSc-XoPIvENyhPbmf-LI7UOqsvaXfpFqyDbTroFu7Z9aFCeAzb4qG6klrcZeWHQPJjynNha9IFO19HtUnM/w741-h725/image2bg.jpg" width="741" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>But, I certainly enjoyed the Era in which I was coming of Age, so I feel quite Fortunate to have Experienced it as I did. I think it was the best of times in so many ways, even if in some instances it was probably also the worst of times in our Nation's History. I was never very embracing of The Establishment such that it was... or still is actually. I think it could definitely be improved upon for the Average Citizen. Ones just expecting to have a slice or even a sliver of The American Dream, whatever that means and is to them personally. And of coarse that's different for each Individual, and that's Okay. Whatever your Dream Life is, may you obtain it or have the Hope of attaining it. I think so long as anyone has the Hope of attaining it, and see it as a possibility, then they're more inclined to think Life is Good and pursue it with enthusiasm and relentless pursuit of what Happiness means and is to them.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoSHeAKBEuvLqxjys2Su0oGvN3Y8KVowHy5XOqnR14m1Ek2V5AwuSSHoVWpQ3YRSBRZyZ3xDTYTjLSwCxF0u9owq25bhz7qGfhQ5WYASXQWfi4JxHRglpcLm8mAq4Wfwrx09vMbgPvq70PAKTIwARts96T1p5lh4qyUoZZYPrh0kh6ssVTYwDNRzUmqgE/s619/creamdisraeligears.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="619" data-original-width="614" height="746" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoSHeAKBEuvLqxjys2Su0oGvN3Y8KVowHy5XOqnR14m1Ek2V5AwuSSHoVWpQ3YRSBRZyZ3xDTYTjLSwCxF0u9owq25bhz7qGfhQ5WYASXQWfi4JxHRglpcLm8mAq4Wfwrx09vMbgPvq70PAKTIwARts96T1p5lh4qyUoZZYPrh0kh6ssVTYwDNRzUmqgE/w739-h746/creamdisraeligears.webp" width="739" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>What I find to be tragic these days is that I see that enthusiasm and Hope and Possibility in recent Immigrant Populations, even if their Lot in Life isn't quite attaining The Dream yet. But, I see it less and less in Home Grown folks, which is just Sad, that so many have Lost it or feel Hopeless about it. Hopeless people tend to be very angry, depressed and project Negativity outwards towards others. The Grievance Politics is exploiting that so much now that it's caused a division I've never seen in my Lifetime within our Nation. It's quite ugly and Dark, a dark underbelly of our Nation that is on full Display now and not at all Lovely. What has crawled out from under their Rocks is pretty hideous at times and prone to extremism and violence. Cruelty and Hatred is the Point for them and it's what seems to Move them more than Peace, Love, Unity or Harmony... I don't think any of that is even IN them in fact?</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxbSsYYda5pmkgLHV4XUhwfhS8y9T_XFoPIKAWwmL6kcGBI6ifGVR6JPfbCbIgRj8I9xLQcUo8QX22AiZXTCy_YiKQM8P3-4BN9QCPBttjp28q75o2bHDyALtKIw2xSUonqipJtU7Pt-HwzWMZrkBx3x-PpfGiqfa7mJW3Hl4ox5PLPMfOiKD3CDJegKM/s776/flat,750x,075,f-pad,750x1000,f8f8f8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="776" data-original-width="741" height="772" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxbSsYYda5pmkgLHV4XUhwfhS8y9T_XFoPIKAWwmL6kcGBI6ifGVR6JPfbCbIgRj8I9xLQcUo8QX22AiZXTCy_YiKQM8P3-4BN9QCPBttjp28q75o2bHDyALtKIw2xSUonqipJtU7Pt-HwzWMZrkBx3x-PpfGiqfa7mJW3Hl4ox5PLPMfOiKD3CDJegKM/w739-h772/flat,750x,075,f-pad,750x1000,f8f8f8.jpg" width="739" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>They have become Monsters of their own making and a great many seem to be perfectly Okay with that and want Leadership that Mirrors them and their hideous State of Being. Their Humanity is almost unrecognizable, since it's just about nonexistent in what they say, Believe, pursue and do. I see some of the most Angry and Hateful folks in Public during these turbulent times of Political unrest and a resurgence of fanaticism, extreme Thinking and Dogma, Religious, Political, or otherwise. What seems like Madness to the Majority, to those sucked in and radicalized, is what they want as a new 'Normal' for everyone to be forced to tolerate. That just isn't acceptable or embraced by the Majority, and so they're really Angry about it and want to force and thrust it upon all of us involuntarily. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOXvuamw5KTROVhfMMW7xAh_tLg4tkrKshwSy6Pa2V-pIL7OCRp4wXG2G62w2erQA_vluoSy-wrkV3uqzfk-ioQXm5ua3s8iI7uoRNRV36hf3RogyKB7dG8Hcw-f3_QPWW81K5mthmmlQiMHMAG-6AMhcmeCcfmgGp5UVH6oL6UOkitoC5cGSvEkCIJi0/s459/af02ed0393a70d44d9d2022749641d4b.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="459" data-original-width="437" height="779" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOXvuamw5KTROVhfMMW7xAh_tLg4tkrKshwSy6Pa2V-pIL7OCRp4wXG2G62w2erQA_vluoSy-wrkV3uqzfk-ioQXm5ua3s8iI7uoRNRV36hf3RogyKB7dG8Hcw-f3_QPWW81K5mthmmlQiMHMAG-6AMhcmeCcfmgGp5UVH6oL6UOkitoC5cGSvEkCIJi0/w743-h779/af02ed0393a70d44d9d2022749641d4b.jpg" width="743" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> I find it Interesting so many of them try to call it Freedom, when they only want actual Freedom for themselves and their Agendas, and no Choice for anyone else opposed and not on Board or exactly like them. The fact their Leaders are trying to eliminate Choice, Order, and the Rule of Law, is very Telling, and if that doesn't Speak to you, well, you better start paying attention and Listening closely. Fanatical Causes rarely End Well. Domestic Terrorism is no less dangerous, no less violent and extreme, and totally unacceptable to a functional Society than Foreign Terrorism and threats are. How we Deal with those engaged in it will predict our Outcome, Trust and Believe. You cannot always take the Path of least Resistance in Life. Too many are assuming it will Work for them if they do and will end up bewildered when it won't. Choosing the Easiest way to do things instead of the Best way is a risky compromise. You have to ask yourself, how Compromised are you?</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdb7xDNrH13_9glBoclDbN5hckLSUBi11GaIPmcLmoyFhDc7jlLqdYhHYIAwPpCm-RP8NI2HbxkmLFAPdt8m-ZfiqKjx-2Mw7S97uVO6oGZ_aInq7abl2qWfa9GBUSIPDxabo-fMQa2aSr1FYeZjUmrErhmdMICywMJwKWMJxolDoWGKekIzMs8WidTb8/s505/il_570xN.5136597121_nl7o.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="505" data-original-width="357" height="1047" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdb7xDNrH13_9glBoclDbN5hckLSUBi11GaIPmcLmoyFhDc7jlLqdYhHYIAwPpCm-RP8NI2HbxkmLFAPdt8m-ZfiqKjx-2Mw7S97uVO6oGZ_aInq7abl2qWfa9GBUSIPDxabo-fMQa2aSr1FYeZjUmrErhmdMICywMJwKWMJxolDoWGKekIzMs8WidTb8/w739-h1047/il_570xN.5136597121_nl7o.jpg" width="739" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i>*******</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Only YOU can Answer that Question Truthfully my Friends... Dawn... The Bohemian</i></span></p>Bohemianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825579903367960408.post-60027932430847597512024-03-26T10:42:00.000-07:002024-03-26T11:01:47.986-07:00He's Putting The Crime Back In Law And Order <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhio5v52cT_mF3koQr69lrMbTLvUiymBhIySsFP4SEH7EfkYoNsEcHWIYZqwLdH9_LtZtg9O57Gp9a7NbRSQvS_KQPVh9xJFpr4lK0K2Wm5_2VpjPMHnWqmQx9ll_2qjegLtpIkMZzG-FCOfhu-hcbpkT7IskSsAZ3xVhyphenhyphenh30mqI7WttT8LHaZ4Ebgph_8/s5152/IMG_8055.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="982" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhio5v52cT_mF3koQr69lrMbTLvUiymBhIySsFP4SEH7EfkYoNsEcHWIYZqwLdH9_LtZtg9O57Gp9a7NbRSQvS_KQPVh9xJFpr4lK0K2Wm5_2VpjPMHnWqmQx9ll_2qjegLtpIkMZzG-FCOfhu-hcbpkT7IskSsAZ3xVhyphenhyphenh30mqI7WttT8LHaZ4Ebgph_8/w737-h982/IMG_8055.JPG" width="737" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Okay, so I couldn't resist Naming this Post Title Hook after the Freudian Slip that 45 made in his Speech, about he's gonna put the Crime back in Law and Order! *OMG, you can't make this shit up... LMAOROTF* That piece of work is such a total Moron, so unbelievably unhinged and hopelessly Mentally addled. But it makes me more incredulous that he still has rabid Supporters, but, Cults are like that, no matter how much Crazier and fucked up their Leadership becomes. They're just missing the Kool-Aide to be like another Jonestown cautionary tale. I don't even know how or if you can deprogram people that far gone?</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs-HVy-EMCBvNbRYwqpSJw5ruxaVbHmwTZcNFIoZyjEB8bzpvKEtGn-LB9scKEfRmkWkEhImNXx2C5ZWYXwM8JjF4J2raB4740KxVmXhMcWJe01TyUwUdAOwagTMf6x_AZ0_zSr9At15ZaunMZ-1HdRFj1LMSmXp3QZg6YS6ViSIjqdW2NEHRbmTalTXQ/s5019/IMG_8091.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5019" data-original-width="3508" height="1043" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs-HVy-EMCBvNbRYwqpSJw5ruxaVbHmwTZcNFIoZyjEB8bzpvKEtGn-LB9scKEfRmkWkEhImNXx2C5ZWYXwM8JjF4J2raB4740KxVmXhMcWJe01TyUwUdAOwagTMf6x_AZ0_zSr9At15ZaunMZ-1HdRFj1LMSmXp3QZg6YS6ViSIjqdW2NEHRbmTalTXQ/w730-h1043/IMG_8091.JPG" width="730" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I finished binge watching "The Kominsky Method" {2018} Series. Apparently Arkin left the Series in Season 2 of the 3 it ran. And before he actually Died, tho' his Character Died in it quite abruptly between Episodes. So, at first I wasn't sure he hadn't Died while filming it and they had to just Write that in to the Script? Anyway, it was excellent all the way thru and had a Surprising number of well known Cameo appearances. It was one of those Series you liked so much you almost didn't want it to have to end at all. I still have a long standing Crush on Michael Douglas, he has Aged well and considering his advanced Age he's still a superb and charismatic Actor and looks damned good IMO for a Man closing in on 80. He makes Growing Old Look Good. *Winks*</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqiO8V9iT8GsMHSWB8TkdXEoFintEAXy7VVRnDKpLPOE6YI0YSV4Q6adcoJgQ-y7ql5RYyg9bBT_w35kDfo5KpNy4o9IbytT41P6viwOu1n7_btGIecJqIjMHsuYjG1SO9AnxVfzo8ZCmEm3yqKZIBJoDyABtwB325JXfUAR0jt4hkuKDMoTDzPL5xyfE/s5152/IMG_8098.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="974" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqiO8V9iT8GsMHSWB8TkdXEoFintEAXy7VVRnDKpLPOE6YI0YSV4Q6adcoJgQ-y7ql5RYyg9bBT_w35kDfo5KpNy4o9IbytT41P6viwOu1n7_btGIecJqIjMHsuYjG1SO9AnxVfzo8ZCmEm3yqKZIBJoDyABtwB325JXfUAR0jt4hkuKDMoTDzPL5xyfE/w730-h974/IMG_8098.JPG" width="730" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I'm surprised I didn't need a Nap after how hectic and exhaustive the whole day had been on Monday, with a Sick Grandchild and the need for Roadside Assistance so soon after getting my new Truck. The Dealership Service Dept. was great and told us that those Razor objects are coming in a lot lately imbedded in and totally destroying Tires. It's not like when you drive over a Screw or Nail, these are actually some kind of Construction Razors and they cut into Tires like Butter. I don't know what they use them for in Construction, but those damned things are all over the Roads and exceedingly dangerous, costly and destructive as Road Hazards. The Razor Debris Object is even on Social Media Posts as Victims try to figure out what they are and why they're on the Roads... and if the damage can be repaired from them or is the Tire now too unsafe? </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkp1GLWobtXFMEeEFaWwjE50fHfrcF6uocIhfkyo2egZ4el8dzjT1AGepMgeC65rG5RiafUvfjCLoGSh4WITgFJ-RG8ttOhIjPa_NBMOObSceKlCWtnMEAc7_cThJiuSY5IK5cP0hHZweM7RzwYC0dLjLtQ3yNWcahgBaDdNcGkxdbAIaIEAxHhm6OrsE/s5152/IMG_8097.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="965" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkp1GLWobtXFMEeEFaWwjE50fHfrcF6uocIhfkyo2egZ4el8dzjT1AGepMgeC65rG5RiafUvfjCLoGSh4WITgFJ-RG8ttOhIjPa_NBMOObSceKlCWtnMEAc7_cThJiuSY5IK5cP0hHZweM7RzwYC0dLjLtQ3yNWcahgBaDdNcGkxdbAIaIEAxHhm6OrsE/w724-h965/IMG_8097.JPG" width="724" /></a></span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>My experience is, they can't be repaired, the damage from these Debris Razors is too serious and extreme to be patched and salvage the Tire. I've had it happen Twice now in a matter of Months! No matter how new the Tire is, since some Online Victims had less than 100 Miles on their Tire when it was destroyed by one of these things. I had less than 200 Miles on my Tire when it destroyed it and you can't really risk injuring yourself with any Razor sharp Debris. If it slices thru Steel Belted thick Rubber Tires like Butter, that is a seriously sharp and dangerous Object to be all over our Roadways or Sidewalks and could cause injury or a bad accident. I feel fortunate the Smart Vehicles, electronically by their Computer Systems, now give you accurate immediate Warnings of a serious problem, or any problem, in detail. It probably saved us having a worse outcome, so I'm Thankful for that. {Above is the Puppy Trio I got for Three Bucks, Cute huh?}</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOTi-yn7mYgdivDfV2z-M7MDyNJGGelB8jRt5TqEc5rpAWgIUhfbFgvnYc1882acYjXQPoDESXS9iRbIrP4TAPOBcML5raQFMcDjUaYOj6Fv76MmyBABo3-qvtPUkgaRdb13iOgZAL8ZnmT3PGfFUQHSMItsa776-l0KITFEiI_mCEQicgEyD4v8f56uQ/s5152/IMG_8094.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="974" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOTi-yn7mYgdivDfV2z-M7MDyNJGGelB8jRt5TqEc5rpAWgIUhfbFgvnYc1882acYjXQPoDESXS9iRbIrP4TAPOBcML5raQFMcDjUaYOj6Fv76MmyBABo3-qvtPUkgaRdb13iOgZAL8ZnmT3PGfFUQHSMItsa776-l0KITFEiI_mCEQicgEyD4v8f56uQ/w731-h974/IMG_8094.JPG" width="731" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>I didn't need another major financial Outlay so soon... again... so, even coming up with an Emergency Outlay of $140 was a hardship this late in an already expensive Month. *Le Sigh* And when you haven't even had your Vehicle, or that Tire, more than just a few Days, it really was the worst Timing, I was distraught. The Truck was SO New in fact, that they hadn't even been able to Input my Extended Warranty I'd bought into the System yet!!! Tho' it is effective immediately, they said it usually takes 90 Days to be input and of Record, so it was quite the Ordeal to even convince them I had coverage for what went Wrong and find it. They had to go find the Actual Paperwork we'd Signed at Financing and use that to Authorize Roadside Assistance and find out what my Coverage covered and Authorize that then too. *Whew*</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i> </i></div><i><br /></i></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ2u0QsGPH_DSXubHcfDWVhhqDJKu84DSBV4u-CFoP1MxSWQpzXYSsAqI1L1NicvYxagwzBpsUA7RAJkkns253ee7vHeyBgCVq0bdielB2ZdAnEKsPYluyjual1Uan6q0H5N_RJZI8iiADgScqvjFD7pdg-Qr3QjqsSKnt8siW_cu4o3HcnoImJb2bD4s/s3364/IMG_4068.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3364" data-original-width="2278" height="1081" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ2u0QsGPH_DSXubHcfDWVhhqDJKu84DSBV4u-CFoP1MxSWQpzXYSsAqI1L1NicvYxagwzBpsUA7RAJkkns253ee7vHeyBgCVq0bdielB2ZdAnEKsPYluyjual1Uan6q0H5N_RJZI8iiADgScqvjFD7pdg-Qr3QjqsSKnt8siW_cu4o3HcnoImJb2bD4s/w733-h1081/IMG_4068.JPG" width="733" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>The Service Dept. couldn't find me in the System at all, since nothing was input yet, so, at first they told me I didn't have Coverage and I freaked out coz I knew I'd gotten it, paid for it, and signed for it. So, I went higher up the Food Chain to find out WTF... and Sales put the whole thing Right for me. I wasn't paying out of Pocket for a Service I had bought to cover Roadside Assistance and Road Hazards, but, I was stranded. They had just made the Sale days before, so remembered us and our transaction, it was that Fresh. *Whew* They profusely apologized, as did the Service Dept., that fit me in quickly even without an appointment and thankfully had the Tire in Stock. *Double Whew* I didn't blame them, who thinks you're gonna need to use something so soon after a Purchase that Warranties the Product... made sense to me that they don't input it all into the System immediately.</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXS_k1U3f2loDjHutYLsqrh74fjQp51ypgb-h4dGQkLt-YJfJkzcThwr17OAyJ40M9m3rzslOfkT5wO6sB-IuIdcYwGx9q2WWGtYpScZol9HgbnOWbxjTHjhOqFbRgeQei263mEpKtTiMKxNuq7aYazmbUTrjgNev6zGyGBiqP8OzDZepSXrLgJMxcdRw/s5152/IMG_8076.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="979" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXS_k1U3f2loDjHutYLsqrh74fjQp51ypgb-h4dGQkLt-YJfJkzcThwr17OAyJ40M9m3rzslOfkT5wO6sB-IuIdcYwGx9q2WWGtYpScZol9HgbnOWbxjTHjhOqFbRgeQei263mEpKtTiMKxNuq7aYazmbUTrjgNev6zGyGBiqP8OzDZepSXrLgJMxcdRw/w734-h979/IMG_8076.JPG" width="734" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Anyway, disaster averted, nobody got hurt, everything got satisfactorily resolved, albeit in a roundabout way. It just pretty much shot an entire Day in the Head tho', since we were Dealing with that from 11:00 am until past 4:00 p.m.! Thankfully our Sick Kid was already Home, if we'd gotten the Call to go pick her up Sick from School while Stranded, we couldn't have, so that Timing at least was not lousy. *Whew* And, she's Old enuf to be Okay Home and she pretty much slept the Day away after we gave her Medication to alleviate her Symptoms. She seems like she's already over whatever it was, but, it was pretty miserable for her all Morning until it ceased. Classes only allow One Bathroom Break per Class, so having Stomach Upset and Diarrhea meant she absolutely had to be sent Home right away. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj28oOSYZZdZh0-g3G46R08kv2o9sFAPyBiYBXz7qvsw_SHGp_eEFcUXUr-WMX7bapophgg84LjPWIkUPvM-ho-eYP9avlBTyxWjvugdqSkvjWTauFGbI0K_uoeKUbactQC6QhI0kwLdMAcvX1kAqgfQt4Vm328Q6EcAd_S1jexPDjlDdVCPiWZhMWBRgU/s5152/IMG_8095.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="976" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj28oOSYZZdZh0-g3G46R08kv2o9sFAPyBiYBXz7qvsw_SHGp_eEFcUXUr-WMX7bapophgg84LjPWIkUPvM-ho-eYP9avlBTyxWjvugdqSkvjWTauFGbI0K_uoeKUbactQC6QhI0kwLdMAcvX1kAqgfQt4Vm328Q6EcAd_S1jexPDjlDdVCPiWZhMWBRgU/w732-h976/IMG_8095.JPG" width="732" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>On a Positive Note, TJ got the John Deere fixed finally. I don't know how much I Owe him for the tremendous Favor of taking it and fixing it for us? So I told him to just let me know what it is and get the Money for him Today. Right now it will be a stretch to have yet another potentially major financial outlay, March has already been an expensive Month. But, we needed it either fixed or replaced and replacement would have required more financing, since Tractor Mowers are crazy expensive. This one had cost us nothing, since the previous Owners of the Property generously Gifted it to us. They were so delighted with how quickly we Closed the Deal after having Five previous Buyers be unable to perform, that they Gifted us about Twenty Five Grand worth of brand New Appliances too that shouldn't have conveyed with the Property and Price we Paid!</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeAXdc0Jrn3h-T1yFrrKmQGIpul0mRxcLEOqMkp4HsHwgIoyKOb4_7c6B2lGgM9A58QpFDowPvfBpAb3uqtRlvQyQuJ4Y9YVnPL1m5dnRSRUw7oBO0NSaHpjrbJDYtutP85MDHCukpTjdX40XshrLxLv5IHAiveetrMsKLk_ooNEhCO_wQoUslZBxUrRk/s5152/IMG_7984.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="975" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeAXdc0Jrn3h-T1yFrrKmQGIpul0mRxcLEOqMkp4HsHwgIoyKOb4_7c6B2lGgM9A58QpFDowPvfBpAb3uqtRlvQyQuJ4Y9YVnPL1m5dnRSRUw7oBO0NSaHpjrbJDYtutP85MDHCukpTjdX40XshrLxLv5IHAiveetrMsKLk_ooNEhCO_wQoUslZBxUrRk/w731-h975/IMG_7984.JPG" width="731" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>So no matter what shape it's in, it was a Blessing to be Gifted something that probably cost about Fifteen Grand New. It's one of the larger Mowers that if Maintained, should last a Lifetime, is what I'm told. So, I'd rather put the Money into it to maintain it than outlay for a New One. And I'm SOOOOO relieved we now can keep our Property properly maintained ourselves, since quotes from Commercial Landscapers were ridiculously unaffordable on a Monthly basis to even do bare minimum. Listen, riding a John Deere around cutting the Grass is something so Simple that a Child can do it actually, it's not physically demanding. I wanted to Teach Princess T to Drive using it, but she's timid about riding a Tractor, as am I. I don't even know Why it scares me, my Schizophrenic Grandson could do it and he can't even Drive a Car, he hallucinates too much to. *LOL*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitxEmfeAReIDQZtSwEbxitZJsw96vueE9pwWX8X6xRXvvnoYFSbC9-VAeImZchbmESsfhvtdi_jxOU-tzKD6EcFm5D2wBygnlk7QohB_JZHQUz1OTXErRb_pdfyuY6csUCA92urQU3H820dgIF7MT9vdgg1bD-85-fJcaPamG5iMaQ_RSoKxKdq12ffXo/s705/434281616_7691276277591881_9066332615589643980_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="705" data-original-width="526" height="979" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitxEmfeAReIDQZtSwEbxitZJsw96vueE9pwWX8X6xRXvvnoYFSbC9-VAeImZchbmESsfhvtdi_jxOU-tzKD6EcFm5D2wBygnlk7QohB_JZHQUz1OTXErRb_pdfyuY6csUCA92urQU3H820dgIF7MT9vdgg1bD-85-fJcaPamG5iMaQ_RSoKxKdq12ffXo/w731-h979/434281616_7691276277591881_9066332615589643980_n.jpg" width="731" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Yes, The Young Prince would do it after Allen showed him how to and I was delighted to see it was something he could manage, since, driving Vehicles is something he will no longer do due to his Illness. He had learned to Drive as a Teenager, but told me he knew he hallucinated too much with Psychotic Episodes to be a Safe Driver, so he voluntarily decided to never become a Driver on Public Roads, for Fear of being dangerous to himself and others. On the Tractor he knew that tho' he still saw stuff, it's an enclosed Space with no Humans, so, he felt confident he could perform it when he felt lucid enuf to. Yes, he and his Mom, due to Schizophrenia, see and Imagine things seen that are Psychotic Hallucinations they actually Believe are Real. It's often quite terrifying to them and so they feel threatened a lot by things not there.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglLsv1bWYh4HzJI0is_P67fSEtYicuV2p8e7VHmUGxuk0RZYTinPUS_Mbd5J9JUCMp8VahDTc5wm6Q-P1U85y2y_0X3W5ys5C8uehAjZF31Z9W2ahDk-m8aBcP0CvoIuxhGR_BwQ_QtnCd791_x6dDaqT-8eDs3Md7AeBJgcx0nP9FO0Z0M9n1FsMgTvY/s5152/IMG_7618.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="966" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglLsv1bWYh4HzJI0is_P67fSEtYicuV2p8e7VHmUGxuk0RZYTinPUS_Mbd5J9JUCMp8VahDTc5wm6Q-P1U85y2y_0X3W5ys5C8uehAjZF31Z9W2ahDk-m8aBcP0CvoIuxhGR_BwQ_QtnCd791_x6dDaqT-8eDs3Md7AeBJgcx0nP9FO0Z0M9n1FsMgTvY/w725-h966/IMG_7618.JPG" width="725" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Okay, and so, my Crazy Ass Self, tho' I am not a Schizophrenic and I don't Hallucinate or have Psychosis, Thank Baby Jesus and all the Saints, does Think sometimes, "But what if that shit IS there and I or everyone else just can't see it?" *Bwahahaha* Yeah, I grew up so fucking Superstitious with my Parent's respective very Superstitious Cultures, that we often can Believe shit other folks experience even if we haven't ourselves. Especially Spooky shit. We just don't mess with it coz we don't want it messing with us, and don't take any chances. *LMAOROTF* </i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDbSbiertNejygOP9H2upS40CQgGLumEEYHN3HzhfHmsY_DBTOoBkJIbdEOAUtNhIYFp5_1CeAdHGyUZvUhheN3EH9sISeNv82j9ksCy4HParXEECDKNP-gbbdKKyLA60_3Tb2d-p6tMrrbLbYRyn8k9PIJplJlP6AptjztRHdFYO261y87N73gJNM3mk/s3736/IMG_7856.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3736" data-original-width="2549" height="1064" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDbSbiertNejygOP9H2upS40CQgGLumEEYHN3HzhfHmsY_DBTOoBkJIbdEOAUtNhIYFp5_1CeAdHGyUZvUhheN3EH9sISeNv82j9ksCy4HParXEECDKNP-gbbdKKyLA60_3Tb2d-p6tMrrbLbYRyn8k9PIJplJlP6AptjztRHdFYO261y87N73gJNM3mk/w725-h1064/IMG_7856.JPG" width="725" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> So, I never tried to convince my Hallucinating Mentally Ill Loved Ones that what they see isn't Real, coz, shit, mebbe it IS!? Who the fuck really knows what's in other Realms that might be one day Proven or has been Covered Up, and right now we just don't KNOW and the masses don't Believe? Yeah, see, I'm Crazy like THAT in my Thought processes. *Bwahahahaha* Especially since The Young Prince, being an Artist, has Sketched or Painted what he Sees and that shit is horrifying, so I don't ever WANNA See it myself or attract/invite it into my Life! Fucking A, no wonder he and his Mother are all the time on High Alert and Paranoid, if I saw what they See in their Hallucinations, or whatever it is that brings those Images into View for them, I couldn't function at all and it would drive me to utter Madness!!!</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAjmQuiBHFVjACPjTleaFQjOaoYa_DKk3TmOKAVB-t_OwWbBFhJJNNKNz2UaWf2Zaq4pvKYiLaBi0E_y0sO2eSPHvMeu4ouBh44I9zTvGYfXIb7S01At5YzoQk8WmITAorLZfUCsDrZ_LvbtW-FXVvlZl41hJEnAsxjWZ8ZREICOzLVJoXnWKnuZTJhEk/s1440/327588378_1335903253916306_4881200244319130508_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1440" height="743" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAjmQuiBHFVjACPjTleaFQjOaoYa_DKk3TmOKAVB-t_OwWbBFhJJNNKNz2UaWf2Zaq4pvKYiLaBi0E_y0sO2eSPHvMeu4ouBh44I9zTvGYfXIb7S01At5YzoQk8WmITAorLZfUCsDrZ_LvbtW-FXVvlZl41hJEnAsxjWZ8ZREICOzLVJoXnWKnuZTJhEk/w743-h743/327588378_1335903253916306_4881200244319130508_n.jpg" width="743" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>This is Why I had encouraged The Young Prince to get into Creating Special Effects for a Career, like his Cousin back East now does. Coz the Monsters he Imagines would scare folks Shitless if he Created them for Movies or Haunted Attractions and such. They are grotesque and like nothing you've ever seen before, so, you'd be terrified. I would have sent him to School for that, but he couldn't tolerate being in Classes with other People and said all that shit would have come Alive for HIM, so, it wouldn't have felt like a Safe Place to BE. So, I understand and didn't pursue trying to convince him otherwise. But, his Cousin, our Youngest of the Granddaughters back East, did go to School for it and is making a Career of it now and she's very good at it and Graduated with Honors. Above and Below is some of her Work... and... the Artist herself. </i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCqqkdQE4wZRbGApg2zoA9KtuT7Q8catrp22TD2jdeFTIrwpBeJy1bjWNpd5gnCr6GUttJhuLuez_VBzCXxUb5P8C1cmV02pjEzHrziWF5t0A0RIemBDMj6ewrmJvHqGGKSosU7eDRddo4l-jqLa0ZMyRYoSTOysCCXUIoNtGAJKlJMJ5GjhfN25ZY3ek/s1800/313428267_1842788509446564_1029421318075514383_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="931" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCqqkdQE4wZRbGApg2zoA9KtuT7Q8catrp22TD2jdeFTIrwpBeJy1bjWNpd5gnCr6GUttJhuLuez_VBzCXxUb5P8C1cmV02pjEzHrziWF5t0A0RIemBDMj6ewrmJvHqGGKSosU7eDRddo4l-jqLa0ZMyRYoSTOysCCXUIoNtGAJKlJMJ5GjhfN25ZY3ek/w745-h931/313428267_1842788509446564_1029421318075514383_n.jpg" width="745" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>We're so Proud of all our Grandkids and they're all so Talented, Smart, Beautiful and Creative Beings. This Granddaughter, like The Young Prince and Princess T, and The Daughter and The Son that lives with us, never could function in Public Schools tho'. The System just didn't know what to do with them or how to Teach them, so therefore considered them Problem Students. Had absolutely nothing to do with Intelligence, Abilities, IQ and such, just that they were profoundly different and didn't Conform and had Disabling factors those that Taught didn't understand or want to Deal with in a Classroom. In fact, their IQ's are typically exceptionally high and way above Average, in the Genius Range, but, what barriers they also have makes Learning in Traditional ways, often Impossible for them. It absolutely doesn't mean their Natural Born Gifts won't make Room for them in Life to be Successful and I remind them of that Fact all the time.</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMHyImlioNkDtwm0ZXRpgmklWaxfmYLc0HM1R8NkiyvR1T7JV1_nUyMrcixg6RYMKUsrg6io3XamgPG7hnUkUjZESmLMLa8Kos3Y4_vQns5Cyo5npkSue3VyLI-QgEM0Au08wZnAhJiGd2fQIvW5nalqh8-JiLzi43U_N4vdc7yQtXgagZ5RHlI42iF6c/s960/341520245_632988211997982_7363779447207809935_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="958" height="744" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMHyImlioNkDtwm0ZXRpgmklWaxfmYLc0HM1R8NkiyvR1T7JV1_nUyMrcixg6RYMKUsrg6io3XamgPG7hnUkUjZESmLMLa8Kos3Y4_vQns5Cyo5npkSue3VyLI-QgEM0Au08wZnAhJiGd2fQIvW5nalqh8-JiLzi43U_N4vdc7yQtXgagZ5RHlI42iF6c/w742-h744/341520245_632988211997982_7363779447207809935_n.jpg" width="742" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Fuck Conforming, just be Authentically who you just are and unashamed of that State of Being, make no Apology for it to Society, and Do You with Excellence. I find it Interesting that the Herd Mentality of most Human Beings means that differences tend to scare The Herd shitless. Enough so that they Isolate those who aren't Conformists and really don't subscribe to a Herd Mentality, and try to convince them that their State of Being is Abnormal... and that Normal, <b><u>their</u></b> Normal mind you, is the only way to BE. And if you don't fit into The Box or you Color Outside of the Lines, well, you're a Misfit and banished, ostracized, vilified or shunned. You're told you can't do that... and Why? Becoz it scares the fuck out of most folks who Conform and can't perceive not Conforming. Rocks their Boat it seems, and nobody in their State of Normalcy, wants the Boat rocked, apparently, they can't Swim? *Bwahahaha* I'll gladly capsize the Boat, just to Amuse myself at times, so, me Bored can be Risky. *Winks*</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuVKW7kmSie0t_RdqNHJCokCymT1y8ul8gy4noSeFVFdAsiiwNGzI4dnYwDzZk2DStNmG0ZXtsGNRjB06nA9ray7bDLyuqiSXy0ZLeMAaIZWuX9ScgSemM7OeIlb6dMfYyz9bCwpEg1MBz5JI_kqLMuK7pVtjmZk0dsWJbbb5hGLZmTV41cwCV_YOjyBU/s5152/IMG_1516%20(1).JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="988" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuVKW7kmSie0t_RdqNHJCokCymT1y8ul8gy4noSeFVFdAsiiwNGzI4dnYwDzZk2DStNmG0ZXtsGNRjB06nA9ray7bDLyuqiSXy0ZLeMAaIZWuX9ScgSemM7OeIlb6dMfYyz9bCwpEg1MBz5JI_kqLMuK7pVtjmZk0dsWJbbb5hGLZmTV41cwCV_YOjyBU/w741-h988/IMG_1516%20(1).JPG" width="741" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> In fact, I think their Normal is quite overrated and who set the Standard anyway? *Winks* My Normal looks nothing like your Normal and how is that NOT Okay, just becoz YOU might say so? *Winks* If God, as the Greatest Creator of all Time, made each and every thing, whose to say it's not as it just should be then? I think pretty much, everything is as it should be in Nature, if left alone and not messed with by our Species. When I behold Nature in the Awe that I always do, and the complexity of it and how it all is interwoven, interacts and Purposes precisely, so long as Humans don't fuck with it and fuck it up, I'm always Amazed. Well, I can't be so Arrogant then, as to Imagine I could do it better than it's Creator that brought it into Being. Just sayin'. I Believe my Creator did a Fine Job overall with all of Creation, Bravo and a Standing Ovation in my Humble Opinion. And during the Holy Season particularly, I profusely Thank Him.</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9d3_pjTCy6rQjDVZBLPWmpA9D1ArZ6WjBjbaggwR3Q2rw6jLfqrNSfqEqPcLkpfDvagpSmzRs3U1bkQVDrOHT5SGTeo2bBT5SQc1Ql9pa_A_K8Gud8Q-OiV_EG7VhN_kjMiCSTMWOhW9LqRCaQW0wINkTGMfdhmeUfymDSa3A7UJ4YNxArB_KSIjh5qY/s4280/IMG_6430.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4280" data-original-width="2936" height="1071" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9d3_pjTCy6rQjDVZBLPWmpA9D1ArZ6WjBjbaggwR3Q2rw6jLfqrNSfqEqPcLkpfDvagpSmzRs3U1bkQVDrOHT5SGTeo2bBT5SQc1Ql9pa_A_K8Gud8Q-OiV_EG7VhN_kjMiCSTMWOhW9LqRCaQW0wINkTGMfdhmeUfymDSa3A7UJ4YNxArB_KSIjh5qY/w736-h1071/IMG_6430.JPG" width="736" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*******</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>Happy Spring Dear Readers... Dawn... The Bohemian</i></div></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><p></p>Bohemianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825579903367960408.post-56844798504902374592024-03-25T16:52:00.000-07:002024-03-25T17:24:04.939-07:00You All Can Be Way Cheaper Than Therapy<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheTJsM0XwFXNzvfyHhLGEemN2H8BLg9wOONzgQHdm9TT8PWd79Ohe90x8aU8go5CDKFUYceRtOEP3jd_6rP4VHTs6QjcFh2-mrPSfBU8Vgq1MCn6z-DoCbcE3bTF2rqBmBRfAvn97mlBMCkRyhnecqQANSRzVRpyNLk4u4dpYs1emesWNJuJjZzAWdDSE/s5152/IMG_8089.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="990" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheTJsM0XwFXNzvfyHhLGEemN2H8BLg9wOONzgQHdm9TT8PWd79Ohe90x8aU8go5CDKFUYceRtOEP3jd_6rP4VHTs6QjcFh2-mrPSfBU8Vgq1MCn6z-DoCbcE3bTF2rqBmBRfAvn97mlBMCkRyhnecqQANSRzVRpyNLk4u4dpYs1emesWNJuJjZzAWdDSE/w743-h990/IMG_8089.JPG" width="743" /></a></span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> {Above Altered Art Piece is something I Bought on Saturday, the Favorite Vendor had 25% Off, she makes cool Quirky pieces and I've got a Collection of her Creations.} I had an entire therapeutic Post I Wrote and then deleted, I do that sometimes. Just Writing it is beneficial to me but I don't intend to actually Publish it and Share any of it. It's not that the Post might not have been beneficial to someone, I just didn't have any intention of actually putting it out there. It was somewhat Dark... and for no particular reason to be, other than it just was. And, I'd like this to be a Lighter Post and not a Heavy one. So, the Visuals are the Blog Fodder I gleaned from our Saturday outing. And a Reveal of some of what I Bought and some of what we're Selling and just put into Inventory.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXUz6sJQ3k7Vsngnw6113eqO0ldvUzFVmznimF83fCCjx7g_r5CybQTACELPelC6M7FyCi3fNZvKmTeJfPxXLBPIFJdcLmCOWg7ONR74bKWCfNFXCf-SZVIAQIjjcLKSNyJATfCSEWIf_UPBLOkr7YMCMXSASDRijtDZdTCatskn3v9Xslbgpmt67HpTs/s5152/IMG_8092.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="985" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXUz6sJQ3k7Vsngnw6113eqO0ldvUzFVmznimF83fCCjx7g_r5CybQTACELPelC6M7FyCi3fNZvKmTeJfPxXLBPIFJdcLmCOWg7ONR74bKWCfNFXCf-SZVIAQIjjcLKSNyJATfCSEWIf_UPBLOkr7YMCMXSASDRijtDZdTCatskn3v9Xslbgpmt67HpTs/w739-h985/IMG_8092.JPG" width="739" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Work went Well, I brought in more Band and Specialty T-Shirts, we keep Selling a lot of them and I so want to keep the Inventory stocked up while they're in demand. I always Photograph a few for Blog Fodder, so, I might include some of that too in this Post. We were busy all Night, but particularly the last Hour, it was too busy actually and Customers stayed until after Closing wanting to look at items in Locked Cases. I don't know why some people wait until the 11th Hour to Shop anywhere, or still try to Buy stuff <b><u>after</u></b> Closing, but some do. This was one of those Nights. *Le Sigh* So, I got Home late and was bone Tired, my Stew was good tho' that I'd prepared in a Crock Pot before I left for Work.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzsz1g2kSYkjnUAPzmnvCUrmu9lygDAYdYCocCNX7A-eqtiwlZYxh929q6hLtdTWid_ARnFnGQC2dFJdRP94QjKhM6qVXJ5TCphSPH0ZKv8j4ZqCGe636bChC0sDfm9yuqyA6TLnlQpsygpRw13wDjaxWZUTXcwm07ViqLK2D4SnwRdgMpaiNiDTq0370/s5152/IMG_8075.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="985" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzsz1g2kSYkjnUAPzmnvCUrmu9lygDAYdYCocCNX7A-eqtiwlZYxh929q6hLtdTWid_ARnFnGQC2dFJdRP94QjKhM6qVXJ5TCphSPH0ZKv8j4ZqCGe636bChC0sDfm9yuqyA6TLnlQpsygpRw13wDjaxWZUTXcwm07ViqLK2D4SnwRdgMpaiNiDTq0370/w739-h985/IMG_8075.JPG" width="739" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> {Above is one of my Bakelite & Brass Antique Doorknob Sets I Bought} </i></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">One of my Friends from the "Sweet Salvage" Event has missed me and thought something was Wrong, since I haven't missed attending and covering an Event for Years. So she Private Messaged me to see if everything was alright? I had wrestled with whether to rehash what had happened in February that Lost us as a Customer, due to that one offensive and insulting Woman's fucking Spectacle. I am conflicted about retelling over and over, since, just reliving it is irritating and I have Moved On and don't want to even Think about the Ordeal and let it be Rent Free in my Head. </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifXTF6NoDwcZu1jLsMLy9wb90CNTUJ-KCQJuNWU-CScj6fcC_lGyN1KUbUOTMz9U4G0XIz9TJNfc0ttAGCLSph82L19iZkMCv91vowtQVolNNHOyBwEHeZqxLGpRlYD8AWLRvKEEaVYxUfVbHSwfg-HYXFSbHn75MeQ8YhS_16e-oE5QpkcRYPsHcTQJ4/s5152/IMG_8058.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="986" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifXTF6NoDwcZu1jLsMLy9wb90CNTUJ-KCQJuNWU-CScj6fcC_lGyN1KUbUOTMz9U4G0XIz9TJNfc0ttAGCLSph82L19iZkMCv91vowtQVolNNHOyBwEHeZqxLGpRlYD8AWLRvKEEaVYxUfVbHSwfg-HYXFSbHn75MeQ8YhS_16e-oE5QpkcRYPsHcTQJ4/w739-h986/IMG_8058.JPG" width="739" /></a></span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> {Above Honey Colored Bakelite Antique Doorknob Set is the other one I Bought} </i><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">But, this Gal is someone I've done a lot of Business with for many Years and I don't want her to personalize any of it and wonder what's going on. She deserved an explanation, I'd do business with her any time, it just won't be at that location now and I needed to let her know why.</i><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> When a really Negative Experience ruins something/anything for you, it's unfortunate. But, it really does and all the preceding Positives in the World can't make up for it. There are so many new Events popping up and Venues, so, I'm attending those that will provide Positive Energy and Experiences, we'll gladly Support those. </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS_oqmPmlXThLKYVLESqqOb5V3uvKjRs3egc_rXvZ66n2Edjk6VF3zc896uhuARC3AXqIJLZD_jjwH1pWfwvlILwQmg3E5zX-r5OuS6eIF9YS5-Z73b19JvacSKUzLkbeNCUShStqXdTXOmvFEm5P78bpdLWhYT_1EjjfmwFCBghJrT2vVwr3SMZoCJig/s5152/IMG_8090.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="991" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS_oqmPmlXThLKYVLESqqOb5V3uvKjRs3egc_rXvZ66n2Edjk6VF3zc896uhuARC3AXqIJLZD_jjwH1pWfwvlILwQmg3E5zX-r5OuS6eIF9YS5-Z73b19JvacSKUzLkbeNCUShStqXdTXOmvFEm5P78bpdLWhYT_1EjjfmwFCBghJrT2vVwr3SMZoCJig/w743-h991/IMG_8090.JPG" width="743" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> {I got the above Vintage Diner Cream Pitcher for $3} How adorable is this Vintage Diner Pitcher I got at the last Event attended? I've never seen one with a Heart Design or Pattern like this one, it's by a well known Diner China Maker, but I don't know what Diner they Created it for or if this was the Logo for a Retro Establishment back in the day? I've often Collected some with the names of a Diner on them from Shenango, Buffalo China, Syracuse, Iroquois, Wallace, Tepco, Jackson, Walker, to name a few of the Popular Retro Vintage Diner Ware Manufacturers of Yesteryear. This one is by one of those, and it's Creamer sized. So, not the tiniest size made for Restaurant Ware and Diner Pitchers of Yesteryear.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGNQDq39VPAqNaW_4w45BPQYIX_6ux4FVjcKIo1R5sO2_nRaW8gLGNuDX0IX43bkcSN66x9GO3ZcXXpaUrOjSowcAyd6YFralib5-fJBT0jZlAFezPZdWH1RttVcF_2JRZrVYhAT_3NowfbI_x8MKCRMBnyXu6_L3ADtmYum_-I143C_i8aHhqXJAZ1hQ/s1707/il_fullxfull.5823500554_jv0n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1707" data-original-width="1246" height="1007" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGNQDq39VPAqNaW_4w45BPQYIX_6ux4FVjcKIo1R5sO2_nRaW8gLGNuDX0IX43bkcSN66x9GO3ZcXXpaUrOjSowcAyd6YFralib5-fJBT0jZlAFezPZdWH1RttVcF_2JRZrVYhAT_3NowfbI_x8MKCRMBnyXu6_L3ADtmYum_-I143C_i8aHhqXJAZ1hQ/w736-h1007/il_fullxfull.5823500554_jv0n.jpg" width="736" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqO4HQ_FYwPT42MykZHHDxlcxIf50FA-fNTU7qjgVYlr3IEHhF7CmzjZ6sRhiITO5aZOq2GPfxt4q-0VVIeIwgRQ_ucihcgg-BLYuirObQbrkosMVat-zxByfpT4u9a4rIN46sjMZKB2uJEG3LDX6oziyjvI3FCrN9q2PQ5IXhobV2oC4sYTYa_cSTPp8/s652/il_794xN.5871593793_8et6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="652" data-original-width="461" height="1044" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqO4HQ_FYwPT42MykZHHDxlcxIf50FA-fNTU7qjgVYlr3IEHhF7CmzjZ6sRhiITO5aZOq2GPfxt4q-0VVIeIwgRQ_ucihcgg-BLYuirObQbrkosMVat-zxByfpT4u9a4rIN46sjMZKB2uJEG3LDX6oziyjvI3FCrN9q2PQ5IXhobV2oC4sYTYa_cSTPp8/w737-h1044/il_794xN.5871593793_8et6.jpg" width="737" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> Some Diners had Logos instead that they were known and recognized by. Even some Branches of the Military, Fancy Hotels or Cruise Ships and Specialty Resorts had Vintage Diner/Restaurant Style Wares with their Name or Insignias as the Design. I particularly Loved this one I saw Listed Online at an Auction that had Western/Mining Design with Gold Panning and a Western Pistol on it. It had Sold before I could throw my Hat in the Ring and it Sold for a Price I can only assume a Serious Collector would outlay. But, now I know it exists, you have the descriptive Search Engine Words to Google it and see if any come up For Sale another time? </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOOX5k8NJJP8FayDrJKQ5ZmQtvVtKqtgjBivb-L3Npxle0M844syfZqjpgje6Hgo-4MhXBedlcoXh9dyxh-hvAmIBW6g82No6a_9-8B2RUkmJxjxy5S9uYP73x8DZ9j56hMUIQYnmKWSCDTfDmKznn9ni0Biy1T2w_A8eY9RH9RMwobEQFg_NXTVrSeKY/s5152/IMG_8050.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="990" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOOX5k8NJJP8FayDrJKQ5ZmQtvVtKqtgjBivb-L3Npxle0M844syfZqjpgje6Hgo-4MhXBedlcoXh9dyxh-hvAmIBW6g82No6a_9-8B2RUkmJxjxy5S9uYP73x8DZ9j56hMUIQYnmKWSCDTfDmKznn9ni0Biy1T2w_A8eY9RH9RMwobEQFg_NXTVrSeKY/w742-h990/IMG_8050.JPG" width="742" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> {Above is the Antique Grey Drawer with Amazing Pull Hardware that I got} </i><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Most of these Products were somewhat mass produced for Establishments that had a Commercial Restaurant/Diner on their premises. Probably more than a few Survived and still exist even if the Establishment didn't. You can fall deeply down a Rabbit Hole researching different Retro Diner Designs and in some cases, not find a duplicate of Rarer pieces. I could find nothing with my Double Valentine's Heart Design... nor another one of that Mining/Western Design either... so, probably Rare or Localized. I have Collected the Mini Syrup Diner Ware Pitchers for Pancake Syrups and use them all the time. </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh4l88ns8uoQOBFTs4E6olovukLzNw-PCQR5JcBADUJ1zzijoxEFQoB8_1RNWlKblPrI1QoOnqq5iy12M_ORemOnGfSfwLRvXarJ6jmgBGDPpPtLtu2_K44D2YkogdxpwRv4ULI7U4GrkCVyHwVsyRrm9jEyHzMq0Ku59RAPrOoW54WfNcG3Lg3Wcxxe8/s5152/IMG_7981.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="989" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh4l88ns8uoQOBFTs4E6olovukLzNw-PCQR5JcBADUJ1zzijoxEFQoB8_1RNWlKblPrI1QoOnqq5iy12M_ORemOnGfSfwLRvXarJ6jmgBGDPpPtLtu2_K44D2YkogdxpwRv4ULI7U4GrkCVyHwVsyRrm9jEyHzMq0Ku59RAPrOoW54WfNcG3Lg3Wcxxe8/w742-h989/IMG_7981.JPG" width="742" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> I haven't put out any Easter Decor this Year, I have some permanent Vignettes in The RV Garage Mahal showcasing some of my Vintage Easter Collectibles tho'. I just never got ready for it in the House this Year, I barely did Valentine's Day either. I think I would have to get everything in Order and Organized more, to be able to successfully Decorate Seasonally or for Holidays right now. Mebbe next Year, we'll see?? I'd LIKE to be able to, but when things are Chaotic and you're deep into Editing/Purging/Curating everything you own, it's a distraction to try to do every Holiday or Season, put it up and take it down. So, I just haven't. It seemed I was able to quicker at previous Properties owned, so it's frustrating that this Property has taken so much longer to settle into.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9AcCeWF7KvQG_zrjuwYuRTrC4JZh7ZEaMyMWJatl1_k2pXANtvDixoAb_wQ2EBGcWfkScNzdpWD0bgVMx58sf7OYT1YywwMVOhYnlUw510UtxtX1i5v7LTswvksuYbEL2QcjvyO2VbWeB00mZLJNSyCzG5RWPIL-5xTSjhlgr3Q45dpLGJUknGiPGTok/s5152/IMG_7980.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="993" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9AcCeWF7KvQG_zrjuwYuRTrC4JZh7ZEaMyMWJatl1_k2pXANtvDixoAb_wQ2EBGcWfkScNzdpWD0bgVMx58sf7OYT1YywwMVOhYnlUw510UtxtX1i5v7LTswvksuYbEL2QcjvyO2VbWeB00mZLJNSyCzG5RWPIL-5xTSjhlgr3Q45dpLGJUknGiPGTok/w745-h993/IMG_7980.JPG" width="745" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>There isn't any One Reason Why, it's rather a conglomerate of Reasons at this juncture. My initial Post was exploring deeper, why so much is becoming so much harder for me? It was therapeutic to explore and Write down, then just delete after I Journaled it and pondered it a bit. I have pulled it together a few times here at Forever Boheme', but, it doesn't seem to last and be maintained. That's a whole other set of Theories to contemplate. *LOL* If I could get it back to how I whipped the Main House into Shape for The Grandson's Wedding to be Hosted here, I'd be a Happy Woman and try to KEEP it Maintained that way. It took a Village... let us just say. *Smiles*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY9Sdd6eqTRD6puwZIfrp2v_-07w06WkLx-0ZgMwyRBa6XKySOnk-tshsQ9TXvVwMnBLx8z_8IVPBHL9DdSJ2DTeo5xu7EPwchOImgUnVDKrNdm_klWn08x4RGFOBhs8FGNeMDp8imlwqJn-oIF7cCIVPE17h6CMaq1c6ieBI-lxVKv1IpPJ8HSUlH3Gs/s5152/IMG_7982.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="989" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY9Sdd6eqTRD6puwZIfrp2v_-07w06WkLx-0ZgMwyRBa6XKySOnk-tshsQ9TXvVwMnBLx8z_8IVPBHL9DdSJ2DTeo5xu7EPwchOImgUnVDKrNdm_klWn08x4RGFOBhs8FGNeMDp8imlwqJn-oIF7cCIVPE17h6CMaq1c6ieBI-lxVKv1IpPJ8HSUlH3Gs/w742-h989/IMG_7982.JPG" width="742" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Sunday, before Work, I did have the unexpected embarrassment of first time Company I wasn't expecting to Receive. I'm silly about First Impressions when it comes to our Home, so if I know I've got first time Guests, I like it to be tidy and nice visually. The House was in Chaos with Inventory scattered everywhere. Amber and her Daughter had been staying a few Days with us, her Daughter Ayana has been visiting from Chicago. It had been her Birthday and she chose to spend it with us Old People, she's an unusual Young Person like that. *LOL* Anyway, I didn't expect Amber's Ex and his Younger Daughter by his New Wife, to show up to pick Ayana up. I haven't seen Joe since he was a Teenager and he was still with Amber, they have Three Daughters together. He looks exactly the same as he did as a Teenager, even tho' he's over 40 now, he's Aged well.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsxlzwFGnon1t3fEIOKkfO_V0OKWjv-hdh4mMU9ijMLBOKJmX7GzP7cMXjj0Z8fYGa8wJRwH8ZrghXyphFfSose1S7t18yT0_YcLQTMkroFRfIaTHVo2bdtnEv6LYJiaZYAvK4UlXCvwWuQMCLCUE3khu1MwA_vJRMEGFyPfLJNuYcB0ooPWvpbdYTmHc/s5152/IMG_8065.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="989" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsxlzwFGnon1t3fEIOKkfO_V0OKWjv-hdh4mMU9ijMLBOKJmX7GzP7cMXjj0Z8fYGa8wJRwH8ZrghXyphFfSose1S7t18yT0_YcLQTMkroFRfIaTHVo2bdtnEv6LYJiaZYAvK4UlXCvwWuQMCLCUE3khu1MwA_vJRMEGFyPfLJNuYcB0ooPWvpbdYTmHc/w742-h989/IMG_8065.JPG" width="742" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>And, being a typical Guy, he was oblivious to how messy and cluttered with random Inventory the House was. So, I needn't have felt embarrassed or ashamed of the mess/clutter. Instead he was infatuated with the House and it's Quirky Decor. He was taking Pixs like Crazy and said he LOVED it and could Live here, which is very flattering, he was Sincere about it and in obvious Awe of the place. I like when someone enjoys my Eccentric Aesthetic, usually Younger Men do. For some reason, Channeling your Inner Morticia Addams does Appeal to Males between the Ages of 14-45 particularly, I know not Why? *LOL* Male and Female Kids always dig it, becoz Kids like Imaginative and Quirky shit, especially if it's Creepy, Surreal or Whimsical. Mine is all of the above. You never know when you fall down this Rabbit Hole what you will find? *Ha ha ha* </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKHIj3F3dGDL52xsRAlhTAXapuSPvFtQUrVh96ORE08VpYhTPwSnt3vmfRKU6Ezl8v71-Q1ue6vpGmw7MaDfyJkoWsnq9d_jQnnE0ORrTHYbfUwMXS-H0VEE8tJEc82y5szB8rylosx68_Pi8i3zFP8jn3ibdDztlyLzrVdhpyiTuwZcFbl7ngwWVvLp8/s4426/IMG_8114.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4426" data-original-width="3019" height="1085" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKHIj3F3dGDL52xsRAlhTAXapuSPvFtQUrVh96ORE08VpYhTPwSnt3vmfRKU6Ezl8v71-Q1ue6vpGmw7MaDfyJkoWsnq9d_jQnnE0ORrTHYbfUwMXS-H0VEE8tJEc82y5szB8rylosx68_Pi8i3zFP8jn3ibdDztlyLzrVdhpyiTuwZcFbl7ngwWVvLp8/w739-h1085/IMG_8114.JPG" width="739" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Joe had brought his Beautiful Younger 14 Year Old Daughter with him, who isn't biologically connected to Amber, she thought it all was really Cool, a really nice Kiddo. Joe is Puerto Rican and his new Wife must be a Black Puerto Rican, his Younger Daughter looks like a very Exotic Mulatto, like a Young version of Actress Vanessa Williams in fact. Amber is Mexican, but looks like a White Girl, has Green Eyes and an Alabaster pale complexion. I knew Joe had Married, but this is the first time I'd seen him since his Oldest Daughter with Amber was a Toddler... so, about 25+ Years ago, before they even had the other Two Children and then broke up. When Joe was Young I didn't particularly like him, but now he's Mature and Mellowed, I tend, in retrospection, to think Amber could have been most of the problem in their turbulent Youth actually. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwvNM7m41h9dsdU69LpzuIX9kHrqDtscHADDRjG0CcFS0QXjvC1SaBYJRVGM9HXwCsj8EAJWsKTjZWH_3Un6DM-Wj2twfJui7JalSRVQuMR5Hw9-bz6iNQrl1WxFLnxeMBGdzgsW1hR6zFiorSs32h7RPls5SErIoNCimylD7yaByz3sK7QOnK2Jqriq4/s960/433452433_7687385731314269_1453665140616684297_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="977" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwvNM7m41h9dsdU69LpzuIX9kHrqDtscHADDRjG0CcFS0QXjvC1SaBYJRVGM9HXwCsj8EAJWsKTjZWH_3Un6DM-Wj2twfJui7JalSRVQuMR5Hw9-bz6iNQrl1WxFLnxeMBGdzgsW1hR6zFiorSs32h7RPls5SErIoNCimylD7yaByz3sK7QOnK2Jqriq4/w732-h977/433452433_7687385731314269_1453665140616684297_n.jpg" width="732" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> Amber was a very troubled Teenager, as was our Daughter, both had begun to manifest Serious Mental Illnesses and other impairments in their early Teens and began Substance Abusing back then as a way of Self-Medicating, which is common with those afflicted with Serious Mental Illness. It's tough to handle the Demons Clean or Sober. Amber was developmentally Disabled, tho', she's not stupid, but, she can be very Childlike and seem like she has a lower IQ than she actually does and Laughs inappropriately. In many ways, even now, she's in her early 40's, her Maturity level lags considerably, but, so does The Daughter's. Anyway, Amber got Clean when she became a Parent, it took another 25 Years or so for The Daughter to. But, they've remained fast Friends and since Amber's Dad is a Mexican National, when they visited Mexico, they'd often reconnect with The Daughter while she lived there.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizdIioIqYfXr_HfpWH3uRvtdwJu9DhtkC5bYVGWM5GsPGhcsRaXxT-cre14cCvSLCYCGIwQRu0NDm950i-RceTfiPTxFwIVTInmlsUUD6CQ1-psaLAZIEsk-jo_R77tdB0cjRVS1eNYPr8_yL0L8cJvszFj2zynx6pjrIbg4JfuRxpNcnlYatV0luHFSw/s960/434053087_7687385561314286_7514121952583569655_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="980" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizdIioIqYfXr_HfpWH3uRvtdwJu9DhtkC5bYVGWM5GsPGhcsRaXxT-cre14cCvSLCYCGIwQRu0NDm950i-RceTfiPTxFwIVTInmlsUUD6CQ1-psaLAZIEsk-jo_R77tdB0cjRVS1eNYPr8_yL0L8cJvszFj2zynx6pjrIbg4JfuRxpNcnlYatV0luHFSw/w735-h980/434053087_7687385561314286_7514121952583569655_n.jpg" width="735" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> Apparently Joe and Amber are in a Space to where they can amicably Co-Parent their Children now, all of which are actually Grown Young Adults at this juncture, which, makes it easier. But, as you do with Young Adults, sometimes they're having trouble with their own Children now going a bit haywire. Ayana right now has been thru a rebellious patch and so she and her Dad are not as close anymore, Joe was very Strict, being he is Retired Military. He and The Daughter {ours} also now get along very well. But, they didn't always... when they were Teens and Young Adults, our Daughter was ratchet and extremely hostile towards him. Becoz she's Amber's Bestie, and so, she sided with her Best Friend when that relationship deteriorated and went sideways with Joe. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7uzD74s-kvvOXfpy5uVXMGEhyphenhyphen44PEhOWj8MoWXhMLIsnX7g4WOlDKdYk82etoFDCZKr0RRwfC7JvidavE4fHdBA5Je2HrEwihllEojdxd3P0pIWd_XvjRtbTxZNWQosokHog_fluCWkuID8dsGmwiD_FEKwz4dkbuRTXx98hKFxwYW3g8QWZw1c7tLqM/s4967/IMG_8113.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4967" data-original-width="3367" height="1085" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7uzD74s-kvvOXfpy5uVXMGEhyphenhyphen44PEhOWj8MoWXhMLIsnX7g4WOlDKdYk82etoFDCZKr0RRwfC7JvidavE4fHdBA5Je2HrEwihllEojdxd3P0pIWd_XvjRtbTxZNWQosokHog_fluCWkuID8dsGmwiD_FEKwz4dkbuRTXx98hKFxwYW3g8QWZw1c7tLqM/w736-h1085/IMG_8113.JPG" width="736" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> {The Two above Pixs are a Cloche of Wasp or Hornet Nests I Bought}</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> I have some Crazy yet entertaining Stories about what Joe endured when our Daughter was her Bat Shit Craziest and in her equally Crazy BFF's Corner. *LMAOROTF* </i></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Anyway, all of that is behind them and now there's no Trouble in Paradise between them. As everyone is now over 40 and those Stories are Ancient History of when they were in their Wild Teens and 20's... and both Women were more volatile than Middle Age has mellowed them. Plus, Amber is as much a Special Needs Adult as The Daughter is, so, her Children were Raised by their Dad and the days of the messy involuntary Custody Battle no longer weigh as heavy between them. When a Mother doesn't have the Financial Advantage or otherwise to have a favorable Ruling for Custody, it's devastating to her. Our Daughter voluntarily gave us and her Ex-MIL her Children, Amber had to involuntarily give up her Children, which is a different dynamic. </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiflA-ehPvTjKFYh0U1PUZ7c8iTS8XfLQPSsqas5Ned3H6tsQ_VE1YH2bYieOE6yEPYER0-ffxxq7wq14eiM0nX7Maw1r9Pl3OM4NlyYuj6JSMLGVbzbG46M6ciquKAq7DXZZaJSpsr5LwJRTmdKDpeJZcy6yTPWEFIGCg3iFqGStvUkyT5GR1vVfyUSAY/s5152/IMG_8063.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="972" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiflA-ehPvTjKFYh0U1PUZ7c8iTS8XfLQPSsqas5Ned3H6tsQ_VE1YH2bYieOE6yEPYER0-ffxxq7wq14eiM0nX7Maw1r9Pl3OM4NlyYuj6JSMLGVbzbG46M6ciquKAq7DXZZaJSpsr5LwJRTmdKDpeJZcy6yTPWEFIGCg3iFqGStvUkyT5GR1vVfyUSAY/w729-h972/IMG_8063.JPG" width="729" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Amber is now reconnecting with her Adult Daughters, and like The G-Kid Force, they are now Old enuf to understand why their Mom probably couldn't have successfully Raised them, due to disabling Mental Illness. Amber and The Daughter were absolutely Beautiful Teens and Young Adults, so theirs was one of those 'almost' Hidden Disabilities. So, their Relationships often became complicated as their Illness made it particularly challenging to sustain Relationship. Even as their Parents, it was often particularly Challenging for many Years for us to sustain Relationship with our Daughter, and for Amber's Family to sustain one with theirs. </i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOUnHQqlVgVfqZ6xeWo54Fc6we_52zvXSNlTXP4j1LFLMOgd3qZSyu0bb35yf4ASLogzKStgabddUcrmHv7c7pG17Gq7dubwxdBGhsyBYVk2LisaUE2LCdgXlpDlZ12Qp-iXh2XMjZ5vLCDnfJBIV-WKLu3ZzSsfUDI5v7YtJK49S9Af9vxyPX4_PXl4U/s960/434180571_7687385437980965_7672540369612756049_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="972" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOUnHQqlVgVfqZ6xeWo54Fc6we_52zvXSNlTXP4j1LFLMOgd3qZSyu0bb35yf4ASLogzKStgabddUcrmHv7c7pG17Gq7dubwxdBGhsyBYVk2LisaUE2LCdgXlpDlZ12Qp-iXh2XMjZ5vLCDnfJBIV-WKLu3ZzSsfUDI5v7YtJK49S9Af9vxyPX4_PXl4U/w729-h972/434180571_7687385437980965_7672540369612756049_n.jpg" width="729" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Though Amber will do anything for her Dear Mom. Right now Dear Rosemary has Cancer and Amber is the Child most Ride or Die for her Mom's Life and Death Battle and making sure she is Okay, not the Three Younger Brothers who the Parents doted on. So, you become quite adaptive to have unconditional Love and Acceptance of conditions that will never be Cured and are permanently Disabling in your Loved Ones. Rosemary and her Husband were always very Kind to our Daughter, they had a point of reference with theirs, so our Families were always quite close and the Girls are like Sisters or Cousins. They can get fussy with each other like Siblings too, but always make up and squash any squabbles.</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOxMcTR2LJqQytw56F3aw85XFXmxqSNUHAEUC-NsnXVo_XjPLwbc3PWzcEdZ7-u5pfUX6YEI2AzCgamAhzvOPC-fdYZ_c1F01k6PTLnB6O_bkj-0BhBpJIBWU0YRdRN1Edl9jWjQFGlBJudCLc1g0aCGqG5jIno6nvJBXfElVMBucNqaJ9tb1zeGGiq88/s960/434192777_7687385257980983_978109167000574940_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="978" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOxMcTR2LJqQytw56F3aw85XFXmxqSNUHAEUC-NsnXVo_XjPLwbc3PWzcEdZ7-u5pfUX6YEI2AzCgamAhzvOPC-fdYZ_c1F01k6PTLnB6O_bkj-0BhBpJIBWU0YRdRN1Edl9jWjQFGlBJudCLc1g0aCGqG5jIno6nvJBXfElVMBucNqaJ9tb1zeGGiq88/w733-h978/434192777_7687385257980983_978109167000574940_n.jpg" width="733" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> At one Prodigal Child Point, they even had our Daughter live with them for a Year when she was 15-16. My Mom also had The Daughter come live with her a short while, but as the Schizophrenia progressed and worsened, nobody could really make an impact on keeping her Safe and off the Streets. Everyone had the best of Intentions, but, the Road to Hell is full of those, as you well know. *LOL* For a lot of the most Seriously Mentally Ill, a Normal Life just isn't possible nor probable. For The Daughter, Homelessness was preferable and she still struggles a bit to remain in anyone's Home, no matter how Welcoming. Sometimes being Abnormal in Normal situations feels very unsettling to those with a struggle. It often reveals to them how dysfunctional they are and that can lead to a freefall and self loathing and destructive behaviors. </i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFkAbDrVYN0NxykYI7zLIcU74t6M5VjukC7T9cbeA6B7uOTIs0D4e9bSUysK9RUkbMfczNBtUUypxcUNTDFs7uw2DNRgKUFiP7YS2WIzr1PMo_zNoWImhcAg2Ma9KxNkjKBOGoEHHZFHDAknvLQ2KFWUSretXpZ6ZEguGk7MrgoFrwmCtc71XOn2UVxRo/s2015/434200929_7688302711222571_6384156118435990862_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="981" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFkAbDrVYN0NxykYI7zLIcU74t6M5VjukC7T9cbeA6B7uOTIs0D4e9bSUysK9RUkbMfczNBtUUypxcUNTDFs7uw2DNRgKUFiP7YS2WIzr1PMo_zNoWImhcAg2Ma9KxNkjKBOGoEHHZFHDAknvLQ2KFWUSretXpZ6ZEguGk7MrgoFrwmCtc71XOn2UVxRo/w733-h981/434200929_7688302711222571_6384156118435990862_n.jpg" width="733" /></a></div><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>It gets harder to be Homeless for the Older ones, so she's trying really hard to stay put and in our Home now. She knows she cannot live Independently and Accepts that. The Son struggles with that part. Especially as she wants to retain her Sobriety of being Clean from any Drug use, she knows she had to cut off a large part of her Old Life and the people in it. And for the first time ever, she's holding down a little part time Job, so, we're very Proud of her. I think she's doing far better now than before and we have realistic expectations of how and what she can do or is capable of, considering her limitations. She has her Moments still, but they seem to be more manageable now and she connects better now and isn't Psychotic as often... Thank Baby Jesus and all the Saints. *LOL and Whew* </i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtzRBsB2W_zL3zwUHPurDvivLM6nI2laOxDBo_B-VRLywO8p8OYrTOv18bgX38B_gmW07jag6D865-yhbB1eENqi2lWOWbjbEKzuLXEsFlE9m2slFFfSVjDe_VhIiLPYvUwA_ZMqHVle0zM30VLJnpo2uIGzjC78aCwK7nKG3rCuZKKaqKCaTplb6kZFg/s2015/434249177_7688303584555817_7910049907549773360_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="981" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtzRBsB2W_zL3zwUHPurDvivLM6nI2laOxDBo_B-VRLywO8p8OYrTOv18bgX38B_gmW07jag6D865-yhbB1eENqi2lWOWbjbEKzuLXEsFlE9m2slFFfSVjDe_VhIiLPYvUwA_ZMqHVle0zM30VLJnpo2uIGzjC78aCwK7nKG3rCuZKKaqKCaTplb6kZFg/w732-h981/434249177_7688303584555817_7910049907549773360_n.jpg" width="732" /></a></div><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>When she is I give her some Space to become more lucid and cooperative or connected to Reality. Amber likes to come here since she feels it's a Safe Landing for her too, where she's understood and unconditionally Loved. Often to a relatively extreme Degree at times you adapt, it's Extreme Parenting for a Lifetime. And when you're Parenting or Caregiving for someone who you know will never get Well, it is very hard. You move thru stages of Grief almost like you would when someone leaves this Realm. I've moved thru all of the Stages of Grief, ALL OF THEM. Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression and Acceptance... and that's just with the ones who are still Living and very much Alive. *LOL* When my Parents eventually Crossed Over, since both had the Long Goodbye, well, it was Two moving thru the Stages, since, the Stages are actually rather Identical with Caregiver Mode and Bereavement.</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieYzAxJIeGdpkJXE23F1VxV-PeyuZSKo26kldClbqVwV90z5ZFN7NvM_7ItFrpgNr10ibpeGURxr9q7z9dKfPIM-ti9JefTIKlswNz9upuqQWW5ZFH167X4_DtRvDskYE-zoqMYzostmdGutruIgc53PXa84_g1K6M1nay833-xnxY_t6SpE-5s6nWYdY/s2015/434215812_7684220491630793_5733444865711384425_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="987" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieYzAxJIeGdpkJXE23F1VxV-PeyuZSKo26kldClbqVwV90z5ZFN7NvM_7ItFrpgNr10ibpeGURxr9q7z9dKfPIM-ti9JefTIKlswNz9upuqQWW5ZFH167X4_DtRvDskYE-zoqMYzostmdGutruIgc53PXa84_g1K6M1nay833-xnxY_t6SpE-5s6nWYdY/w737-h987/434215812_7684220491630793_5733444865711384425_n.jpg" width="737" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> And, most of these conditions are Hereditary and can be passed along Genetically. Which is Why The Son, Princess T and The Young Prince felt NOT having Children might be the way to go. </i></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I really had more of a Mental Health Transparency Post initially, but some things I needed to Write about were too personal and painful, so, I Wrote them and then deleted them. This is like a good Therapy to me most of the time, even if I don't Publish some of it. You all can be way Cheaper than Therapy. *Smiles* Anyway, seeing all the Kiddos getting along and playing well together in Midlife was Heart Warming. They all grew up and turned out alright actually. Nobody might have Believed that who knew them all as Tweens, Teens or Young Adults. *LOL* They do like to get together now and Share the long History they've had with one another. Someone 'new' might not even Believe some of the True Stories, but, anyone whose been in their Lives, knows you can't make this shit up. *Bwahahaha*</i></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5rfcCe_jr5DgPyunIPiSSX93dJB24pUpacn7Fl_xdDk7ld5ig8UgMx6kTudELn4dm9FNnk9DPbTvSyGlX03cyy-NqmbTPn_I2jWdUAfXQ2HrDN5hMkqj4T1arCdtvGqkn3udFRr8FFOxNN_dWnTCbgANWom_uDuQEiWmFknMFo9o74MY5cam-DuQQcRo/s5152/IMG_8069.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="966" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5rfcCe_jr5DgPyunIPiSSX93dJB24pUpacn7Fl_xdDk7ld5ig8UgMx6kTudELn4dm9FNnk9DPbTvSyGlX03cyy-NqmbTPn_I2jWdUAfXQ2HrDN5hMkqj4T1arCdtvGqkn3udFRr8FFOxNN_dWnTCbgANWom_uDuQEiWmFknMFo9o74MY5cam-DuQQcRo/w725-h966/IMG_8069.JPG" width="725" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> Anyway, since the Weather turned Cold, Wet and Gloomy, I decided to make a Stew in the Crockpot. I put it in before I went to Work so that by Dinnertime it would be ready for the Family and after Work I could have some when I got Home. I made enuf that our Company could stay for Dinner and it would be Cooking while I was at Work... and they could feed The Man once it was Done. The Kiddos had all pitched in to clean up the Kitchen for me and wash the Dishes, many Hands made Light Work of the Housekeeping and they finished all the Laundry too. So, I didn't mind having a house full of Two Younger Generations for the entire Weekend, it was Helpful and they all seemed to be content to hang out here together and watch NetFlix after being The Help. *LOL*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ1ECjpR_7gIqC-iYDiNlxtTY4NzFVtd8JGVSQD0Ttyi6KdVbSsDYgXbSM7z5-uRz5XUVCy2s3hFezfcQgqM8CNlcsG6UacqWEgiTngfDY-Msn8isVswyv1wMdzReeG5EVcMtaq0nsYpD8WGhHbBy-h-HsKeLmOb_7hG46aU92cSAwRLh7OTFSvGNfsIc/s1200/Beef-Stew-recipe-1-of-1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="732" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ1ECjpR_7gIqC-iYDiNlxtTY4NzFVtd8JGVSQD0Ttyi6KdVbSsDYgXbSM7z5-uRz5XUVCy2s3hFezfcQgqM8CNlcsG6UacqWEgiTngfDY-Msn8isVswyv1wMdzReeG5EVcMtaq0nsYpD8WGhHbBy-h-HsKeLmOb_7hG46aU92cSAwRLh7OTFSvGNfsIc/w732-h732/Beef-Stew-recipe-1-of-1.jpg" width="732" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">A Grocer Chain always has the pre-packaged fresh ingredients to make a complete Stew, so you don't have to buy individual items. For only Five Bucks they have all of the Fresh Stew Veggies and Herbs pre-packaged. The Packages vary, I chose one that had the Baby Red and White Potatoes, Celery, Baby Carrots, Red and Yellow Onion, Turnips, Mushrooms, Cilantro and Rutabaga. They also had Stew Meat on Sale 30% Off... and the Beef Stock and Stew Spice Packet was also on Sale. It will be ready for the Family by Dinnertime while I'm at Work and I can have some after my Shift Tonight, they just have to remember to put the Crockpot Setting on Low until after I get mine after Work. It smells really good even before you Cook it. Above Image is not my Stew... but a Cribbed Online one similar enuf to make you almost Taste it, Right? *LOL* Mine tasted pretty damned good if I do say so myself.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> {Pats Self on the Back}</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2-seG3_1pBIK7nIYGeNBirIYQUlTOZludw-5bu7t2p8O6_U1dRdYIMFj_9TAG0z8IuBUGA4Uw0Xsffg4AgKEFunv1NDraRUTN9qR3yYS71FwlVOFv5piGBkTEHYj2RIN4v8_FJdPCGDmY5flNI2U8Gd8nTRWI9Z7Q97vxHtBmkQRiX1UdHyuvcX7CjeE/s5152/IMG_8066.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="975" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2-seG3_1pBIK7nIYGeNBirIYQUlTOZludw-5bu7t2p8O6_U1dRdYIMFj_9TAG0z8IuBUGA4Uw0Xsffg4AgKEFunv1NDraRUTN9qR3yYS71FwlVOFv5piGBkTEHYj2RIN4v8_FJdPCGDmY5flNI2U8Gd8nTRWI9Z7Q97vxHtBmkQRiX1UdHyuvcX7CjeE/w731-h975/IMG_8066.JPG" width="731" /></a></i></div><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> Sales have been pretty Strong and that's encouraging as we ease into Spring. Generally Sales go Soft once it starts getting really Hot and all the Tourists and Snowbirds leave. Most people who can afford to Vacation, Travel, and live somewhere else Seasonally, have Money to use discretionally. A lot of Locals don't. It's not that we don't have some affluent Locals, but, by Summer, the most affluent leave Arizona and Seasonally stay somewhere else too or go on Vacation and Travel to escape the fiercest Desert Summer Months. I suppose where ever they go has an uptick in Stronger Sales becoz of them as well? Just during late Spring and Summer, rather than late Fall and Winter, like we have here?</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-94wgEqucxYPyozP8pUn_fG8QTj7GgtLIimZMW9LXEW1uiv7eQWwdPpM376vXLn5XF8jtaVFLO2qUfrx9PTyoQiXYaaOw2IBU72L2TnCFAhDou47HhpqnCup06K4uoD8fHUygt1Q8jLIlzZKogK6Gnt-UjDzFx2Eil545G5K9FTaEYPyEa5S3umUI25E/s5152/IMG_8080.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="979" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-94wgEqucxYPyozP8pUn_fG8QTj7GgtLIimZMW9LXEW1uiv7eQWwdPpM376vXLn5XF8jtaVFLO2qUfrx9PTyoQiXYaaOw2IBU72L2TnCFAhDou47HhpqnCup06K4uoD8fHUygt1Q8jLIlzZKogK6Gnt-UjDzFx2Eil545G5K9FTaEYPyEa5S3umUI25E/w734-h979/IMG_8080.JPG" width="734" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I've deleted so much of this Post that I didn't wanna Publish, that I do Hope it made some sense? Since, a few sections didn't get deleted. *LOL* I wasn't even sure I was gonna Share the personal stuff about The Daughter's Friend, but, I think in doing so, it might encourage Families going thru similar Trials of Custodial Issues. It's a tough row to hoe when reunification can't happen and Children have to be voluntarily or involuntarily placed outside of any Parent's Custody. And even reunification can be tricky, risky and complex, fraught with miscalculations that The System often can't Control or missteps in the decision making process. There's just no easy way to do any of it.</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkuN6URnMFautuaW95eftXM-fMJYlMGM4klC_TR5e21_LRM0DJaU6x2c8cvd-U5pLJF06Qe0kxmbjUp2ftlfVbdPOWF6ti2KNN7MFMDTUU3XOy7a0VxMo-xnYt9fDXHAn6KDFs5XV4QdZc1HkfVYIKzDbpOTmRa_B6AA7ESq-O_p-b-X-toIYDnxImSbg/s2015/434199278_7688284207891088_4426721064600708590_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="981" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkuN6URnMFautuaW95eftXM-fMJYlMGM4klC_TR5e21_LRM0DJaU6x2c8cvd-U5pLJF06Qe0kxmbjUp2ftlfVbdPOWF6ti2KNN7MFMDTUU3XOy7a0VxMo-xnYt9fDXHAn6KDFs5XV4QdZc1HkfVYIKzDbpOTmRa_B6AA7ESq-O_p-b-X-toIYDnxImSbg/w732-h981/434199278_7688284207891088_4426721064600708590_n.jpg" width="732" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Funny Story about this Anime Tee I brought in to Inventory Yesterday. I know what Anime LOOKS like, but I don't know much about it like the Anime Geeks do. So, I had Sourced this Tee and I always run the Anime stuff by The G-Kid Force, since, they dig Anime. They may also liberate me of Merch they want to Keep rather than me Selling it. So, I show Princess T this Tee and she starts Laughing and asks me if I know that I just bought some Anime Porn? WHAT... Anime has Porn?! Who knew!!!??? *Bwahahaha* And then I read the Label, which says something to the effect: "Is it Wrong to try to pick up Girls in a Dungeon"... I kid you not {see Below closeup}, and I'm Laughing my Ass off, it WILL SELL easily, this one. *Bwahahaha*</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO8-CQFJ6qoO3lgnwHTF3M253PE-1z0wxItAaCJ2k-DLHLTSqUKd9MyeCa-_J5Yw0osDxw7I2HCXGpaY7Aeqq2PoO3-RBsrqFhZnOmUcmEvtLSc1nqgw777b7rk69C8EL3_T4Sz9LfBesNhMIn9IaCIPltCYpS-h1ROrYwRY7gJHfudF5Ib95jyuutdDQ/s586/434199278_7688284207891088_4426721064600708590_nd.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="586" data-original-width="382" height="1119" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO8-CQFJ6qoO3lgnwHTF3M253PE-1z0wxItAaCJ2k-DLHLTSqUKd9MyeCa-_J5Yw0osDxw7I2HCXGpaY7Aeqq2PoO3-RBsrqFhZnOmUcmEvtLSc1nqgw777b7rk69C8EL3_T4Sz9LfBesNhMIn9IaCIPltCYpS-h1ROrYwRY7gJHfudF5Ib95jyuutdDQ/w731-h1119/434199278_7688284207891088_4426721064600708590_nd.jpg" width="731" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Anyway, ya Learn something New every Day... and now YOU know some Anime Trivia my Friends... if ya didn't already know about this? *LOL* And now I'll show you some Cute Merch I brought in to the Garment District of our Space... everything is Selling so well we decided to expand upon it in the New Showroom and kind of Decorate around it with Merchandising other Wares. We're having a lot of Fun with the Fashion, so, it's something we're doing as a Family a lot now, to Source it and look for those hidden Treasures among the racks of Ropa Usada at the Chazzas. We're finding some great pieces that aren't Vintage, but, are New Old Stock with original Tags too and were probably Donated by some of the Trendier Boutiques that are Popular.</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyFPDYjDlStXm4gSJtLeTyViNuVmo2ZRR3eJGJHr1S2JhZkmbz3I7XE5F60m2G-6-ibe5g_e1bBOVPP4jWdQWQ173-XnFsekv6EvV-lb3oUsB8qUCejr_QnnBU5q3PTFfqiQZ6ItqgMVm-hYwUUVcLG7Mn60WPl-wFT9rDYSfcsNzLj3fXxfld83dr2HY/s2015/434236148_7684218548297654_545178819765970933_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="989" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyFPDYjDlStXm4gSJtLeTyViNuVmo2ZRR3eJGJHr1S2JhZkmbz3I7XE5F60m2G-6-ibe5g_e1bBOVPP4jWdQWQ173-XnFsekv6EvV-lb3oUsB8qUCejr_QnnBU5q3PTFfqiQZ6ItqgMVm-hYwUUVcLG7Mn60WPl-wFT9rDYSfcsNzLj3fXxfld83dr2HY/w739-h989/434236148_7684218548297654_545178819765970933_n.jpg" width="739" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><i>Case in point is this New Old Stock fab Scooby Doo Tee, which any of us would have Kept for ourselves, had it been the Right Size for any of us. But, it was too Small for Moi and too Big for either of the Girls, so, that one had to go Showroom bound, alas. *LOL* The Daughter now is the hardest one to get a good piece of Wardrobe past and actually Sell it before she asks to have it. *LMAO* She snagged the 'Scarface' Tee... and a few of the 'Playboy' Tees went to her and Princess T too. All of the 'Rick And Morty' Tees that would fit The Son went to him. I often feel badly that when we're out Sourcing Wardrobe, the Girls get everything they want to Keep and he hasn't been considered at all and has the least amount of Clothes of everyone in the Household, so could use more.</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsxKKNp81ah78GN-_qQqZMeqifEDJ0UOctfyGedrVZIwy_6R4JmkYVKPm2g7o_wA4Inh5FsTRkCNaTJQvGiva8o63fkY_V035FeRV_klCy-GYPKoxcKHIQcDU3nFvpHtKcvlw02JgEHSVceOZM1nIu2PiIHJgxnLQRy4YjsEzxg4vzEg-cLAP6YiGPy8g/s2015/434326506_7688288174557358_4559996965844481207_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="994" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsxKKNp81ah78GN-_qQqZMeqifEDJ0UOctfyGedrVZIwy_6R4JmkYVKPm2g7o_wA4Inh5FsTRkCNaTJQvGiva8o63fkY_V035FeRV_klCy-GYPKoxcKHIQcDU3nFvpHtKcvlw02JgEHSVceOZM1nIu2PiIHJgxnLQRy4YjsEzxg4vzEg-cLAP6YiGPy8g/w742-h994/434326506_7688288174557358_4559996965844481207_n.jpg" width="742" /></a></div><br /><i><br />For those not in the Know, this is Rick And Morty, it's a Cartoon Sitcom that The Son Adores... it's pretty Twisted. *LOL* Rick is a Mad Scientist who drags his Grandson Morty on Crazy Sci-Fi Adventures. LATER: Had to pick Princess T up from School, she's got some Stomach Bug that is going around and so the Front Office said Kids are dropping like Flies with it and to keep her Home a minimum of 24-48 Hours. They have a short School Week anyway so don't have School on Tuesday, Friday or the following Monday, so, she won't have as many absences.</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZvDduBXpsy8ZXZEGZ5MkwmpzwhYeis4EvIIgi3iD_jlqsaPkQThgDfqrSITVmhtw72TmwOwIqRfuJO5D58_t5RKftkHYCJSXsN2zUD3Ikqx66c2KiRHMz-7PbeEZqO1ZZHA1PTMt4jLeKhsLZxuLrQOojmcLa21wsiTAkZ6VP0D-AR5_nPJQs1cUjz50/s2015/434254330_7688282734557902_6200601903415628629_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="994" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZvDduBXpsy8ZXZEGZ5MkwmpzwhYeis4EvIIgi3iD_jlqsaPkQThgDfqrSITVmhtw72TmwOwIqRfuJO5D58_t5RKftkHYCJSXsN2zUD3Ikqx66c2KiRHMz-7PbeEZqO1ZZHA1PTMt4jLeKhsLZxuLrQOojmcLa21wsiTAkZ6VP0D-AR5_nPJQs1cUjz50/w742-h994/434254330_7688282734557902_6200601903415628629_n.jpg" width="742" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>And that's not all that went Wrong this day, I'm SOOO glad I bought extra Warranty for my New Truck and got Nissan Roadside Assistance and Road Hazard Coverage. Construction is everywhere right now and the Workers leave debris all over the Roads. So, while driving this Morning I ran over something in a Construction Zone that destroyed my Rear Passenger New Tire. It is a Smart Vehicle so immediately told me to pull over and the Computer told me what had gone Wrong. Good thing, that Tire went flat faster than any I've ever had go flat, I had about a Minute to pull over!!! The air went completely out of it within another Minute, a Razor Like projectile was sliced thru it!!!</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCFZRXbFsveAKouUmuKw9hsHGqNgjzLnUQ9SWciPZ3GSJYscFRGTOLcsvMsLZHfp7ipvqLMN3sL3s7n1DpuRVPuJ19gsT_z_uf34MsgHvrKzmUQhfTbN97GsNLQxY5YHScGrnNAaLPCSpcAqRPlMbTQoxeLYdjGFo7uRXw-H_KUrf6u74EksWJnPGWmwQ/s2015/434107947_7688278861224956_7370551463819947757_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="994" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCFZRXbFsveAKouUmuKw9hsHGqNgjzLnUQ9SWciPZ3GSJYscFRGTOLcsvMsLZHfp7ipvqLMN3sL3s7n1DpuRVPuJ19gsT_z_uf34MsgHvrKzmUQhfTbN97GsNLQxY5YHScGrnNAaLPCSpcAqRPlMbTQoxeLYdjGFo7uRXw-H_KUrf6u74EksWJnPGWmwQ/w742-h994/434107947_7688278861224956_7370551463819947757_n.jpg" width="742" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>These are the very expensive Michelin Truck Tires with Sensors in them, so, at least my Road Hazard covers $250 worth for each Tire replacement if it cannot be repaired. *Whew* That still set me back $140, but, at least not $390. The Nissan Roadside Assistance didn't work so well, mostly on account of their Call Center seems to be in the Philippines. I had Two different Reps who had thick Filipino Accents and could barely speak English or understand me. Lucky for me I have Filipino Friends so I'm used to a thick accent from that Region and could understand them. Otherwise it would have been a complete communication breakdown.</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGp0LY2ZiQ-3N0av_XjjD2htoqyqhyphenhyphenbRSuFYDUwDWmAt2tdhEy8RnEzBzW2Fy43tEL8MfUHcwiwc-CaaPJAviH5Jvjf50xbpA0GObKA7CjiWt8O49MA68jlGc6Qx5JdrCWSkvS6KH1wZY6ZhvdD46eCEz47G_o7QRbozmmRPUYxR_XYSqPyGnS_loH4uA/s2015/434397945_7688287081224134_7076564569519210623_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="996" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGp0LY2ZiQ-3N0av_XjjD2htoqyqhyphenhyphenbRSuFYDUwDWmAt2tdhEy8RnEzBzW2Fy43tEL8MfUHcwiwc-CaaPJAviH5Jvjf50xbpA0GObKA7CjiWt8O49MA68jlGc6Qx5JdrCWSkvS6KH1wZY6ZhvdD46eCEz47G_o7QRbozmmRPUYxR_XYSqPyGnS_loH4uA/w744-h996/434397945_7688287081224134_7076564569519210623_n.jpg" width="744" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The reason it mattered is, since the first Rep couldn't seem to understand me, she sent the Roadside Assistant to a completely Wrong Location Miles from where we actually were! The ETA had been an Hour as it was and he never showed up. When he couldn't locate us he just cancelled our Order without an explanation or without notifying us of the Cancellation!!! So, we're sitting out there like Putzes in a Rural Location with nowhere to go or even use the Bathroom. I peed Outside, Twice!!! Finally a Text came thru telling me my Order had been Cancelled and I'm Like WTF?! They offered no Explanation as to Why, so I had to call back and find out what happened that way!!!</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQHpF0CQPsIAScjQMsZhzXE-VF_q9E6r8V95EF6GMrpTOrUIEDGaVsh_EHHIJ9a4ybmQk_Ms-pxR3e40zC3ABTrGH4KRNwFM0qGILkIB3UgIYjD8vI5HPo2bh_ZK0m3G7VPZ7n3ox9H9yTmkP3fqmCOH75h8uo_puAAAaWhYrQHifKRNNzU9TYCR5lO9A/s2015/434231012_7688275381225304_7915102738612412175_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="992" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQHpF0CQPsIAScjQMsZhzXE-VF_q9E6r8V95EF6GMrpTOrUIEDGaVsh_EHHIJ9a4ybmQk_Ms-pxR3e40zC3ABTrGH4KRNwFM0qGILkIB3UgIYjD8vI5HPo2bh_ZK0m3G7VPZ7n3ox9H9yTmkP3fqmCOH75h8uo_puAAAaWhYrQHifKRNNzU9TYCR5lO9A/w741-h992/434231012_7688275381225304_7915102738612412175_n.jpg" width="741" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>So, then they had to Order our Roadside Assistance all over again, now the ETA was Two fucking Hours with a different Roadside Assistant. The 2nd Rep couldn't understand me any better than the first Lady. This time tho' I got the Name and his direct Phone Number of my Roadside Assistant, who was an American and spoke/understood English. *Whew* He was a Sweet Young Man Named Leon, about the Age of my Grandsons. Good thing I'd done that coz they'd given Leon the same Wrong Location they'd given the other Guy, so, he'd of never arrived or been able to find us either!!! This is why I know the Call Center isn't Local and had no idea to convey Local Locations accurately! </i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiap8JNLO9_KhXZDlg7qgbsYW5hZQ5Sp1xvRQgWocayyjca5H2uuF6g7VWhW3D89nPhyphenhyphenAaszFRZ7MCIiton26Wt16G9VwWtngy0zAgbwmKcR6OQ8-NEjob7VkV1y6JEWYImetMZ7bGErZA9ORvdOVMyvJK7Q0y2oHpZqks4rCUbJ_eghaZvlpBCFtcMP2k/s2015/434209670_7688286257890883_3825742183065918247_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="995" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiap8JNLO9_KhXZDlg7qgbsYW5hZQ5Sp1xvRQgWocayyjca5H2uuF6g7VWhW3D89nPhyphenhyphenAaszFRZ7MCIiton26Wt16G9VwWtngy0zAgbwmKcR6OQ8-NEjob7VkV1y6JEWYImetMZ7bGErZA9ORvdOVMyvJK7Q0y2oHpZqks4rCUbJ_eghaZvlpBCFtcMP2k/w743-h995/434209670_7688286257890883_3825742183065918247_n.jpg" width="743" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> I gave Leon the Right coordinates and he made it a point to arrive quicker, Bless him, nice Young Man. Very efficient, very personable and compassionate of our situation and how complicated the Order had become for us. He explained a lot about Specialty Tools these new Vehicles have, like a Tire 'Key', which only Works on YOUR Tires, it's a Loss Prevention Tool so nobody can Steal your Rims or Tires... who knew? He told me never lose it, or it will be like losing your House Key. I can see why they have Theft Devices, the Cost of Tires and/or Rims now is prohibitive. He put the Spare on and then I drove to the Dealership to have the Tire replaced. The whole Ordeal wore me out tho', even drinking Free Gourmet Coffee couldn't renew me while I waited. *LOL*</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6p1WVCjPryOymfvXRnldTlNzaM9CW69LE8jt6SkOc7_GxHY90pGRMrtbgEI9Ee7EGXq0zWXLUhJM32FubXXkdSa4CYVwGXKH7SI4W2j4jTEYX0NOWD-WUJxfPIg932CZ5F_7M0lfuPJUk6HkFSJB6CJW06aqriUzQbCCseG5UCh66EEYGptoAK2tRNe8/s2015/433434404_7687388477980661_5204364372964385481_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="994" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6p1WVCjPryOymfvXRnldTlNzaM9CW69LE8jt6SkOc7_GxHY90pGRMrtbgEI9Ee7EGXq0zWXLUhJM32FubXXkdSa4CYVwGXKH7SI4W2j4jTEYX0NOWD-WUJxfPIg932CZ5F_7M0lfuPJUk6HkFSJB6CJW06aqriUzQbCCseG5UCh66EEYGptoAK2tRNe8/w743-h994/433434404_7687388477980661_5204364372964385481_n.jpg" width="743" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div>*******</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I'm SOOO Glad to be Home, it's been a hectic and rough Day... Dawn... The Bohemian<br /><br /></i></span></div><p></p>Bohemianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825579903367960408.post-74365694917771549412024-03-24T00:54:00.000-07:002024-03-24T01:15:23.827-07:00The Repository Of All Things Not Dealt With<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlNtYIniOdK-xkxkc3ACd_7q2I3K7mrotIVNTHqLoAGdQDrqpkotYiDi0PKH7-wF85vGirFk-Kmn_pwCmab6PBCwo4l7z8Rq9jOEWEUrJcE98niPfGQoi7HMxMMdQ604GNgopdT3tzloP-m1LC7ivL7r4PlIEAc-KefjlOC66ZeoudlKMP3fuaTL1SzII/s2015/434101031_7676392405746935_5015116105892069242_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1011" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlNtYIniOdK-xkxkc3ACd_7q2I3K7mrotIVNTHqLoAGdQDrqpkotYiDi0PKH7-wF85vGirFk-Kmn_pwCmab6PBCwo4l7z8Rq9jOEWEUrJcE98niPfGQoi7HMxMMdQ604GNgopdT3tzloP-m1LC7ivL7r4PlIEAc-KefjlOC66ZeoudlKMP3fuaTL1SzII/w754-h1011/434101031_7676392405746935_5015116105892069242_n.jpg" width="754" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I gave my Vacate Notice on my Old Showroom and can remain in it until the end of April, which will be plenty of time to move over to the new Showroom. Ken is already almost completely out of that one, so I may get to move in slightly early? He has everything marked down so ridiculously low now that he's practically giving what's left away. So, I bought a large Grey Wooden Military Ammunition Chest for Ten Bucks, an enormous Vintage Farm Pulley for Ten Bucks, and a Vintage Industrial Sign for Three Bucks. {All Pictured in this Post}</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_7ohe76c1eAvAM2OLSe1jNoVVnjjqMnVuF7jFiaIhlhyphenhyphenQQH8KwWAP618CPMRW_XRadX-fflk1ULH7nIWhucqOMLfDadaWaqXnTr4XGjbpvNFJj3CVtHs6V9wOIs44ioIqtMri4bSms0gWG_F0Nh3zwTDJS9cmNkxHze8PdtNZBdvjjy0UBV_VytSoZzQ/s960/434238033_7680926595293516_2862667903979801465_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="1009" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_7ohe76c1eAvAM2OLSe1jNoVVnjjqMnVuF7jFiaIhlhyphenhyphenQQH8KwWAP618CPMRW_XRadX-fflk1ULH7nIWhucqOMLfDadaWaqXnTr4XGjbpvNFJj3CVtHs6V9wOIs44ioIqtMri4bSms0gWG_F0Nh3zwTDJS9cmNkxHze8PdtNZBdvjjy0UBV_VytSoZzQ/w757-h1009/434238033_7680926595293516_2862667903979801465_n.jpg" width="757" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Of coarse when we went in there to restock more Specialty and Band T-Shirts, since, we'd already Sold about half of them we'd recently brought in the day before, Steven, the Manager, asked me if I'd work Two more Saturday Night Shifts to fill in for Submarine Lady? I agreed, she's been complaining of not being Well every time I've worked a Shift with her and she really needs to stay Home if she's Unwell. She's not particularly productive when she's Unwell anyway. She is a Diabetic and doesn't seem to manage it well, but, she could have something contagious for all we know, since, she doesn't really know exactly why she's feeling Unwell. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVLa73jLiZBf4hKtcC0HRAoRHSXoyYRynepCduywBzjzzhZX5A0_NyeUha43brgdlLTlRp3yHYdPNYqaB7VczSGyq4HGdMMSg-G32AfdScNgcn-qDw-lH8nI6Ha2Pa_tPST-OrG-_gluZ5lE8MW01vlWqFcV3bgkscgAl8YXkP-JcudYmi-q5IIStvU4Y/s2015/434112215_7676390425747133_8771125222288930743_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1026" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVLa73jLiZBf4hKtcC0HRAoRHSXoyYRynepCduywBzjzzhZX5A0_NyeUha43brgdlLTlRp3yHYdPNYqaB7VczSGyq4HGdMMSg-G32AfdScNgcn-qDw-lH8nI6Ha2Pa_tPST-OrG-_gluZ5lE8MW01vlWqFcV3bgkscgAl8YXkP-JcudYmi-q5IIStvU4Y/w766-h1026/434112215_7676390425747133_8771125222288930743_n.jpg" width="766" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> She's a Retired Disabled Navy Veteran, so she should at least go to a VA Clinic or VA Hospital Emergency Room and get checked out. I stayed away from her last Saturday Night when I was covering for another person out Sick, since a lot of contagions are going around and she was saying how Sick she was. </i></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> They were having trouble getting coverage for her and it's a 4-8 pm Shift for the next Two Saturdays, I can manage that. I have more Specialty and Band Shirts to bring in anyway, so I'll just bring them in before the Shift starts. Becoz mostly I'm just Working and Eating, that's the Imagery you're getting at the moment. *LOL*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwrI5WxItNuvJ1UPoIeizclExBsrsQ33V9JfPyTvYDNxBnmKoH153X_0tw9MUNVgqWwSkT3n2O-1dd0yKAeCyIOOhus8YUo7-rcYqsCQ8W9LF2HO6dhIk0H-tK5ZL9E6n6JrMh7Lqsobi2xkVQI9S6rEsbK7TO1HvjnWE4iaVCxfXL6RKB6qrCxRUNxJk/s960/434275852_7680926888626820_3291803475010153452_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwrI5WxItNuvJ1UPoIeizclExBsrsQ33V9JfPyTvYDNxBnmKoH153X_0tw9MUNVgqWwSkT3n2O-1dd0yKAeCyIOOhus8YUo7-rcYqsCQ8W9LF2HO6dhIk0H-tK5ZL9E6n6JrMh7Lqsobi2xkVQI9S6rEsbK7TO1HvjnWE4iaVCxfXL6RKB6qrCxRUNxJk/w768-h1024/434275852_7680926888626820_3291803475010153452_n.jpg" width="768" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/Highlandyardvintage"><b><span style="color: #45818e;">HIGHLAND YARD VINTAGE</span></b></a> is having their "Sonoran Sunset" Themed Event from Thursday thru Sunday, so I might go Tomorrow before my Shift on Saturday Night. The Sneak Peek Preview Pixs looked Awesome, I've included some here to Cover it in case I don't go and take some Pixs of my own. Several of my Friends are Vendors and Designers there and I do like to Support Small Businesses whenever I can. It's a very Southwestern Style Theme this Month in Bold Jewel Tones, very Pretty even if you don't Decorate with that Style or Aesthetic, a lot of people in Arizona do so it's very popular. When The Man and I first Married he liked Southwestern Decor, so we did do it for a few Years.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8J5yTxAP4iREOCUWkW-lqmkEla_VUys1ToXv0-0q_3YC6Rv8yjvvAscbd7PVbl6vMpqEVMNPxr4RBNgnMBJPbCT7_kh_RtoI7nlIuBV6EUtR7uNTgqbxPNjFJn1eLJ6m5y0B5KZK59oAuF7o4jT09psb-OCmOEKHMcPg9I3GgGkNge2ltIMdkSCr_dCk/s1445/429684994_18339081457099845_4170599099596757093_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1445" data-original-width="1440" height="768" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8J5yTxAP4iREOCUWkW-lqmkEla_VUys1ToXv0-0q_3YC6Rv8yjvvAscbd7PVbl6vMpqEVMNPxr4RBNgnMBJPbCT7_kh_RtoI7nlIuBV6EUtR7uNTgqbxPNjFJn1eLJ6m5y0B5KZK59oAuF7o4jT09psb-OCmOEKHMcPg9I3GgGkNge2ltIMdkSCr_dCk/w766-h768/429684994_18339081457099845_4170599099596757093_n.jpg" width="766" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I still personally have many Southwestern and Native American Collectibles that I Cherish enuf to Keep, even tho' I don't Decorate exclusively with them now. If we had bought the Pueblo Home in Wickenburg out on that Mesa, I would have incorporated more of that Aesthetic in our Decor becoz it would have suited the Unique Architecture of that Home perfectly. It is a Style, if done well and with Authentic items, I like very much still. I mostly Kept Indian Basketry, Tribal Pottery, Souvenir Skookum Dolls, Hand Woven Blankets and Rugs, and Jewelry. On the Western side I have some Art, the Western Wares aren't my Jam, I prefer the Native American Collectibles mostly.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk-LgOYchhoQMf-2KBqCFVE1S_qC9-841DYIq4Iq78n3VEDmddbwhgExd-m7JUa2x5glzSiaebmI1y4Pxy29KJgpP1uWemwhc1SmaKSxVhub1jBxobuGme05zUqFw6T3vhTG0W0a00qP05FiBZAePkf005Gw6tg7tlpWJ8S8TDkYk1C4hKrOsk8v7OdGo/s960/434025714_7680926715293504_4715345715510020120_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk-LgOYchhoQMf-2KBqCFVE1S_qC9-841DYIq4Iq78n3VEDmddbwhgExd-m7JUa2x5glzSiaebmI1y4Pxy29KJgpP1uWemwhc1SmaKSxVhub1jBxobuGme05zUqFw6T3vhTG0W0a00qP05FiBZAePkf005Gw6tg7tlpWJ8S8TDkYk1C4hKrOsk8v7OdGo/w768-h1024/434025714_7680926715293504_4715345715510020120_n.jpg" width="768" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">This is my Military Ammunition Chest. It's fairly large, I Love that it's an Original Grey, and I will use it for Storage and double duty it as a Coffee Table in The RV Garage Mahal. With Storage in it and Create an Altered Art Tag to remind me of the contents. You can never have too many Storage Chests IMO, I usually Store my Seasonal items in them out of sight until I need to Decorate with them Seasonally during the Holidays. I've Sold Off a lot of my Chests too and I will still be going thru the ones I have and Culling some of them. I'll Keep only the ones I like best and use most. They do Sell very well and can be useful in the Showroom as a Prop or to Showcase and Display what else is For Sale, so, I don't mind how long they stick around in Inventory either.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif8yX3OJHt7tPpEHKRPwoKDwt7cSIFgFnOBXt9Au5HrCMRZZivKMaJ7zLZoJLgDNTEv3shi-l_oghDpCgxw99MX-gHlfUZlYEBQYItP0LpEKUKyQ05gN-yqTAaMBs03XQ5uyHbRCB5VNEa1RweLsUJy9w5sYtLJEEocIr-HGwoPREl2h-H_vpyHj64eNE/s2015/434056135_7676389782413864_6668099917661718622_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1029" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif8yX3OJHt7tPpEHKRPwoKDwt7cSIFgFnOBXt9Au5HrCMRZZivKMaJ7zLZoJLgDNTEv3shi-l_oghDpCgxw99MX-gHlfUZlYEBQYItP0LpEKUKyQ05gN-yqTAaMBs03XQ5uyHbRCB5VNEa1RweLsUJy9w5sYtLJEEocIr-HGwoPREl2h-H_vpyHj64eNE/w769-h1029/434056135_7676389782413864_6668099917661718622_n.jpg" width="769" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Becoz both my Dad and The Man were Career Military Men, some of their Military Footlockers and items they used during their lengthy Service to Country, are Kept becoz it's meaningful to us. Militaria is popular always, so anytime I can Source some tho', I Buy it if the Price is Right. Even if I Keep it for a while, I know I can easily Sell it when I decide to. The Mantiques at our Antique Mall always are a quick Turn, in fact, Ken, who had the Showroom I'm moving into, Specialized in Mantiques. He had the really good stuff. Anyway, Gypsy James told me that the Pulley I bought from Ken is a cool Old School Snatch Block. I don't always know what I'm Buying if I only bought it to repurpose or looks cool for Decoration. *LOL*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRqh7UUHfeeYvdL5z5Kq1RC8agC32EEIsIS5S3yXY5f2xXEXr2d9g1jjqAKWJ0xG5PjR7YWIJeSXCONIs3vEbNgERh0J2_9wWNyNAa6mDH21QJB7Ni5sdQybyTQLU-ve732UthRb_MG1Gb56qqSBn67vQJTmBobYScpImiDtMoeGNmHPf_AKXTsGvrrp0/s1178/s-l1600%20(8).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1178" data-original-width="595" height="1525" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRqh7UUHfeeYvdL5z5Kq1RC8agC32EEIsIS5S3yXY5f2xXEXr2d9g1jjqAKWJ0xG5PjR7YWIJeSXCONIs3vEbNgERh0J2_9wWNyNAa6mDH21QJB7Ni5sdQybyTQLU-ve732UthRb_MG1Gb56qqSBn67vQJTmBobYScpImiDtMoeGNmHPf_AKXTsGvrrp0/w772-h1525/s-l1600%20(8).jpg" width="772" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I did Score some Skookum Dolls from the 1930's at Online Auction inexpensively. Usually the prices Online are high for them, and comparable to Buying them at an Antique Mall or Specialty Shop that Sells Native American Vintage Creations. But if there's a glut of them being Sold Online, every so often a Seller has a low starting Bid or Buy It Now Feature to get it on The Cheap, and that's when I'm their Customer. I throw my Hat in the Ring for a low Price and see if I get Lucky and if it's a low Buy It Now, I don't hesitate to just Cut to the Chase. This 1930's Skookum Mother with Two Papoose was one I Scored on a greatly reduced Buy It Now the Seller had. So, this one's already mine for sure.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj69_2zWnnlnKSiRBhzbjlTwPVduPIg_HgXAAEoqT62TSrvtYhMBLmWLzG4FdVBY5VGyZJaZbXk_DtfqzSL-3GJn2ceRKV4v3BTxZm8XSnO-yN48uwj-KTN7ui0D8HVVsBNUuoQBgP8bcO2lsy0Ky1lAYsNCln9Lq9Q99GmbH5hXpm3seH4EvHLdvnrYmU/s1148/s-l1600%20(9).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1148" data-original-width="709" height="1249" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj69_2zWnnlnKSiRBhzbjlTwPVduPIg_HgXAAEoqT62TSrvtYhMBLmWLzG4FdVBY5VGyZJaZbXk_DtfqzSL-3GJn2ceRKV4v3BTxZm8XSnO-yN48uwj-KTN7ui0D8HVVsBNUuoQBgP8bcO2lsy0Ky1lAYsNCln9Lq9Q99GmbH5hXpm3seH4EvHLdvnrYmU/w773-h1249/s-l1600%20(9).jpg" width="773" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The Seller had cut the Price by 55% and then put it on a low Buy It Now to move it fast, so my Guess is they had it Online for a while but nobody bit. It happens and usually a Seller will reduce it rather than pull it since they already had some outlay to put it out there. And need not to be losing Money while waiting for an End of the Rainbow Bidder to show up or a Bidding War to break out. I've seen some Hold Outs that have had the same Quality Item up for Bid forever and ever with no Luck, which should be Telling to them, yet, they persist. We have Vendors at the Antique Mall who do the same thing. And you can't convince them they'll usually not be making Money to do that. The Math won't add up in their favor.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOOBOyHGmDVZ2tfo_Qp_8nTMP-W_j00wnXFVwji4OQrA2rwso54I8zF8lLyDRxQLm2Hxefe9OUmYMuo_nRwsRazyeCnGyu8FC4cq55SfF8N5ewzu2PLHQpQQd3IOznRrjRfhHKX7cMQSaXBq-Og0Sn-1EZdg9hky46fx3nmKPsSsWYUw4fxKsZp-ITfn8/s1200/s-l1600%20(13).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="796" height="1168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOOBOyHGmDVZ2tfo_Qp_8nTMP-W_j00wnXFVwji4OQrA2rwso54I8zF8lLyDRxQLm2Hxefe9OUmYMuo_nRwsRazyeCnGyu8FC4cq55SfF8N5ewzu2PLHQpQQd3IOznRrjRfhHKX7cMQSaXBq-Og0Sn-1EZdg9hky46fx3nmKPsSsWYUw4fxKsZp-ITfn8/w774-h1168/s-l1600%20(13).jpg" width="774" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> If you've had something in Inventory for YEARS with the Outlay to keep it in a Retail Space that long, you've probably not even gotten to a Break Even, let alone Sell it at a Loss, even if you then get full price. No Major Successful Retailer keeps Inventory in Stock for YEARS my Friends. They clear out Stale Inventory and keep it Fresh. I happen to be a Fan of Box Lots when it comes to Online Auctions. Most Bidders don't like them since it's a Motley selection and perhaps they don't want some or most of it to then dispose of. To me, they're the best Deals, I Scored a Box Lot of 16 Skookum Dolls for just about Two Dollars apiece. I Bid due to the Keepers in the Box Lot I wanted for my own Collection.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNQ9qLEgKbzJ6bj85BPNfm4bxfiSBOP7sY0RC3KHOhpSZciWb9ojSSsxo9RhiDoDgOYDT3dUY_ni0ddBNfnHORfd0E4KWiTJFxYh0GCtpu6HnfQZzpLgzLTbbagqwzlvVglTHmSb0titvr4HVpShBJ0SGTXPNqUg1TCGM_qFNC84F__z-lpb2FgoUpV8/s1190/s-l1600%20(12).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1190" data-original-width="719" height="1290" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNQ9qLEgKbzJ6bj85BPNfm4bxfiSBOP7sY0RC3KHOhpSZciWb9ojSSsxo9RhiDoDgOYDT3dUY_ni0ddBNfnHORfd0E4KWiTJFxYh0GCtpu6HnfQZzpLgzLTbbagqwzlvVglTHmSb0titvr4HVpShBJ0SGTXPNqUg1TCGM_qFNC84F__z-lpb2FgoUpV8/w778-h1290/s-l1600%20(12).jpg" width="778" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I will Sell the rest for far more than I paid for the entire Lot of them and if just a few don't Sell, I'll Donate them to a Charity, so, there's no Downside to having Won the Bid... everybody Wins. I can Sell what I'm hawking at an enticing Price Point since I have great Margins to work with having made my Money on the Buy. And Giving to Charity is always a Warm Fuzzy Feeling, so I've never regret any Donation I've ever made to a good Cause. Every item in the Box Lot is an authentic Vintage or Antique Skookum, so has more Value than I paid for each. I just don't wanna Keep all of them, but couldn't resist 'em on a Buy It Now Feature that low. Most are 1920-1950's Era Dolls from Trading Posts on the Rez. So, they're as Old or Older than me. *LOL*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCREv8WLU6ZliHS7WzIi0RRJmVQ0lUQKoUY-YtrR4GpkTH0HYjxhHy__jG4xznjDFrt4uzBrdc2bEKSU-2Vke4P9b5FxTex4cxw6U6u9NPL0JPZGc7eJqdTyDN1xQ7h15lLd7zgqLTk-NfADp_ppGaOnmA6uectRNznYMjWtOzb32Uovlw1I4iXb5EoPg/s711/s-l1600%20(11)s.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="711" data-original-width="429" height="1292" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCREv8WLU6ZliHS7WzIi0RRJmVQ0lUQKoUY-YtrR4GpkTH0HYjxhHy__jG4xznjDFrt4uzBrdc2bEKSU-2Vke4P9b5FxTex4cxw6U6u9NPL0JPZGc7eJqdTyDN1xQ7h15lLd7zgqLTk-NfADp_ppGaOnmA6uectRNznYMjWtOzb32Uovlw1I4iXb5EoPg/w779-h1292/s-l1600%20(11)s.jpg" width="779" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> And it's Nostalgic to me, I remember these things from my own Childhood. My Native American Grandma would send us some for Christmas that she bought from her Friends that made them for the Trading Post. Or she'd Buy them at the Trading Post like the little Plastic Indians shown above that are mass Produced. Or Hand Make some herself for us, that we Cherished even more. She made practically everything and anything she used, so did my Dad, it's how he grew up too. When Dad Shopped it was usually for the Raw Materials to make something of it himself to either use, Gift or Sell to someone else. If my Mom liked something she saw on TV or in a Magazine or Catalog, if Dad could Create and Replicate it, he always did so and superbly.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis9ES51bo5GcAj2HzVXY-jGt00Qa0LlXnteApMRtg7DW326-5qP-I8HriGT9-W6NL3xt9cqxiXp_zFeFd3EQc92MyGFEVBtnFl0igGqvOXEOxd689xTVac2Q5g5qMkat3EAuA21xLRTeu2ysgTkwHFEAVmECZT6aK9hcr44lkpnzuK5lYpNc2_d5SFoOU/s790/s-l1600%20(11)f.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="790" data-original-width="504" height="1216" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis9ES51bo5GcAj2HzVXY-jGt00Qa0LlXnteApMRtg7DW326-5qP-I8HriGT9-W6NL3xt9cqxiXp_zFeFd3EQc92MyGFEVBtnFl0igGqvOXEOxd689xTVac2Q5g5qMkat3EAuA21xLRTeu2ysgTkwHFEAVmECZT6aK9hcr44lkpnzuK5lYpNc2_d5SFoOU/w775-h1216/s-l1600%20(11)f.jpg" width="775" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">When I was growing up my Dad made almost all of our Clothes and a great many of our Toys, or his Mother did and sent them to us from the Rez. And I suppose that's why my Brother and I are Creative Beings, it's what we saw growing up and how you could repurpose items too that could be useful as something else. I remember even the Old School Open Dumps, you could visit them in those days and go Salvage anything you wanted from them. We Loved going and the Treasures you would find that other people discarded was Mind Blowing. You'd always see flocks of Seagulls circling the Dumps. Now of coarse I doubt you could do any of that, Safety regulations and all? *LOL* I guess we Lived more Dangerously than we realized in the Past? And yet, here we still are. *Bwahaha*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlsg0EJqIhFB3kdLxtPaP1hUBeI5Z_AO7TH9gHHG1e2tDKOrbSPOCkGjJHQtyAeLU4yMQeYhTDlC29c69oCkdnbkMlQkFifD7RbrYwElQAJo3g-ql4iL6PtdMwWFGv_jJU69lsP6sScx93oFb7b1DsERTQexyopLS73xZ-jqjmF-GlDWNF-bHhb0L5lxU/s1724/433684585_8083432415017311_4938856300584786501_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1724" data-original-width="931" height="1421" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlsg0EJqIhFB3kdLxtPaP1hUBeI5Z_AO7TH9gHHG1e2tDKOrbSPOCkGjJHQtyAeLU4yMQeYhTDlC29c69oCkdnbkMlQkFifD7RbrYwElQAJo3g-ql4iL6PtdMwWFGv_jJU69lsP6sScx93oFb7b1DsERTQexyopLS73xZ-jqjmF-GlDWNF-bHhb0L5lxU/w768-h1421/433684585_8083432415017311_4938856300584786501_n.jpg" width="768" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">This is our Great-Granddaughter's Monday Mood. Which is hilarious. *LMAO* I feel like this on a Saturday Morning actually, and know I gotta Work Tonight to cover for Submarine Lady. So, I may abort all other Plans so I'm not too tired to pull a Shift later on and can make it to Work on time? *LOL* The Man had gotten up early to sit in his Media Chair eagerly anticipating we'd go somewhere when I got up. Now that I'm sitting here Blogging he Sighed and went back to Bed, discouraged. *Ha ha ha* I did tell him there was the Event in the East Valley and I suppose it would Inspire me to go and do something enjoyable. So, I may not wait 'til he falls back to Sleep to roust him back out of Bed and just go. Motivation for me is a factor, Jump Starting lately has been difficult.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_aoidPs122ZF_NCe-7nx8hgwlJPwuiDeOco1q8tdAWz1Tjmwd0oRMRoDPNxIfDXzm5Jr9aUFXyTOrCnNBPI2ny7mq0BFOTqo1hbEYySZKZzHNLErS5zyVzuF528EPDvAXBLZCPVDHo9fj6WsQHq_stPk8wHEib90Nj-JDt1Mw4zrn3XWA9sJGFkQ4Ql8/s1600/s-l1600%20(10).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="1021" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_aoidPs122ZF_NCe-7nx8hgwlJPwuiDeOco1q8tdAWz1Tjmwd0oRMRoDPNxIfDXzm5Jr9aUFXyTOrCnNBPI2ny7mq0BFOTqo1hbEYySZKZzHNLErS5zyVzuF528EPDvAXBLZCPVDHo9fj6WsQHq_stPk8wHEib90Nj-JDt1Mw4zrn3XWA9sJGFkQ4Ql8/w766-h1021/s-l1600%20(10).jpg" width="766" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Listen, I couldn't even tell you Why I'm lethargic, I just AM. Once I get going I'm Fine, it's just getting Started lately that is a particular Challenge. There are Days now when I could contentedly do Nothing at all even tho' lots needs to get Done. Avoidance is becoming habitual and I know it's not a good Pattern to fall into the Habit of, so I'm trying to Shake it and keep moving forward and being Productive and in Purpose instead. The Man can do Nothing endlessly and seemingly be cool with it, I can't, after a bit I get restless and feel worthless if I'm avoiding everything and letting it slide. I don't like to be Lazy and Procrastinate, but I can certainly see why some people fall into the rut of it, it's easy to do if you allow yourself to embrace it. The problem being, folks that do, Camp there and never Move On.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNxT4Y2QUzRdQp9FWP4iLdhJ_HSd9Yh0vTuQ45sxVKhuOuI0j2NekFRMeqlUgcI4mhaSeAUGdq2iUHhf94H3BPjdGQdKouP1Yf7fGglxubyCr3YOrSnFC0NU_AMo1lE5qLdGXUwTP0GwDCtenJu3C-nOU8_7kr1X9H7L0XUSpRPTMjCzdw1QwwW7BeuP8/s960/434252466_7679801958739313_6815639396018091413_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNxT4Y2QUzRdQp9FWP4iLdhJ_HSd9Yh0vTuQ45sxVKhuOuI0j2NekFRMeqlUgcI4mhaSeAUGdq2iUHhf94H3BPjdGQdKouP1Yf7fGglxubyCr3YOrSnFC0NU_AMo1lE5qLdGXUwTP0GwDCtenJu3C-nOU8_7kr1X9H7L0XUSpRPTMjCzdw1QwwW7BeuP8/w768-h1024/434252466_7679801958739313_6815639396018091413_n.jpg" width="768" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I got a shitload of Merch to Price if I want to take it in with me to Work Tonight or Sunday Night, but, if I go to the Event I may have to choose which I'm doing Today? The prospect of doing both is slim, so... the dilemma for me is Work all Day or Play half the Day? You can see where I'm leaning, Right? *Bwahahaha* For The Man, going to the Event is preferable since he will not put forth any effort whatsoever to Work on anything here at Home, even if it's piled up all around him and obviously in need of Doing. He did do the load of our Laundry Yesterday tho', without even prompting, so, that was a switch. He was so Proud of himself too and brought it up often, so I took him out for Ice-Cream and Canning. Since Brain Damaged Elders are like Toddlers that way, with the need of being Rewarded for Positive Behavior. *Winks*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7SKUrCU2JjoEyLNOnK1BLTNNujTQIgPD6Sk0DNuthFpxXyvEE6cwimy9g2JJx7khXQ3FLfKSCgAsk6PMvAJ8hvQVrSichQM0tyDXBLtj0f3xFkYgUaJs4KAu8Qmoo-pRHH2KIFCevmaHuJKi7Gve2wIozFHEZ-YMVe9YFE0_coowEAlkXS5SnzMQDJwM/s2015/434225824_7680407552012087_7116754294637275009_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1029" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7SKUrCU2JjoEyLNOnK1BLTNNujTQIgPD6Sk0DNuthFpxXyvEE6cwimy9g2JJx7khXQ3FLfKSCgAsk6PMvAJ8hvQVrSichQM0tyDXBLtj0f3xFkYgUaJs4KAu8Qmoo-pRHH2KIFCevmaHuJKi7Gve2wIozFHEZ-YMVe9YFE0_coowEAlkXS5SnzMQDJwM/w769-h1029/434225824_7680407552012087_7116754294637275009_n.jpg" width="769" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>So, here we were at SONIC with our Mini Caramel Sundaes and Cherry Limeades before going hunting for Aluminum and doing Environmental Cleanup at the Parks and on the Nature Preserve. It was a Beautiful Day to be doing both, in the low 80's and gorgeous outside. I walked him until his Legs almost fell off, so, he got his Cardio in and I must say even I am feeling it this Morning. *Bwahahahaa* I do something Physical every day but The Man does not, so I have to be sly about getting him in Motion and doing Exercise that doesn't seem or look to him like I'm Exercising him. Caregiving is very adapt and improvise like that, since, they won't always cooperate in doing what their Docs and Specialists tell you they should be doing/eating/avoiding. All of The Man's Medical Professionals tell me I'm the reason he's still here, and doing as remarkably Well as he is, they could be Right?</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5k5IcOaMPxlGVs2NA-jZI7MVJ6hJIJbXHE35BdAbBR3xMshVy7HLHEGrVWk4a3eFkp7cEFANOyb08i7Ysc9grve7YmRK_72IrBSvoTH_h7zsAVeROki7ZPPYYvgNXEOBV51wzOXlK2M7NyIkxM9ZBya8ROQMMu8K3SaDwH_nhkZQzJdgQWJsqPAC9lU0/s1118/s-l1600%20(6)dd.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1118" data-original-width="570" height="1512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5k5IcOaMPxlGVs2NA-jZI7MVJ6hJIJbXHE35BdAbBR3xMshVy7HLHEGrVWk4a3eFkp7cEFANOyb08i7Ysc9grve7YmRK_72IrBSvoTH_h7zsAVeROki7ZPPYYvgNXEOBV51wzOXlK2M7NyIkxM9ZBya8ROQMMu8K3SaDwH_nhkZQzJdgQWJsqPAC9lU0/w770-h1512/s-l1600%20(6)dd.jpg" width="770" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Well, that's what he gets for Marrying a part Indigenous Old Hippie, Right? *Smiles* The Methods I use are no where nears Traditional or Mainstream, but, he's gotten accustomed to them in all the Years we've now been together. BTW: This 1930's Skookum is now mine with the Successful Bid on One of the Auctions, he came in the Box Lot one. I cribbed a Pix of him Front and Back from the Auction, along with some of the others, since, my Blog Fodder is lean for Imagery right now. *Le Sigh* I've got my Cameras with me all of the time, I'm just not anywhere lately where there's a whole lot of interesting stuff to Photograph for Blog Fodder except my Food and what I might Own or have just Bought. I know, Life is getting fairly predictable now, isn't it? *Bwahaha* </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIy89NzehHYt01sgvT1PvpocVnwG1m2eyrmvZA_LusKQseOoYegQnPdomlmefm5z-mZFqR0-u2irQ2bOugGt4qODm7UTcgmK1RZd-v7sZeiJOgTHoogc8_ue7G2FqqFruITF98k9oNifIhWa89_NQvJkZgd4VNUHaRduWmC2Xe4g4SYYOgP-ObiHw9uWM/s1200/s-l1600%20(7)ddc.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="652" height="1415" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIy89NzehHYt01sgvT1PvpocVnwG1m2eyrmvZA_LusKQseOoYegQnPdomlmefm5z-mZFqR0-u2irQ2bOugGt4qODm7UTcgmK1RZd-v7sZeiJOgTHoogc8_ue7G2FqqFruITF98k9oNifIhWa89_NQvJkZgd4VNUHaRduWmC2Xe4g4SYYOgP-ObiHw9uWM/w769-h1415/s-l1600%20(7)ddc.jpg" width="769" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><span style="font-family: verdana;">LATER: Well, we went and had a wonderful time and Photos to follow in another Post. I took lots of them, I was in Pathological Picture Taker Mode and enjoying myself, so, now I will have Posts worth of Blog Fodder Visuals. *Whew* The Antique Mall was having a big Sale, so we got things anywhere from 10%-30% Off that we bought in there. And the Event is held in the Warehouse behind the Antique Mall, I got a few things there too, nothing substantial. An Antique Salvage Drawer with a great piece of Old Hardware and Paint with loads of Patina... and Two Antique Doorknob Sets with the Knobs made of Bakelite and quite unusual. </span></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpcQXc6oVTsmTW1q1czO1BcckRUdIgsjXV1AySYICXpS-GRnZqU-6yFvfM7jfSJtNHlEcdPWZDqTlv0O5cvxuUiO5ydAAqRMTi9B4rdFMjBt4fmD8HJ13mEJoDd6hIw2-uJLeXx52XMmBERHdUPQ20DAHRMMZxtMvjKTz3K0SZ5i9gFjD3eqyd785ELKQ/s960/433738718_7679793558740153_5187781842500110994_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="1027" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpcQXc6oVTsmTW1q1czO1BcckRUdIgsjXV1AySYICXpS-GRnZqU-6yFvfM7jfSJtNHlEcdPWZDqTlv0O5cvxuUiO5ydAAqRMTi9B4rdFMjBt4fmD8HJ13mEJoDd6hIw2-uJLeXx52XMmBERHdUPQ20DAHRMMZxtMvjKTz3K0SZ5i9gFjD3eqyd785ELKQ/w770-h1027/433738718_7679793558740153_5187781842500110994_n.jpg" width="770" /></a></p><p></p><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">I have tonnage of Antique Doorknobs and their Hardware, but when I see one I've not seen before, I Buy it if it's a good price, these were. One is just Bakelite Knobs in a Honey Color, the other is a lighter Ivory Bakelite with a Brass Center in each Knob. The Man and I also found some things in the Antique Mall, all Smalls and good prices too, especially with the Military and Vendor Discounts of the Sale going on. In another Post I'll Reveal each Purchase so you can just see our Haul without me trying to describe it without pixs.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV1Pyxx_zVf6pec64uyA-TwDaJKcjS2LYNlhmZMUSmCDKHc9cHjyCNfBStLfn_rMQUdZQF9hgyOuufE6X494Bl703JbDsXjRvNSaSHjKsqnVn6TOrqd5acdES01SfcXP71xVqocMRQ-je9AS7PrXbXj_QACEUBRWqUFzVe54wfU6dVwK1RxYYm8aOholc/s2015/434268801_7683513085034867_9084960288231688443_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV1Pyxx_zVf6pec64uyA-TwDaJKcjS2LYNlhmZMUSmCDKHc9cHjyCNfBStLfn_rMQUdZQF9hgyOuufE6X494Bl703JbDsXjRvNSaSHjKsqnVn6TOrqd5acdES01SfcXP71xVqocMRQ-je9AS7PrXbXj_QACEUBRWqUFzVe54wfU6dVwK1RxYYm8aOholc/w765-h1024/434268801_7683513085034867_9084960288231688443_n.jpg" width="765" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">We had Brunch at the Restaurant in the Antique Mall, I had the Pulled Pork Sammie with Coleslaw and Dill Pickle... Divine. We got there early, just after Opening, and so we had the Restaurant mostly to ourselves before the Weekend Crowds descended upon the Mall or the Event. It got crowded by the time we were leaving at about 1:00 pm. The Event only runs for Four Days so will be over on Sunday, tho' it was Day No. 3 they still had a great selection of Merch and they have it Displayed superbly. It always Inspires me to see Merchandising done so well. I'm going to try really hard to do that in my new Showroom and concentrate on the Vignettes/Displays a lot more. I gave my Vacate Notice, so, I will Vacate my Old Showroom on April 27th by 9:00 pm.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGwgDk_lKnLs6HG-mNO5qZj3HPYz0-UKPSLkx3xjl7ZLsywiYLwPV98Y-C_-hu19RQ8l1EZetRlFqM5itDSFBIc7wTtDiNEix4Z3q2nRtP80AEaN2FQa0Z1SQnaGXoChc4LR4fHGISQlWUDNte0Vxeegq1kTKkXv7EP_cotS9-NvbltudHqA2wjtyrxQQ/s1445/429787104_18339081463099845_5439562709220753552_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1445" data-original-width="1440" height="773" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGwgDk_lKnLs6HG-mNO5qZj3HPYz0-UKPSLkx3xjl7ZLsywiYLwPV98Y-C_-hu19RQ8l1EZetRlFqM5itDSFBIc7wTtDiNEix4Z3q2nRtP80AEaN2FQa0Z1SQnaGXoChc4LR4fHGISQlWUDNte0Vxeegq1kTKkXv7EP_cotS9-NvbltudHqA2wjtyrxQQ/w771-h773/429787104_18339081463099845_5439562709220753552_n.jpg" width="771" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I will be inheriting and moving in to my New Showroom on March 31st. So, that will be plenty of time for a smooth transition and do it at a pace I can sustain and feel good about. The Saturday Night 4-8 pm Shift went very well, it was quite busy, so, time flew by quickly. People were mostly Buying, but I did have my fair share of Looky Lous too. They're the ones that look in about a Half Dozen Cases back to back, handle everything, fuss with it, spending far too much Time doing it, then don't Buy anything. Actual Buyers know what they want and don't waste Time, they identify what they want to look at rather quickly, and have you bring it up to the Registers without wasting a bunch of your Time. I don't know why Window Shoppers tend to be the biggest Time Wasters, and most demanding of Staff, but, they are.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhILvM5CEcfDNWKMk97fl8ZBdG-FmwsDxEvZAwR-0iiO8A0E3Pnz5L1bPd9VIu2MaKW-p19H6keI3b86M6s3eUp1IQYd_Q1k1Ad9xTTSkvVD9AhOWCtuDRKOvos5X87NVwJV0su83Zzw2XSjRxucxfPyBX-C8On3tZ1F2T4GK36pa6ua49Jri37JtBt01g/s960/434255874_7679793115406864_312391904676766153_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="1028" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhILvM5CEcfDNWKMk97fl8ZBdG-FmwsDxEvZAwR-0iiO8A0E3Pnz5L1bPd9VIu2MaKW-p19H6keI3b86M6s3eUp1IQYd_Q1k1Ad9xTTSkvVD9AhOWCtuDRKOvos5X87NVwJV0su83Zzw2XSjRxucxfPyBX-C8On3tZ1F2T4GK36pa6ua49Jri37JtBt01g/w771-h1028/434255874_7679793115406864_312391904676766153_n.jpg" width="771" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>When you're super busy the Looky Lous who waste a lot of valuable Staff Time are just annoying. Since, it delays you providing Customer Service to actual Customers wanting to Buy something and having to wait. Why the Time wasters pick the busiest times to dick around is a complete Mystery? They must know they're being a hindrance to Customer Service to people who are actually Buying products. But, they seem to delight in making everyone wait on them, while they dick around and know they're not gonna Buy a damned thing. If someone is too much of a Time waster I will eventually cut their Customer Service demands short. And tell them to Think about it some more, and call us back when they've decided. While I let other people get a chance to have Cases unlocked. *Winks*</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC00KeV-DsExbiadgITbc1FRnRamHGRp9C7yQOXYADaJoq4RxxecOjsRiYeU3n_Bfc1Zx7SCqUGLAA0eBIszUG_G5NGqdIZgejOtRV2-n4Wg4GLwLzKrQT51utUvAXRAdKFgmVHcujejDC50uNpxFr3v8Fn49qN1UQ2NrrCDEXH6PPltpgNjchU2wgSoA/s1112/429687446_18339081493099845_4867599790583908838_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1112" data-original-width="1108" height="773" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC00KeV-DsExbiadgITbc1FRnRamHGRp9C7yQOXYADaJoq4RxxecOjsRiYeU3n_Bfc1Zx7SCqUGLAA0eBIszUG_G5NGqdIZgejOtRV2-n4Wg4GLwLzKrQT51utUvAXRAdKFgmVHcujejDC50uNpxFr3v8Fn49qN1UQ2NrrCDEXH6PPltpgNjchU2wgSoA/w771-h773/429687446_18339081493099845_4867599790583908838_n.jpg" width="771" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>If they wanna look at a Gazillion One Dollar Pokemon Cards or stacks of Comic Books that were in a Locked Case... I bring them up to the Front Greeter Desk with it. To take all the Time that will require, since, the Greeter Station is always manned with usually Half Hour rotations of whose Working the Shift. Under the Scrutiny of the Greeter they can then dick around all they want and pull what they might actually Buy and have the Greeter then give the rest for us to put back in the Locked Case when we have Time to. Usually, once they know they're not really wasting anyone's valuable Time to tend to other Customers, they Cut to the Chase. Sometimes they may even Buy something... but, more often than not, they don't. Looky Lous are a predictable Breed of Shopper who really isn't Shopping.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6kBUVpQ39nv7hnYbXjiaiFRNQF9lgwTBNhfaqGGNe3-UFPBTNQraKkU2gQlZe0p6eQIEli7j64Cu9881_DlFj7GppdDYMZ2xilzpxSozfZiZ8PDaskaoQLfSiA3g_jOo9oz6-U-6pXeAJvVrEAgkFU-Oo12j3gISlZ1lsUMjiSbnzBQ_hS4uJy8YOW_s/s960/434267607_7679801772072665_3644386805120515239_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="1030" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6kBUVpQ39nv7hnYbXjiaiFRNQF9lgwTBNhfaqGGNe3-UFPBTNQraKkU2gQlZe0p6eQIEli7j64Cu9881_DlFj7GppdDYMZ2xilzpxSozfZiZ8PDaskaoQLfSiA3g_jOo9oz6-U-6pXeAJvVrEAgkFU-Oo12j3gISlZ1lsUMjiSbnzBQ_hS4uJy8YOW_s/w773-h1030/434267607_7679801772072665_3644386805120515239_n.jpg" width="773" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I brought in more Fresh Inventory, just a smallish Box full this time. Since, I didn't have much Time left after getting Home from the Event to Price much before having to leave for Work. I had barely an Hour and I needed to eat Dinner in that Time frame too before Working, so I had some KFC. When other Vendors realized I'd given Notice to Vacate on my Old Showroom, they were salivating on who might get it? Some have been dogging me for over a Month now when they got wind thru the Rumor Mill, that I might be giving that Showroom up and moving to a New One they realized I'd been chosen to receive when Ken gave his Vacate Notice on it. Sometimes it's almost comical how some Vendors covet Space and can never get enuf of it there. Honestly, it's usually the ones Renting too much Space already that are greediest to get even more.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAzc09HJP2Q8rZYUzbyiOoa-klB2nJq86mScD2mxIETU-C4ktFDwysnv71tqXXBRfQQvVyrc17qbXYZLlCBzk86HEqwujg0QPiNuwLk_Zt1bJIfw34E8kLFVcgAvRcFtCvihGKqLb1AYcwm52Z1hGF0FMo_prHXFgGLZdGdmu8hPgYJPacE5L6sbNuFVg/s629/429824966_18339081436099845_6524871301518523905_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="629" data-original-width="627" height="775" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAzc09HJP2Q8rZYUzbyiOoa-klB2nJq86mScD2mxIETU-C4ktFDwysnv71tqXXBRfQQvVyrc17qbXYZLlCBzk86HEqwujg0QPiNuwLk_Zt1bJIfw34E8kLFVcgAvRcFtCvihGKqLb1AYcwm52Z1hGF0FMo_prHXFgGLZdGdmu8hPgYJPacE5L6sbNuFVg/w773-h775/429824966_18339081436099845_6524871301518523905_n.jpg" width="773" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>It seems to me almost like an Addiction they have of Renting Space. Since, when I've done the Math in my Head, they'd have to be pulling in far more than I know anyone there is, to be making an actual Profit after covering that much in Retail Rental. Most also have Offsite Storage Rental, so, when all of that is factored in, my best Guess is that most of them are operating at a substantial Loss and are upside down doing what they're doing. It's like a Gambler who just is Addicted to Gambling and can't stop and has Lost too much, but, keeps on Gambling anyway. Some of them are constantly begging for more Shifts to offset more of their Rent and still don't get a Check each Payday! And many consistently Owe the Mall, which I don't understand at all. Know when to Hold 'em and know when to Fold 'em.</i></span></div><div><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxU2O7cJIs2U7LfUlxZ_fjUE-qS2NR5hBMbxcIGv8LVQ3PVlNx2mCTRyU4FPNsQJJmyhwL_LHSBYtl73vNLJ4UK8I6rUpHQqI0FOwbnG8vY3-ICsB2Ko7L-I5_LZunxahRn3kB24wZegx-Y1Ms96jz_W7F-hxfaL5O3Kzh1LybVqfarhq3fzEc1-sgO8g/s960/434279418_7679797578739751_5876572685835757445_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="1034" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxU2O7cJIs2U7LfUlxZ_fjUE-qS2NR5hBMbxcIGv8LVQ3PVlNx2mCTRyU4FPNsQJJmyhwL_LHSBYtl73vNLJ4UK8I6rUpHQqI0FOwbnG8vY3-ICsB2Ko7L-I5_LZunxahRn3kB24wZegx-Y1Ms96jz_W7F-hxfaL5O3Kzh1LybVqfarhq3fzEc1-sgO8g/w775-h1034/434279418_7679797578739751_5876572685835757445_n.jpg" width="775" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Some tried to talk me into working out some kind of crazy Side Deal to get them into my Room without Management's consent for them to get it properly. Nope, I told them I'd give Vacate Notice when I was ready and I didn't want to enter into any Partnerships or Attrition Schemes they had up their Sleeves. I realize some Vendors get preferential treatment and that is frustrating and not Fair, but, Fair is Rare and if Life were Fair Bras wouldn't come in Sizes. It's not my Ship and Management will either Sail it or Sink it, so they have to Deal with them if they want something. Not my Circus, not my Monkeys. I'm not into the Politics and Posturing that goes on behind any of the Scenes, just not interested in the Drama and a Headache of all that shit.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><br /><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6S-7BAy9Fenm5KK8UTHDF_IKSOumLO86OdWC-Y58lWg2Pgwky39E4WwI-8eKntzBR9lA861qSEAw5PKZ8C3ltn3Jn5Ronew_F7yND1Yigi1gRW1SyA4-GFaDE82asBpA1UInLXX2sdxdb4pHd7yHUeRN4u2cHVtRIYV2CtBKsxi9OwaaXl2xJDQ3Eq1A/s960/434022448_7679797362073106_2726365675440157514_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="1037" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6S-7BAy9Fenm5KK8UTHDF_IKSOumLO86OdWC-Y58lWg2Pgwky39E4WwI-8eKntzBR9lA861qSEAw5PKZ8C3ltn3Jn5Ronew_F7yND1Yigi1gRW1SyA4-GFaDE82asBpA1UInLXX2sdxdb4pHd7yHUeRN4u2cHVtRIYV2CtBKsxi9OwaaXl2xJDQ3Eq1A/w778-h1037/434022448_7679797362073106_2726365675440157514_n.jpg" width="778" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>That's also why I don't engage in Gossip or all of the Back Stabbing that often goes on in this Business... well, in any Business actually. Also, not interested, I'll Pass, and keep it out of my Orbit, please. I'm Nice to all of them and Close to none of them, that suits me just fine actually. My Inner Circle is very Select and very Small, I like it that way. I will have Situational Friendships and keep it as Professional as necessary and if other people have Drama with someone, that's for them to sort out between THEM, I don't need to be involved or have an Opinion about it. If what they're about to say isn't an improvement over Silence, best to just not say it, is my Mantra.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2y1i5xC36WXJya0pljcZzjfs0AYXrXSENocgOw2me4LYnawnVDTiGpb_wEeRutCUdntZdpsKuVu_Q7HlPlAeUSE0YJzV4_ALw7RhxFrKPofXVdHxNJu1UPu46xiXgxZrUoDRwRRkzKDiv54DQ3PzOPwWr5YHKY89Fd7-n2XxTvf_-AsigS8HAMcVw5co/s1391/s-l1600.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1391" data-original-width="701" height="1551" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2y1i5xC36WXJya0pljcZzjfs0AYXrXSENocgOw2me4LYnawnVDTiGpb_wEeRutCUdntZdpsKuVu_Q7HlPlAeUSE0YJzV4_ALw7RhxFrKPofXVdHxNJu1UPu46xiXgxZrUoDRwRRkzKDiv54DQ3PzOPwWr5YHKY89Fd7-n2XxTvf_-AsigS8HAMcVw5co/w780-h1551/s-l1600.jpg" width="780" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Yes, I can be Stoic like that and keep my Opinions to myself, even tho' I am a very Opinionated person. My Dear Ole' Dad always told me there was a reason we have only One Mouth and Two Ears, Listen Twice as much as you Speak and you'll be just Fine in Life. Because if you Listen to People and really HEAR them, out of the abundance of the Heart the Mouth always Speaks. So, I let folks Talk... and I keep to myself what they pontificate about or complain about, but, I rarely Weigh In or get engaged with whatever it is. I just don't really Care to most of the time, since it's just pettiness and trifles anyway 99.9% of the time. So, if they gave it some Time and Reflection, they'd Feel some kind of different way later on about any of it. Most of it is Small Stuff they work themselves up about and I never sweat the Small Stuff, I got Bigger Stuff to have to Deal with. </i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTQOga4YKlfnf9o-Txl_9Rap2beMozuVn2J0TFGK3guaOVYzk80hqwgFvjePazBALQg12PAEsYAXWkqGP6-Ci6cT72aSDUs0N2rLkMsAaGw-wXaQtqFXsTFnCouJ0iafjrOYAvptbv_ROmuGPdmdrXcfWCKYOIif2q3Okrzxwv8qRbst-Lswp3dfQ3zDo/s960/434289378_7679793358740173_2820938636145271177_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="1038" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTQOga4YKlfnf9o-Txl_9Rap2beMozuVn2J0TFGK3guaOVYzk80hqwgFvjePazBALQg12PAEsYAXWkqGP6-Ci6cT72aSDUs0N2rLkMsAaGw-wXaQtqFXsTFnCouJ0iafjrOYAvptbv_ROmuGPdmdrXcfWCKYOIif2q3Okrzxwv8qRbst-Lswp3dfQ3zDo/w779-h1038/434289378_7679793358740173_2820938636145271177_n.jpg" width="779" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Listen, if you're truly Dealing with some heavy Epic Shit in Life, then folks going to pieces or coming apart and losing their shit over trifles all the time is just an annoyance and irritant. What's truly Amazing is that the folks I know who ARE truly Dealing with the heaviest Epic Shit are holding their Mud, they're holding it Down and keeping it Together and they rarely even mention it. You wouldn't even know unless you're close enuf to them that they have Shared their Trial or Crisis with you. The ones always getting ginned up usually need to Invent something to try to make a Minor Issue a Major one to have a Grievance over or get Attention for. When someone is going over the Top about something petty I have been known to ask, "You didn't get held much as a Child, did you?" *Bwahahahaha* Becoz I don't Care to have a Filter when someone is being fucking ridiculously Petty.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTk6macJHu_epbgD4NeUSO63wU8TxjMgohCCpZtUNTjL29DLKLBZ-mdiQEcYly1ZjGQ3WCXVd_DG2un54BqbHzU4f8XmzkrEeghMCBuRlDbKSKfSBUC3rsjOqYwbzBnEcwTGAIuS0qYXA3yKYwC6CJ0pa0sbsh6_PQ5NVcvnFP0cUWThLMF8b6qzppETU/s2015/434329912_7680042472048595_4747345946511422062_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1046" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTk6macJHu_epbgD4NeUSO63wU8TxjMgohCCpZtUNTjL29DLKLBZ-mdiQEcYly1ZjGQ3WCXVd_DG2un54BqbHzU4f8XmzkrEeghMCBuRlDbKSKfSBUC3rsjOqYwbzBnEcwTGAIuS0qYXA3yKYwC6CJ0pa0sbsh6_PQ5NVcvnFP0cUWThLMF8b6qzppETU/w781-h1046/434329912_7680042472048595_4747345946511422062_n.jpg" width="781" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>We did get this big Ass Unicorn Hello Kitty Squishmallow for Princess T from the Goodwill. Not that she needs more of these, but, she is Selling Off her Excess and Upgrading her Collection to be more Curated and Editorial about it. And, now she doesn't have so many on her Bed that there's nowhere for her to Sleep. *LOL* I shoot her some Pixs on Messenger when we see something I know she might like and she lets me know whether to get it or Pass. This was a definite Hell Yeah and it still had it's original Tags affixed. She has a Thing for Hello Kitty... and enuf other Kiddos do too that should she fall out of Love with it, we're Golden on Resale Margins.</i></span></div><div><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg33l_rzynzOURzeXGHnPAQvXKYoKUrdETVf0o-T9XTIuh0xbnSIIOOiU1Qe3wJtilnVD88PXrbR_P2SsZ1bzG11STtmBCNzPy8FtBeFNV5-PnT78t5M7mLKHCSYRaJHwz1yQIGicfqiNgdHeskM8OZdboEtZW6bHBBdrIUcS_2JE2lgWeyhD3o2vCFSY/s1024/428632629_18339081475099845_4362330286176330974_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="780" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg33l_rzynzOURzeXGHnPAQvXKYoKUrdETVf0o-T9XTIuh0xbnSIIOOiU1Qe3wJtilnVD88PXrbR_P2SsZ1bzG11STtmBCNzPy8FtBeFNV5-PnT78t5M7mLKHCSYRaJHwz1yQIGicfqiNgdHeskM8OZdboEtZW6bHBBdrIUcS_2JE2lgWeyhD3o2vCFSY/w780-h780/428632629_18339081475099845_4362330286176330974_n.jpg" width="780" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>She was humorous this day in that she was telling me that Mister Wonderful must really Like her coz he puts up with her in a Mood. Yeah, that IS pretty Epic, since, the Child can be Pre-Demonic when she's on a Bipolar Ratchet Mode or goes Dark. *LOL* Friday Night he wanted to pick her up and take her out, she really didn't wanna go, but did. She said becoz she really wanted to just stay Home, and was not into being around People in General... it wasn't Personal. So, she said she was Mean and not Nice to him at all, but, he endured and still Likes her. I Laughed and facetiously said, "So, it was a Hot Date then and you were a Ray of Fucking Sunshine and everyone had a Good Time? Well, if he was willing to take one for The Team when you're at your Worst, yeah, I agree, he must really Like you then." Poor Soul, he better get used to this is all I can say. *Bwahahaha*</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRazBlVkI-i1bGt2yi4mbbijdC4cpfW7knJnMEUgegAs9TMPs62r7AZxMQgaKGafpGOSwviMnZwF4ihX4uxYgMgm-f3v7SYw6yW1CopBMqkYRwQY18VpYm60NJ8ZCZlnqnb2tzNvIy-TGiQwgs4whOg927DG6_g-xgOy8siBJpExFRl8Bji9ZdLn3udZE/s1600/s-l1600%20(4).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="1038" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRazBlVkI-i1bGt2yi4mbbijdC4cpfW7knJnMEUgegAs9TMPs62r7AZxMQgaKGafpGOSwviMnZwF4ihX4uxYgMgm-f3v7SYw6yW1CopBMqkYRwQY18VpYm60NJ8ZCZlnqnb2tzNvIy-TGiQwgs4whOg927DG6_g-xgOy8siBJpExFRl8Bji9ZdLn3udZE/w779-h1038/s-l1600%20(4).jpg" width="779" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>She is Aware she's like this and would prefer to Isolate becoz of her Bipolar Mood Swings and inability to regulate Mood. For the sake of everyone, it's best that she have Quiet time alone and come back to Center and re-engage when she's able to People. Since, it never goes Well if she is required to be around People and doesn't want to be. She doesn't like being that way, but it isn't something she's able to regulate very well. She does better than her Brother or Mom do when they can't be around People, but, she's not Schizophrenic, so, their inability to Cope with People sometimes is manifested differently. I'm Bipolar, so I understand, I too prefer to have Solitude when I know I'm not being particularly Lovely to be around, better for everyone. Dark Dawn can be Triggered, but, generally, if not Triggered, I don't usually have that be my dominant personality, Thankfully.</i></span></div><div><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWiqwJ-5QICEJNVLAKJ5cG5aknYGJgPASN20Qk0IST83hqZSl5mNfjtYe9SF7iXChdMEXtR7UJ_Umc3iDhVnj5ivJ5l4KmpdYfDgqlJ_-R_g3Dt2rJimNIWBwd2QdV_sodV6D5n3f7NbtRY-cNpa6c0Ak8KSW2v-rwar7iUA56MQgoj_ed0rIbqiymXmM/s1600/s-l1600%20(5).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="1038" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWiqwJ-5QICEJNVLAKJ5cG5aknYGJgPASN20Qk0IST83hqZSl5mNfjtYe9SF7iXChdMEXtR7UJ_Umc3iDhVnj5ivJ5l4KmpdYfDgqlJ_-R_g3Dt2rJimNIWBwd2QdV_sodV6D5n3f7NbtRY-cNpa6c0Ak8KSW2v-rwar7iUA56MQgoj_ed0rIbqiymXmM/w779-h1038/s-l1600%20(5).jpg" width="779" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Yes, becoz we are a Family prone to Gallow's Humor, we do make Jokes about our Mental Health Challenges, even tho', it's Serious business and can be a tough Row to Hoe, no Cure, very little ability to Manage it successfully. Since it is Forever and Ever, you just Deal with it and if you are Aware, you're better off than if you aren't. Some folks with Serious Mental Illness are Unaware and they generally don't even know how they are and how they present themselves Socially when they're difficult to have Relationship with. I've always been very Open and Transparent, I see no Shame in any Illness someone has and had no Choice of, the Brain is perhaps our most complex Organ and there's so much Mystery to how it functions, let alone malfunctions.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Wg3A7Y5kF9Furh871vzkOATcinn9KtITtjP9zeo9LPEJfUivqsTvFJ5S1KvWB74Kd5jQzIGOpbrJmyk9C5dKK9UAhAG1MUks9YWBkaOmjoOX_wzMK4aJDdFrzdSvZA5CsRzVRwPOJgXaCh1SMDeNjdHZ3e2fHuWvworpihadj8VM97G2ELlGgWs9jbw/s1143/s-l1600%20(6)ss.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1143" data-original-width="560" height="1583" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Wg3A7Y5kF9Furh871vzkOATcinn9KtITtjP9zeo9LPEJfUivqsTvFJ5S1KvWB74Kd5jQzIGOpbrJmyk9C5dKK9UAhAG1MUks9YWBkaOmjoOX_wzMK4aJDdFrzdSvZA5CsRzVRwPOJgXaCh1SMDeNjdHZ3e2fHuWvworpihadj8VM97G2ELlGgWs9jbw/w776-h1583/s-l1600%20(6)ss.jpg" width="776" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>And now that we're at the Close of this Post I'll explain why I chose the Blog Post Title Hook. Blog Friend Sandra had said it as a description that resonated so deeply to me, that I had to use it, and got her permission to, so that I didn't have to Steal it. *LOL* I feel that sometimes my surroundings are a repository of all things not Dealt with, both internally and externally. Which would explain a lot. *LMAO* I once heard a favorite TV Pastor use a description that resonated with me too and made perfect sense. He said that you can get a Person out of a Mess, but if you don't get the Mess out of the Person, they fall right back into it. Very profound and True. Life can be very messy... and often the Internal Mess that manifests has an Outward Manifestation too.</i></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivkUjd6Y85WKFjfGPdFvu3-AGH9qtnN6mVGK6HkLBggX0TP8WrHAqA5a-Ya9JW0Qqo40OI_zym5OwzkToIStSYTVGoiWTHjqM6xijLTUJL17dIzjfBvUH_OZcfoKaTk7_JDKULaLNMEn0Vb_uK9SQTYWNH9JoaKO_PbfQqjl4OJVJsJxvSrtw4lqdhTBQ/s1200/s-l1600%20(7)dd.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="642" height="1456" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivkUjd6Y85WKFjfGPdFvu3-AGH9qtnN6mVGK6HkLBggX0TP8WrHAqA5a-Ya9JW0Qqo40OI_zym5OwzkToIStSYTVGoiWTHjqM6xijLTUJL17dIzjfBvUH_OZcfoKaTk7_JDKULaLNMEn0Vb_uK9SQTYWNH9JoaKO_PbfQqjl4OJVJsJxvSrtw4lqdhTBQ/w778-h1456/s-l1600%20(7)dd.jpg" width="778" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Anyway, wading thru the External Mess right now is only half the Battle my Friends. And, I'm still a Work in Progress, as are we all really. So, if you know some Messy folks, cut them a bit of slack, they're probably Dealing with more than we'll ever know. And sometimes it's too much to Unpack to Share with anyone or everyone and will remain unsaid for the most part. Becoz the really Big Stuff, most People just don't Talk about freely or often... and that's Okay. Most folks couldn't handle our Heaviest shit anyway and couldn't be Helpful even if they wanted to... and, Truthfully, most People don't really want to.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><br /><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiuE3fUWXY4ZJSBo_cwpp7mAGeNxtLcT4EGXCuxFfuNqmxWSm8KaYXblHBJ6DoZIAI-xk7I1J7Plc6tM-Fm50sXQBMmfsSaMwBx3xW1ZlGiB_xCEWGdv2ddy4jJTBL4UeFILYZDhxYBoMuTVy1oDJzl1TXzvYkN7dzYsy652E8rxmAdWdQKx3yNeH_e-E/s1518/s-l1600%20(1).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1518" data-original-width="851" height="1393" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiuE3fUWXY4ZJSBo_cwpp7mAGeNxtLcT4EGXCuxFfuNqmxWSm8KaYXblHBJ6DoZIAI-xk7I1J7Plc6tM-Fm50sXQBMmfsSaMwBx3xW1ZlGiB_xCEWGdv2ddy4jJTBL4UeFILYZDhxYBoMuTVy1oDJzl1TXzvYkN7dzYsy652E8rxmAdWdQKx3yNeH_e-E/w779-h1393/s-l1600%20(1).jpg" width="779" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">*******</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Keep On Keeping On my Friends... Dawn... The Bohemian</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div>Bohemianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825579903367960408.post-12623603713629679442024-03-22T08:46:00.000-07:002024-03-22T08:53:09.125-07:00Nature And Nurture<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0nag_7ojh_N9zpYp852MwEw71Nl6N34ZPg7vzumsdHwqRvTc_VFln7qIk78VlVzJLAugQdL69XRSyQgCXT8AGjwA-cMfy-Id4M6B_jMTa9ft94_kSYL_0UhOHzzH2SxXND8BNKUEAn7LdZOo-TnH6_oiWrBGash8w2L83ku0sYMAoci0Rb5UrgevfXv0/s5152/IMG_3698.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1025" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0nag_7ojh_N9zpYp852MwEw71Nl6N34ZPg7vzumsdHwqRvTc_VFln7qIk78VlVzJLAugQdL69XRSyQgCXT8AGjwA-cMfy-Id4M6B_jMTa9ft94_kSYL_0UhOHzzH2SxXND8BNKUEAn7LdZOo-TnH6_oiWrBGash8w2L83ku0sYMAoci0Rb5UrgevfXv0/w769-h1025/IMG_3698.JPG" width="769" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>A Professional Landscaper came by Today and gave me a Quote on just cutting the Grass/Pasture of the Property once a Month, it was too expensive and not within Budget. Irrigation would have been Extra on top of that and also not affordable, and probably not so reliable, since, it comes when SRP tells you it will come for you. So, if TJ and Rob don't want to do it anymore and remain hired for both, I'll understand and have to figure something out for the Future and Buy some new Equipment to replace what's needing repairs or can't be repaired. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhktOj0ebX7b_4nqxRS-8NKtzQdKbcY2O9_etBt3yxAvRxtXrPfU2RNeXGIYJJdkSKaRYK3bFxduAq6qxjNOFCeYP2U4JVRYzLZ4r_tP9FMITV8Hb-2ARFq_uWl0dJXKaHQSQbIHbFaqB0-nbIGqvC-RluRA3AB39RMh4Ik2U2VsesVlWbWEf1HY8eskko/s5152/IMG_2683.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1022" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhktOj0ebX7b_4nqxRS-8NKtzQdKbcY2O9_etBt3yxAvRxtXrPfU2RNeXGIYJJdkSKaRYK3bFxduAq6qxjNOFCeYP2U4JVRYzLZ4r_tP9FMITV8Hb-2ARFq_uWl0dJXKaHQSQbIHbFaqB0-nbIGqvC-RluRA3AB39RMh4Ik2U2VsesVlWbWEf1HY8eskko/w766-h1022/IMG_2683.JPG" width="766" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> That's gonna be an Outlay, but, still Cheaper than Hiring a Company, their Price Point for a large Property is very high. Right now I just can't work that into an already strained Budget on a Fixed Income. TJ and Rob have so much Work right now I realize it's a struggle for them to be as reliable now either, and financially, more of a Favor to us for the low price we negotiated that was affordable. They do their Parent's Property next door anyway and we get Irrigation directly after they do every time, so they're already out doing it and it's just an extra Hour more for them to do ours.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDK9xYuQyoI-C3VLx9mpZPBHnNe5lrJ5PZW9BPms_2P1vw51K47RiwTtid5XV_MYVoVStc64fCZemjnniG-oTD-boRtQaJHalaHqHg9JVad4-9zjAfqQVcAwVP3773KS2Fc5yUaCHcubToMbetA0WgmxXjDqG2Gw-90SZsZ_VR4dWKKcEBgfqFSGJpe1E/s640/clipboard_bling.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="1019" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDK9xYuQyoI-C3VLx9mpZPBHnNe5lrJ5PZW9BPms_2P1vw51K47RiwTtid5XV_MYVoVStc64fCZemjnniG-oTD-boRtQaJHalaHqHg9JVad4-9zjAfqQVcAwVP3773KS2Fc5yUaCHcubToMbetA0WgmxXjDqG2Gw-90SZsZ_VR4dWKKcEBgfqFSGJpe1E/w764-h1019/clipboard_bling.JPG" width="764" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>So, I may go to the John Deere Dealership, which is just down the Street, and get some ideas of what is affordable and could be financed for less than I'd have to pay someone to do it for us. Perhaps they take Trade Ins on the Tractor Mower we now have, I dunno? I will ask if they have a Service Department too and get a Quote on that. My Issue is that I don't have a Toy Hauler to bring the Tractor anywhere and I'd have to get a new one Delivered. But, I'm sure they do that as an Option? Not that I wanna Finance one more expensive thing, but, you gotta do what has to be done.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2HXnVWtkp0PDqdnfW49J2Dqm0SxkoiRxLzOA5clQWxiZCmwQdi9mmyWbgNfbtyTSHpQdbEWvwsEX15czYIGs1pBRMTGQIPqtqAvd0dtXJeAi2zhG4dtgKA00tv4JfnIjKBYrkuGg5KdbLkyngSaZuuXjICLOUXLJmUZpwc1Wtb6q2DM_2zW-U02W9Y8A/s639/Coin%20Purse%20NecklaceDSCF5514.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="639" data-original-width="457" height="1064" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2HXnVWtkp0PDqdnfW49J2Dqm0SxkoiRxLzOA5clQWxiZCmwQdi9mmyWbgNfbtyTSHpQdbEWvwsEX15czYIGs1pBRMTGQIPqtqAvd0dtXJeAi2zhG4dtgKA00tv4JfnIjKBYrkuGg5KdbLkyngSaZuuXjICLOUXLJmUZpwc1Wtb6q2DM_2zW-U02W9Y8A/w761-h1064/Coin%20Purse%20NecklaceDSCF5514.JPG" width="761" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>For now I have about a Month Grace Period before the Grass grows back and will need to be cut and trimmed again. The Irrigation I can do myself when and if I have to. I don't like wading around or doing it at all Hours assigned randomly every time, but, it is what it just is. It's getting Warmer so the Water doesn't feel as Cold in Spring and Summer, and if the Irrigation comes during Daylight Hours it's easy, harder when it's Dark. Mostly due to limited visibility and the fact Scorpions float and you're more likely to catch a Sting from one during Irrigation when the Property is flooded with Irrigation Water and they're Nocturnal Creatures.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtSca7cB9mnddVpOeQszYhBy-5d4zqzIQLvOlry872Idmw40X7ZYAtR-VWnErus1pHKAbYtM6XyXckd7_HYtrogi0NDV5arKZ5D3GRo2-xRuaeyHu27r-523uvy-ME6W7x87g9cU7tUi9FMD9DfDqPkpDEvb3vCdZGCJ7V7NygbggFTlXo6jQQS7FeqWQ/s4424/IMG_0819.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4424" data-original-width="2704" height="1246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtSca7cB9mnddVpOeQszYhBy-5d4zqzIQLvOlry872Idmw40X7ZYAtR-VWnErus1pHKAbYtM6XyXckd7_HYtrogi0NDV5arKZ5D3GRo2-xRuaeyHu27r-523uvy-ME6W7x87g9cU7tUi9FMD9DfDqPkpDEvb3vCdZGCJ7V7NygbggFTlXo6jQQS7FeqWQ/w763-h1246/IMG_0819.JPG" width="763" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Anyway, I've got various types of Sunflowers coming up all around the Bird Feeding Station now. The Birds flung the Seeds around during feeding there and planted a bounty of Bird Seed Flowers for us. There's some interesting Blue and Purple Flowers too, I don't know what they are, but, they're Pretty. There are some Cornflowers and Asters, perhaps some Wild Forget-Me-Not, Chicory and Blue Flax, but, I'm researching some of the other Flowering Plants that were Seeds flung about that we had been feeding the Wild Birds with. I do Buy a high quality No Waste Bird Seed, so, our Wild Birds are very Spoiled rotten. *Smiles* We get a lot of Wild Birds and I want to attract them and nourish them.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXoVgPfmt_7jtja-Mm7aaUHKj7EAibDN8hpKT415RYf2bMotV3afCfkEQHOdh5_SlTiOAkLwtPr3b36CmgTWb1imyouTEmdDjZfqf5GmJrA5rx58_dczbXQfzPcn6VS4OtCaOoqMTorchwqdpiYRyaupU-k6-3-zX_E3LLYH6TYfQbOW4NYZ5ny3NuyLU/s5152/IMG_0258.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1016" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXoVgPfmt_7jtja-Mm7aaUHKj7EAibDN8hpKT415RYf2bMotV3afCfkEQHOdh5_SlTiOAkLwtPr3b36CmgTWb1imyouTEmdDjZfqf5GmJrA5rx58_dczbXQfzPcn6VS4OtCaOoqMTorchwqdpiYRyaupU-k6-3-zX_E3LLYH6TYfQbOW4NYZ5ny3NuyLU/w762-h1016/IMG_0258.JPG" width="762" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I Priced a Milk Crate full of Specialty and Band T-Shirts to bring in to the Antique Mall Friday, which is also Payday, and a good one. I probably had the best Two Weeks I'd had in Years, so I'm on the right trajectory. I am going to ask when should I give my Vacate Notice on the Old Showroom in order to stay until a couple Weeks into April? Since I'll be moving in to the New Showroom March 31st, which is Easter Day, I'd like to keep the Old one until about April 15th. To give myself plenty of time to set up the New and get out of the Old, without rushing any of it. I'm excited about it even tho' it's gonna be a LOT of hard Work... but, a Fresh Beginning on a Blank Canvas of a Space in a better Location.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD6jfTdgSNNsQv6Zl4IdvlarlAyHtJPFUo9pPCEe0NrKQnKC0j7pRLkf7C_n0CnxFs-AZe1xKiDhsAS08EOHon7CzC4tYn7AfUYUhbdypOYWCV4o2oi729M5RXq-9NFhZ7ge35KCoi9cK9Eu7H3xWe5f-gglBAgBwrrgd61b5V2C85WJln0aLWxxmq-rM/s5152/IMG_0241.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1010" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD6jfTdgSNNsQv6Zl4IdvlarlAyHtJPFUo9pPCEe0NrKQnKC0j7pRLkf7C_n0CnxFs-AZe1xKiDhsAS08EOHon7CzC4tYn7AfUYUhbdypOYWCV4o2oi729M5RXq-9NFhZ7ge35KCoi9cK9Eu7H3xWe5f-gglBAgBwrrgd61b5V2C85WJln0aLWxxmq-rM/w758-h1010/IMG_0241.JPG" width="758" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I want to Decorate it and layer it correctly, to Merchandise and Showcase what I'm Selling optimally. I'd fallen short on that in recent Years with the Old Showroom and was no longer Happy with it. Even tho' Sales had been relatively Strong, and Customers told me they Loved our Space, I knew that it could be better if I did the Merchandising better. I want to curate the Inventory better too and not compromise the Vision I actually have and want for it. Sometimes just catering to the current demographic is a Sell Out of your Soul and your Vision. I want to attract my Tribe of demographic Shopper. Those are the peeps I KNOW becoz we're Kindred Spirits.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLyuM0I2pmK0YZtkuDwkzqiCcNbFlTgTdsHtl6YkyRNWG_cAvC-ahrjDQio2SYGs5R-otPQW9SxB45HsS6xkMOhbVN8reHkl3nOKXvYYWMkIM8lZX37TpYPPy0WgJQyCwzMkyPdXkzuHstAwviPG_ixjAvR37x29haSEDxHfP-q9GASCK6nj-vUwZhq3E/s3258/IMG_0435%20(1).JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3258" data-original-width="2321" height="1053" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLyuM0I2pmK0YZtkuDwkzqiCcNbFlTgTdsHtl6YkyRNWG_cAvC-ahrjDQio2SYGs5R-otPQW9SxB45HsS6xkMOhbVN8reHkl3nOKXvYYWMkIM8lZX37TpYPPy0WgJQyCwzMkyPdXkzuHstAwviPG_ixjAvR37x29haSEDxHfP-q9GASCK6nj-vUwZhq3E/w750-h1053/IMG_0435%20(1).JPG" width="750" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I don't KNOW the Impulse Shopper, they're too random and half the time they don't even know themselves well enuf to know what they want, what they like, or what they're looking for. Not only that, but, they don't spend the Coin like someone who has a Mission Statement when they're Shopping and know what they're looking for and the Value of it. I know what I want, I know what I seek, the Thrill of that Hunt is my Juice whether I'm the Buyer or the Re-Seller of whatever it is I'm intentionally Sourcing. I know the Good Stuff and that's really what I want to be Selling and not hawking just anything or everything.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPStvBvOkWNbX0qesa1Hzn-MMNOZTUPhjVtkFibuuriy1ukDsglIjsGVPLdetXSFeZNEboIUxslGNOEkZZxdpmkDvQbW8o36PbX0kIaOoJxif1p5UwxUmyWZkSK_O9dklBB8xB3symaBipAKtZ4IMu0-Nm7Xyy-shQP-JsmXoijJ-PD3zRNYu2fZA00CA/s3522/IMG_0437.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3522" data-original-width="2397" height="1101" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPStvBvOkWNbX0qesa1Hzn-MMNOZTUPhjVtkFibuuriy1ukDsglIjsGVPLdetXSFeZNEboIUxslGNOEkZZxdpmkDvQbW8o36PbX0kIaOoJxif1p5UwxUmyWZkSK_O9dklBB8xB3symaBipAKtZ4IMu0-Nm7Xyy-shQP-JsmXoijJ-PD3zRNYu2fZA00CA/w750-h1101/IMG_0437.JPG" width="750" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Some of the Purists don't particularly like those of us who have a Quirky Aesthetic. They don't 'Get It' and tho' Antiques have been Deaded since the Eighties really, they insist on Selling what people just aren't Buying and I don't 'Get' that either. *LOL* When you're doing well with your Vision and Aesthetic that is something they don't even understand, sometimes they seem quite resentful, since, they're not doing well, but, won't adapt, improvise or change. If you keep doing the same thing and expecting different results, chances are, it's not happening, probably ever. I 'Get' that they LOVE Antiques and ours is supposedly an Antique Mall, but... tho' I have a Love Of Old myself, I don't see Antiquities or Antique Shops doing well anymore.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0uVAJOPP7cmRfItyLxKdqJyQYhdyZvKqvmtrHEuBJEs4LQgV9n-NxPWJRmEFGHy6hDGWQN5MZmNMFSTGwMTTLd1a0Do87zIl9SEbSZh2Iz52x6pdd4WkEEEegaWjtJFiC6ETL3f7JuieHtNYdbK8-Ga_Ks1bEfpQfxsSkO4JHjeKBWZuBH7EZrQ1lPuw/s5152/IMG_3536.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1009" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0uVAJOPP7cmRfItyLxKdqJyQYhdyZvKqvmtrHEuBJEs4LQgV9n-NxPWJRmEFGHy6hDGWQN5MZmNMFSTGwMTTLd1a0Do87zIl9SEbSZh2Iz52x6pdd4WkEEEegaWjtJFiC6ETL3f7JuieHtNYdbK8-Ga_Ks1bEfpQfxsSkO4JHjeKBWZuBH7EZrQ1lPuw/w757-h1009/IMG_3536.JPG" width="757" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>In fact, at some of the Events, those that Specialize in the High End Antiquities, aren't thriving in spite of having the Primo Merch of that Genre. And, I overhear too many Customers perusing their Wares and lamenting, "This is too Antiquey for me..." And they walk away without Buying anything and the Curiosity Factor just didn't cut it enuf to entice them to spend there with that Vendor. A pity, but, I notice stuff like that and Honestly, most of the time I might Admire some of the Merch, but the High End Antiquities of the Purist Vendor is priced in the Stratosphere... so, I wouldn't be their Customer either.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1y0IVEtBq15VpMyd7UfBt76pRRNaEEGtEl1N_EOiKgLj2SKbF0Fz6NifC6bCT27IqnYf0F4qW_eQjv_deXafwtu6o-ofSCSrmcWtgVTJVyfy8UDgTW_vnN9oxcLhEVTjx1wnyfO03FDtdg7NuYbNu1dVNh8Mdg9tLbHrnAh37_bD0e8awyOiCTqcrT-g/s864/11234925_10156116019810537_427815864485973715_o.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="864" data-original-width="639" height="1032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1y0IVEtBq15VpMyd7UfBt76pRRNaEEGtEl1N_EOiKgLj2SKbF0Fz6NifC6bCT27IqnYf0F4qW_eQjv_deXafwtu6o-ofSCSrmcWtgVTJVyfy8UDgTW_vnN9oxcLhEVTjx1wnyfO03FDtdg7NuYbNu1dVNh8Mdg9tLbHrnAh37_bD0e8awyOiCTqcrT-g/w764-h1032/11234925_10156116019810537_427815864485973715_o.jpg" width="764" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Anyway, I'm achy this day so an inclement Weather front must be moving in. I had contemplated going back to the Renaissance Festival one more time over the Weekend, but the Weather has to be perfect for that to be something I'd wanna do outside. *LOL* It's a long drive out there, so, probably not gonna happen anyway. When I went with the Kiddos earlier in the Month, they didn't wanna sit for any of the Entertainment, so I didn't get to enjoy any of that part of it that I would if I went Solo. I didn't get to go into all the Shops either, not that I Buy a lot there, but they have interesting Merch that I do like to behold. Above is the Lovely Young Lady that convinced me to get Dreadlocks Years ago and I'm so glad she did.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3-9v6WMxErkBRl35qHpO95R8Uy_LTXHwiIUdiPkzF63iVDoQM8-I_n6K1WB4bC3ae9qSW4Bi4zHLCe1ePlRzYvGftitkpi30UjQTWYx3r9FRo0EHvY7XcaUHuDE2yay8J87i-gvEnzDx3VP2N-R3Oo8zsW7kdcujILfyooIq2laHUCzMNoIL0wM5xi00/s2810/IMG_0193%20(1).JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2810" data-original-width="1848" height="1155" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3-9v6WMxErkBRl35qHpO95R8Uy_LTXHwiIUdiPkzF63iVDoQM8-I_n6K1WB4bC3ae9qSW4Bi4zHLCe1ePlRzYvGftitkpi30UjQTWYx3r9FRo0EHvY7XcaUHuDE2yay8J87i-gvEnzDx3VP2N-R3Oo8zsW7kdcujILfyooIq2laHUCzMNoIL0wM5xi00/w758-h1155/IMG_0193%20(1).JPG" width="758" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> Prices on what was being Sold had gone way up, so, I wasn't tempted, except to get my Nude Door Handles, which were still priced reasonably. In fact, I had expected them to be more expensive than they are, the Artisan really has very reasonable prices, but, most Artisans Work was out of my Budget and League to purchase. Fabulous Work, so I'm not saying it probably isn't worth it, I just can't afford it. The Hand Work on so much of the Art is exceptional there, it's not cheaply made mass produced crap you'd find at most Retail Shops these days. It's a Fun Event and it ends this Month, so I think this is the last Weekend of it.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP0Qj6qp3QxqGY4MnHNiM8x02LRb2g4y-h3cl3-8fPs7tKc5o-1vw9aVZJbShC0GE_WluR1BG6yAwi-_GgCvr0NhO7vV4K-X2wMLAXnkJAYQ3j5WU9aE9o37_SY5HFiiHCChRAE-cLzOZrhztIAgLZLxKEsD5Jvh4WPJXLz8CCicMjAvPPb-3C73QplAo/s1301/432689360_7667956966590479_8871969367252173383_nddd.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1301" data-original-width="879" height="1117" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP0Qj6qp3QxqGY4MnHNiM8x02LRb2g4y-h3cl3-8fPs7tKc5o-1vw9aVZJbShC0GE_WluR1BG6yAwi-_GgCvr0NhO7vV4K-X2wMLAXnkJAYQ3j5WU9aE9o37_SY5HFiiHCChRAE-cLzOZrhztIAgLZLxKEsD5Jvh4WPJXLz8CCicMjAvPPb-3C73QplAo/w754-h1117/432689360_7667956966590479_8871969367252173383_nddd.jpg" width="754" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The Wildflowers are in full Bloom so I might just go back to The Desert Botanical Gardens for a Nature Walk this Weekend instead. That's already prepaid, tho' my renewal is coming up soon for Membership. I still have a bunch of Free Passes and need to ask them if they Honor them even when they have an expiration Date? Usually they do there, I had misplaced all of them during our Move and only recently found and unpacked them. I also have a Free Pass to the Wildlife World Zoo that was with them and I didn't see an expiration Date on that one, so might use that this Weekend. It's close to where the McManse was, so one Year we bought a Membership while living out there. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju8n178vxH9qCwD8eD6_A_U0rTuFliItobc0G_vy7X2vgtHG1A1esFQGUQpDRAWdHpv6U7JOpZB7LZ_sXgN0J9PQtD2BQ-bt9QILeobCtExOss7rElQ2i9soBRqz-jT1VhBwHHAe18YeGmHjpYF4hPT1vZQT_DFftvAp1vaK8KV7ILEliHZNx12-1hLO4/s3188/IMG_0144.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3188" data-original-width="2272" height="1054" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju8n178vxH9qCwD8eD6_A_U0rTuFliItobc0G_vy7X2vgtHG1A1esFQGUQpDRAWdHpv6U7JOpZB7LZ_sXgN0J9PQtD2BQ-bt9QILeobCtExOss7rElQ2i9soBRqz-jT1VhBwHHAe18YeGmHjpYF4hPT1vZQT_DFftvAp1vaK8KV7ILEliHZNx12-1hLO4/w751-h1054/IMG_0144.JPG" width="751" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I used my Membership a lot, so got my Money's worth, but the rest of the Family didn't. So it was a waste of Money for their Memberships, and it's an expensive one. It used to be reasonable, but Zoos now must have a struggle to pay for the Care of the Animals and the Memberships went into the Stratosphere, so did regular Admission, so, we don't go very often at all now. If something is gonna cost you a couple Hundred Bucks or even more to take your Family to, you're not gonna go often if you're an Average Family without considerable means. Especially since, all Families know when you take them anywhere, especially something you'll be at most of the day, they will also get hungry and thirsty too and want Souvenirs.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1l051hiGpIaCeM5c95EBXNmC4WBmfQ28BtTVtHofKyg2pM-xhiStrlVqM-4HrapwG65bNXwGOMmN5mBVNlnOHgytNiJ4wBAVku4Vv8kf5T24NBb-zVGSwEoLNF37taeXEgwo2tFMZ2v0rx8Q6HsY7gixjHDqNw6SsKwjg4JrFU5qzHbzDBq-Hgud2_YQ/s5152/IMG_1555.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1001" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1l051hiGpIaCeM5c95EBXNmC4WBmfQ28BtTVtHofKyg2pM-xhiStrlVqM-4HrapwG65bNXwGOMmN5mBVNlnOHgytNiJ4wBAVku4Vv8kf5T24NBb-zVGSwEoLNF37taeXEgwo2tFMZ2v0rx8Q6HsY7gixjHDqNw6SsKwjg4JrFU5qzHbzDBq-Hgud2_YQ/w751-h1001/IMG_1555.JPG" width="751" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Speaking of Family, I was hoping the Grandkids would be updating their Social Media Pages with more Pixs to Share, but, they just had some Blast From The Past Images. I didn't have some of them, so it was good to see some I hadn't previously seen Shared. Like the one Below of the Older Granddaughter's Middle Child, slightly back when that Great-Granddaughter was a bit Younger than she is now. She's now a Big Sister and has a Younger Brother and her Older Sister is in School... they all grow up so fast! And their Aunty, our Middle Granddaughter Back East, is now preggy again and going to have a Baby Girl this time. Her Son is now a Toddler and being a Rascal, as Toddlers just are. But as I tell all Parents of Toddlers, that's just a warmup and practice, for when they become a Teenager. *Winks*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV67ZjT-v1-6r-z-2jn9wvzD_Ra_WXLlLtjsIWI-3aTnwrqvUK9ajJrToHotdMT2elyE9hR-4ZB-JyLAo0Z2xR3sNiobN0xgjqWVtmXSPZzw93811jNk7cQI9q9JdN1GDUuYbuxMfeOes5J_0qToDVbquBqlgUrPwq4ppvkRLa11XAAf1e-VnfTsLdvLY/s2048/431286503_7247264102019260_8052022701484356188_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1152" height="1333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV67ZjT-v1-6r-z-2jn9wvzD_Ra_WXLlLtjsIWI-3aTnwrqvUK9ajJrToHotdMT2elyE9hR-4ZB-JyLAo0Z2xR3sNiobN0xgjqWVtmXSPZzw93811jNk7cQI9q9JdN1GDUuYbuxMfeOes5J_0qToDVbquBqlgUrPwq4ppvkRLa11XAAf1e-VnfTsLdvLY/w750-h1333/431286503_7247264102019260_8052022701484356188_n.jpg" width="750" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>No, I'm not having any longings to have Babies or Toddlers around, I like Kids, but, a little bit of the littler ones goes a long way now. I'm barely tolerant anymore if one gets super fussy in Public and I'm trying to enjoy a Meal Out, Shopping or an Entertainment Venue I've paid for and someone's Child is screaming or crying incessantly or running amok and going Feral. *LOL* If ours were tired, hungry or misbehaving in Public, we removed them immediately and just took them Home to put them down for a Nap, Feed them, or make them realize that acting up in Public was not tolerated or acceptable. You have to meet little ones at their Point of Need and be Mindful of where to take them and for how long they can hold up to an outing. Some Kiddos do better than others.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBBdKn_6yJ1CZek6_Ltn1TONVw5Rk74te-XCerxJfBUNTRR5NOLv8sM48BJqJrWPfPOGFLtzkBJukfnkiKgXU6ve-DM4V4qtW_1RA22KGoMwKkFZLn3sIWA2iA8Zdia2T9jtGXvxgqwuWdY_BfTLzLdDR0umhyphenhyphenvynA0j16ibH5KmcNfceMt4axbOICYDo/s5152/IMG_1197.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBBdKn_6yJ1CZek6_Ltn1TONVw5Rk74te-XCerxJfBUNTRR5NOLv8sM48BJqJrWPfPOGFLtzkBJukfnkiKgXU6ve-DM4V4qtW_1RA22KGoMwKkFZLn3sIWA2iA8Zdia2T9jtGXvxgqwuWdY_BfTLzLdDR0umhyphenhyphenvynA0j16ibH5KmcNfceMt4axbOICYDo/w750-h1000/IMG_1197.JPG" width="750" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>If you know you have Demon Spawn, perhaps it's best to work on their inappropriate Behavior Privately, than make everyone else have to suffer and endure them Publicly. *LOL* Here's what's hilarious when Princess T and I go out anywhere and some Youngster is Acting the Fool or being ridiculously fussy for their Parents, who don't have Control of the Situation, are at Wit's End, or, simply don't address it. She or I can give a Kid a Silent Look and it's like Magic, 99.9% of the time, it Works. I think Kiddos instinctively know who they can Act the Fool around and who it wouldn't be a good Idea to Test becoz it wouldn't fly and isn't Okay. *Smiles* Kids are a lot more intuitive than most Adults give them Credit for anyway and way more manipulative if you allow them to be. A little bit of some Kids goes a long way, I've had some of those, so, I'm not without compassion if you've got one too. *LOL*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr2EBLmuHTHUQGPfov4v0s9Vki-WYcmIY6YmCp5K6i5A3oTSS6BTj8HeHA70OuhWUkcP3tf4GMPyebVM-x9lCbUcL5tvChVZYzFC0RPNQmDXa2UwdHiamP9kN298XRDLLCfFQBbe5Hx26yQAn76vq-ImFC4bPggloCBiKsJ1pWsADT1dM3gAP1A1-Qg_I/s5152/IMG_4380.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="995" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr2EBLmuHTHUQGPfov4v0s9Vki-WYcmIY6YmCp5K6i5A3oTSS6BTj8HeHA70OuhWUkcP3tf4GMPyebVM-x9lCbUcL5tvChVZYzFC0RPNQmDXa2UwdHiamP9kN298XRDLLCfFQBbe5Hx26yQAn76vq-ImFC4bPggloCBiKsJ1pWsADT1dM3gAP1A1-Qg_I/w746-h995/IMG_4380.JPG" width="746" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Kids seem to just Like me, and I think if a Kid knows you Like them too, they want to Behave for you and have your Approval and Acceptance. I just think many Parents could really benefit from some Parenting Classes these days. Far too many seem not to know how to handle situations or be the one in Control. Even more of them wanna be their Child's "Friend or Buddy", and, thus, the Kid treats them like one, and you've seen how Kiddos behave with Friends, out of Control usually, if no Responsible Adult is present and supervising things. I would think for any Child, having an Adult who doesn't exhibit Control of situations, and seems indifferent to what you're doing when you're Behaving or Acting Out, would be unsettling and confusing. The signals wouldn't be clear, expectations wouldn't have clarity, boundaries wouldn't be in place to know when you're crossing any. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9cg02SVJPV6eGyMH0XN-KER7HH6gbyHfHzR0mVg-_ysPeFLQ1QyXgVxaNGiUXh5XjKlkNUpUcwLjxh5oJzSYQm429GdA7OddU3IcTNBnTPu08qieV-U4zaMmMkeegRxEfshe2fgaOuKhlSvItrdmysTlN6IZIW_jodiaM1dmPMqrI4WqQvXAEAj42gQI/s3898/IMG_2154.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3898" data-original-width="2524" height="1157" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9cg02SVJPV6eGyMH0XN-KER7HH6gbyHfHzR0mVg-_ysPeFLQ1QyXgVxaNGiUXh5XjKlkNUpUcwLjxh5oJzSYQm429GdA7OddU3IcTNBnTPu08qieV-U4zaMmMkeegRxEfshe2fgaOuKhlSvItrdmysTlN6IZIW_jodiaM1dmPMqrI4WqQvXAEAj42gQI/w748-h1157/IMG_2154.JPG" width="748" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Listen, all my Kids are Adults now, most of my Grandkids are Adults now too, and I can still give them merely a Silent Look and no Words are even necessary when they know I'm displeased, they're screwing up, or to knock it off. *Winks* And even now that they're all Adults and will make mistakes, plus I tell them they're Grown, so I shouldn't even have to monitor them and they can live Life however they choose, they do still Value my input enuf to Solicit it. And all the crazy stuff they did as Kids or Adults that they knew they shouldn't have, at least they KNEW they shouldn't have. </i></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> They Knew Better even if they chose not to Do Better. </i><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> It wasn't something they were Clueless about becoz they'd not received enough Responsible Parenting and Instruction to be oblivious about it. </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkTdCD50LU9SWaZotbRoCPBG96aKw-T8S3ATzfDYymal3yJdVH5VsKxRRImUYGwM4QFzthH_GzktuRJpYD83rf8wH9av6RMUIWO4QMxudqDflLRKuaS9U4kirSieaIw_6_sM8ceZlURT8ovyUb-ijJ0ZjxsD59SqnMIxsFaRApTykzhU4ibJVQInRgZV0/s3918/IMG_3505.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3918" data-original-width="2719" height="1061" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkTdCD50LU9SWaZotbRoCPBG96aKw-T8S3ATzfDYymal3yJdVH5VsKxRRImUYGwM4QFzthH_GzktuRJpYD83rf8wH9av6RMUIWO4QMxudqDflLRKuaS9U4kirSieaIw_6_sM8ceZlURT8ovyUb-ijJ0ZjxsD59SqnMIxsFaRApTykzhU4ibJVQInRgZV0/w736-h1061/IMG_3505.JPG" width="736" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> I think some Kiddos didn't have that Foundation to even build upon. Kids Learn what they Live. And Nature AND Nurture are always BOTH at Play with any Human Being. I mostly feel sorry for the Child, when I see one that nobody wants to be around and can barely tolerate the presence of. Should they grow into Adults that nobody wants to be around or stand the presence of, theirs is gonna be a Lonesome and challenging Life. And, we've all experienced people like that, they are miserable and project that unhappiness or anger outwards, always. Undoing a Lifetime of Being like that would be very difficult and would have to then become a Self Improvement Process requiring a lot of Work and Introspection. Rather than Blaming everyone else for how you are. Even if there were those complicit in you being that way. And, there probably were.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuv8ssmbwk1ovUEhFjnqxTglQfluAMv5D5-cOsWwUHjIMFJaBl3m__tHyOk0meMt7xOHrkb82Sfudh2dNoWaZlvXHyRMXE1xrvCCHz4JnO_o15SZ8ldd4rJw08JKFfBUpT8VdfT_l-K3q4gIvrV83uaRRaukvbmj-GwWGN6fKPMUL7nDonSALsc319kCY/s3152/IMG_3506.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3152" data-original-width="2057" height="1121" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuv8ssmbwk1ovUEhFjnqxTglQfluAMv5D5-cOsWwUHjIMFJaBl3m__tHyOk0meMt7xOHrkb82Sfudh2dNoWaZlvXHyRMXE1xrvCCHz4JnO_o15SZ8ldd4rJw08JKFfBUpT8VdfT_l-K3q4gIvrV83uaRRaukvbmj-GwWGN6fKPMUL7nDonSALsc319kCY/w732-h1121/IMG_3506.JPG" width="732" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>*******</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Blessings, Love and Light from the Arizona Desert... Dawn... The Bohemian</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p>Bohemianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825579903367960408.post-64775454133154826952024-03-21T07:02:00.000-07:002024-03-21T07:56:12.325-07:00The Pleasure / Pain Principal<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAjToyG3piCa2WG6TqWLNozbNpma3olNWvTWm-S2QQGjwawvjGnue19ZH9tamxw0RIObR7vBz-AzNWVcEwEpb5lTH7zk_ley6y2lZzMHneQdtoGmz7NC536Uqcztz9RVhcSa5scoIIGFvqlIqPwbVIY8nsGqgqm1JPmdhIKZxU8q5YFTgdhYatPVnuNoE/s5152/IMG_7922.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="992" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAjToyG3piCa2WG6TqWLNozbNpma3olNWvTWm-S2QQGjwawvjGnue19ZH9tamxw0RIObR7vBz-AzNWVcEwEpb5lTH7zk_ley6y2lZzMHneQdtoGmz7NC536Uqcztz9RVhcSa5scoIIGFvqlIqPwbVIY8nsGqgqm1JPmdhIKZxU8q5YFTgdhYatPVnuNoE/w745-h992/IMG_7922.JPG" width="745" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>TJ and his Brother Rob did get my Yardwork done, but they had to use their Parent's Equipment since nobody could get ours repaired yet. So, it looks really Green and manicured again, Irrigation comes this Afternoon and it should flow thru smoothly now. They do a good job and at a price made affordable to me to do both the Gardening work and Irrigation for us. The Son sometimes does the work in between to maintain things, but, his Job takes up most of his time and he has to do any work here on his days off. <span> He's back to a busy schedule, since, after layoffs and reduced hours, now he's doing the work of some of the co-workers no longer there that they had to let go. </span></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span><br /></span></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyYgLaiGSxhuZsfxTjasAadiNgwGag87t4pMWlVVS4GPSDmzO3ed6o8SQz2JUhZEmHnmS9ami3AlI4KtahFw1zILoIVkRC_fHabFIrcAsAVactjroC6MlrzbNNPx_L8SwkjfLAbTDGC_gV2gqQJStl031JuqasVDItlZSGAYCs0_zZpjcwTXoQxGvbIik/s5152/IMG_8007.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="988" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyYgLaiGSxhuZsfxTjasAadiNgwGag87t4pMWlVVS4GPSDmzO3ed6o8SQz2JUhZEmHnmS9ami3AlI4KtahFw1zILoIVkRC_fHabFIrcAsAVactjroC6MlrzbNNPx_L8SwkjfLAbTDGC_gV2gqQJStl031JuqasVDItlZSGAYCs0_zZpjcwTXoQxGvbIik/w741-h988/IMG_8007.JPG" width="741" /></a></i></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /><span><br /></span></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span>The loss of big Contracts made him concerned the Company was in crisis, so, he's just glad he's still employed. Apparently there is a Lawsuit in progress where his Company is Suing a large Contractor they use, I don't know the particulars. I think that Paint Contractor/Supplier is why they might have lost the big Contracts, so, something must have gone awry with the quality of the Paint Product, I dunno? It's a large National Brand and so, how that might play out is anybody's Guess? Not that I'm very Surprised that there's a Quality Control Issue even with a large National and/or International Brand these days. *Eye Roll* The Son is very particular about Quality and Service... and he's a Painter there... so, he knows more of the Insider Story than most. Management Loves The Son, becoz he gives them excellent Feedback on Problems and has Solutions. As well as being a superb Employee who gets things done and require no Supervision to do it.</span></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><span><br /></span></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXeoD8f6RL-XhGlXOXd-LAwgww9ujjKMEHDPGJktahzNRmIjDBhk5Oj53gwt7T0KNwbOgIe7-ZowNPU-EgZ5OKZEZgiRpBlMIHWO875GGk2OOLG13g-zlyLf9sG4xRGmbreYxxVh4eFC91sldrbIGdSxoRh4QVQFDRIIXE3uAj_vJiQTEULewgo4q_Onk/s5152/IMG_7932.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="984" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXeoD8f6RL-XhGlXOXd-LAwgww9ujjKMEHDPGJktahzNRmIjDBhk5Oj53gwt7T0KNwbOgIe7-ZowNPU-EgZ5OKZEZgiRpBlMIHWO875GGk2OOLG13g-zlyLf9sG4xRGmbreYxxVh4eFC91sldrbIGdSxoRh4QVQFDRIIXE3uAj_vJiQTEULewgo4q_Onk/w738-h984/IMG_7932.JPG" width="738" /></a></i></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /><span><br /></span></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>He'd told me there was a problem even before the loss of the Contracts. He'd told Management too, up the Food Chain as far as he could take it. Along with his concerns about it being addressed and potential fallout from the consequences of a QC Issue. But, it was all above his Pay Grade to handle, so all he could do was bring it to the attention of those who would be handling it and run/own the Company. He's got a good rapport with the Paint Contractor Guys, but suspects their problem is beyond their Pay Grade too and not their fault. Well, that's typically how it always goes, isn't it? The Peons do all the heavy lifting and sometimes up the Food Chain fucks things up with cutting corners to Save Money or not Dealing with Issues before they go Sideways. He still has shorter days on Fridays, and no more mandatory Overtime, but, not sure about the Future and is considering his Options elsewhere just in case. He doesn't wanna become a further burden to us and prefers to try to be a Blessing to us in our Old Age.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRCu03xmMVwXRwFnycDCjr3xYSO6xMmCwvfRSXSadRLu-Va4jCXu3MXmEEkMlVOwr-_fAlMyD3CLqWsXg27Jpc3Yvby5Wfw0KXQ8Gc9TZ4qSJoq8XdVEeKnyxFzGaTFN1cDQSkOGy7fW4ZIAhydurt-cmrA7ACPNPSAP4BIIUAUm5WG84wCo8R4zRPo28/s5152/IMG_7604.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="988" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRCu03xmMVwXRwFnycDCjr3xYSO6xMmCwvfRSXSadRLu-Va4jCXu3MXmEEkMlVOwr-_fAlMyD3CLqWsXg27Jpc3Yvby5Wfw0KXQ8Gc9TZ4qSJoq8XdVEeKnyxFzGaTFN1cDQSkOGy7fW4ZIAhydurt-cmrA7ACPNPSAP4BIIUAUm5WG84wCo8R4zRPo28/w741-h988/IMG_7604.JPG" width="741" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The News about his Younger Half-Brother made The Daughter cry, even tho' that Kid is no Biological connection to her either. She says it's obvious nobody wants that Child and he has no-one, for them to even be turning to us on his Case File. I know that too and it breaks my Heart, but, my Dance Card is full and she also understands we don't know anything about this Teenager and can't get involved. For a variety of reasons that have nothing to do with the Kid, and we have to consider the well being and safety of our own Family first and always. I don't know when or if I'll ever be able to reach the Caseworker assigned, that the Registered Letter told me I had to contact? Efforts to contact her with the numbers provided proved to be not only in Vain, but they're not even her own Voicemail! Nope, some other Woman's Voicemail... which was just Weird/Odd... but, not Surprising, given the Agency I'd be trying to be contacting. You never Deal with the same Person Twice most of the time... high turnover.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6TOfb75lbcuG3VcLmWfapkvdz4wq9EkT7FvhQsK7XyLTYMmW87XjtSrzcetiIu1b51L4sFHfdo3Ycftp7Cf1quLFpsJV63yZXq3ChmXJTO_10nmnqqiahNTl0IJZA5qhIWyUbBbZ84kNhjMqmFh4H-3KXI5XyFc7K8fSAxh0q8lWWC3rK20xZ8qwnesI/s5152/IMG_3566.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="987" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6TOfb75lbcuG3VcLmWfapkvdz4wq9EkT7FvhQsK7XyLTYMmW87XjtSrzcetiIu1b51L4sFHfdo3Ycftp7Cf1quLFpsJV63yZXq3ChmXJTO_10nmnqqiahNTl0IJZA5qhIWyUbBbZ84kNhjMqmFh4H-3KXI5XyFc7K8fSAxh0q8lWWC3rK20xZ8qwnesI/w741-h987/IMG_3566.JPG" width="741" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>But I want Questions answered as to why my Name/Info is even in that Case File, it shouldn't be!!! I want it removed. It compromises the Safety and Well Being of my Loved Ones and myself. I'm angry it's even in there to begin with without my consent. I want no paper trails leading to me and mine that could put my Family at grave risk. Especially for a Person/Client of theirs that I have absolutely no Biological Connection to! Until my Ex is Dead, he's always a potential Danger to any of us. I don't trust The System to be responsible about whatever information they have on anyone and not to leak it. The carelessness, corruption and incompetence is rampant. The Case Files heaped on even the decent Caseworkers employed is ridiculous, there's a lot that could go Wrong, very Wrong. I don't want to end up one of their grim statistics you often hear about on the Ten O'Clock News when they've screwed up with someone within their broken System. They play on the Heartstrings of anyone they want to dump a Child on and exploit, but offer no, or limited, Services and Help to.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSFtsnJ7GVHp6XscSeSn_J-uB8K2gUjIIoTLkVR1lXgifdl1pq6mXp0P3i1m-U76Di3w4k2fZTdFyjO4w3ruXmNK3YiPehwdb1d5fEtlRFW4oCKDv1rTmOVZYo39k8OJqbxzvXvirI5G-hsh9QQZOsN5QdkAiov6-YqgWTg9W5oCxJwUP0RkrSUKhJj5c/s5152/IMG_3179.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="984" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSFtsnJ7GVHp6XscSeSn_J-uB8K2gUjIIoTLkVR1lXgifdl1pq6mXp0P3i1m-U76Di3w4k2fZTdFyjO4w3ruXmNK3YiPehwdb1d5fEtlRFW4oCKDv1rTmOVZYo39k8OJqbxzvXvirI5G-hsh9QQZOsN5QdkAiov6-YqgWTg9W5oCxJwUP0RkrSUKhJj5c/w738-h984/IMG_3179.JPG" width="738" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The Child Safety System is about as bad, if not worse, than our Immigration System, need I say more? This is why the current reversing of Women's Reproductive Rights is going to go very Sideways fast, once all these unplanned/unwanted Pregnancies become actual Babies and not just a Fetus being allegedly 'Protected' and so 'Cared' about. Very easy to Care about the Unborn, requires not an ounce of commitment to General Public. Once they're Born tho', the Right To Life Movement and Taxpayers, generally wants Zero involvement with an actual Child and they certainly don't want to provide what it will take to Raise and Support any of them to Adulthood, or beyond if things get really screwed up. Not every Child Born is going to end up with a Forever Home or a Family dying to Adopt them and take on the Forever Responsibility of actual Parenting a Child not Biologically connected to them.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT3vD3rAZeD41pBx4ensqKWlrP97HV6lSLZ-PrGmtef63FzSYpHXNEV01Jb4hBQXDbna9UTfpLtuu7IqALDMq4WpqQjgNeRHWr77XMhmLXSmQIVbuCs-NHHKRyKjbjA_S8e9G6c9FFXAF0w89U-nAzT9Nb2iF1dnvUtUYq9KShhyDkofMnNiJbdEUmTO0/s2703/IMG_1564.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2703" data-original-width="1786" height="1119" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT3vD3rAZeD41pBx4ensqKWlrP97HV6lSLZ-PrGmtef63FzSYpHXNEV01Jb4hBQXDbna9UTfpLtuu7IqALDMq4WpqQjgNeRHWr77XMhmLXSmQIVbuCs-NHHKRyKjbjA_S8e9G6c9FFXAF0w89U-nAzT9Nb2iF1dnvUtUYq9KShhyDkofMnNiJbdEUmTO0/w738-h1119/IMG_1564.JPG" width="738" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>My best Guess is they've already Warehoused this Teen Boy in a Group Home, mebbe thru no fault of his own. Just becoz Placement of Older Kids, especially of Racial Mixture and a Family with History of Mental Health Issues, Substance Abuse Issues, and any Special Needs or Significant Life Issues the Kiddo has and endures, is damned near impossible. Nobody takes on the Hard Cases Voluntarily, even those that do are taking on High Risk, probably considerable liability and expense, that will be for a Lifetime, and they know it. On a Rating of a One to Four Placement Scale they use, this Kiddo is likely a Five, if they had that Rating, The Young Prince was and that's what I was told at Adoption. They weren't being glib or joking, they seriously meant that <b>IF</b> they had a Five Rating of being Unadoptable and Hard to Place, my Grandson would have been a Five! That would have been Dark Humor Funny had it not been so tragically True!</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjmtI8XXJW-Unspr8dKl1TI5WyVSkt6kypjxtMHDJZ7ZxZqHDvJgfFK5R8XkX7v3qVJntsvhmRlT_znthD9dTWOUk8OeQ8UGzOc871o9vPQTSFR-IQyQlBef13o_iiRyQcze3I92AJacWmwTclLCfP72YrD0OEOAJ8NdlyUWLuIpDNGaZWlL4yQgAFvnE/s3296/005.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3296" data-original-width="2472" height="985" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjmtI8XXJW-Unspr8dKl1TI5WyVSkt6kypjxtMHDJZ7ZxZqHDvJgfFK5R8XkX7v3qVJntsvhmRlT_znthD9dTWOUk8OeQ8UGzOc871o9vPQTSFR-IQyQlBef13o_iiRyQcze3I92AJacWmwTclLCfP72YrD0OEOAJ8NdlyUWLuIpDNGaZWlL4yQgAFvnE/w739-h985/005.JPG" width="739" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> So, they made HIM a Hard Four, this Half-Brother of his Uncle very likely has a similar Rating and impossibility to find a Forever Home and even temporary adequate Placement for. Shit, Princess T was Rated a Three, and she's not as bad off, in my Mind anyway, but, the Experts Disagreed, clearly. My Heart breaks and bleeds for EVERY unwanted displaced Child with no Home and no Family or anyone to belong to. Yes, I'm a Bleeding Heart individual whose done more than my Fair Share to take in the forsaken over the Years, but, I've done all I can for as long as I can already. Plus, Special Needs Children are what I call potential Forever Dependents, it's not your usual, they grow up and become self sufficient functional Adults capable of Independence. Usually... not. If you've never done Extreme Parenting, as I like to call it, it's not for the Faint of Heart and the Cavalry is never coming. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYJiRqpqlwndC_f7Sr92ggpBnyXyEPSzSpu56h6VtPyzkRmKbkHTlw1ErvEn5asvXBGNV9Rsn4IWHLFGflKUSWqqKOS1BOiFBWzCb7tedJhzloPbcZc1NTptHgjnq5tLhjASu8GwRmIXf9NQSxKwHkz4K5qJizqGFqYbdg3thFrtVgLb-OBkjs751j5IE/s762/29356362_1839077519478482_5549763540636625129_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="762" data-original-width="510" height="1095" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYJiRqpqlwndC_f7Sr92ggpBnyXyEPSzSpu56h6VtPyzkRmKbkHTlw1ErvEn5asvXBGNV9Rsn4IWHLFGflKUSWqqKOS1BOiFBWzCb7tedJhzloPbcZc1NTptHgjnq5tLhjASu8GwRmIXf9NQSxKwHkz4K5qJizqGFqYbdg3thFrtVgLb-OBkjs751j5IE/w732-h1095/29356362_1839077519478482_5549763540636625129_n.jpg" width="732" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>This is often Why these Kiddos end up without Placement so often, or cause Families to fall apart attempting to handle the challenges presented. </i></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> The fact this Kid has never been permanently Placed since he was put in The System as a mere Toddler, is very Telling. This means something is Wrong, probably a lot is very Wrong and he's got significant Special Needs or is quite damaged by whatever he experienced and survived. I've still got Three traumatized Biological Teen Grandkids in Mexico that would be dumped on my Doorstep if we could get them across the Border. </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdnNcSBgxys6VWynefOe5nGTBY3Pu8N6t_TCg1p5TjqqmCZ7Y0wX-o8oaXOQH1YBCe5jzqvh_MjZQlVmBKsLdtaMF_eT9Edancfn-DJDD6uCtYExTI4uTllw2EfnRZQV8SN-gVNacV5qHomp0yhCl7MLGmF8tTDVwSPrZoRGJtuLeA1Fj8ioqNUAz6Si4/s2070/002egg.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2070" data-original-width="1419" height="1071" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdnNcSBgxys6VWynefOe5nGTBY3Pu8N6t_TCg1p5TjqqmCZ7Y0wX-o8oaXOQH1YBCe5jzqvh_MjZQlVmBKsLdtaMF_eT9Edancfn-DJDD6uCtYExTI4uTllw2EfnRZQV8SN-gVNacV5qHomp0yhCl7MLGmF8tTDVwSPrZoRGJtuLeA1Fj8ioqNUAz6Si4/w733-h1071/002egg.JPG" width="733" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> So, it was all I could do in late 2023 to ensure Biological extended Paternal Family could break the set up and find Placement for them in THEIR individual Three different Homes and Country instead! For One of them, the Middle One, even that is uncertain right now and she might have to be placed elsewhere already. The Aunt can't handle her and the significant Trauma the unfortunate Kid endured will be Lifelong. We're still working on THAT! </i><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I've wrung my Hands, gnashed my Teeth and shed many a Tear over those Children already... and the ones of Two Generations I've already Raised. I'm really quite Done with Raising Children at my Age, especially as if a Single Parent, since The Man's condition makes him incapable of doing it now and he's my Big Geriatric 'Child' to Care for indefinitely.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhckg8qhSNr4mzpo0PvD9pQrS-1NuJXQz1MTGcY_YnkeanF9lV-LtYI28V22ut7iJDif-MUI3EKDgIS7aTVkn96ONS55Rfe0_sZ2XKmwDkM_calnNoNwmlZLisG8FJ7p6xii4t6eCRrp6WT5YLhxDFrO2qkjDit2G28K80LBw0xSGKRqtRDTQAQWyrLInw/s1080/430796994_122164870010025442_1569690667153133233_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="547" height="1437" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhckg8qhSNr4mzpo0PvD9pQrS-1NuJXQz1MTGcY_YnkeanF9lV-LtYI28V22ut7iJDif-MUI3EKDgIS7aTVkn96ONS55Rfe0_sZ2XKmwDkM_calnNoNwmlZLisG8FJ7p6xii4t6eCRrp6WT5YLhxDFrO2qkjDit2G28K80LBw0xSGKRqtRDTQAQWyrLInw/w728-h1437/430796994_122164870010025442_1569690667153133233_n.jpg" width="728" /></a></div><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> Shit, I even took on the Debt of a new 5th Wheel to House the ones in Mexico all in here, when The Daughter went to try to retrieve them from Mexico! When everything went badly Sideways on the turn of a Dime and they had no place to safely be after their Dad's violent Abduction in a 3rd World Country, now out of Control with Violent Cartel and Gangs taking over and brutalizing the populations. There's a virtual Laundry List of Situations we've been Instrumental in or Supported the Wrong Side of. If you don't Believe me, and buy into the Hype and Misinformation Spin out there, just for a moment do your due diligence on researching the actual History and True Back Stories to see how and why shit unraveled, such that it did.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRHfWmIgX-iiBWtiWtPl2La3CQ1gy8OJjA9aStjnwutKPgF546iDdNAEYvQAhm_VZ6zMbBLq_cvule3raESxknb8Fph7g44flscNMVJg-Uf7tKsgG0YZx07Qd62TZ85gYyEfjNVx7eo8Rnb4q4iN-Y0Y1OKOKNE-2yiklkhQOjW3CZFpbLZBmwc2UjHJE/s903/430609382_426291106625223_7612535391881389874_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="903" data-original-width="694" height="943" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRHfWmIgX-iiBWtiWtPl2La3CQ1gy8OJjA9aStjnwutKPgF546iDdNAEYvQAhm_VZ6zMbBLq_cvule3raESxknb8Fph7g44flscNMVJg-Uf7tKsgG0YZx07Qd62TZ85gYyEfjNVx7eo8Rnb4q4iN-Y0Y1OKOKNE-2yiklkhQOjW3CZFpbLZBmwc2UjHJE/w725-h943/430609382_426291106625223_7612535391881389874_n.jpg" width="725" /></a></span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> Haiti not being the 1st Government America helped to destabilize abroad and then had everything go violently Sideways afterwards, causing mass Exodus of Refugees and those seeking desperate Asylum. But, I digress. *Angry Eye Roll* Don't even get me started with what our Nation gets involved with and creates a Cluster Fuck of, then tries to wash it's Hands of. Then have backlash from that our Citizenry and the other Nations, then must Deal with in the aftermath. The Blame Game usually falls on the Victims and not the Perpetrators, which Angers me no end. My Life already plays out like a fucking Novella/Soap Opera. And Yesterday, apparently our Military and NORAD scrambled a bunch of F-16's due to a Suspicious Incident over Phoenix... The Man just informed me... Splendid, I'm glad I didn't know that until it after it was over and resolved. *LOL*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdU4RxYuIIZbrp6awCE0vj4a52rZEeIE0gs62U96uj7TD4zvEoGUAxadt_TgmabXzaeuELQLlFLRzZpQa5MAZdHTHlgbwNSuHjj9KUG1yEFz91rluFo460QA2m7LMQDLt4uczwhWxBFRsRkLYmjeok8oapfR2Nu018S5dFdOMmEL-xAQU4mAagqXmbJTg/s2675/043.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2675" data-original-width="2071" height="937" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdU4RxYuIIZbrp6awCE0vj4a52rZEeIE0gs62U96uj7TD4zvEoGUAxadt_TgmabXzaeuELQLlFLRzZpQa5MAZdHTHlgbwNSuHjj9KUG1yEFz91rluFo460QA2m7LMQDLt4uczwhWxBFRsRkLYmjeok8oapfR2Nu018S5dFdOMmEL-xAQU4mAagqXmbJTg/w726-h937/043.JPG" width="726" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> Anyway, to Cheer ourselves up, and take our Minds off the Newest Drama and a Headache, and unfortunate circumstances of The Son's Half-Sibling, The Daughter and I are binge watching a new Comedy Series on NetFlix. It's called "The Kominsky Method" {2018} starring Michael Douglas and Alan Arkin. OMG is it a great Script and the Comedic Writing and Acting is superb. As a Senior now myself, with a complex Family, a lot of the challenges of the Characters is relatable. They have a lot of famous Guest Cameos too. I'm Surprised it only lasted Three Seasons, but the Cast is Geriatric, so, perhaps that was all an Aging Cast could commit to? I always had a Crush on Michael Douglas ever since "The Streets Of San Francisco" {1972}, and his Dad, Kirk Douglas, before that, in "Spartacus" {1960}. *LOL*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKsQddTePOu4wmeqVS-Jg-sd9jN5TmUp-CYs59WFJhfsacS3a4OoStC4-_rDIBuuWANkoGYVkQcyphW5T-2GvpL7syPfcKhy3YiromLIHZmP8LDkeizdP0jJ8jm3MjSGjPCrw7pFeLBc7hq9W2eLEVSxI27UBuLnNKY7zJ8H4w4FQd0nwsXFhmJvLCbzY/s2499/068.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2499" data-original-width="2042" height="882" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKsQddTePOu4wmeqVS-Jg-sd9jN5TmUp-CYs59WFJhfsacS3a4OoStC4-_rDIBuuWANkoGYVkQcyphW5T-2GvpL7syPfcKhy3YiromLIHZmP8LDkeizdP0jJ8jm3MjSGjPCrw7pFeLBc7hq9W2eLEVSxI27UBuLnNKY7zJ8H4w4FQd0nwsXFhmJvLCbzY/w720-h882/068.JPG" width="720" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The Daughter and I were laughing so hard we Cried. She especially could relate to The Crazy Addict Daughter of Alan Arkin's Character, she has BEEN that Prodigal Child we had to Deal with the Vida Loca of. I <b><u>need</u></b> a Bestie like Douglas' Character is to Arkin's Character!!! The gist of the Series is the Hollywood Final Act of Geriatrics in The Industry. I'm sure it was based on Experiences the Geriatric Cast have actually had, Douglas Produced and Stars in it. But, you don't have to be an Aging Actor/Actress to relate to the challenges they're going thru, you just have to be Old... and Human... and keep on Living. *LOL* It's not only a Comedy, it's Poignant and will make you Cry with the Heartaches and Laugh 'til you Cry too at the Gallow's Humor. I just realized Arkin died in June of 2023 at Age 89, well, that explains why only Three Seasons.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqt1-fB3F-GyXWttg0X05sqecUT4vhB2m1QwTpPxA7irAZ60A9gZgw3KuImVqzDgkiy2e-VYA9A-BZyu85ZHpFCcftsPnaP6J2EriuQXLSKgee605b62KVNLBmJd67SOSL5wByLHscP90u3D-DRoXA2yxuogJhlJwPIhI4kUmA-s8s-uXFmYFSLsj44lA/s2426/060.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2426" data-original-width="1689" height="1031" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqt1-fB3F-GyXWttg0X05sqecUT4vhB2m1QwTpPxA7irAZ60A9gZgw3KuImVqzDgkiy2e-VYA9A-BZyu85ZHpFCcftsPnaP6J2EriuQXLSKgee605b62KVNLBmJd67SOSL5wByLHscP90u3D-DRoXA2yxuogJhlJwPIhI4kUmA-s8s-uXFmYFSLsj44lA/w718-h1031/060.JPG" width="718" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Douglas is 79 too, and still vertical, the fact both of them were still doing such excellent Work into their Seventies is commendable. Kirk Douglas lived to be 103, so Michael has some strong Genes and still looks good for his Age IMO. Catherine Zeta-Jones, his Wife, is a Welsh Actress that looks very much like my Welsh Aunt Jean, who my Uncle, Mom's Older Brother, was Married to. There's a lot of Welsh Girls who are Beautiful and Exotic looking like that in my Mom's Country. It used to always make my Mom angry that the Welsh representative they always sent to Beauty Pageants was a Redhead or Blonde and not a typical Welsh looking Beauty at all. She said otherwise, they might have Won a Miss World or Miss Universe, I agree. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIAdzLDkixzk9j0dQmFGYmfugP0xaHtJ3BUozs7okQ_6lMG27mnhEfKHXHhjIJRZkkcxPnkAMX8oVUQ6a3i87O_fF3zYasEvPhcYQI_el0fy9-Aw1hubIRfyu1-CdIlN4PiQXq5yTCA-Z83oXVz8yEeelMHpOsU8raC2JWiEYSagmG3xtTEXkNwLGZu10/s2891/064.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2891" data-original-width="2472" height="862" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIAdzLDkixzk9j0dQmFGYmfugP0xaHtJ3BUozs7okQ_6lMG27mnhEfKHXHhjIJRZkkcxPnkAMX8oVUQ6a3i87O_fF3zYasEvPhcYQI_el0fy9-Aw1hubIRfyu1-CdIlN4PiQXq5yTCA-Z83oXVz8yEeelMHpOsU8raC2JWiEYSagmG3xtTEXkNwLGZu10/w738-h862/064.JPG" width="738" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> The same with people assuming most Irish are Redheads, when most Irish I've known are Dark and Exotic looking Gaelics, like the Welsh I've known. </i></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Actor Colin Farrell looks more like the Irish Guys I've known, than any Leprechaun Lucky Charms looking Guy is. *LOL* And Sean Connery was more typical of Scotch Guys looks I've known too. Celts have a high concentration of Black Hair in fact, many with Dark Eyes or Grey Eyes, and there are swarthy Celtic people, my Gran-Gran was among the Dark Welsh. He had Blue-Black Hair, Swarthy Complexion and Light Grey Eyes. When I did my Ancestry DNA there was some Middle Eastern Ancestry it picked up, so who knows what landed upon the Welsh Shores over Millennium? *LOL* Anyway, I strayed off topic quite a bit, as my stream of consciousness often does. *Winks*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXQ8GC-rPCcSaC5PWi2vnq6nXD1PHjq89tisDNSca2mJWmP_653V3Q3e-OPfI2D2IbvLaiADLGeAjPm5GR6_Uyg6eq7G4m1A96LZyiU19pbngKSB9v9JuPCW8XoipPOhGNSCjgdTEsiLT8G76biCOlG5-GaGRW0LrhfLi0xjB80zK0XOTLYJOE_ZZK3ME/s5152/IMG_7719.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="979" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXQ8GC-rPCcSaC5PWi2vnq6nXD1PHjq89tisDNSca2mJWmP_653V3Q3e-OPfI2D2IbvLaiADLGeAjPm5GR6_Uyg6eq7G4m1A96LZyiU19pbngKSB9v9JuPCW8XoipPOhGNSCjgdTEsiLT8G76biCOlG5-GaGRW0LrhfLi0xjB80zK0XOTLYJOE_ZZK3ME/w734-h979/IMG_7719.JPG" width="734" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Today would have been the Event I used to attend with regularity and covered for the Event on Social Media for Years. The Man forgot why I'm not anymore, until I reminded him. *LOL* After jogging his Memory of the Offensively Embarrassing Incident of the February Event, he is in complete agreement with my decision to now boycott. On account of that Woman who insulted and offended us, after we went out of our way to correct a mistake they made on my Purchase. </i><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> I still don't wear that fucking Wolf Necklace now, it just reminds me of that Drama and a Headache that got blown all out of proportion and was completely unnecessary to put any Customer thru, ever! </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6wRmSbrLNR3vSOgS9fctj5cp8QN1NaFCAVFV1SMaNycnJFAIGhJySVeZcCPth2cewSgD9_R_rrXer-uipGlifZGPf-ACuYqYoT7zt34oyDWiiI7_hZSRHNM5knt7x7p-zOukAEYzUwNqqOjsduxC9uC7K-j70GCiVKLk68FmVUPD3SjtxRB1O3BrJ088/s2173/061.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2173" data-original-width="1520" height="1053" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6wRmSbrLNR3vSOgS9fctj5cp8QN1NaFCAVFV1SMaNycnJFAIGhJySVeZcCPth2cewSgD9_R_rrXer-uipGlifZGPf-ACuYqYoT7zt34oyDWiiI7_hZSRHNM5knt7x7p-zOukAEYzUwNqqOjsduxC9uC7K-j70GCiVKLk68FmVUPD3SjtxRB1O3BrJ088/w737-h1053/061.JPG" width="737" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> Isn't it True, you can have a Million Positive Experiences, but once you have that One Epic Negative One, that's the Spoiler/Trigger, sticks with you and Sours you!? As a Consumer, you just spend your Money elsewhere after an Epic Negative Experience anyplace. Businesses lose Customers/Clients every time over Bad Experiences. </i><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">This is why I remind Dealers and Staff all the time at our Antique Mall to be Mindful of that Fact. Not only do you not ever get a Second Chance to make a good First Impression, but you can lose a Loyal Customer with just One really Bad Experience they have to endure and be put thru. </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg369Vm1e3wjrvW_7Fx9i5F0sZBwXxTJIU1cuyNuMxLPyiyVFqFiVIzPTN5ZjG52OuttSf6XmAnToVE6fQdQgzltD1_c-x_-h-5zfvvovpk1wmD_8PNaGTCUYXM3ExPdxmhOYfI9K_znj0w7NhficlQL5N8u7ftRFeaqUSmVwGXsi5IGfGmfB0y3Sceayo/s2077/013.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2077" data-original-width="1660" height="922" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg369Vm1e3wjrvW_7Fx9i5F0sZBwXxTJIU1cuyNuMxLPyiyVFqFiVIzPTN5ZjG52OuttSf6XmAnToVE6fQdQgzltD1_c-x_-h-5zfvvovpk1wmD_8PNaGTCUYXM3ExPdxmhOYfI9K_znj0w7NhficlQL5N8u7ftRFeaqUSmVwGXsi5IGfGmfB0y3Sceayo/w737-h922/013.JPG" width="737" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> That plays back to The Son's Employer, who was well known for their Custom Cabinetry and had a good Reputation, but just a failure to deliver Quality Product or Service, even once, can cost you your biggest Contracts and ruin your Reputation or sink you. When I've talked to People about why they quit frequenting any Establishment, the Feedback always comes back to a Negative Experience they don't want to ever have to repeat, relive and endure again. I call it the Pleasure/Pain Principal... anything you derive Pleasure from you repeat, but, Humans avoid Painful experiences if and whenever they can.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj62LI2BkqTwEe0KRNzODhHbzqj5wL8kdED4rOWHzkA0PKpifTECYjOJmYh7Qec0Bzosbnmj_nhH1n3I6H_HVeQm7YEVbLoiMB-fxAl3sMtLdEiHpraMA1CASwKPIcocFwSspgZ1betFpedDzdDLcqmEyZdlsWZq6-M85ldeXhcnnjdTpTpzmrG9nk5ShY/s2199/096.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2199" data-original-width="1648" height="999" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj62LI2BkqTwEe0KRNzODhHbzqj5wL8kdED4rOWHzkA0PKpifTECYjOJmYh7Qec0Bzosbnmj_nhH1n3I6H_HVeQm7YEVbLoiMB-fxAl3sMtLdEiHpraMA1CASwKPIcocFwSspgZ1betFpedDzdDLcqmEyZdlsWZq6-M85ldeXhcnnjdTpTpzmrG9nk5ShY/w749-h999/096.JPG" width="749" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Today I've decided to focus on Organizing and Cleaning Up the Main House's Spaces that got cluttered and messy. It's not that it's necessarily a lot, but it is spread out, so, visually, it's imposing. *LOL* I'm starting in the Living Room and working my way back to the Dining Room in the large Open Living Space that encompasses Three Rooms of Open Space. I like Open Space Floorplans best, but, you do have to be more accountable due to the Visuals. If I'm methodical about picking up what doesn't belong in a Space, it comes together quickly and fine. I've Decorated the way I want each Space to stay, and I'm the biggest Offender when it comes to fucking that up with cluttering and what does not belong in any of the Spaces. *Le Sigh* The Family is great about not doing that, I'm a Work in Progress and my biggest Obstacle is myself.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1umWhU9ruPQrajw-fgT606NBrGmgSjUOoTeaebK_RNOZcVxZu9Ymfq_TeE_a5LfPIRSFNLGDl9kfxvOzVpw9Zx8KPVESM2HGh8LQz6iE3z3V3TPfs2NRt24xy4xZP4JSnpaTnC8Hk-bHBEY6c-ripD24sFEAVpAPsRFIeUGFW7sg8HzMrEheNQigPTK4/s960/53871202_2064219220293488_6985873553732141056_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="931" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1umWhU9ruPQrajw-fgT606NBrGmgSjUOoTeaebK_RNOZcVxZu9Ymfq_TeE_a5LfPIRSFNLGDl9kfxvOzVpw9Zx8KPVESM2HGh8LQz6iE3z3V3TPfs2NRt24xy4xZP4JSnpaTnC8Hk-bHBEY6c-ripD24sFEAVpAPsRFIeUGFW7sg8HzMrEheNQigPTK4/w745-h931/53871202_2064219220293488_6985873553732141056_n.jpg" width="745" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The Daughter has Assessed that it's becoz I'm the Matriarch and the one responsible for everyone and everything, holding it down and keeping it all together. So, I've got the most Stressors to Deal with and my Coping Mechanisms aren't always Ideal. Thus, it's manifesting in my Habits, the Stress I'm under, she's probably Right. That's why I need Zero Drama or Headaches outside of the Home, I got a Full Dance Card here, so, I avoid any external baggage landing in my Orbit to drag around. It's a lot to unpack even if and when I have actually nothing or nobody externally that is the least bit stressful and a distraction. The quickest way for me to banish you is to even Smell like Drama and a fucking Headache. *Smiles* I know, harsh, but, necessary for my Sanity... what is left of it. *Winks* How anyone Feels about that, they gotta Deal with and Work Out, I won't. I just don't have it in me to wanna put forth the Effort, Sorry, Not Sorry. *Bwahahaa*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGdO3Ks4OhgG7FnOaSj8zjLpesQpqGGQ1CXqO5P-ciRBn-gfGDoloasPxyA0GVyINerHLkhipe1qniw0V1KNrZOpF5Zdbl_FDxsIuWqUrH72A_zYaDXaB-YwY6k-U13IJZNIjsqIqX6mngCDQSVk9-I7xPHwTTQiWGsB5cmStqKr70B4Icbl6hqYPs3-w/s3296/001.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3296" data-original-width="2203" height="1114" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGdO3Ks4OhgG7FnOaSj8zjLpesQpqGGQ1CXqO5P-ciRBn-gfGDoloasPxyA0GVyINerHLkhipe1qniw0V1KNrZOpF5Zdbl_FDxsIuWqUrH72A_zYaDXaB-YwY6k-U13IJZNIjsqIqX6mngCDQSVk9-I7xPHwTTQiWGsB5cmStqKr70B4Icbl6hqYPs3-w/w745-h1114/001.JPG" width="745" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">*******</i></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Happy Spring my Friends... Dawn... The Bohemian</i></p>Bohemianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825579903367960408.post-22541256669706849952024-03-19T23:43:00.000-07:002024-03-20T00:01:59.948-07:00Indefinitely Useful<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV-VtC-0FdnQ3pCrTQyJHcW0rYRPHzRGI80zUydTgrpK3AUeUjYbtTO9GgE9pg2QpNLv1ziV806BmGbwcstEe8uRD2YJcuK_khms8KsvltN2xTgM-UcKNK4qzti4xlvBbOjcSpod2-cbBkB0Q7z00hQORwALfafFn-wyH-Qav7fEyYAOO3_8giXEz9JjM/s960/432694787_7668053936580782_3246562302753702903_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="985" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV-VtC-0FdnQ3pCrTQyJHcW0rYRPHzRGI80zUydTgrpK3AUeUjYbtTO9GgE9pg2QpNLv1ziV806BmGbwcstEe8uRD2YJcuK_khms8KsvltN2xTgM-UcKNK4qzti4xlvBbOjcSpod2-cbBkB0Q7z00hQORwALfafFn-wyH-Qav7fEyYAOO3_8giXEz9JjM/w739-h985/432694787_7668053936580782_3246562302753702903_n.jpg" width="739" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>We'll begin the Post with Food Porn. *Winks* </i></span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I am enjoying Net</i></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Flix that my Niece provided as a Christmas Pressy, I'm catching up on Movies that probably everyone but me has already seen, but, whatever. I just finished watching "The Gray Man" {2022} with Billy Bob Thornton and Ryan Gosling, very action packed and I enjoyed it. I watched a less memorable one the Night before, so unmemorable I can't recall the name of it actually, yawn. Only the last portion of it wasn't confusing and rather boring as a storyline and too drawn out, I stuck with it, to see if it would get better, it did, but... it was difficult to get thru the initial 2/3 of it. It was called "American Assassin" {2017}, I had to look that up to even remember what I watched. *LMAO* It starred a very Old Michael Keaton and a Doe Eyed Baby Faced Leading Man, Dylan O'Brien, who just wasn't believable in his role as an Assassin and I had never heard of him.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiCGqz7V7BuzuLp2M2EYEEZZomaBhBYvIWgac8o4yI5egI7bT92MgDKudZ5Dx36yqTA2EVHo2KO6qUIma0lxz01FgI4gfh68b4c5FOxzRaFD898ahAKXh2vJOZa7llT0fUaQG2ySKCAxEDDjDMMCIa6e3gdaWqxH_VrVKRD6sZIFfoCQzRwhv6AFd_32Q/s960/432584617_7668053699914139_1294821561773613153_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="981" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiCGqz7V7BuzuLp2M2EYEEZZomaBhBYvIWgac8o4yI5egI7bT92MgDKudZ5Dx36yqTA2EVHo2KO6qUIma0lxz01FgI4gfh68b4c5FOxzRaFD898ahAKXh2vJOZa7llT0fUaQG2ySKCAxEDDjDMMCIa6e3gdaWqxH_VrVKRD6sZIFfoCQzRwhv6AFd_32Q/w736-h981/432584617_7668053699914139_1294821561773613153_n.jpg" width="736" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">There seems to be a Hollywood Obsession with making Assassin Movies lately. Billy Bob Thornton is one of my favorite Actors, I have several, and he's right up there, I typically like him in his roles chosen. And some previously admired Actors just seem to be taking roles for a Check lately and aren't being very discerning, which is just sad to see them in a "At Least It's A Paycheck" Movie. Well, they gotta Eat and pay Bills. Of coarse, some popular Movies and made for TV Shows that everyone likes, and did very well, I can't stand, so, perhaps I'm not the most reliable Critic, so, judge for yourselves. *Smiles* As for The Man, he likes to re-watch Movies and TV Shows that he's seen numerous times. So, usually that's just background noise to me, repetition isn't my Jam. It would have to be a Cult Classic, probably Seasonal, for me to watch it repetitively... and I'd need, at the very minimum, a Year or more apart between viewings. *Smiles*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIeqiqMs7OhAxkhTMteaijonFkE6iDrxZxleP6EZVVlC_4Q8p5hvXOelRbWaTvQKGweBZYF2oWajtBXiXVUlXof6tyMfHWzUB794ft-agYRE3buEZQ60AkT5f7C_3Kqyz1BIEnFonS0UVyMcHLgz_Gz7W4_u5-lBoVLPWzLS7iqbCqZhhp0DyD18eyca8/s960/432657439_7668053536580822_2349270058384338328_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="984" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIeqiqMs7OhAxkhTMteaijonFkE6iDrxZxleP6EZVVlC_4Q8p5hvXOelRbWaTvQKGweBZYF2oWajtBXiXVUlXof6tyMfHWzUB794ft-agYRE3buEZQ60AkT5f7C_3Kqyz1BIEnFonS0UVyMcHLgz_Gz7W4_u5-lBoVLPWzLS7iqbCqZhhp0DyD18eyca8/w738-h984/432657439_7668053536580822_2349270058384338328_n.jpg" width="738" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The Daughter and I just watched a good one called "Last Seen Alive" {2022} with Gerard Butler. I like him as a Leading Man and it was a suspense thriller about a wealthy Man's Wife being Kidnapped at a Gas Station where she just disappears. It didn't get good Reviews and yet I liked it and didn't think it was as generic as Critics claimed it was. I think they realistically put you in the mindset of the Victim's Husband as to how panicked and frustrated you would be during a possible abduction of a Loved One and your desperation to find them. Granted, the Main Character makes a lot of bad decisions that were quite extreme, but, Butler's Acting held the Movie together even if the Story was weak and the ending was not entirely Believable, given everything that happened the way they portrayed it. Vigilante Justice is never rewarded in Real Life, even if it Solves a Crime, since, taking the Law into one's own Hands can't be rewarded nor encouraged in Real Life to get a desired outcome.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2eAfJEiOunfn9zTl_iOjOMxT4ShyO50NC4SHtDm-oMhVwp9QfbPRIQQOX-i-V2jYLBCst-ctD7fXJ_MOJNdkMt1B3I5I_XL6u9ITul4FR_aWMwdOO2LaxBP5X23zIXDryVX7l2vGUBF14wvmsXSwTIzs4VehYVwKbhXg1C1uwJGyPH0cDRIoxhr0alf4/s2015/432689360_7667956966590479_8871969367252173383_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="989" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2eAfJEiOunfn9zTl_iOjOMxT4ShyO50NC4SHtDm-oMhVwp9QfbPRIQQOX-i-V2jYLBCst-ctD7fXJ_MOJNdkMt1B3I5I_XL6u9ITul4FR_aWMwdOO2LaxBP5X23zIXDryVX7l2vGUBF14wvmsXSwTIzs4VehYVwKbhXg1C1uwJGyPH0cDRIoxhr0alf4/w739-h989/432689360_7667956966590479_8871969367252173383_n.jpg" width="739" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I may just keep a subscription to NetFlix, it's got me watching more TV than I have in Years. So, it was a good Gift and the Niece was really Hopeful I'd like it. She knows it's difficult for me to have the Freedom to get out much and Socialize at all, with Caregiving and getting Older, so she wanted something I could be entertained with from Home and enjoy with the Family. The Adult Kids have probably watched it more than I have, Princess T and The Man won't watch it at all. I can't think of any time Princess T could sit thru any Movie. The only TV thing she watches with any regularity is the Cartoon "Sponge Bob Square Pants", she likes it and Eli the Cat just Loves it and will sit for Hours watching it with her, it's hilarious. *LMAOROTF* The Man has his Reruns he's devoted to and obsessed with, mostly CSI Shows, Alaskan Reality Shows, Wrestling and the new Hawaii Five-O. Yeah, count me out. *LOL*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjjQHnCLeeFgJVjdimeYAXpU3XyrfyihQkTU7so5KYR2ll6EG2qnggsN-0IqoS73M9pNrqGn8KPoJs67YyhjX9Od3CgaPEjawuzqPr8CeASYXkqygVmRU9U_UQNcDjaHG4_4hUrfQJEUxyJRj3IvbiwcDxsEn2xhWbKGStJMWwW3CKykCtw4DLrVIl-D4/s2015/432668051_7667958436590332_5292716900247892478_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="991" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjjQHnCLeeFgJVjdimeYAXpU3XyrfyihQkTU7so5KYR2ll6EG2qnggsN-0IqoS73M9pNrqGn8KPoJs67YyhjX9Od3CgaPEjawuzqPr8CeASYXkqygVmRU9U_UQNcDjaHG4_4hUrfQJEUxyJRj3IvbiwcDxsEn2xhWbKGStJMWwW3CKykCtw4DLrVIl-D4/w740-h991/432668051_7667958436590332_5292716900247892478_n.jpg" width="740" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I just found out that earlier this Month one of the Sons of Janelle of "Sister Wives" Died by Suicide, he was only in his 20's. She'd had Six Children with Kody and was his 2nd Wife. I watched the Show off and on for Years, never thinking for a Minute that Plural Marriages are ever a positive thing, especially for the Women and Children, and particularly from a Legal standpoint of providing any Financial Security if it doesn't work out for the Non-Legally recognized Members of the Family. Three of the Four Wives divorced the Egocentric Asshat of a Husband, Kody. He's only still Married to his 4th, now Legally recognized, favored and last Wife, so they're no longer actually living a Plural Life. But most of the Kids seemed like they'd turned out quite well. I would imagine it is hard to have a Family's dirty laundry aired on National TV for Years tho', so I don't know how that exposure might have played out for Garrison and his Mental Health? I felt saddened to hear he'd taken his own Life this Month.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZQOdl-rwVVJJMg8I250LELHBiAc3kVodWi3wdC3IaTC5Si-BKFrFkdKUOGpc6GNrSYiUoYVEsaUBS-zjHqzEbX51Qxpt14O9OYUx6p4H9xKvOh-Q2J9wsRQrVZgTXItufnAVQukc3Wc_q2ELpQR7A1CHbTekC03ZvsU7gWNwf2h30SRnlyzUeYCIvLkQ/s5152/IMG_2736.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="988" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZQOdl-rwVVJJMg8I250LELHBiAc3kVodWi3wdC3IaTC5Si-BKFrFkdKUOGpc6GNrSYiUoYVEsaUBS-zjHqzEbX51Qxpt14O9OYUx6p4H9xKvOh-Q2J9wsRQrVZgTXItufnAVQukc3Wc_q2ELpQR7A1CHbTekC03ZvsU7gWNwf2h30SRnlyzUeYCIvLkQ/w741-h988/IMG_2736.JPG" width="741" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">When I was last at the Antique Mall it seems Ken is quickly vacating the Showroom I'll be taking over at the end of the Month. Whether he'll be completely out before the Move Out Date of the 31st I couldn't say tho'? I'm trying to strategize my Notice to Vacate Showroom #114 and the moving in to Showroom #140 to have a smooth transition without feeling too rushed or having duplicate Rents too long either. When I give my Notice to Vacate I'll be on my Prepaid Month of Exit, so, the last Month won't cost me anything, since it was Prepaid when I got the Room. Moving an entire Showroom and setting another up can be more time consuming and a lot more work than you often realize, so, I want to give myself more Time than I'll probably need. I want to do it Right and utilize both Spaces optimally while I'm paying Rent on them. I want to spend a few Days just setting up Decor for the New Showroom after it's Vacated and I can move in.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdsW4fULbQd6wDdQbcL-UC8AwYpwesXAWoPC06O1SwDgxan80wL2k4gpIvILyhpr_RelyH1LyihICobJk6i0gkJtbPIuZe27fnSjGypu2hbychYSoTL-RQhQPDHDO0icuaXmnndcCcUPtFg8JHULBK-EIL3Fp6Zy6C45Vlq-ov43dTLsECaslA41zu4rU/s4196/IMG_3739.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4196" data-original-width="2863" height="1091" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdsW4fULbQd6wDdQbcL-UC8AwYpwesXAWoPC06O1SwDgxan80wL2k4gpIvILyhpr_RelyH1LyihICobJk6i0gkJtbPIuZe27fnSjGypu2hbychYSoTL-RQhQPDHDO0icuaXmnndcCcUPtFg8JHULBK-EIL3Fp6Zy6C45Vlq-ov43dTLsECaslA41zu4rU/w743-h1091/IMG_3739.JPG" width="743" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I don't think I'll need to Paint much, if anything, inside the Room, I like the Seafoam Green and Natural Wood it's in. But the Pegboard on the Outside of each side of the Room is not Painted and I'll likely want to Paint it. I do plan to put a nice large Antique Persian Rug on the Floor, I've got Two I'm considering. Both of them are too large to put anywhere here, but I want to Keep each. One is in Neutral Natural Tones and the other is mostly Red, I'm leaning towards the bolder Colored one for the Showroom, even tho' the Natural Color Neutral would match my Gypsy Curtains. So, I wouldn't be surprised if I opt for the Neutral one in there and keep the Sepia Tones as the Decor that won't compete against the Merchandise with the Eye or become a distraction, but enhance it. One of my favorite Antique Display Units, which is a Rustic Cabinet, is in Seafoam Green. A lot of the other Display Furnishings are Vintage Industrial Metals with Patina.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirBCLT1CFGu4PqRRszMXESA8A2mAgPL6JY5MFsvh094DgNawbEsKHzZ1JpK1xJiCSL82wop2CUsoR0lvm9ZGTZbPogd2C4pX2M1Q-eo9LNO36-U0SaOlw2dJU8cMHjgcmMUORBb9bx2GEMJyPZTzJ3OUujk9bbH-sYD1TUqtI_J83zqKVpiw5pINat47Q/s5152/IMG_3072.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="989" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirBCLT1CFGu4PqRRszMXESA8A2mAgPL6JY5MFsvh094DgNawbEsKHzZ1JpK1xJiCSL82wop2CUsoR0lvm9ZGTZbPogd2C4pX2M1Q-eo9LNO36-U0SaOlw2dJU8cMHjgcmMUORBb9bx2GEMJyPZTzJ3OUujk9bbH-sYD1TUqtI_J83zqKVpiw5pINat47Q/w742-h989/IMG_3072.JPG" width="742" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Tomorrow if the Weather Holds I think I want to work on The RV Garage Mahal and try to get more accomplished than I have been. Lately when I tackle it, I don't seem to make a lot of progress, or that's how it seems, since, I tire easily and then have to stop before much gets done. My focus is scattered and so I need to become more laser focused on perhaps a single small area and get that completely in Order. To make it seem like actual progress that is visible and tangible. If we get no Rain or high Wind I can move everything from a smallish area outside and then tackle it out there. Then only bring in what will remain and find actual proper placement for it. That's the loose Plan anyway to slog thru what is still a pretty epic amount of stuff that is right now still looking chaotic and too randomly in there.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhelOYyzGcqFdUcpfXzLPptVm3ZeUOZODfuLb_cKLm4eJx8NnZsDLwM_Z3UhX0UNRgDumrK_A_30Me2s7saRtC_2tHZNlNDQnvU3YJYGbELAASmeWWBXQpmRT5aMWrqTs9lPpu5hxYkBT5pjvsm_-KIMoRIn1eMooiJPr6f_x-pB1VbSa0MBI35iz4RK-g/s3920/IMG_7260.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3920" data-original-width="2552" height="1143" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhelOYyzGcqFdUcpfXzLPptVm3ZeUOZODfuLb_cKLm4eJx8NnZsDLwM_Z3UhX0UNRgDumrK_A_30Me2s7saRtC_2tHZNlNDQnvU3YJYGbELAASmeWWBXQpmRT5aMWrqTs9lPpu5hxYkBT5pjvsm_-KIMoRIn1eMooiJPr6f_x-pB1VbSa0MBI35iz4RK-g/w743-h1143/IMG_7260.JPG" width="743" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> After Five Years here I just feel like I should have made much more progress than I have or at least have an End Date in Mind to realistically complete it. </i><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I don't tho' and that part is very disheartening, since, it seems like one of those having to be indefinitely useful situations. I heard that term used in "The Gray Man" Movie to where the Job Assigned never really ends or has any exit strategy. So, you just end up being indefinitely useful in the doing of whatever it is... forever. *LOL and Le Sigh* I had to jot that down, since, it just resonated with me and how I often feel about what I'm doing... and it describes it perfectly. In the Movie, Ryan Gosling's Character is recruited by Billy Bob Thornton's Character to work for them... and he asks how long he'd have to be doing the Work? And Billy Bob's response is simply, let's just say you'll be indefinitely useful. *Smiles*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGOMrLmjjR_ONudr59d6PGju6V2PV0Ee80BjEQG_NoLeKpH8wtVY-GgmHM8KiomghkvavXkFvTXc2Bj_uL6e7SiNeR5bJ6_qtk6FHAqoo37QHP4-ZPrBixIO-gPCPBqGiNvZK3q_i63K_ROmsw7oQi2bU45FSc6BqloLHFHeKpmE9H2MhYOa-Q04fHGx8/s5152/IMG_4737.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="990" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGOMrLmjjR_ONudr59d6PGju6V2PV0Ee80BjEQG_NoLeKpH8wtVY-GgmHM8KiomghkvavXkFvTXc2Bj_uL6e7SiNeR5bJ6_qtk6FHAqoo37QHP4-ZPrBixIO-gPCPBqGiNvZK3q_i63K_ROmsw7oQi2bU45FSc6BqloLHFHeKpmE9H2MhYOa-Q04fHGx8/w742-h990/IMG_4737.JPG" width="742" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The Man has been in Tag Along Mode, I think he's bored out of his Mind lately. I Wish I could get him engaged in doing some Work around here that would not only give him purpose, but occupy him and be of Help to me, but, he's just not interested. After Retirement it's as if he thinks that meant he never had to do another thing that resembles Work for the rest of his Life? I often joke that I no longer have to GO to Work, I just wake up and it's all around me to do. *LOL* I think I've had more to do AFTER Retirement than I had when I held down demanding Careers in my Corporate Lives. *Le Sigh* Life tends to become more complicated when you're Aging, since, you're beset by Age related limitations of all kinds, physically, mentally, health-wise, personally and financially, and you have to adjust accordingly. I never Planned for a lot of things that Time just handed me to Deal with. *Le Sigh*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9T7XqKxBqGZNGzK8s2-f_uODIBj_yw3ICFcpy11_13BOImKuH37iIaZp22-nvWWHa3Oq_GB3HiroUvrEBg2p2tKs7CmMLE5VOyleOgruO9fjhyphenhyphenF3BCMHMIaYBcZYRD3NooVp_glNs8pejqEBaI_9_etlwAuew2Y6UQTdZuIiI413Kb-NqtFYtnu8_ows/s4107/IMG_3277.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4107" data-original-width="2782" height="1089" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9T7XqKxBqGZNGzK8s2-f_uODIBj_yw3ICFcpy11_13BOImKuH37iIaZp22-nvWWHa3Oq_GB3HiroUvrEBg2p2tKs7CmMLE5VOyleOgruO9fjhyphenhyphenF3BCMHMIaYBcZYRD3NooVp_glNs8pejqEBaI_9_etlwAuew2Y6UQTdZuIiI413Kb-NqtFYtnu8_ows/w738-h1089/IMG_3277.JPG" width="738" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I think one of the Kiddos broke one of my nice Kitchen Drawers, it's off it's track now and hanging. They all told me about it but nobody confesses to it breaking when THEY opened it last. *Eye Roll* I hope it is an easy fix since it's a Custom Cabinetry Kitchen. It's a Drawer that isn't even opened that often, it would have made more sense if it had been one used all the time. Anyway, que sera sera, anytime you have Three Generations Sharing Space, shit tends to get used too much and Younger People tend to be harder on things. It was a good day otherwise. I got a call from the Dealership that my new Steps are already in! That didn't take long, so I'll have to bring it in to have them installed now. It will make it easier for The Man to hoist himself in and out of the Truck with the Stair attached. I will have one for each of the Four Doors.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMQ-RzJwguZPPevaRbEEIbvjWUPvsKS-v5QxZ16c6bNx3Lbg2hEuljEyqagNPOQuiLoRfFiL_BjND0x5djRzwv3MdkeXmn0IAtOXJPQ369Rf7mS0LRGuueT9F1hHPSymgWNC9AfbDJzkBMCL1kokMC0NlSLH_uH4I3agH2aiMCrZN9ne1Z-eSDstQg9Vc/s1588/016.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1588" data-original-width="1121" height="1037" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMQ-RzJwguZPPevaRbEEIbvjWUPvsKS-v5QxZ16c6bNx3Lbg2hEuljEyqagNPOQuiLoRfFiL_BjND0x5djRzwv3MdkeXmn0IAtOXJPQ369Rf7mS0LRGuueT9F1hHPSymgWNC9AfbDJzkBMCL1kokMC0NlSLH_uH4I3agH2aiMCrZN9ne1Z-eSDstQg9Vc/w732-h1037/016.JPG" width="732" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>TJ couldn't get the John Deere repaired and Irrigation comes Thursday Afternoon, so he will do our Yard with their John Deere Tractor Mower. I'm hopeful it can be repaired and he just hasn't had the time or the parts to accomplish it? Otherwise, clearly that would be another outlay for something needing replacement that is prohibitively expensive. *Le Sigh* Even tho' the Truck Trade-In and New Purchase of a Vehicle turned out in my favor, the timing to have to do so was under a certain amount of duress and unavoidable. I couldn't be without transportation and I can't really be without Yard Equipment to maintain our Property either. So, it will require either the expense of repairing the John Deere or purchasing something to replace it. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMkJPqQrGPidWImpvCRxKIaUA77dh_DR9NEBaq66Nx0AEYVSujqoW42yt1ZNT6YC0ds7d7DECIkJwYcxPLWbkDIAM79ojLR1wwMiYs7tvkFdHCRJe_1vF2JIstm7iFzjolTAUSdRjzbGYunSpVMmO1gVRKd_iYeJf3AwBGwG9SRK7u3U1S6_2wlBsUXas/s612/003%20copy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="612" data-original-width="424" height="1055" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMkJPqQrGPidWImpvCRxKIaUA77dh_DR9NEBaq66Nx0AEYVSujqoW42yt1ZNT6YC0ds7d7DECIkJwYcxPLWbkDIAM79ojLR1wwMiYs7tvkFdHCRJe_1vF2JIstm7iFzjolTAUSdRjzbGYunSpVMmO1gVRKd_iYeJf3AwBGwG9SRK7u3U1S6_2wlBsUXas/w732-h1055/003%20copy.jpg" width="732" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The timing of Taxes on a deadline to complete and pay for, Tire replacement for the Old Truck being necessary for Three of them, and the Air Conditioning expense recently, had Tapped me Out of Savings. This is why I focused on procuring some Product to resell that will give me liquidity to pay for whatever other emergencies come up unexpectedly that must be addressed and can't be deferred or neglected. Having some things to Sell to come up with ready Cash needed is something you really need on a Fixed Income, or, you don't have Options at your disposal. I like having Options, especially during Emergencies. It's not like Banks are going to give Loans just based on Need... and financing is something I avoid if I can just pay for something outright. Some things do require a Loan, but Debt is never something to have too much of, especially in Retirement.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-64l4bt5MZm3i2Emi0HIGkfvZnhSSLNr9lmlsmUda1m-trSVAOdGPW6M3RJHX2AiLOHYqSUUV3yQDlAyCRig5Af-2oYA2fbuCp7-21kJtjgErA6zZJpEK7WKkiHcv96hzMP8WQA7B8EKB2o-id6EslGyfSK7WOI4kW7pz7_x4qAJykhIT6FyPDzUR5uI/s1495/009ddd.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1495" data-original-width="1083" height="1011" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-64l4bt5MZm3i2Emi0HIGkfvZnhSSLNr9lmlsmUda1m-trSVAOdGPW6M3RJHX2AiLOHYqSUUV3yQDlAyCRig5Af-2oYA2fbuCp7-21kJtjgErA6zZJpEK7WKkiHcv96hzMP8WQA7B8EKB2o-id6EslGyfSK7WOI4kW7pz7_x4qAJykhIT6FyPDzUR5uI/w733-h1011/009ddd.JPG" width="733" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I used to always have a Paid Off Vehicle, and, I've had Paid Off Real Estate over the Years too. But, the cost of Vehicles and Real Estate now is such that it's more unlikely to be feasible to own it Free and Clear. And when you get to our Season of Life, if you require new Living Arrangements or a new Vehicle, chances are, you're going to have to finance it. Well, unless you have a huge amount of Savings to pay Cash for either, that you can readily access, not substantiate considerable penalties to withdraw, and don't mind using for those purposes. In Arizona now the average Home is costing well in excess of $400,000... and that's a REALLY AVERAGE Home BTW, nothing Special. An average new Vehicle now is above $35,000 in most States. And if you want a Vehicle that isn't the Cheapest Model and Basic, you'll pay much more.</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnytWrSn0W7E1oXWswOQXGDy277EOpm2PT3UeaIpknhrm8sKv6yjwMn930j7MG65fGNiRvZogreMDzQpN-UpGycHwBXhlBKGm3Y-q06nvFnW54x30ezAsLldwLqlC-8YBFM9QVPF0mX-f9AEBOGY-d07n82CR-OyiZSfkhHWdLPZh1nZ-XzBB33E4OFU0/s3879/IMG_5705.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3879" data-original-width="2782" height="1025" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnytWrSn0W7E1oXWswOQXGDy277EOpm2PT3UeaIpknhrm8sKv6yjwMn930j7MG65fGNiRvZogreMDzQpN-UpGycHwBXhlBKGm3Y-q06nvFnW54x30ezAsLldwLqlC-8YBFM9QVPF0mX-f9AEBOGY-d07n82CR-OyiZSfkhHWdLPZh1nZ-XzBB33E4OFU0/w737-h1025/IMG_5705.JPG" width="737" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The average Major Appliance now only has a Life Expectancy of 7-10 Years Max, sometimes as little as 5, before needing replacement and ability to still obtain parts to repair it. Your average Cellphone or TV now seems to need upgrading every few Years, becoz frankly, within no time they begin to malfunction no matter how much you paid for them. Or, they become so obsolete quickly or can't be repaired, so, they're deliberately manufactured to be disposable and rapidly obsolete by design. We have become quite the disposable Society and I had to get used to that Fact. I'm one of those Dinosaurs, that if something was built to actually last, I'd Buy it and hold onto it for as long as it's Lifespan would Serve me... and, I'd Repair it if it wasn't just throwing Money away to do so. Now, often you pay for expensive Repairs and have to Replace it anyway, so, it wasn't worth the Cost of Repairing it. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiYrC1nPEscO9kmbFrc_cx7vx_poxhKpMrgb9yK1OfvGiHfcRRkjn-D23Sj-YVPvR29nrh1VTSEejUrcfU5EFcAnJrPGdDjsWGBty96pcEBeXqpZFNnhP4mOFYzxlAeF20Uk7CXm4950bHiGy8CW99Fv4cnFUKBI7X3mAxHYq7A0iXHCbHBS6zhaOf5_A/s801/29137043_10216320291945873_9134757152051818399_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="801" data-original-width="541" height="1091" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiYrC1nPEscO9kmbFrc_cx7vx_poxhKpMrgb9yK1OfvGiHfcRRkjn-D23Sj-YVPvR29nrh1VTSEejUrcfU5EFcAnJrPGdDjsWGBty96pcEBeXqpZFNnhP4mOFYzxlAeF20Uk7CXm4950bHiGy8CW99Fv4cnFUKBI7X3mAxHYq7A0iXHCbHBS6zhaOf5_A/w737-h1091/29137043_10216320291945873_9134757152051818399_n.jpg" width="737" /></a></div><div><br /></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The Kiddos took everything out of the broken Kitchen Drawer, it had too much in it and couldn't hold the weight, The Son said. He makes Custom Cabinetry at a major Manufacturer of it. Now, to be clear, in my Historic Home I had the same contents in a Kitchen Drawer built well over a Century ago and it held up just fine, never a problem. This Kitchen was Remodeled just Four Years before we bought the Property, and we're only in Year No. Five, so, the Kitchen Remodel is less than a Decade Old. It was Remodeled with the top of the line Cabinetry... the previous Owner spared no expense. So, just sayin'... the comparison between Yesteryear's Manufacturing and Today's Manufacturing and how the Products last... hold up... or... don't. Cosmetically it all looks impressive of coarse and the Drawers slide and glide, have all kinds of 'Extras' I'm sure she paid a fortune for as Upgrades.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNZ8MY1Ef48GMxoRUfAVcTG7xm25sU2W7aguQoG4YdKJxtxivc2gROy_THkV_Bid9lkDGgugDHVpwhw0tdbtMKf4zqx0qOpfCU_egDJa39vVI7MKE9s1gmwprjmK7BPsRATVO1T6uqkuGjk-8C-DmXph9PceH4hDMAy4Mb5UYngc03uP-iJtXrAiPbhNQ/s3272/020.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3272" data-original-width="2154" height="1117" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNZ8MY1Ef48GMxoRUfAVcTG7xm25sU2W7aguQoG4YdKJxtxivc2gROy_THkV_Bid9lkDGgugDHVpwhw0tdbtMKf4zqx0qOpfCU_egDJa39vVI7MKE9s1gmwprjmK7BPsRATVO1T6uqkuGjk-8C-DmXph9PceH4hDMAy4Mb5UYngc03uP-iJtXrAiPbhNQ/w736-h1117/020.JPG" width="736" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I think I already told you that a Cabinet in the brand new 5th Wheel, above the Bed in the Master Bedroom, had the Glass fall out of it on the 2nd time it was opened!!! The Son said the 'glue' used Commercially to put those types of Cabinets together doesn't hold up that well under temperature extremes. Well, splendid, we happen to live in a Climate that has extremes, I think nowadays most places do, Right? *Eye Roll* Yes, he can get the Glue to repair it for me since he Works in that Industry. Yet, a part of me was really pissed off that such an expensive Recreational Vehicle not even being use yet has ANY Issues without even having any wear and tear whatsoever, so, WTF?! And Yes, I did have the Dealership repair some things already that never should have had problems, and was under the Warranties of the well known top Manufacturer of Luxury RV's. But, still...</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixsapxrD-OVgv-udbF_vQDENUDlRZGA7BKtEe0Vin1eehGg6FPjDfKrg77NcvFI0dwm_7P16q4SS4UFJKqv6NHRKpVOzZuhHzxW12NijMzt1Z4atVQrL5JZy8poU8SFU4ECMGlR8YD1dulJUQTMqyQu_a_UaHwuhgA0L5ZFbNuZHqsCV4jixAbHsR-Af0/s960/53110595_2326833747369521_8456011262533304320_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="714" height="990" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixsapxrD-OVgv-udbF_vQDENUDlRZGA7BKtEe0Vin1eehGg6FPjDfKrg77NcvFI0dwm_7P16q4SS4UFJKqv6NHRKpVOzZuhHzxW12NijMzt1Z4atVQrL5JZy8poU8SFU4ECMGlR8YD1dulJUQTMqyQu_a_UaHwuhgA0L5ZFbNuZHqsCV4jixAbHsR-Af0/w736-h990/53110595_2326833747369521_8456011262533304320_n.jpg" width="736" /></a></div><div><br /></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Just a little Rant and Raging Against The Machine if you will... nothing any of us can do about the State of Things, such that they just are these days. *Eye Roll and Le Sigh* I mean, we're already living in an Era where we've got an Ex-Pres wanting Absolute Immunity from Prosecution and Conviction of any Crimes committed while in Office and After Leaving Office. Why? Well, becoz he knows damned well he can't stay out of trouble or lead a Crime Free Life. He never has, probably never will, and now that it's all caught up to him, well, he's trying to change the Criminal Justice System and Rule Of Law just for himself and his own intents and purposes that are, in a Word, Unscrupulous. He wants zero consequences for absolutely any Crime he intends to commit or has already committed, now, isn't that Special... {Said in best Comedic Impersonation I can draw from... Eye Roll} And there are those in Support of that, so that speaks Volumes about THEM too.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha7V7LuoinCzim8yEKxuMt1DSYUgKzwWJmJgu9P2kZmur80RsNzDDBRjdpZQBAMgXd9RXja69QgjA9G1ynNaZ3Kn0JEhENi0gyfB6qNqw2JV5LeHdXo26DBvfskWosZWAL82l4KOOv8Hbi9BrfH16W5HuhvG1tEPrTAxCD6fFaF1imoJTrBYsEK83rkq0/s3296/017.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3296" data-original-width="2472" height="985" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha7V7LuoinCzim8yEKxuMt1DSYUgKzwWJmJgu9P2kZmur80RsNzDDBRjdpZQBAMgXd9RXja69QgjA9G1ynNaZ3Kn0JEhENi0gyfB6qNqw2JV5LeHdXo26DBvfskWosZWAL82l4KOOv8Hbi9BrfH16W5HuhvG1tEPrTAxCD6fFaF1imoJTrBYsEK83rkq0/w739-h985/017.JPG" width="739" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>And, as just about everyone that was in his Inner Circle has done or is now going to do Prison Time, or fighting to stay out of Prison, we should be shocked. But, we aren't. No, as a Nation this has become the New Normal I guess in our worst Politics and Leadership that has happened in over 230 Years. So, tho' it should Shock and Alarm us, I see that for most people, they're acting quite oblivious or disinterested of the unraveling of America. Of the fragility of their Democracy and possible permanent altering of the American way of Life should it fail and they not adequately protect it and condemn those that are out to destroy it for future Generations. That kind of apathy and indifference is probably the most alarming aspect to me personally. Becoz in the Sage 1970 Lyrics of the Environmental Anthem of Joni Mitchell's 'Big Yellow Taxi', <b>"Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you got 'til it's gone?"</b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcFNW7Ek4Y0oNGsu3PP86y9vL3B8nHmay2TFFst5jRFrEABD_nK2Y7tqCOa5EC-7BC9FuD9iyU9huJCNYkgBWFh1_h-8251FnIUJPu00BTPEjvotT9S4DsC1R8BCzr6bsDlvPMf-Rw94WDKW1A1_UHpw2QMq_O_F7zFYwo6kqsjBu12-1O4EqC4ylj1T0/s3456/005d.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3456" data-original-width="2474" height="1035" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcFNW7Ek4Y0oNGsu3PP86y9vL3B8nHmay2TFFst5jRFrEABD_nK2Y7tqCOa5EC-7BC9FuD9iyU9huJCNYkgBWFh1_h-8251FnIUJPu00BTPEjvotT9S4DsC1R8BCzr6bsDlvPMf-Rw94WDKW1A1_UHpw2QMq_O_F7zFYwo6kqsjBu12-1O4EqC4ylj1T0/w741-h1035/005d.JPG" width="741" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;">*******</p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>May Spring bring with it New Beginnings... Dawn... The Bohemian</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Bohemianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825579903367960408.post-79106738476565173212024-03-18T17:53:00.000-07:002024-03-18T18:15:39.651-07:00It's Our Anniversary<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3sXuLASyYIXWZ8L72O7LgLDbAOXq99U5sjKbNMvIoGJM0YA5n_mYDcIedF-6ISnuJoRJ526T94ZLh4pAVKwpE3iI2nC4gQqg_P-UMjtfBJEUIomF0TalfjsXV2J3p-iPpTDv1ORDEUkTWGBVKmfoall1ZLLgpXqcjOA1G3Ol6YTvv6a6erOolhB_zfhI/s5152/IMG_5682.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="978" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3sXuLASyYIXWZ8L72O7LgLDbAOXq99U5sjKbNMvIoGJM0YA5n_mYDcIedF-6ISnuJoRJ526T94ZLh4pAVKwpE3iI2nC4gQqg_P-UMjtfBJEUIomF0TalfjsXV2J3p-iPpTDv1ORDEUkTWGBVKmfoall1ZLLgpXqcjOA1G3Ol6YTvv6a6erOolhB_zfhI/w734-h978/IMG_5682.JPG" width="734" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The Sunday Night Shift was a bit of a Pain in the Ass, we had extra people on for the Sale, but the Extras spent a lot of time hiding out in the Break Room rather than working, so, they weren't Helpful. I maintained my Calm tho' and stayed Zen regardless. I'm not Management so that's thier shit to sort out. It was busy until the last Hour, then abruptly, it flatlined, but, I had good Sales for the day, which is the 1st Day of the new Pay Period. I've got to get my Truck in to be looked at by the Dealership to find out why the Check Engine Light is on, and since the Brake Light is also now on, I suspect a Brake Job is in order? I have no idea what it all will cost, so will get an estimate first. If I can't afford the repairs yet, I'll have to just not drive until I can.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCc_jpwOwrj8ZHrIwRtZL90DcxZXPY3a0S3-D8XiyAbqlQnYA6Y1LZssDODzmQVFH6b03AL_64yLsCwCWDGtmCH41QiNk9Jil8hCxh3w0AiVpJZLzknU3PKOLFK1ujGD6QKwMHZBYETn0Xbv6lP82Sal4pqEkxNGWzsyZUVWNSWn7l_ZIi4VIS9XlBwPE/s2048/original.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1354" height="1102" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCc_jpwOwrj8ZHrIwRtZL90DcxZXPY3a0S3-D8XiyAbqlQnYA6Y1LZssDODzmQVFH6b03AL_64yLsCwCWDGtmCH41QiNk9Jil8hCxh3w0AiVpJZLzknU3PKOLFK1ujGD6QKwMHZBYETn0Xbv6lP82Sal4pqEkxNGWzsyZUVWNSWn7l_ZIi4VIS9XlBwPE/w730-h1102/original.jpg" width="730" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Princess T can ask Timmy for rides to and from School, or she'll have to Walk, if I can't get repairs done yet. The Son leaves for Work too early in the Morning to be any backup for me. TJ had come over and said he's gonna work on the John Deere Tractor Mower since his Brother was unable to fix it. I told him I can't pay any more for that right now, but he's gonna fix it anyway and try to get the Yard done for me. It is a mess and quite overgrown with a lush Clover-like Ground Cover mostly, but it has Burs that carry it's Seeds, so we need to get it mowed down before those Pods mature and go hard. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvAyay8dtEoGG7sBzLdhdQ0HcCU_43a7t3b7OQLo4C_rdRrtr3d01l8d_1WyZkQkrDEz0qbY4Iu4b7PHY8HmFtfX1inntbIUe2o95gg4-61J4JBN9tZjPZ3eVazoc3WWHLM2KoKvNEQlSb9Y_ek0z1qOLEQ4eI83qxMMF5hXrZYYP8CFlgnaJz-p-g0Y0/s1600/burclover_leaves.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="969" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvAyay8dtEoGG7sBzLdhdQ0HcCU_43a7t3b7OQLo4C_rdRrtr3d01l8d_1WyZkQkrDEz0qbY4Iu4b7PHY8HmFtfX1inntbIUe2o95gg4-61J4JBN9tZjPZ3eVazoc3WWHLM2KoKvNEQlSb9Y_ek0z1qOLEQ4eI83qxMMF5hXrZYYP8CFlgnaJz-p-g0Y0/w727-h969/burclover_leaves.jpg" width="727" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> It's actually called Bur Clover. It improves Soil and is good quality forage to grazing Livestock, which is why it's prolific in the Mini Farm Community here. Those who have Livestock would have it be good quality fresh Food for their Animals. It's very pretty and fast growing, very Green and has pretty little Yellow Flowers, so, if it wasn't for the Burs it wouldn't be a pesky plant. We haven't been able to mow our Pasture or Front Yard since the Killer Bee attacks, so, I really need for TJ to get the John Deere operational and mow it. I thought he'd quit after his Two attacks by the Bees, apparently he felt bad and reconsidered after seeing how overgrown everything became.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_PV9xadqaF3fad0li5gVkJCDdiEIRI34ijLyxw4aFw5x8fxsAp_OFkqC5KRW7jNzrlTq5qCKQ-LUZamvDwK6fNOUCrgoqkDqAgrUrCf3m9Oq_G3IP0TFXa1RdNl20Rr9ewcWS16MKa4kO7k-SA5uAwSB3q70xSMcfrzrElmbj53SCyqe0nNKkNyQbfBE/s594/MP%20Bag%20up%20close.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="594" data-original-width="441" height="984" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_PV9xadqaF3fad0li5gVkJCDdiEIRI34ijLyxw4aFw5x8fxsAp_OFkqC5KRW7jNzrlTq5qCKQ-LUZamvDwK6fNOUCrgoqkDqAgrUrCf3m9Oq_G3IP0TFXa1RdNl20Rr9ewcWS16MKa4kO7k-SA5uAwSB3q70xSMcfrzrElmbj53SCyqe0nNKkNyQbfBE/w732-h984/MP%20Bag%20up%20close.jpg" width="732" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>To hire Landscapers to do a Property this large would cost more than I can afford on a regular basis. I've even thought about getting some Goats to graze it down Naturally, but, I know nothing about tending Livestock and don't wanna be responsible for Living Things and their Care. Even Chickens, tho' tempting, I decided not to get, tho' everyone whose Raised them tells me they're easy, they're still Alive, so, I just am hesitant. I'd feel badly if they didn't do well or Predators got to them. I'm not a Farmer or Rancher type of Gal, I just wanna grow some of our own Food here and have regular Gardens I know how to Care for. We're fortunate we have great Neighbors who look out for us and we look out for them.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitAArB9MrVkv_39C19l_PbSFSWCB52AGQ317tCturejrW3wHlDCyHbBMDzH0b0x13XeEsiG-Raj-uQMsNmYEW3AOpHKSP6zt7GnDc1VT89g2MRvvY51cKcUlsB1E3sVqRNUBwJApSORhXW2RQDqxKgZ2TrfqgUsiaJFAIVu3t1bGHElSK-BmPBMUk9vOM/s5152/IMG_8028.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="984" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitAArB9MrVkv_39C19l_PbSFSWCB52AGQ317tCturejrW3wHlDCyHbBMDzH0b0x13XeEsiG-Raj-uQMsNmYEW3AOpHKSP6zt7GnDc1VT89g2MRvvY51cKcUlsB1E3sVqRNUBwJApSORhXW2RQDqxKgZ2TrfqgUsiaJFAIVu3t1bGHElSK-BmPBMUk9vOM/w738-h984/IMG_8028.JPG" width="738" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Back when TJ and Anna had no place to park their RV and live, we let them Live in our Driveway and Park it there for Two Years. They did our Yardwork and Irrigation as a Thank You, since, we wouldn't take Money and had no problem with an RV in a part of the Property we weren't using anyway. Their elderly Parents are our Next Door Neighbors and have become Friends, so it helped them be close by to help their Elders too. So, even tho' they had to Sell the RV and move in with his Parents when they became ill, to provide Caregiving, he still feels like we took care of them so he wants to take care of some of what we need still. I appreciate that, Anna is about the Age of The Daughter and TJ is slightly Younger than me, his Parents are in their 80's.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdQ6DucLYDFjOLwnV4s2tYr3i7zCmKoNRfd344zAtkSBlbDKwxi2E92w7XsCrj0JxhVXsgIowZckw_kpKj23EOhtWr1P0K6__MdS1wFbK5mwP06oDBwZEV8_KQ9XVUf8E-fbGkYbHQHvQE1nrao7N7fZxA8asbXlRswMgWdDTnLrVDthezoes7tGBHXZs/s5152/IMG_8002.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="990" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdQ6DucLYDFjOLwnV4s2tYr3i7zCmKoNRfd344zAtkSBlbDKwxi2E92w7XsCrj0JxhVXsgIowZckw_kpKj23EOhtWr1P0K6__MdS1wFbK5mwP06oDBwZEV8_KQ9XVUf8E-fbGkYbHQHvQE1nrao7N7fZxA8asbXlRswMgWdDTnLrVDthezoes7tGBHXZs/w743-h990/IMG_8002.JPG" width="743" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>It sucks that everything needs attention and outlay all at once... so, some things may have to wait to get done when I have Saved up enuf to pay for it. I'm not thinking whatever needs to be done will be inexpensive, it never is with Vehicles anymore. But, you need one, the Public Transit System here is inadequate and often dangerous, a lot of large groups of Stick Up Kids ride the Buses and Victimize Passengers, especially on a Payday, so, it's not Safe as an alternative. Even The Son had to stop using it after being targeted, they didn't get his Money, but only becoz he realized he was their Target, called me, and I met him at the next Stop, which foiled their Plan. He had Coworkers who did get robbed and rolled tho'. Often these sick Thug Punks video record their violent Crimes for kicks and put it on Social Media.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAaOfNIi9wxKUceTKtnm44TBNGQevbpzoSyiZjIZqvpigo39GT-inG_yMKiS56Th5y76VU6yCutldnapw2rUxD7Rkqr2cJkjvAsIJ6yDgp6vlX13vHAUedBZ_SISDrFjjomHXPVaRraMOTGs41ObQrtUi0RLV2Cy5Jn5lxLZmDi-iD5GcGwCbBTogaYRQ/s5152/IMG_8019.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="998" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAaOfNIi9wxKUceTKtnm44TBNGQevbpzoSyiZjIZqvpigo39GT-inG_yMKiS56Th5y76VU6yCutldnapw2rUxD7Rkqr2cJkjvAsIJ6yDgp6vlX13vHAUedBZ_SISDrFjjomHXPVaRraMOTGs41ObQrtUi0RLV2Cy5Jn5lxLZmDi-iD5GcGwCbBTogaYRQ/w749-h998/IMG_8019.JPG" width="749" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Anyway, other than that everything is Swell. *Bwahaha* If I end up being unable to go anywhere while I'm Saving Up for Vehicle Repairs, I'll just devote all the time to working on The RV Garage Mahal and sorting thru stuff to Sell, Donate and Keep. The Weather has been iffy, so I have been reluctant to drag things out in the Open, lest the Weather become suddenly inclement. Either it's nice but Windy, or torrentially Rainy and Cold... so, there's not been a break to work on things the way that I need and want to yet. While it's not in the triple digit temps I'd really Hoped it would just remain Sunny and Clear, so that I could, but, Mother Nature is not cooperating. I have so much still to do that it is often quite overwhelming and I tire out quickly.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6n9MZCFf0Anqh1r5iFCwVouReV9aYU6VTY7sJmMNi8ymwuY-dmab-FBU9XqRDKbmQiJCSJCLsfrvV8vXMT65MQQlEUkxIdQtVhsL7qofRmDQpSZELmT0XnWbNHBPzO4B64RTDppoNNQ2QfPhMrofGSEHkXVvK61yoHs3ktRA4AMYTtlClIJrwW6kNeSQ/s5152/IMG_8032.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="998" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6n9MZCFf0Anqh1r5iFCwVouReV9aYU6VTY7sJmMNi8ymwuY-dmab-FBU9XqRDKbmQiJCSJCLsfrvV8vXMT65MQQlEUkxIdQtVhsL7qofRmDQpSZELmT0XnWbNHBPzO4B64RTDppoNNQ2QfPhMrofGSEHkXVvK61yoHs3ktRA4AMYTtlClIJrwW6kNeSQ/w749-h998/IMG_8032.JPG" width="749" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>But, things are messy that I'm working on and it's spread out everywhere right now. Since, I've had to work inside and I've got a lot going on. The Daughter unpacked most of her possessions and put them in the Art Studio Space and/or the 5th Wheel. So, right now I've got her stuff and The Grandson's stuff in the Art Studio Space, which means, working in there around it is complicated. I'm Hopeful that sometime in April the Grandsons might show up with a U-Haul and retrieve all their belongings, so at least I'll be rid of all that. Then I can begin to organize that Space the way it will be most functional for me. And Ideally, move The Daughter out into the 5th Wheel, or at least all of her stuff. *Smiles*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuinoETmEydHYnB9Zcd73h0VUfnNDub11l5hL86OBiVDhsVtc9dbgZ6h9oa-xoJ3RD1iUupbTFzFoMG0FsNhaPcIWIfy9kvaIs11Klzi7PgkBnjiTSxdQtuZTfI1MMNK5tLpa7ReJzLfIhKqFQbXB-t1GkpBR-PVn8PapZpttGr-eIT6K4XAY373sX8lI/s5152/IMG_8022.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="999" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuinoETmEydHYnB9Zcd73h0VUfnNDub11l5hL86OBiVDhsVtc9dbgZ6h9oa-xoJ3RD1iUupbTFzFoMG0FsNhaPcIWIfy9kvaIs11Klzi7PgkBnjiTSxdQtuZTfI1MMNK5tLpa7ReJzLfIhKqFQbXB-t1GkpBR-PVn8PapZpttGr-eIT6K4XAY373sX8lI/w749-h999/IMG_8022.JPG" width="749" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>This was my Tiered Fabricated piece I bought from "Rusty Saturday", below is the Cherub part of it on the First Tier that you can't see in the above pix angle. Displays like this are very Useful to me and Display things nicely that I use often. Our Anniversary is Tomorrow and I doubt that The Man remembers, so, it's okay that I'll be spending it trying to get the Truck estimated and hopefully repaired. I'm only going to spend the Morning devoted to that, if the Estimate comes in too high I won't get it done, if it does come in affordable, I'll get done what we can afford to do now. I don't get Paid until Friday and that Check might cover most of it, we HOPE? Hard to tell, I know just getting 3 new Tires cost me over $800 this time around, Oil Changes are now over $100. So, even preventative maintenance can pose financially imposing. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjptyWu_LtvKouHLYM4EioG0jgvxHl3evQe5uDgrtdva5mMwQVNInf-1XxxT9_0y22sQKWv5RnIozZ379xdfWk7wqIu9ZrliAeP702znzsokKdMXwy6avZA-FVBq5OuSORHTSseyiBg3DiLIDXgw3_lKv7eGGVeBjSVk2utDhxRxJRZNQBZm8ouYmboQg8/s5152/IMG_8021.JPG" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1001" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjptyWu_LtvKouHLYM4EioG0jgvxHl3evQe5uDgrtdva5mMwQVNInf-1XxxT9_0y22sQKWv5RnIozZ379xdfWk7wqIu9ZrliAeP702znzsokKdMXwy6avZA-FVBq5OuSORHTSseyiBg3DiLIDXgw3_lKv7eGGVeBjSVk2utDhxRxJRZNQBZm8ouYmboQg8/w750-h1001/IMG_8021.JPG" width="750" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>It's why I'm focusing on Selling more and Merchandising it in an attractive way to draw in a Customer willing to spend more. You can't really appeal to the Impulse Shopper easily, since they are too random in what they Buy and how much they spend. I had some more Loss Prevention Issues, mostly due to Workers putting my Go-Backs of LPS Customers changed their Minds about, into my Showroom instead of back into the Locked Case where they should go, then, they get Stolen. *Le Sigh* So, even tho' Marked with a Case Number and not the Showroom Number on the Price Tags, I've now had Management make up some Stickers for each that says "<b><span style="color: #38761d;">LOCKED SHOWCASE</span></b>" and I put #83 under that, in hopes it brings it more to the attention of inattentive, careless or lazy Workers where they should be putting it back!?</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbNmxdBCro5JP0zOG1N2G4_grgtD0bAsbbLB-LVMapDuS4EFaVS5Q6OYebY4F33XYjzf2GvCFEzHVqKxMDGb-AC-vv6H68i6Qi4Yc4QFzu8ogubXBggYylxePQz6-B8kvB_8gabWUThJLn0_DmGgIeiHXX222kupmBtraV7CXNJP2yI1_OnfTBu6nKOKs/s5152/IMG_8027.JPG" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1001" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbNmxdBCro5JP0zOG1N2G4_grgtD0bAsbbLB-LVMapDuS4EFaVS5Q6OYebY4F33XYjzf2GvCFEzHVqKxMDGb-AC-vv6H68i6Qi4Yc4QFzu8ogubXBggYylxePQz6-B8kvB_8gabWUThJLn0_DmGgIeiHXX222kupmBtraV7CXNJP2yI1_OnfTBu6nKOKs/w751-h1001/IMG_8027.JPG" width="751" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i><br /><i>She's lost about $30 worth this Week of her LPS to Theft, due to being put back in the Showroom rather than back in the Locked Case, so, I did complain to Management about it. I managed to put back some that didn't get Stolen, but, which were in the Showroom and not the Case where they belong. So that saved not having Hundreds of Dollars worth potentially Stolen and not properly Secured. *Whew* I don't want any of those in the Showroom, but, you can't Control what Lazy or Careless and Inattentive Workers just do who aren't following the Rules or don't Care to do their Job right. Yes, it's frustrating becoz you do pay for the added Security of a Locked Case and what you have in your Locked Case should go back into it once taken out of it and not Sold.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpSXujIcGv8oPzFxI7JpHBnDCpFDmZS28pVKl69oU2XzlBa0w7loif48m-oRpK_366esZx3mFcaFFiL2HGEIND_UYUTBfhpn2DE1D9qFr5bqKJd4Jlz8etQ49yIw7hDS-G8DrIxpBcJYHVcHM4XqFZ-ykYk6gywdDreceP9e8Zeeu3kIGA2oE3ZhVvnVQ/s4164/IMG_1416.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4164" data-original-width="2793" height="1124" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpSXujIcGv8oPzFxI7JpHBnDCpFDmZS28pVKl69oU2XzlBa0w7loif48m-oRpK_366esZx3mFcaFFiL2HGEIND_UYUTBfhpn2DE1D9qFr5bqKJd4Jlz8etQ49yIw7hDS-G8DrIxpBcJYHVcHM4XqFZ-ykYk6gywdDreceP9e8Zeeu3kIGA2oE3ZhVvnVQ/w755-h1124/IMG_1416.JPG" width="755" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Anyway, you do what you can to thwart people who are dishonest, sometimes there are even Employees you can't Trust. I keep my Eye on those I know are Shady Characters, even if Management doesn't. Some Rent a lot of Space so Management doesn't wanna lose them, but, they're dishonest and some have been caught Stealing from other Vendors and should have been bounced immediately once they're known to be Thieves. Getting Police to arrest Shoplifters lately has been an effort in futility, so, unless it's Grand Theft, not worth the effort, aggravation and trouble. I think it's a mistake for Law Enforcement not to take Theft Seriously, it's not a Victimless Crime and if left unchecked, with no consequences, it spins out of Control.</i></div></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbxJhvPMpy8B7DgtcSbVuxyJIiaHOKRcg-ghs8vYjRBjm1vSG1qXLkaNKW4OIZyr_A0nwuC0fpBikYtM3hkNkcIXUs7ip4EGLTxIDMbkBg71vqvNA9fUUSKPMx8o1T30lo77IF_WXx43oyLgx47BgCuxtB2aE5bJ0_zyXlkxcpdBo-O4ksKG9aLP1mwFs/s5152/IMG_5095.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1002" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbxJhvPMpy8B7DgtcSbVuxyJIiaHOKRcg-ghs8vYjRBjm1vSG1qXLkaNKW4OIZyr_A0nwuC0fpBikYtM3hkNkcIXUs7ip4EGLTxIDMbkBg71vqvNA9fUUSKPMx8o1T30lo77IF_WXx43oyLgx47BgCuxtB2aE5bJ0_zyXlkxcpdBo-O4ksKG9aLP1mwFs/w752-h1002/IMG_5095.JPG" width="752" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>States like Cali learned the hard way what happens when their Policing Force doesn't take ALL Crime Seriously, Businesses start Closing or pulling out and going elsewhere. Jobs are lost, people don't feel Safe anymore, more Criminals move in or people turn to Crime in desperation and before you know it, the indigent and vulnerable Populations increase. Population shifts soon follow, as an Exodus of those who can leave and were most beneficial to their Communities, do. Property Values plummet. It's a difficult and expensive proposition to attempt to reverse, better and far more economical to all Residents and the State, to not have it happen in the first place. And it's not just an Urban Problem, I've Traveled enuf to see Deaths of entire Small Towns and Rural areas. That's how Ghost Towns happened.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibXWoVGU4lC8KBSJaWeR-T2QhKKqr6XowsSEwrc7t57C1T55UpqNDZEInIqnmWmYS2KLltwhrOMk8SJd76uzmaT-Vs5dpw7RPTlQTxdhJSCxUgvdQXPkSSOeXPsC3RHr0pz1h5mUuQJdFG4Dg867dEsWP3BIHEcxYcKPgYy1dvDKuhOITWDHqyN8RE_BI/s5152/IMG_7961.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1009" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibXWoVGU4lC8KBSJaWeR-T2QhKKqr6XowsSEwrc7t57C1T55UpqNDZEInIqnmWmYS2KLltwhrOMk8SJd76uzmaT-Vs5dpw7RPTlQTxdhJSCxUgvdQXPkSSOeXPsC3RHr0pz1h5mUuQJdFG4Dg867dEsWP3BIHEcxYcKPgYy1dvDKuhOITWDHqyN8RE_BI/w757-h1009/IMG_7961.JPG" width="757" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Once Abandoned, Communities decay and aren't enticing anyone to come back and re-invest in them. Urban blight is already happening in many areas. And the only ones who Love that are unscrupulous Investors and Developers who may even intentionally blight an area to scoop up Real Estate there Cheap, then Gentrify it and own enuf of it that they dictate to the City what they desire. This is how Amazon mega Warehouses that are over 800,000 sf each spring up in depressed or disadvantaged areas and exploit the Communities they operate in. Anyway... enuf of all that, now on to Positive Anniversary News!</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnUQF_kVH5WobuLuaawAqHEftfuUsqypRljmHPDR-HcnliEefFL7CbB27FCzL5CqtPr5afbk7bEdtEwmhQ_32u7Ia8O-FxCQx0fZnN3lye2AjLlePL6izmtAkwL2w446r34xT8zsNQ9Es4NYHcMHlJDOovLGIhqTVVhBr37Csg7mdCMmEOn2ggYu84eEc/s960/433435713_7664577580261751_2178117136625295394_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="1009" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnUQF_kVH5WobuLuaawAqHEftfuUsqypRljmHPDR-HcnliEefFL7CbB27FCzL5CqtPr5afbk7bEdtEwmhQ_32u7Ia8O-FxCQx0fZnN3lye2AjLlePL6izmtAkwL2w446r34xT8zsNQ9Es4NYHcMHlJDOovLGIhqTVVhBr37Csg7mdCMmEOn2ggYu84eEc/w757-h1009/433435713_7664577580261751_2178117136625295394_n.jpg" width="757" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Yes, it's our Anniversary and I began it with trepidation since I had to go straight to our Dealership with the Truck this Morning after dropping Princess T off at School. The Diagnostics were gonna be $180 and I got to talking with a Delightful Young Man who Sells the New Vehicles and he was able to work out a Sweetheart Deal for me to just buy a new 2024 Nissan Frontier Truck with tons of Extras, extended Warranty and Four Years of Free Oil Changes for Zero out of Pocket expense, a great Dealer Floored Interest Rate, Gap Insurance and a very good Trade In allowance on my 2019 Nissan Frontier. They really want Used Small Trucks becoz they have a high demand for them and had none in Stock, so, they were eager to get my Old Frontier.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDvZjVyob_i-Sgc6FLq3aRdEuhUJlz6shrO3fxutLEs_WP4a4maxYECGII7nHx-W0XxxirjnnQYrf99i6r8WMtc59NBNA0DJdyOT_2kImWyjnbSZ4O6Jr321kHHvfT5BgpHexIvh5fKzjMpIxLyeDWHej8zkZX1dG9IcSxDZYH4PS7hgimsxb8_Q8f6qw/s960/433421226_7664577746928401_4200302444273293544_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="1015" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDvZjVyob_i-Sgc6FLq3aRdEuhUJlz6shrO3fxutLEs_WP4a4maxYECGII7nHx-W0XxxirjnnQYrf99i6r8WMtc59NBNA0DJdyOT_2kImWyjnbSZ4O6Jr321kHHvfT5BgpHexIvh5fKzjMpIxLyeDWHej8zkZX1dG9IcSxDZYH4PS7hgimsxb8_Q8f6qw/w761-h1015/433421226_7664577746928401_4200302444273293544_n.jpg" width="761" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The only regret I have is that I JUST had put $800 worth of Tires on it... dammit. *LOL* But, they let me keep my Bed Extender and I've got some Step Ups on Back Order that they will install when they come in, which was an expensive Extra they threw in too for us. The 2024 is built higher than the 2019's were, so the Steps into the Vehicle are Helpful to us, I'm Short and Old, The Man is Disabled and Old, so, I liked that Feature and the Truck I chose didn't have it yet installed already. There are so many New Features that are Stock on all New Trucks that they didn't even have in 2019, so, I'm impressed. The Truck basically is a Smart Truck and does everything FOR you now. *LOL*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDZ_ikcd-iRwsdzswgDekuaghXOUZaEbJfFhFxe9V8-h9SFuQM-PNHgTV3IITlH1pfkgU6SRIWQYGYyYPVmdFujPKoRk4ziyQHJOXH_2xKxaruUDO1ahXpp3M9UwiV8bYrJVWrmNI8DglWOapCOWiJqkKeUdTRI0A48M4Jy0PCWtWrYrZ0u6txVBcBPE8/s960/433276233_7664577883595054_7062421474044011842_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="1017" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDZ_ikcd-iRwsdzswgDekuaghXOUZaEbJfFhFxe9V8-h9SFuQM-PNHgTV3IITlH1pfkgU6SRIWQYGYyYPVmdFujPKoRk4ziyQHJOXH_2xKxaruUDO1ahXpp3M9UwiV8bYrJVWrmNI8DglWOapCOWiJqkKeUdTRI0A48M4Jy0PCWtWrYrZ0u6txVBcBPE8/w763-h1017/433276233_7664577883595054_7062421474044011842_n.jpg" width="763" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The Frontiers don't come in a multitude of Colors, they only had them in a Deep Forrest Green, Two Greys {one Light Dove Grey, one Dark Gunmetal Grey}, White and a single Black one. The Black one I liked best and it had the sprayed Bed Liner and the Paint Job wasn't an Upgrade added Cost like the Green/Greys were. I didn't want another White one. And, I wouldn't have had Hundreds or Thousands to put towards a repair on an Older Vehicle with 91,000 miles on it, so, this worked out perfectly for us. I had been considering a Trade-In due to using the Old Nissan as a Work Truck and putting a lot of Miles on it. I want a Truck to be easier on now, we don't drive as much, don't Travel anymore, and aren't Working, so, we can Baby this one.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge1Wb7xrdGnxlebIMHOeyvgqeihTAMrQHJ0D8UQbmOCevND4us2IRrYpaDJsSHNOIfIoyqT3UKfniy4Sr8l97vxWMR-d5XHVLPg6Vhy6vfGLpYDhcgbykehrz0-6S-nT8CFwOJD6VYNKfJ2SMTawW4gxO_RFj4hpmqYc1udkGYJC9dCjbWCv7elvvCeQc/s960/433430373_7665229823529860_1401923457962902166_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="1018" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge1Wb7xrdGnxlebIMHOeyvgqeihTAMrQHJ0D8UQbmOCevND4us2IRrYpaDJsSHNOIfIoyqT3UKfniy4Sr8l97vxWMR-d5XHVLPg6Vhy6vfGLpYDhcgbykehrz0-6S-nT8CFwOJD6VYNKfJ2SMTawW4gxO_RFj4hpmqYc1udkGYJC9dCjbWCv7elvvCeQc/w764-h1018/433430373_7665229823529860_1401923457962902166_n.jpg" width="764" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>This is about as Clean as it's ever gonna be, so, tho' I plan to keep myself more accountable about not cluttering up the inside and keeping it cleaner, right now it's been professionally Detailed. *Winks* They also filled up the Tank, and I'd driven my Old one in on Fumes. *Ha ha ha* So, with the price of Gas, well, that was a nice Bonus. I had Equity in the Old one since I'd financed it during Pandemic at 0% so all payments had gone off Principal. I was surprised what a good Rate I was still able to get from the Dealership financing me at 5%, since I have been a repeat Customer and this is the 3rd Vehicle in a row I've bought from them. That is below all the National Rates right now, which range from 5.64%-15% or more, depending on your FICO Score. I like that this Nissan Dealership doesn't dick around and waste your time or play games, they make purchasing a Vehicle easy, quick and treat you right. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt5ZsowOBF63aNmX1o9rXgVu7utJVbnHrjFBcHCLPx-22nOgnDXF7gnHf6MoQwT47CFPxh6wvtcWnwPm0rRFegZ17H-ODA1wRwQdI4uP__RgA3L06A1uWebCp5zHSj664w1bV67S33FzRjSyNlKTGWwXhiXvpZTIZ3a1bgpkfi6WptHEokdNBoYGQi31s/s960/431758597_7665229970196512_9183961392457003774_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="1020" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt5ZsowOBF63aNmX1o9rXgVu7utJVbnHrjFBcHCLPx-22nOgnDXF7gnHf6MoQwT47CFPxh6wvtcWnwPm0rRFegZ17H-ODA1wRwQdI4uP__RgA3L06A1uWebCp5zHSj664w1bV67S33FzRjSyNlKTGWwXhiXvpZTIZ3a1bgpkfi6WptHEokdNBoYGQi31s/w765-h1020/431758597_7665229970196512_9183961392457003774_n.jpg" width="765" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>And their Service Department there is stellar too. Some Dealerships are all about Sales and not about Customer Service, this one treats you right on both ends. I like the Grey Interior, some of the other Colors were going for a Sporty Appeal to the Younger Consumers, with some Neon on the Seats, contrast Colored Stitching and such too on the Upholstery, and Unnecessary additions on the Paint Job Exteriors, I am not a Fan of that, not Necessary. Mebbe if I was in my 20's that would be a Selling Point, but, we're not. *LOL* Tho' I can be very Extra about some things, Vehicles is not one of them, I like the Savings of going Basic on anything I don't really NEED and don't wanna pay Thousands Extra for.</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRHU20e8mcL3PWFLr231dJFqxDzXDbQZZ1BDGYAWr8PAJdb570IpocVVE-koufjbCK1MPF56KrPnNvfNOtGhunxq6ofhYKSxZW9NwVXczmXJjTbY_6cLBVr9NzCrKBq5aEn8Vj-AAdkcKsIOUagB2Vlff3Yk859oxB-gphKCocfBlYnMvllWM3qQHptYs/s960/433397632_7665230180196491_4906375536246837758_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="1021" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRHU20e8mcL3PWFLr231dJFqxDzXDbQZZ1BDGYAWr8PAJdb570IpocVVE-koufjbCK1MPF56KrPnNvfNOtGhunxq6ofhYKSxZW9NwVXczmXJjTbY_6cLBVr9NzCrKBq5aEn8Vj-AAdkcKsIOUagB2Vlff3Yk859oxB-gphKCocfBlYnMvllWM3qQHptYs/w766-h1021/433397632_7665230180196491_4906375536246837758_n.jpg" width="766" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>So, this was a very nice Anniversary Pressy to ourselves and we'll easily remember the Date of it being Bought ON our Anniversary. We were out of there in the New Truck in time for Brunch and they'd had Complimentary Gourmet Coffees there at the Dealership. So, Breakfast for me had pretty much been flavored Cappuccinos and Espressos, compliments of Nissan. *Bwahahaha* After we were done, I took The Man to "Chipotle", we hadn't been there in a while, then we went to "Baskin Robbins" for Ice-Cream. Then we did some Environmental Cleanup and turned in our Aluminum at the Recycle Center. All the Guys working there saw we had a new Truck and gave us a Thumbs Up and laughed that we must be doing very well with Recycling our Cans. *Winks and LMAO*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlFrtZynvdet-NqrgZU0q-JfK9n96jg72vR5V1XmE1Yx67xacG4u9uI7i2DJUow1Nch8Ihv99YbMbbW8D0EjurxvH78GsUL_UGyTDRdzHOzF3y7NG9Sfcs6JU3jJO48MrrxynODkEupuuU8ur9PxHY660I0eOwzW6sPOVcmyXX0GVyLS0oDzgv8kieTao/s2015/433238549_7664584566927719_7406376453223628235_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1025" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlFrtZynvdet-NqrgZU0q-JfK9n96jg72vR5V1XmE1Yx67xacG4u9uI7i2DJUow1Nch8Ihv99YbMbbW8D0EjurxvH78GsUL_UGyTDRdzHOzF3y7NG9Sfcs6JU3jJO48MrrxynODkEupuuU8ur9PxHY660I0eOwzW6sPOVcmyXX0GVyLS0oDzgv8kieTao/w766-h1025/433238549_7664584566927719_7406376453223628235_n.jpg" width="766" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>It is a nice Feeling to have a Brand New Vehicle and under Warranty for everything. Once the Warranties expire is usually when things become uber expensive and start to go wrong anyway. I need Vehicles to be reliable and safe, I don't want to end up stranded or without transportation. I don't like to pour a lot of Money into an Older Vehicle with lotsa Miles on it, even if it's Paid Off. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVvAhPlE3CooUv3bEb3_f13jr-ICnwI4hWK5XIsJPcAyPMxkyG9_E3av26_BxqTfC1I24-WzLpnRiZpkopY3YI7QPd5q5iQ9GCjEYxK-eOOj3qJNEc9mxeDMy6STQneHOSCSOjjFLX4B5XbJ8mTmdMNF-EwBv62xLLzcPu317e0ZKH626hAaRQPvrTElk/s2015/433434946_7664985973554245_6588496710903564178_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVvAhPlE3CooUv3bEb3_f13jr-ICnwI4hWK5XIsJPcAyPMxkyG9_E3av26_BxqTfC1I24-WzLpnRiZpkopY3YI7QPd5q5iQ9GCjEYxK-eOOj3qJNEc9mxeDMy6STQneHOSCSOjjFLX4B5XbJ8mTmdMNF-EwBv62xLLzcPu317e0ZKH626hAaRQPvrTElk/w765-h1024/433434946_7664985973554245_6588496710903564178_n.jpg" width="765" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I had the Barbacoa at "Chipotle", it's a lot of food so this will do me for 2-3 Meals. At "Baskin-Robbins" I tried one of their new Coffee flavors and my usual scoop of Pralines 'N Cream. They were out of their new Flavor of the Month, which The Man wanted to try, it was some kind of Mexican Chocolate Brownie... he is a Chocaholic, so I think he would have liked it had they not Sold Out. I do like their new Triple Mango, and preferred it over this new Coffee Flavor actually. But, I do like to try some of the new Flavors that sound good to me. We don't eat Desserts usually or Ice-Cream very often, so, this was an Anniversary Treat.</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> </i><br /><i><br /></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRJcN9-iV9J9sDLZQ8Jx1oA_CQGeA8gaWXykSB22joKaf6t5YzWUP9rtZwrH4gsHJPsw2in6zl4UygXmgpTFHy3etXYrCuIvB_e0KASXT_jzVSzyr6w_wEvsRfLIjC6bVM_8wag8pB_C7sJSICZtD8yHmOVyBRLNa3o4Ip1tqBW0pdgyVzqqdjI2my554/s2015/433402293_7664595636926612_6848085692451981363_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1029" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRJcN9-iV9J9sDLZQ8Jx1oA_CQGeA8gaWXykSB22joKaf6t5YzWUP9rtZwrH4gsHJPsw2in6zl4UygXmgpTFHy3etXYrCuIvB_e0KASXT_jzVSzyr6w_wEvsRfLIjC6bVM_8wag8pB_C7sJSICZtD8yHmOVyBRLNa3o4Ip1tqBW0pdgyVzqqdjI2my554/w769-h1029/433402293_7664595636926612_6848085692451981363_n.jpg" width="769" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">*******</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>So it was a very unexpectedly nice Anniversary after all... Dawn... The Bohemian</i></span></p>Bohemianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825579903367960408.post-49962606531559872412024-03-17T10:08:00.000-07:002024-03-17T10:44:55.544-07:00Avoiding Drama And Headache People<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE68FUsDIYcuhgaIwaIqHssazlry8fal9sCyCvBmgN1T5YLXZNaPnmugFEPVkdr9WgBXf-WJLFSlVDn3XsBMwfpCnsJ00e67a7m0boptt79BozblN9ISu5crjfJYkGseSq_MgOPkzGYf7gWlhm6g-CnXRpuSvhTkXKKDge6ebOEUERSRLppY3ZLnS0hmM/s5152/IMG_8025.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="996" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE68FUsDIYcuhgaIwaIqHssazlry8fal9sCyCvBmgN1T5YLXZNaPnmugFEPVkdr9WgBXf-WJLFSlVDn3XsBMwfpCnsJ00e67a7m0boptt79BozblN9ISu5crjfJYkGseSq_MgOPkzGYf7gWlhm6g-CnXRpuSvhTkXKKDge6ebOEUERSRLppY3ZLnS0hmM/w746-h996/IMG_8025.JPG" width="746" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I just realized I got so damned excited to find a Tiny Hoard of those Antique Asian Lantern Christmas Bulbs, that I didn't even take a single pix of them at the Event in the Vignettes they were in!!! I was too busy excitedly grabbing them up greedily to ensure nobody else got one! *Bwahahaha* How ridiculous is that?! OMG, sometimes I'm too Funny when I spy something I Covet and have Lusted after for Years. Like I said, they are notoriously hard to find. So, probably in the last 40 Years I've only Scored Three of these, so, to find NINE at once, and for a ridiculously low price point each that I could afford to Buy them ALL and didn't have to choose, I got the Hummingbird Heart flutters! *Winks* </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNide880CRFA_CklLkJkmswrrr6P5KFL-lLyKaAjS1sQ7wm9BqFQ7quwuZt7UH7YQaH3L6A6NpMoJiAP7cKQFOZLlgbbubxB_wAbjcEtVqdC5Tad5mfrCs2jmsD90BHY_V3owe1yHlg32s1Li37cDRYvDBgQHwrzvVw-A3jLpjXAjARgomj5VdI3blm8A/s5152/IMG_8023.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="992" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNide880CRFA_CklLkJkmswrrr6P5KFL-lLyKaAjS1sQ7wm9BqFQ7quwuZt7UH7YQaH3L6A6NpMoJiAP7cKQFOZLlgbbubxB_wAbjcEtVqdC5Tad5mfrCs2jmsD90BHY_V3owe1yHlg32s1Li37cDRYvDBgQHwrzvVw-A3jLpjXAjARgomj5VdI3blm8A/w744-h992/IMG_8023.JPG" width="744" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I'm working this whole Weekend due to the Big Sale we're having and my Sales broke a personal Record and we've still got a day left of the Pay Period! We seem to be finally attracting a demographic that is Buying the better quality Merch again. So, me pivoting for the New Showroom and Locked Case is probably the perfect Timing for changing things up. To be sure they've been building Luxury Mega-Apartments galore to attract more Money to the West Valley and a huge Resort will be completed soon that is near the Big Stadium. Both are close enuf to be seen from our Property, so our Real Estate is positioned in an area that is up and coming fast so Gentrification and development is everywhere.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1DLG5iwWjnztcyRZt08f7ZYhWliqko-9J6ViDS5fO3cpxwpo9yLQVRaUxcZPtOpez-u1KH851hOdlqoW8o1Mh3LBS8AvyAT5Weg8k8PbdBbUOuzxNsbPjJ7c2efqb-kCFOdPDN7NRPKO4i5t-CrlzEscwMqocUtdldMa4c98IPa3Q9Z65cDqkkbDs3KQ/s5152/IMG_8024.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="996" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1DLG5iwWjnztcyRZt08f7ZYhWliqko-9J6ViDS5fO3cpxwpo9yLQVRaUxcZPtOpez-u1KH851hOdlqoW8o1Mh3LBS8AvyAT5Weg8k8PbdBbUOuzxNsbPjJ7c2efqb-kCFOdPDN7NRPKO4i5t-CrlzEscwMqocUtdldMa4c98IPa3Q9Z65cDqkkbDs3KQ/w747-h996/IMG_8024.JPG" width="747" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I will always have a Love-Hate Relationship with Gentrification, since, the balance of it's Positive and Negative impacts is often delicate. I do like the attraction of improvements to any Community, so long as it doesn't push the long time invested Residents out and serve only the most affluent new transplants and cave in to only their demands and whims. I am concerned when they price out the Young Locals and Seniors, while considering Housing, Entertainment and Shopping only for Tourists, Snow Birds who reside here part time, and the most affluent permanent Residents. The biggest complaint I hear now from Arizonans is that we're becoming like an East L.A. or West Chicago quickly and it's changing the distinctive Charm and unique Culture that Arizona once had.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0YAIj6uvAEKHlThficIJ72cuRF0KaAZwlZN1bhSku9Iv6TWwrUTEYy5YdhY-DYhbw8zVPV2A4yTYZyDmG9yO-iqmr0_TKxfaALBEa_Y5mi4deil-aCAsBzo9RSsQGyH_FdQLCTqkpUkddUpIdscZWzIB-MhEis5b-F_O5ubCt40q5H2ZcVUanO5_zFV0/s5152/IMG_8030.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="999" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0YAIj6uvAEKHlThficIJ72cuRF0KaAZwlZN1bhSku9Iv6TWwrUTEYy5YdhY-DYhbw8zVPV2A4yTYZyDmG9yO-iqmr0_TKxfaALBEa_Y5mi4deil-aCAsBzo9RSsQGyH_FdQLCTqkpUkddUpIdscZWzIB-MhEis5b-F_O5ubCt40q5H2ZcVUanO5_zFV0/w749-h999/IMG_8030.JPG" width="749" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>This is that Punch Bowl I'm going to Display my Handmade Beaded Hippie Bracelets and Necklaces in for the New Showroom. The Dozen Punch Cups I am just going to Sell separately, since, I only intend to Keep the Bowl as a Display Piece. It's super heavy and I love the ornate Metal Stand. Below is the Industrial Pipe I'm using for Display Racks I'll attach to the Wall, which is also quite heavy duty and I can hang Product off those Faucets. It's the Look I'm going for and I'm going to be more Mindful about Display again. I used to be very Mindful of it and about how I presented and Showcased our Merch, I knew I needed to get back to that attention to Detail. It's important and even tho' it often seems that Customers could care Less, the demographic I want to attract probably do notice and care. So, it's worth the extra effort and investment in better Displays.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqEfkdctWUM4wq0DCPMnwWst74_kg9t0fNoM5eivds1N4rafJPYYjI_3-WRZQjB3yYjzlTFGHeD4zuSuX0IarRFgvCXUi1PFgzL8Kqt_QcsQ2JHvjZeWwkRa7SU9S13uHtejoOmENifRM_VCt7c1L9J49yRaibXeY9gTijZ2cOF4I3Y9_jv5ApfDHhwU0/s5152/IMG_8020.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1006" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqEfkdctWUM4wq0DCPMnwWst74_kg9t0fNoM5eivds1N4rafJPYYjI_3-WRZQjB3yYjzlTFGHeD4zuSuX0IarRFgvCXUi1PFgzL8Kqt_QcsQ2JHvjZeWwkRa7SU9S13uHtejoOmENifRM_VCt7c1L9J49yRaibXeY9gTijZ2cOF4I3Y9_jv5ApfDHhwU0/w754-h1006/IMG_8020.JPG" width="754" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Now the Pixs Below are my Pima Basket Dancer Wooden Ceremonial pieces. The Family has asked me to Keep them rather than Sell them and since I don't know a lot about the Value, I had considered that anyway. I've never seen any like this before but the Artist is known and Creates a lot of Traditional Art of their Tribe. A Friend of ours is a Registered Pima Tribal Member, so I'm going to ask him if he can ask other Members about the Work, so I can find out more about it directly from the Tribal Sources. Online I couldn't find anything about the Basket Dancer Kachinas, just about the Traditional Practice of Pima Basket Dancing it depicts. They are quite large and there were Six of them, which, when put together, looks like the actual Dance being performed.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDSuZjqD7rbgua4VwZKEcly2jyn-hvx6tgFFY402XzXDL-PDsZjPbWQzyBfHsuO3OcrsVirFx6MxG_HhNrgHYI5ooR5w8LjxgG2aLrSBo4TWYxWQ_w7sg8F4jD9hutz5xU7gYtK_TyZOXytUY1ta5I0EU_JZOPoQHa4-MaK3c78Dmcewc7oR0TeR2sE9s/s5152/IMG_8012.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1005" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDSuZjqD7rbgua4VwZKEcly2jyn-hvx6tgFFY402XzXDL-PDsZjPbWQzyBfHsuO3OcrsVirFx6MxG_HhNrgHYI5ooR5w8LjxgG2aLrSBo4TWYxWQ_w7sg8F4jD9hutz5xU7gYtK_TyZOXytUY1ta5I0EU_JZOPoQHa4-MaK3c78Dmcewc7oR0TeR2sE9s/w754-h1005/IMG_8012.JPG" width="754" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>When I bought them I had Resale in Mind and didn't want to get Attached to them. *LOL* But, the Family really liked them and after our own Pow-Wow at Home about them, decided it would be some significant Tribal Art we should enjoy ourselves, Keep as an Investment, and Display with my other Native American Art and Ceremonial Pieces. I have culled my Collections of it over the Years, but never had a desire to get rid of all of it, since, I feel a strong Connection to it and some of mine I Inherited from my Dad and was passed down in his Family. Each Tribe has it's distinctive Traditions, Language, Culture and Art. A lot of the Art Forms were dying out, as was the Languages and Traditions, so I'm glad when I see some of the Young People reconnecting to their Rich Heritage that Colonialism tried to stifle and wipe out. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA-yLqJ_NyxbeZaocLEW6kvCHNTpZapntni2xs4rI4aBFT_4LPbNmjQfCbhQBIHsnhdAhDVgOTFHIfEfBgTCzToowQWcm5OlPAjZu2QrjSxqft6lsExxyosy7bV4pNInCFG4evce740hDCFkxc9bbsUMsycsEJo0MuM2lZ-lxZSbk6mSsArDvbkZitC0k/s5152/IMG_8015.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1007" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA-yLqJ_NyxbeZaocLEW6kvCHNTpZapntni2xs4rI4aBFT_4LPbNmjQfCbhQBIHsnhdAhDVgOTFHIfEfBgTCzToowQWcm5OlPAjZu2QrjSxqft6lsExxyosy7bV4pNInCFG4evce740hDCFkxc9bbsUMsycsEJo0MuM2lZ-lxZSbk6mSsArDvbkZitC0k/w755-h1007/IMG_8015.JPG" width="755" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Anyway, Fraijo is usually Creating and Carving Traditional Kachinas, so, I've never seen the Hopi Basket Dancer Kachinas ever before. And you know what they say, if you've never seen it before, Buy it or Shoot it. *LOL* Okay, so, couldn't resist the Dark Humor part of that Saying... but if you don't do either, nobody is likely to Believe you when you say you saw something nobody has seen before and you don't produce actual Proof/Evidence it Exists. *Winks* Anyone who knows more about these, fill me in, since, I know what I know and I don't know what I just don't know. *Smiles* I actually have a large Antique Humidor that could House these in a Display together. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjpXhnnDKIZClXUtQqdK-ks5I4xcRe_qyb6S2iAjg3gmPBGSNLpvXMC6TlD1Uv5wYUmvc0PcEUfgevq0CSXP6inB_e6ROiSG8IJ3ineF6BtUiLfkzWvQFIolQZFBPxGntJ-IcX8o6QBnQbkL7R4NPNtPhE3q6_37gG9eBvc1rnYwPpp2P3mPi3fY1aUjA/s5152/IMG_8013.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1010" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjpXhnnDKIZClXUtQqdK-ks5I4xcRe_qyb6S2iAjg3gmPBGSNLpvXMC6TlD1Uv5wYUmvc0PcEUfgevq0CSXP6inB_e6ROiSG8IJ3ineF6BtUiLfkzWvQFIolQZFBPxGntJ-IcX8o6QBnQbkL7R4NPNtPhE3q6_37gG9eBvc1rnYwPpp2P3mPi3fY1aUjA/w757-h1010/IMG_8013.JPG" width="757" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">It's exciting to Source something Unique and at a good Price too. I paid less than $90 for <b>all</b> of these. They are all Hand-Carved Wood that is then Painted, even the Baskets, which are wafer thin. I spent most of the Night Pricing Inventory I was gonna bring in for this Sale Weekend and Sell. Mostly Vintage and Specialty T-Shirts, which are Selling Out so fast I can hardly keep up with the demand. A good problem to have, my Old Showroom is packed with people every time I go in now. It makes re-stocking tricky, since, I get claustrophobic if too many people are in a small Space with me. *LOL* So, The Man was assisting me Today, he was putting the Security Devices on the Merch and putting it on the Hangars for me.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHveCrqTtRaK_WykUTV6lYiKutzZ7IGCVk1EwoCNTlWnFvhoygKIjIeHeUPe23H-9-L-CgyprAaeK92HZ5f_8DoP_mJO__ZmzWHeO7fjFc8lhlcG9GcwH_VTfgu0cOCMNVXrnjYSQsb6fYv2nzM_JL-0OBK6xjBsTyvhb8TmuW48IYj__iC5ZAGnRaVt4/s5152/IMG_8014.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1009" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHveCrqTtRaK_WykUTV6lYiKutzZ7IGCVk1EwoCNTlWnFvhoygKIjIeHeUPe23H-9-L-CgyprAaeK92HZ5f_8DoP_mJO__ZmzWHeO7fjFc8lhlcG9GcwH_VTfgu0cOCMNVXrnjYSQsb6fYv2nzM_JL-0OBK6xjBsTyvhb8TmuW48IYj__iC5ZAGnRaVt4/w757-h1009/IMG_8014.JPG" width="757" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I was Photographing some of them for Social Media and Blog Fodder, then bringing them in. People were already Buying what I was just putting out and crowding up on me. So, I was glad when I got it all done and could Exit Stage Left, until I come in Tonight for my Shift from 5-9 pm. I had some Merch to put into the Locked Case too, since, I've been Selling a lot out of there too. A lot of Race Fans are here right now since PIR {Phoenix International Raceway}, is having Races and we can hear the Race Cars from our Property, we're not very far away from that Venue either. I took The Man out for Brunch, always an incentive for him to want to do some Work with me. *Winks*</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkdML81J2CUXNldGmxVSiPRxzd4zFwJ8aMhFHgt0qeqsTjdI68VXn-cfhElRlWKZWBPPzBdTKj9uj5FRDpRfmdLMtkaa24Vx-6ZsSlEMQmgOqhX6r1CtbqOBHIVjkC0qBOsmtaK8lTtzoh3honuZv0RdPKM2kt1mu1ZzG7aqM0D_homKw_FBltWRB_nq4/s5152/IMG_8017.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1009" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkdML81J2CUXNldGmxVSiPRxzd4zFwJ8aMhFHgt0qeqsTjdI68VXn-cfhElRlWKZWBPPzBdTKj9uj5FRDpRfmdLMtkaa24Vx-6ZsSlEMQmgOqhX6r1CtbqOBHIVjkC0qBOsmtaK8lTtzoh3honuZv0RdPKM2kt1mu1ZzG7aqM0D_homKw_FBltWRB_nq4/w757-h1009/IMG_8017.JPG" width="757" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>We went to "Wildflower Bread Company" and it was long lines waiting to order and almost no seating in the Restaurant or outside on the Patio. We got a Table and I tried one of their new Breakfast Sammies that had Ham, Egg and Cheese on Ciabatta Rolls they make there. {All Food Porn is Pictured further Below.} I also got some Irish Soda Bread with Currants and Carraway, I got the 2nd to the last one they had and the Lady sitting next to us got the last one they had. *Whew* They had the Traditional too, more of that, most is by Special Order, so I was just glad to be able to get a Loaf without Ordering it in advance. I've got Corned Beef and Cabbage also cooking in the Crockpot. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhpSQ8Vxo1u5ou2o3pmxZietLbUXN_N_HhmZDvvfUmvmm6681KPLP2LFIPmh0klgWyvp3tKyEaEUN3I0rLeHHgmuYFaRIQqeHromYRALjHgK14NU1ApNv8wNRcBi5laS55grVWM1BIf-0ZEuY_kfJ7tzVfaPUj1jRlpGqCG5WuhCFAt0LQ-HBBrcpE2Ek/s5152/IMG_8016.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1012" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhpSQ8Vxo1u5ou2o3pmxZietLbUXN_N_HhmZDvvfUmvmm6681KPLP2LFIPmh0klgWyvp3tKyEaEUN3I0rLeHHgmuYFaRIQqeHromYRALjHgK14NU1ApNv8wNRcBi5laS55grVWM1BIf-0ZEuY_kfJ7tzVfaPUj1jRlpGqCG5WuhCFAt0LQ-HBBrcpE2Ek/w759-h1012/IMG_8016.JPG" width="759" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">My Mom's Mother was Irish, and moved to North Wales and Married a Welshman who was Didi Kai. My Gran-Gran was Raised by a Chinese Family, since his Mother was Widowed and had a Dozen Kids, so a Chinese Family she knew took in the Youngest Five and Raised them as if their own. My Maternal Grandparents both had Colorful Histories and Interesting Heritages that were very different than average European Families. My Irish Nanna had Blue Black Curly Hair and the most Beautiful Green Eyes, my Grandson, The Young Prince, has her Eyes. She was an Entertainer, Sang Beautifully, Danced Professionally, Acted on Stage, played Instruments... her whole Family were like that in fact.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin10NWYOnaollS74_PB5czUsG5ghVmwbG4jXpJ5Q1Gm0RMCzXNl553K58sAcBHX94tnY4d2Ye2cziu8UyQuDIZv01bslgAzrFRAP1pDRVIzJnL9in0DicSL093y8Uvkc2yCV-T9fYLXyF0tLDauZFoKqXFNOvIH_y08Mr4R5dMJZFUj_X8OJMjFl8wCGI/s5152/IMG_8011.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1012" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin10NWYOnaollS74_PB5czUsG5ghVmwbG4jXpJ5Q1Gm0RMCzXNl553K58sAcBHX94tnY4d2Ye2cziu8UyQuDIZv01bslgAzrFRAP1pDRVIzJnL9in0DicSL093y8Uvkc2yCV-T9fYLXyF0tLDauZFoKqXFNOvIH_y08Mr4R5dMJZFUj_X8OJMjFl8wCGI/w759-h1012/IMG_8011.JPG" width="759" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Becoz my Gran-Gran married outside of the Didi Kai Culture tho', which was frowned upon with most Gypsy Clans in those days, my Nanna was not close to any of his Family. They strongly disapproved, just like my Dad's Family did when he Married outside of his Culture. And so I never met any of them related to my Welsh Gran-Gran and it was rarely discussed about that side of the Family. My Gran-Gran did take me to Chinatown where he grew up tho', he was very integrated into the Chinese Culture, due to the Dear Family who helped his Widowed Mom Raise half of her Kiddos. I found it fascinating to hear the Stories my Grandparents told. But, like my Dad's side, you never were quite sure how much was embellished to make it more Theatrical and Dramatic for Storytelling Purposes? *LOL*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4W6Rf4h8ne03emuOteFWAK802-FLatqAtmpuSmGYCPAmQY3zFduxzXS1fRN177ONaZVXMkCMfXHOJtBIyJoHB5JE3FuH_iY2XEnuNKaBYrdTjXLJX_OzPhcT-uAG2lcpIXHCwCYtRGeD7_fVThjQ_1-Nx8sEWff5jbg_39Mq0c8LHcEcdz0J_kyRcrUs/s5152/IMG_8018.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1016" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4W6Rf4h8ne03emuOteFWAK802-FLatqAtmpuSmGYCPAmQY3zFduxzXS1fRN177ONaZVXMkCMfXHOJtBIyJoHB5JE3FuH_iY2XEnuNKaBYrdTjXLJX_OzPhcT-uAG2lcpIXHCwCYtRGeD7_fVThjQ_1-Nx8sEWff5jbg_39Mq0c8LHcEcdz0J_kyRcrUs/w762-h1016/IMG_8018.JPG" width="762" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>When you're a Kid you don't really Care, Children have the Wildest of Imaginations anyway, and so a good Story is just something you can take and run with on the Canvas of your own Imagination. And retell to Future Generations, and nobody much Cares how much of it is accurate or was the Storyteller's version of it? *Smiles* Neither my Dad's Family nor my Mom's Family had Televisions so Storytelling was what Families did for Entertainment and the Elders usually told the Stories. Later on I think my Nanna did finally get a TV when she was very Old, and for some reason had an infatuation with watching Golf, of all things! *LOL* I think my Native American Grandma went to someone else's Home that had Utilities, to watch a TV, and she had an infatuation with Soap Operas like General Hospital, from what my Parents told me. *LOL* </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPXtfTeHjIXbdr31KeSdB4Mf8-dXEt1KCPapceAa09BKNouH2zjwzNxigQOtC7uo8XOfq8kcb4wWHHNbyzvZPTSb14kPX1LMPLZlio7m05vfMxeUnfrbFF06JXg1AktQFELswCyQx8bZKlvxU7wrRmzsw78rulyLTR-fElBQLKnSVrvhsDtnB69Ke8n5Y/s5152/IMG_8034.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1016" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPXtfTeHjIXbdr31KeSdB4Mf8-dXEt1KCPapceAa09BKNouH2zjwzNxigQOtC7uo8XOfq8kcb4wWHHNbyzvZPTSb14kPX1LMPLZlio7m05vfMxeUnfrbFF06JXg1AktQFELswCyQx8bZKlvxU7wrRmzsw78rulyLTR-fElBQLKnSVrvhsDtnB69Ke8n5Y/w762-h1016/IMG_8034.JPG" width="762" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I know that neither sets of my Grandparents ever owned a Car... and neither did my Mom's Siblings. We're very Spoiled when you consider what past Generations managed quite well to live without. I myself didn't own a TV until I was in my late 20's. And becoz I had never really had one for so long, I still don't watch it much and didn't miss not having something everyone else seemed to not be able to do without. Princess T also rarely ever watches TV and neither do my Adult Children, since, we just didn't watch one hardly at all. Now, The Man is a whole other Story, he can't LIVE without his TV Shows and seems Lost if the TV Cable goes out. *LOL* The Kiddos and I are always doing something and it's hard for us to sit thru TV Shows and do nothing for Hours on end.</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxycdWHcsJQ_zREyy8leq72qcWNKtTI8AvcAucQmI97DKzUajmbkFuHf6jrS1rfWSdLvwzDy1nVfCL2cNTblyHuXQm0Slh3AKBWG7IeJyK5jgA2S4P3QutmM51iQ5aRjabw5tcVjSKhZyuCmv-jRN8ai5_3pWaJ38Hqndg9qDHKBRR911J8VdlVQI7Y58/s1635/pkw_2629.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1635" data-original-width="873" height="1428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxycdWHcsJQ_zREyy8leq72qcWNKtTI8AvcAucQmI97DKzUajmbkFuHf6jrS1rfWSdLvwzDy1nVfCL2cNTblyHuXQm0Slh3AKBWG7IeJyK5jgA2S4P3QutmM51iQ5aRjabw5tcVjSKhZyuCmv-jRN8ai5_3pWaJ38Hqndg9qDHKBRR911J8VdlVQI7Y58/w763-h1428/pkw_2629.jpg" width="763" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>There's a lot of Modern stuff I just don't have attachments to, Shoes being one of them, I go Barefoot a LOT and always have. My Dad once told me he didn't own a pair of Shoes until he joined the Military as a Teenager. He'd never seen a Doctor or a Dentist before he joined the Military either, he relied exclusively on Tribal remedies his entire Life actually. I think during his 27 Year Military Career he missed only ONE DAY of Work, due to some Broken Ribs, and that was only half a Day while they taped him up and sent him back to Work! I just never saw him be a sickly person until his Geriatric Years and I never heard him Complain about anything ever, or speak badly of anyone. He and my Mom were very, very Superstitious tho', and you couldn't mock their Superstitions or Talismans offered up for Protection, as it was Culturally significant to them both, so, they rigidly followed the do's and don'ts of them.</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_F1xZs6nBDVUzMiYUVYa9LWgOkalxr79ZZU1ZPTVylSJO1TcKx27eQhbCq8ZmizrhwuuFxDtcQSxPI3wvBA4d6bX6U9qUUMhAxyTUnc7Z9iLV7Wn3je_ba2GS7D06pEUEmy_HdxG-aGi53M4KQKMc6mw4HFvKE8fr8vHRgzXTIi558KGyYXBTcChJ2pM/s2015/433430271_7657140304338812_4217813058829512261_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_F1xZs6nBDVUzMiYUVYa9LWgOkalxr79ZZU1ZPTVylSJO1TcKx27eQhbCq8ZmizrhwuuFxDtcQSxPI3wvBA4d6bX6U9qUUMhAxyTUnc7Z9iLV7Wn3je_ba2GS7D06pEUEmy_HdxG-aGi53M4KQKMc6mw4HFvKE8fr8vHRgzXTIi558KGyYXBTcChJ2pM/w765-h1024/433430271_7657140304338812_4217813058829512261_n.jpg" width="765" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>And now for some of my T-Shirts that I Photographed for Blog Fodder before putting them up in the Showroom For Sale. Above is a Sailor Moon Tee {Which The Young Prince panicked and erroneously thought was his, he has one just like it apparently, LOL}, Below is a Hippie Inspired Tee.</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfnJYbmod8ecqITs9KVW4nKXZuyGKM23ZrFSj5zBvP2sOuQObX6wZ511Bwuhgjuy6bimYcWDaVGEgT5OiU5MUegMsTo7KR0s0_VhFekPCnxXFeqM_tplFbPMlUO8h17xQJp4ozvmF_OroV0jDE1tyh77iUL9NjdmY5d9Or0mSQ6yCWzuLfmA4Lp8J0H_w/s2015/433417718_7657142224338620_6137105753592021725_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1026" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfnJYbmod8ecqITs9KVW4nKXZuyGKM23ZrFSj5zBvP2sOuQObX6wZ511Bwuhgjuy6bimYcWDaVGEgT5OiU5MUegMsTo7KR0s0_VhFekPCnxXFeqM_tplFbPMlUO8h17xQJp4ozvmF_OroV0jDE1tyh77iUL9NjdmY5d9Or0mSQ6yCWzuLfmA4Lp8J0H_w/w766-h1026/433417718_7657142224338620_6137105753592021725_n.jpg" width="766" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>A couple Images Below is a Snoop Dogg Tee, which is hilarious, but, sadly, not my Size, or I would have kept it... and below that is an Ouija Hoodie Crop Top Sweatshirt... a Marilyn Monroe does MJ Tee... and a Vintage Beatles Tee. I had a large Box full of Tees and Sweatshirts, I didn't Photograph them all, not enuf Time to be that anal about it. *LOL* I had a Barrio Queen Sweatshirt, numerous Anime T-Shirts, and a Special Edition Star Wars T-Shirt among those I didn't Photograph. I even had a 1970's Vintage Style T-Shirt that had a Jive Turkey on it. {Below} *LMAO, that brought back some fond Slang Memories of that Era* </i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXvlvLrUMcwK3Hov4yznQb0UFWo0xURqUOg3j5z3zIYkv5pqaJsSZSsw5_HkeyhUOAopSDPT4LloOLEDXJ5FqZncdeEhrA9t-d2jPsh7FZx96hBr1pp_cGkj6AmOPMGjXMpwYS_MP5uhrE7qKucRsR4eWQKPqTtssfGbHo-edCKmMve3rX0L_1ea45_30/s454/jive-thanksgiving-turkey-day-funny-face-vintage-retro-style-mens-t-shirt-back-20231026110828-lwskdhhn.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="454" data-original-width="317" height="1103" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXvlvLrUMcwK3Hov4yznQb0UFWo0xURqUOg3j5z3zIYkv5pqaJsSZSsw5_HkeyhUOAopSDPT4LloOLEDXJ5FqZncdeEhrA9t-d2jPsh7FZx96hBr1pp_cGkj6AmOPMGjXMpwYS_MP5uhrE7qKucRsR4eWQKPqTtssfGbHo-edCKmMve3rX0L_1ea45_30/w768-h1103/jive-thanksgiving-turkey-day-funny-face-vintage-retro-style-mens-t-shirt-back-20231026110828-lwskdhhn.jpg" width="768" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I know, I'm Dating myself, but, everything Retro is coming back around and the Young People are Loving it!!! There are other Vendors doing Vintage and Specialty Wardrobe, but, most of them are carrying what they do. I carry what I'd wear myself or comes directly out of the Wardrobe of our Family and is our Aesthetic and Style. Princess T is the one that began Selling Wardrobe first and Customers kept requesting more, so, now we enjoy carrying it and Sourcing it if we've purged enuf out of our own Wardrobes. *LOL*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX3FYryaRJBZQBUvVK7a22LNTSMyEgwLwK7ulcKEJ_gH8hBQL9TCOUE8QFFlBEowk6WHi60ZENkLRRF9p4oUr3xZz5BWvBqJxnoz7fp3aFQu4AuwvtwNuVw3BOkjt7U_Jq9LQHohJeuFyKGja_vN82TFFTWutQXwPpYN5lSWB_DwVEL1e4UuBGxp8PPYA/s2015/433386903_7657141531005356_7782215221198556137_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1029" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX3FYryaRJBZQBUvVK7a22LNTSMyEgwLwK7ulcKEJ_gH8hBQL9TCOUE8QFFlBEowk6WHi60ZENkLRRF9p4oUr3xZz5BWvBqJxnoz7fp3aFQu4AuwvtwNuVw3BOkjt7U_Jq9LQHohJeuFyKGja_vN82TFFTWutQXwPpYN5lSWB_DwVEL1e4UuBGxp8PPYA/w769-h1029/433386903_7657141531005356_7782215221198556137_n.jpg" width="769" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I brought in some Tiny Foods to put into the Locked Case. I have a lot of it but wouldn't put it in the Showroom since that has a high loss prevention issue and you'd have more stolen than bought. People who make Dioramas or Dollhouses can't get enuf of those tiny Smalls and in Craft Stores they are outrageously priced. And, some folks just Collect them, and I have for a long time, so, it was time to Purge some of the Cache' of it I had in Antique Typeset Cabinets or Vintage Canning Jars. I'll even Photograph some of my Stash for this Post so you know what I've been Hoarding Up for Years... since... well, apparently I'm not a Well Woman like that. *Bwahahaha* Ooops, forgot to Photograph it, mebbe another time...</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-pqk0xoiUy5nXEs-Tz8pwq74CU430bvgqhTsHIOVecAdd_bqeBgTUtzl-ujLk-Yb6u7xzHuHY9_tyaYvZHqB_BV8_Q_qMIZmM_PpbZoP8ZWpF8sTx5m24OUHT-eD4wynGzuNkO3aLxdIGK8f0QA_cqB-nmPc1Aio980v4x4uhHRk90s1V2GvzuliaKmc/s2015/433382299_7657065357679640_6996306524571806098_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1031" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-pqk0xoiUy5nXEs-Tz8pwq74CU430bvgqhTsHIOVecAdd_bqeBgTUtzl-ujLk-Yb6u7xzHuHY9_tyaYvZHqB_BV8_Q_qMIZmM_PpbZoP8ZWpF8sTx5m24OUHT-eD4wynGzuNkO3aLxdIGK8f0QA_cqB-nmPc1Aio980v4x4uhHRk90s1V2GvzuliaKmc/w770-h1031/433382299_7657065357679640_6996306524571806098_n.jpg" width="770" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>And, since The Man and I had our Taxes done Yesterday and ended up Owing even more than last Year, which seems to happen every fucking Year now since 2016... it was time to part with some Money Makers to recoup what Uncle Sugar drained out of us for 2023's Taxes. *Le Sigh* I've said it before, don't mind paying our Fair Share, but when Billionaires are Tax Evading and getting away with it for Decades with zero consequences, well, it just pisses me off that the IRS isn't going after the obscenely Rich not paying any Taxes at all. The National Debt would be greatly reduced if the most affluent were paying even a fraction of the percentage the rest of us are Taxed... just sayin'. So, yeah, getting Taxes done was depressing and costly... again.</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQUsrlqgrTdWDfLziMVwDnSmjnTf84TLTtuyOD70kxKqvUCZ52I66CI5az147D2xj-EwqmHh96guv9zBnIaKM8cx_ww65ZLhf3NWZhMAggK2ULlwec1hvl9-O6z8iPhKJ9rGVnNpLJoXUUj2KFRKsRtSWlh03ukB1WlL5hg_-w8szPBjJCJkW4TeZgT5k/s2015/433331916_7657066451012864_2516501394973812948_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1036" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQUsrlqgrTdWDfLziMVwDnSmjnTf84TLTtuyOD70kxKqvUCZ52I66CI5az147D2xj-EwqmHh96guv9zBnIaKM8cx_ww65ZLhf3NWZhMAggK2ULlwec1hvl9-O6z8iPhKJ9rGVnNpLJoXUUj2KFRKsRtSWlh03ukB1WlL5hg_-w8szPBjJCJkW4TeZgT5k/w774-h1036/433331916_7657066451012864_2516501394973812948_n.jpg" width="774" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>On the way in to Work my Brake Light now went on along with the Check Engine Light, so, I'm not gonna be able to put off taking it in to the Dealership even tho' I can't afford repairs right now. After having to Buy 3 new Tires, pay Taxes, pay for Repairs to the John Deere that's still not working, and expensive repairs on one of the Air Conditioning Units in less than 5 Weeks, I'm tapped out with major expenses. *Le Sigh* Ah, well, it's always something, I'll have to see what the estimate is and do whatever I can with it? So, I went in to Work not in the best Head Space to deal with any Drama or further Headaches. I knew it was gonna be busy and a Sale, so they'd have Extras, like me, that they would be calling in for added coverage, that would mean supply shortages of what we need for Working, like Customer Service Carts. </i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_4wgZIRy8vPUVfF3TlGjplsyumMXkLXafl7TDmKNTlXXxpjzHtOovS5hvAlaeWyOa1I5aTypgvo1nfV_E43ZHQV2ob2DYv3vw2ntsjCp5rmp15eLO6uZKLFB_h_o61NAZ7pbGlMLC1qQFffpWypfrW-0I4f7ftbw7K2eIVQVX4FoEDe5uX5OlaGTVdEk/s2015/433279329_7657067801012729_387061385819872841_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1035" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_4wgZIRy8vPUVfF3TlGjplsyumMXkLXafl7TDmKNTlXXxpjzHtOovS5hvAlaeWyOa1I5aTypgvo1nfV_E43ZHQV2ob2DYv3vw2ntsjCp5rmp15eLO6uZKLFB_h_o61NAZ7pbGlMLC1qQFffpWypfrW-0I4f7ftbw7K2eIVQVX4FoEDe5uX5OlaGTVdEk/w773-h1035/433279329_7657067801012729_387061385819872841_n.jpg" width="773" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Long time Readers might recall The Cart Dramas that can unfurl with certain Co-Workers who are prone to being Drama and a Headache. I don't Work with Pain in the Ass People and Management knows this, but, I try very hard to get along and play well with others, so I do what I can to avoid potential confrontations, posturing or politics among the Problem People. We all know who they are, and usually I just Opt Out of any Shift they're on. This Saturday I'd commit to Working, I didn't know who'd be on Shift for the Sale or usually works a Saturday Night. I just know the Slacker People tend to be uber cranky on busy days where they know they will actually have to work and put forth effort. *Eye Roll* I came in more than an Hour early to ensure I'd snag a Cart during Shift Change and ask someone working, in advance, if I could have theirs at 5:00 pm?</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsfr8RPLc6iF_Upu6V7w6absexw4BfNjFhrhuL_ffvXX_UBQ8QLmtj_ll8Nt9U_Bc1KJWS_w7u5Xa_idohqtos7WfqEXsNkNAgzEYbqro4AWONROqlWAo5sRB8odId61TreLxNNnh0fMIumOKl2pBflmy-B3mkJhY5TutUN4B3PaGndNeElTjRohQUWQA/s1000/Lucifer-every-power-and-ability-he-has-had-in-the-show-.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="775" height="1000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsfr8RPLc6iF_Upu6V7w6absexw4BfNjFhrhuL_ffvXX_UBQ8QLmtj_ll8Nt9U_Bc1KJWS_w7u5Xa_idohqtos7WfqEXsNkNAgzEYbqro4AWONROqlWAo5sRB8odId61TreLxNNnh0fMIumOKl2pBflmy-B3mkJhY5TutUN4B3PaGndNeElTjRohQUWQA/w775-h1000/Lucifer-every-power-and-ability-he-has-had-in-the-show-.jpg" width="775" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Well, wouldn't ya know it was the Pissy Posse of a few of the Problematic Females there working. Awwww shit... and after I asked Three different ones if I could have their Cart at Shift Change, and they were "Holding" theirs for {fill in the Blank of someone not even there yet}, I went up to the Night Manager, a Friend of mine, and told her, sorry, but I'm going just Home. This Shift is gonna be Drama and a Headache and I can't deal with Cart Drama again or you'll have a Situation, so, it's best I just leave, and I'm perfectly Okay with that. *Winks* Well, some of the Guys on Shift, who are all Sweethearts, overhear the exchange. They all know how I am about anyone that even Smells like Drama and a Headache, and nobody wants ME leaving on an Asses to Elbows busy Shift. They'd rather have a Biddie Brigade one leave if somebody's gotta go. *Bwahahaha* So, they assure me they'll give up one of their Carts. *Awww, Bless 'em, but, it'll Work for me, since, I didn't wanna go all Lucifer The Devil and nobody wants to see Dark Dawn unleashed on any Problem Person that Night. Winks*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk9QaOke_Di2-VgLqO2Lbabt5TNhYI7sRVXkIGb6n70EIZlh-oNTs1CvcA5dQHKUD7IHaSYXl5Rn5woPpfDL9jJEOVLb9u47vbyjKnyU4ODp7249zbjD8gRZh8eV4IVT_9YIYadP89uZur9Jzr8J6fS9q4Mlj5SNWE6DMwfnCQxLvDok4nlrsCap-EKo8/s5152/IMG_7434.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1033" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk9QaOke_Di2-VgLqO2Lbabt5TNhYI7sRVXkIGb6n70EIZlh-oNTs1CvcA5dQHKUD7IHaSYXl5Rn5woPpfDL9jJEOVLb9u47vbyjKnyU4ODp7249zbjD8gRZh8eV4IVT_9YIYadP89uZur9Jzr8J6fS9q4Mlj5SNWE6DMwfnCQxLvDok4nlrsCap-EKo8/w775-h1033/IMG_7434.JPG" width="775" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I wouldn't want Dinner and a Show to play out, we were too busy for High Drama and it's a Bad Look for our Establishment. I have Diabetic Neuropathy in my Extremities, so I can't balance Product without adequate supplies like the Carts tho', so, I just can't risk not having one during a whole busy Shift. Plus, right now I got my injured Foot and need it for Balance. Nor am I juggling shit when I don't have to, I have no problem leaving and ditching a Shift if there's not enuf supplies to go around and people begin fussing over what there is of it. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX2k7-ZUYDqvacAHdP7ZffC53b2gOFUNtei8lNDK5oxpGkJexP8gD1yyPGAowDeQ4FLQfBZSScderUNwN9mHuTfo8136T_zW_7jyUXuU1DwGrjG9A3iL-Bgqo2IbuDuHAEWZcvOB-IGhqZ_eiTyswoSuqVO2ytDpu7bp0uuj3HLKoSm_5dCnZVyTSwKco/s960/432435447_7660429194009923_5773778296888557674_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="1034" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX2k7-ZUYDqvacAHdP7ZffC53b2gOFUNtei8lNDK5oxpGkJexP8gD1yyPGAowDeQ4FLQfBZSScderUNwN9mHuTfo8136T_zW_7jyUXuU1DwGrjG9A3iL-Bgqo2IbuDuHAEWZcvOB-IGhqZ_eiTyswoSuqVO2ytDpu7bp0uuj3HLKoSm_5dCnZVyTSwKco/w775-h1034/432435447_7660429194009923_5773778296888557674_n.jpg" width="775" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> It's just not worth it to me, there's been Situations before and when someone gets Confrontational with me about it, well, it won't be a good day to be them, let us just say. I want to be Professional, Chill and Maintain my Calm in any working environment, but, don't Test me with your Bullshit and being a Drama Queen, or be someone too difficult to Work with, in Retirement, I don't Need it and have Zero Tolerance for it. No exceptions.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1C0mMjQE2khQPoJrFzKO3vRrHgPwu16b5zoQ9skwqhHJ_nQDdHX6bVKMBIM7baMHJmNDOMBVjOE2-BNrfI9_ddG8oRlQV59D-Pl2sm5Kj2tZVB6NWDB0Mxbv4NEM_WlHq4mWpVPSV3HOE84mgCH79oamFDB5ATAMJ64xKPy9Bk2fdSY26G97yMKpP4sU/s2015/433318034_7656909394361903_1063094374226659595_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1023" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1C0mMjQE2khQPoJrFzKO3vRrHgPwu16b5zoQ9skwqhHJ_nQDdHX6bVKMBIM7baMHJmNDOMBVjOE2-BNrfI9_ddG8oRlQV59D-Pl2sm5Kj2tZVB6NWDB0Mxbv4NEM_WlHq4mWpVPSV3HOE84mgCH79oamFDB5ATAMJ64xKPy9Bk2fdSY26G97yMKpP4sU/w765-h1023/433318034_7656909394361903_1063094374226659595_n.jpg" width="765" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>So, that's how the Shift started and all the Male Co-Workers on Shift that Night were Friends of mine I enjoy working alongside. There was plenty of coverage if nobody quit, so, the Shift then went smoothly enuf and I just avoid a lot of contact with any Problem Person during a Shift where some of them are present. I can be Cordial and Kind, to everyone, if they Behave towards me personally we won't have any problems, we don't have to Like each other, just do your Job and things will be copacetic. *Winks* The Men were complaining about the Biddie Brigade to me often during the Night, since, it can be a bit much to work with certain People and it annoys everyone to be pulling a Shift alongside the Problem People. I don't mind hearing a Vent that is totally justified, I understand the frustration of it.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCf9YgVXVpB_RFbV58LJvQUlyfQmzBGK8Pm3l41skPn4nO5rffHebBj0NoROPGxlzO9oCLBOCyB4Zt7BrmKWbIA7W3GQHwQFZAhA3EtDAAREgT2MQyNUg2ZDQRiQ4MG3qcIaRY2egqb6Zo5V8p7xrV1zt14ABStIa-cSKzyW0qfR57-WKpjpxhpN1hD5w/s2015/432627446_7656904747695701_4953699085826293099_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1026" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCf9YgVXVpB_RFbV58LJvQUlyfQmzBGK8Pm3l41skPn4nO5rffHebBj0NoROPGxlzO9oCLBOCyB4Zt7BrmKWbIA7W3GQHwQFZAhA3EtDAAREgT2MQyNUg2ZDQRiQ4MG3qcIaRY2egqb6Zo5V8p7xrV1zt14ABStIa-cSKzyW0qfR57-WKpjpxhpN1hD5w/w766-h1026/432627446_7656904747695701_4953699085826293099_n.jpg" width="766" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Sometimes you just can't rid yourselves of Staff who are a problem tho', not enuf coverage, so, it is what it just is and why I rarely accept a Shift unless I know whose On for it. *LOL* This time they'd really pleaded with me to take a Saturday Night Sale Shift, so I kinda 'knew' that the possibility of having to work with some Issues was very likely. *Winks* Disaster was averted tho' and we had enuf good Workers to make up for the ones that most would rather not have to work with if we can avoid doing so. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRZVeCjfB2jP0vCx2AtUEGKTNZjDr1xhzEp9dvewpwc15rXAmbxr7Gd8wQuwp8miCJHCiAoFTnHUo2wQ6wugLiFOAMWuUUOk8HbF1uMtO34WmzQgsdbPW-p2-8e-ezhV28ca5vfJtpR-lPbR-PAGvQn1XaAEST1jV3vbkfzzKHtOcedP6VMNyhMemY-BM/s960/432488583_7660428947343281_7322453580629504258_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="1029" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRZVeCjfB2jP0vCx2AtUEGKTNZjDr1xhzEp9dvewpwc15rXAmbxr7Gd8wQuwp8miCJHCiAoFTnHUo2wQ6wugLiFOAMWuUUOk8HbF1uMtO34WmzQgsdbPW-p2-8e-ezhV28ca5vfJtpR-lPbR-PAGvQn1XaAEST1jV3vbkfzzKHtOcedP6VMNyhMemY-BM/w772-h1029/432488583_7660428947343281_7322453580629504258_n.jpg" width="772" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> I think Management now tries to put any Problematic People that everyone else complains about, on the same Shift, Birds of a Feather and all that. *Bwahahaha* Actually, they tend to do Okay with each other since, similar Work Habits... but, it won't mean the most efficient or pleasant Shift for anyone not "Of Them", that's a fact. *Eye Roll and LOL* Folks who are a Pain in the Ass in their State of Being, well, rarely live up to any positive potential they might have.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdBo4Q99-A_uSvBrKyJKGsgaUVK160PltEAQ4d18N3TymKK1A12Uq1CZDbicDeDuixumF2X3q6gbRc0AcHGr1HoJZHz9mStsewEfXeblgSTveh92vkd7QL-knfskgsGTl7QcnsW9MxxZPMlKkbn-iDrbJehRB9QXkPf8JP1KF1pnu5npoB3dJzkevQpQo/s2015/432524352_7656902287695947_6996826221305766310_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1030" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdBo4Q99-A_uSvBrKyJKGsgaUVK160PltEAQ4d18N3TymKK1A12Uq1CZDbicDeDuixumF2X3q6gbRc0AcHGr1HoJZHz9mStsewEfXeblgSTveh92vkd7QL-knfskgsGTl7QcnsW9MxxZPMlKkbn-iDrbJehRB9QXkPf8JP1KF1pnu5npoB3dJzkevQpQo/w769-h1030/432524352_7656902287695947_6996826221305766310_n.jpg" width="769" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>One of the Older Gals I have a Nickname for, which is Submarine Lady, since, she is Retired Navy and actually did work on a Submarine. She's the one that spread The Rona around the Mall during Pandemic by coming in when she knew she had it! I caught it slightly thereafter having worked with her when she apparently was contagious. We only found out after the fact, and since I almost Died with a bad Case of it, have tried not to spend time around the Woman, she's not responsible about staying Home when she's Sick and should. And, she's a chronic Complainer and malcontent sort of Being, whose always saying she's not feeling Well, this Night was no exception. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTwYMZEWLgCFGdsw8slzLMp3gPfG-T3H7q_Id9k6dcD6adrrkCC0M_txl0SaM6Ndh5X5IS8uZNB1pnVfy-DwHkbjCnxYm2PbcKTwOhyphenhyphenrkRTjOtwh37wGXKn1QCmbZZWd6l7xSHNDLfOxFEt2u43q1_k3Yrc28B40VbUuWLDtyRODJmW-T6jZ36Dy_lpyI/s5152/IMG_7740.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1027" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTwYMZEWLgCFGdsw8slzLMp3gPfG-T3H7q_Id9k6dcD6adrrkCC0M_txl0SaM6Ndh5X5IS8uZNB1pnVfy-DwHkbjCnxYm2PbcKTwOhyphenhyphenrkRTjOtwh37wGXKn1QCmbZZWd6l7xSHNDLfOxFEt2u43q1_k3Yrc28B40VbUuWLDtyRODJmW-T6jZ36Dy_lpyI/w770-h1027/IMG_7740.JPG" width="770" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> So, I'm Civil, Cordial, but Honestly, she's the type of Person that can be a Black Cloud Person and her Energy is rarely anything but Negative, so, the less exposure, the better. She thought she 'might' be having a Diabetic Episode, but no telling what ailed her this time, I wasn't taking any chances lest she have something contagious again?! She whined thru most of the Shift and was wanting Sympathy and clearly wanting Attention, but, if you feel that bad, just go Home, Okay, better for everyone. Nobody truly feeling Unwell is that much Help anyway. I'm an Insulin Dependent Diabetic, and if she was having an Episode or hers isn't Stabilized, best she take Care of it appropriately. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWOGByXYLq-O2n6szAX0M0Gkwfk0dDVnl32Q7jGQrKzDX0cc3qY8Yc-a3J8DUUsYjWi2kNSlHbU7d2zvil9xuuldJGVArTBo0Q6N0SUN7GfTAFdCEH4CT2gz4hvKXKqNCzR0XjDkkg3u9hkSGV18PmwNEktcPiHCKy2syfipH-NXLavW6jeGlQ1-xq1CQ/s5152/IMG_1619.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1027" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWOGByXYLq-O2n6szAX0M0Gkwfk0dDVnl32Q7jGQrKzDX0cc3qY8Yc-a3J8DUUsYjWi2kNSlHbU7d2zvil9xuuldJGVArTBo0Q6N0SUN7GfTAFdCEH4CT2gz4hvKXKqNCzR0XjDkkg3u9hkSGV18PmwNEktcPiHCKy2syfipH-NXLavW6jeGlQ1-xq1CQ/w770-h1027/IMG_1619.JPG" width="770" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> She was going around dramatically begging everyone for Candy Bars and the Kindest ones were Buying her some or forfeiting theirs they brought. Listen, GO HOME or bring your Medications if your condition is dire!!! After shoving several Candy Bars down her Pie Hole, and she's a morbidly obese Woman, so me thinks her Dietary habits are partly responsible for her condition being out of Control... she still claimed unwellness, so then she was sitting down or resting a lot. </i></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Hey, and The Rona is making it's rounds again and some people we know are getting it again, so I avoided her all Night, just in case. Some people are Masking again, we got Boosted again, I just can't drag that shit Home to my Family or get it again. The Man and Princess T never got it, and, I'd like to keep it that way. The rest of us Survived it, but, aren't eager to get it again.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-xXBbl4j_dI-oKBQ6RT9duEDHhJDj3MT24j2xrNkPLwSpTyLBhDWuWOFjuqdlP5y9yK2T2mCoqF-bzzzj1Sd8bcph6ATGGckYq0y78c9X7bfzVB9-f63rSllg2i3QkTqbt8vnyPy8W72TCJ7-m8G5acxHQrJH-IKcWIqi0yanNcANY71Sj7h_i8EiIe0/s5152/IMG_4574.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1030" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-xXBbl4j_dI-oKBQ6RT9duEDHhJDj3MT24j2xrNkPLwSpTyLBhDWuWOFjuqdlP5y9yK2T2mCoqF-bzzzj1Sd8bcph6ATGGckYq0y78c9X7bfzVB9-f63rSllg2i3QkTqbt8vnyPy8W72TCJ7-m8G5acxHQrJH-IKcWIqi0yanNcANY71Sj7h_i8EiIe0/w772-h1030/IMG_4574.JPG" width="772" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Our Customers that Night were stellar, no Problem Customers and we had so many Young People, it's great to see Young People excited to be at an Antique Mall. It's enjoyable to hear about their Collections and what they're Passionate about. It cues me in on what our Consumer Demographic is Into. And as with all Collectors and those who have a Love of Old, they enjoy talking about what they are excited about and came there for. Some have come back every day of our Three Day Sale and will be in again Tonight. So, clearly it's not just about the Stuff, but also about being around Kindred Spirits. We were so busy we didn't get out until much later than usual, the Line at the Registers stayed long and I broke a personal Record in Sales for a Two Week Pay Period... Booyah! About half the Shirts we'd brought in earlier in the day had already Sold.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCjK0X6RO2p1VQBkiFYMwt31RVH-opQ6J6BC8yj_XcQjPa7FcZDRIn5sJsyViwir_kTkyNxcqNZQyEgYV6jb5Pm0mphF8gVYorVp6p3IeY7UzoX4zlthcEpJ3VLCnhfhcMhFwSqdwcZHDCVtUycESN3OmkczVzyoiMXgsrztkmbPb104pvt5V_LdSbp_U/s5152/IMG_4898.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1035" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCjK0X6RO2p1VQBkiFYMwt31RVH-opQ6J6BC8yj_XcQjPa7FcZDRIn5sJsyViwir_kTkyNxcqNZQyEgYV6jb5Pm0mphF8gVYorVp6p3IeY7UzoX4zlthcEpJ3VLCnhfhcMhFwSqdwcZHDCVtUycESN3OmkczVzyoiMXgsrztkmbPb104pvt5V_LdSbp_U/w776-h1035/IMG_4898.JPG" width="776" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">In fact, I saw a pix of my Brother wearing the same RUSH Vintage Band Tour T-Shirt that I currently have For Sale... and The Young Prince called in a Panic thinking that Sailor Moon Shirt was his that I was Selling, coz, he has the same one!!! *LOL* I assured him I wasn't Selling Off his Stuff and it was one I'd Sourced just the other day at a Chazza, so, he was relieved. *LOL* I don't Sell anything of the Kiddos unless they ask me to or don't want it anymore and give it to me to Donate or Sell. Tho' all of The Grandsons Worldly Possessions are still taking up Space in our Home, I haven't touched any of it and respect it's theirs and I'm just Storing it for them until they can come retrieve it when they get a place. Adult Kids often do that, I think I've always had Stuff of our Adult Kiddos being Stored at our Properties. *LOL and Eye Roll*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHf5xlJfgfP1Iad5ZrHj4RptHflwluokB99dqxpbUSAexG0jssxLIxY2mqYum_iABVMCZb723q5h29hw-kMdpGgldk_9u3Qc8oAJCrkW3_Oa94-RLX1LJ_-AjguQgBrxY128oRUD3MxeaLba6HZ8gzxThPuSKvYwwRxPMA43Sa-QtoKwl1MNstlaZunJQ/s5152/IMG_0721.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1039" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHf5xlJfgfP1Iad5ZrHj4RptHflwluokB99dqxpbUSAexG0jssxLIxY2mqYum_iABVMCZb723q5h29hw-kMdpGgldk_9u3Qc8oAJCrkW3_Oa94-RLX1LJ_-AjguQgBrxY128oRUD3MxeaLba6HZ8gzxThPuSKvYwwRxPMA43Sa-QtoKwl1MNstlaZunJQ/w779-h1039/IMG_0721.JPG" width="779" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">*******</div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Happy Spring my Friends... Dawn... The Bohemian</i></p>Bohemianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825579903367960408.post-27911961107881591352024-03-15T01:00:00.000-07:002024-03-15T09:23:54.404-07:00Family Crisis... Love You Bro'<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIQSqQF7NV10vhl81O5csrxDX8eRt-ouDJ9WoecBC43APugI8EE0y5XAVJfKAHAWW5ShcsT_bRDTnIABUqGtKIjtkKpYpQB1QkFOICuyRvM6-lS8U73gWRg3Kh3SXw8NuDYyl52oLVoPeetTKfjyNFIpnO6Q0HhKw3usJuQP9IH2E4yCU19tb8YC3_DTM/s5152/IMG_7959.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1001" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIQSqQF7NV10vhl81O5csrxDX8eRt-ouDJ9WoecBC43APugI8EE0y5XAVJfKAHAWW5ShcsT_bRDTnIABUqGtKIjtkKpYpQB1QkFOICuyRvM6-lS8U73gWRg3Kh3SXw8NuDYyl52oLVoPeetTKfjyNFIpnO6Q0HhKw3usJuQP9IH2E4yCU19tb8YC3_DTM/w751-h1001/IMG_7959.JPG" width="751" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>They were desperate at Work on Thursday Night, someone couldn't come in. So they called me at 5:00 pm to ask me if I could work a 5-9. I told them it was already Five and I was clear Downtown, but, I could make it in by 6:00. They agreed and said I was their Savior, I joked that they could now call me Saint Dawn and Genuflect in my presence. *Bwahaha* The other Two Co-Workers are over 80 Years Old and couldn't be short-staffed and rushing around on a super busy Night. So, they were so relieved when I got there. It was a super busy Night and my Toe injury had started bleeding again, so I had to take it easier than usual, but, it all worked out fine.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUe06gqEqi45NNtFsYooqkrHB4TEOgU54dZNhsKgfN3G_Zo-2giFl92oDfzadYn36bG-VxC4K-5Yz6FyaWUppMom3Wt8xES2Hr6mwta8tDD-6ZWiNV4nXqnwwar8ri_cm3TQjLzlcXCB69BeDz6Xhyphenhyphen3vpu5mQSjXPolRede9n-eBk29A08SwZzrlvGea4/s5152/IMG_7960.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="992" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUe06gqEqi45NNtFsYooqkrHB4TEOgU54dZNhsKgfN3G_Zo-2giFl92oDfzadYn36bG-VxC4K-5Yz6FyaWUppMom3Wt8xES2Hr6mwta8tDD-6ZWiNV4nXqnwwar8ri_cm3TQjLzlcXCB69BeDz6Xhyphenhyphen3vpu5mQSjXPolRede9n-eBk29A08SwZzrlvGea4/w744-h992/IMG_7960.JPG" width="744" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>We have a big Three Day Sale coming up this Friday and the Weekend, I have Two more Days in the Pay Period and I already have the highest Sales I've had in Years for this 2-Week Pay Period, so, I'm Jazzed. And I've worked a lot of extra Shifts to comp more of my Rent for the Pay Period. The Man and I attended the Event at my Friends new venue, it really is becoming popular and bringing in a lot of Customers to the other Shops around it, like my Friend Nan's Antique Mall. I got a small Haul at both places and was delighted with what I Scored. One of my favorite finds was Nine Antique Asian Lantern Christmas Lightbulbs. It's taken me Years to build a tiny Collection, these were even larger size than what I have in my Collection.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWnQJT7GuTQi6QPsWLO7h5fz8-ZsVdeu7dk_dlZD7P0ndTB9ddanYLYQN1sooY-iPf2Fme5D7xrFpsAmXGQgS9ZdqKNi9I_ImM_xLoIEzlRyG2VyU2QvPW8hymo3Oj1dVOP3BZKyfdT4gA0VwHATiqRgECGA4l1iXpOEnMTWHdNmF6KUGH20scvTcxszg/s5152/IMG_7966.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1006" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWnQJT7GuTQi6QPsWLO7h5fz8-ZsVdeu7dk_dlZD7P0ndTB9ddanYLYQN1sooY-iPf2Fme5D7xrFpsAmXGQgS9ZdqKNi9I_ImM_xLoIEzlRyG2VyU2QvPW8hymo3Oj1dVOP3BZKyfdT4gA0VwHATiqRgECGA4l1iXpOEnMTWHdNmF6KUGH20scvTcxszg/w754-h1006/IMG_7966.JPG" width="754" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I also got an Altered Art Bottle with a Loving Cup soldered on top {Lead Image}, and an Antique Show Ribbon with an Old Brooch put into the Center of it {Above}. I got another Tiered Fabricated Silver Tray Display from "Rusty Saturday" that has an Antique Crystal Doorknob on Top and a Brass Cherub as part of the Stand {Third Pix Below}. I got an ornate Antique Silver Serving Spoon... and a Vintage Industrial Salvage Pipe Rack in Two pieces with Faucet Like Handles on them that I'm going to use to hang Clothing on in my New Showroom. After the Event we also trawled some Chazzas and I got a set of Six hand carved Wooden Pima Indian Female Basket Dancer Kachinas made and signed by a well known Pima Tribe Artist.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbX1RBjtH-yy5BW8-dGMfcdwSfoXKhMfXiO5DLAZucGaSCPvNYiIk3mksj4xTPM2t7qvQscZ6CY5MIrfIBUtPugU_tMlChZQlnpA2iK1rBpYWQhPkVi6KHJTD1aS__2xfJQLlg8-PHi-4TpQtfi7uWibInDmI8gw0OBNvjwrKCdn0MLygR9tGlYYF6Ot4/s5152/IMG_7989.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1012" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbX1RBjtH-yy5BW8-dGMfcdwSfoXKhMfXiO5DLAZucGaSCPvNYiIk3mksj4xTPM2t7qvQscZ6CY5MIrfIBUtPugU_tMlChZQlnpA2iK1rBpYWQhPkVi6KHJTD1aS__2xfJQLlg8-PHi-4TpQtfi7uWibInDmI8gw0OBNvjwrKCdn0MLygR9tGlYYF6Ot4/w759-h1012/IMG_7989.JPG" width="759" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I also got a Sterling Silver Crucifix and some ornate Antique Clip Earrings with Semi-Precious inlaid Stones. I got a large heavy Crystal and Ornate Brass Punch Bowl that I'm going to actually use as a Display to hold my Hippie Beaded handmade Bracelets and Necklaces I Sell in the Showroom. I can Sell the Dozen Crystal Punch Cups for more than I paid for the whole set and keep the Bowl as a NFS Display piece. The Man got some Military T-Shirts and Military Baseball Caps. I got some more Vintage 1960's and 1970's Band T-Shirts to Sell, a Barrio Queen Sweatshirt to Sell, and a Playboy Sweatshirt Hoodie that Princess T will probably wanna Keep for herself? *LOL*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoUuzuKd2NySdEVsJHQ63mGGJWuKIWJfZzDuO4FMwj0KzCJ9PQ4LcLtwoD_O7KJTUMfoi79DZhFonNy0ZusH2SnBW20kNjtRtOMlsBYvMWiguSS047FWvfHW3IhSd9UQi2FBpiBdCZwv8fZHNAxZxun_upKwNeMVTc5r7230Pem38T9hK2uEu8iEsPNr8/s591/shopping.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="591" data-original-width="403" height="1104" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoUuzuKd2NySdEVsJHQ63mGGJWuKIWJfZzDuO4FMwj0KzCJ9PQ4LcLtwoD_O7KJTUMfoi79DZhFonNy0ZusH2SnBW20kNjtRtOMlsBYvMWiguSS047FWvfHW3IhSd9UQi2FBpiBdCZwv8fZHNAxZxun_upKwNeMVTc5r7230Pem38T9hK2uEu8iEsPNr8/w752-h1104/shopping.jpg" width="752" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I got Two Mortar and Pestle's in Granite and Basalt, one is Medium Size Granite and light colored Stone with beautiful striation, one is quite Large and dark colored Basalt Stone. I got a large Antique Rosebud Horsman Composition Doll with real Human Hair Wig, for only Seven Bucks, Online one exactly like her is $179. She's as large as a Real Baby and in very good shape considering her Age, the Composition has no damage. Mine had an ugly Modern Doll Dress someone put on her, so I Donated that back to the Chazza, I only wanted the Doll. I was actually Surprised at how many quality Antiques and Native American Ceremonial Created Art was in the Chazzas we visited, cha-ching.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtZlVuV__4gA8kB4hKCwvS8fYQyr8c9TpTFIJKwbR4ymQc6UYfKuNHrIQvGBvqgNeYncTdldAfuUS5Mpkwgx4MgVyYNObD3tXk1jbr4sjAo4c141KnQCDXRtmon-pp6gg_I6KIdXqRrCrT33nRw6682FYH-9zxmVP_-ToKIcU8jI5MKWwBLOgg55BtrAs/s5152/IMG_7997.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtZlVuV__4gA8kB4hKCwvS8fYQyr8c9TpTFIJKwbR4ymQc6UYfKuNHrIQvGBvqgNeYncTdldAfuUS5Mpkwgx4MgVyYNObD3tXk1jbr4sjAo4c141KnQCDXRtmon-pp6gg_I6KIdXqRrCrT33nRw6682FYH-9zxmVP_-ToKIcU8jI5MKWwBLOgg55BtrAs/w750-h1000/IMG_7997.JPG" width="750" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>While at the Event I took a lot of Blog Fodder Pixs to use in Posts, they do such a beautiful job of Designing the Vignettes to Merchandise their Product, it's Inspiring. And while I was at the Event one of my Designer Friends asked to take a Pix of The Man and I for her Social Media Page and I'll snag it from there. I'm rarely in front of the Lens, and so I appreciate her Sharing that when she Posts it, we're Friends on Social Media as well as being Industry Friends. We had a really good time at the Event and stayed about an Hour there, The Man likes that Event and will go on Opening Day, everyone looks out for him while I Shop and take Pixs for the Blog Coverage, which I appreciate. Most of the Designers there used to be at the Event I no longer will be attending, and opened their own Event. So, I've known them all for many Years. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn8pgAXMvL-ghNv5DFCe-C7gVkZBOEmBxLnj4UHB-Vwv4czZKpZtcEbryinJGIuUGXmHhny2ZQCA7hBB_1vIExiLy1hma8uRVS7Buii1y05H821VgKpHjqLbh7kRAW1dtSE9EhSl64ada9eHoKT8zDCwk1dHXf3p0iU4l8H3H37lXVLNuzj_NOKCCefuE/s2048/288445703_3135380403381812_8805407643449557255_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="988" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn8pgAXMvL-ghNv5DFCe-C7gVkZBOEmBxLnj4UHB-Vwv4czZKpZtcEbryinJGIuUGXmHhny2ZQCA7hBB_1vIExiLy1hma8uRVS7Buii1y05H821VgKpHjqLbh7kRAW1dtSE9EhSl64ada9eHoKT8zDCwk1dHXf3p0iU4l8H3H37lXVLNuzj_NOKCCefuE/w741-h988/288445703_3135380403381812_8805407643449557255_n.jpg" width="741" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>And now for the Family Crisis... I got some bad news from my Younger Brother, he's got to have Heart Surgery on the 28th, his Heart is beating way too fast, 220 bpm and it should be around 70!!! He's got so many other comorbidities that any procedure, no matter how minor, is risky for him, any major procedure is very high risk. But, the Heart Rate he has is a sign of an impending Heart Attack or other life threatening Heart problems, so, they have to do something. I do wish I could see him and spend some time with him, but he's been too sickly to Travel and so has The Man, so, we haven't seen each other in Person since our Mom Died. He's been so ill lately that he had to suspend his Professional Photography Coverage for all his Events thru 2024. He's Beloved by all his Clients, Celebs and Entertainers he knows, and other Industry Friends.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Fco9R9vqMc8psGucaSQp0Um4IOYgKsiT7FFKuZXqpu-eYigOKEyiM0xluEF_q6re56-chTCSfMRdd1gwIHKIOKDMxVUl6ZM8NO7TNXVKBkJAktx0tMkOxFNXEfnTw5wHgh5V8GwcTevP2Ie2mlnVas6VIS4On4dBNkfrPdaABd17OiEL9899avhMH5Q/s2048/61566952_2281614938758367_2003289892087398400_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="973" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Fco9R9vqMc8psGucaSQp0Um4IOYgKsiT7FFKuZXqpu-eYigOKEyiM0xluEF_q6re56-chTCSfMRdd1gwIHKIOKDMxVUl6ZM8NO7TNXVKBkJAktx0tMkOxFNXEfnTw5wHgh5V8GwcTevP2Ie2mlnVas6VIS4On4dBNkfrPdaABd17OiEL9899avhMH5Q/w730-h973/61566952_2281614938758367_2003289892087398400_n.jpg" width="730" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>My Brother has always been surrounded by some of the most Beautiful Women for as long as I can remember. When he Worked for "Playboy" in the late 1970's he once Dated a Playmate of the Year {1979}, Michele Drake. They'd come straight from functions at the Playboy Club, when Phoenix had one, to Dinner at my Parent's Home. She was an Actress as well as a Model, a very sweet Girl and very smart, my Parents liked her. His long time Lady and he have been together almost as long as The Man and I, she represented many Celebrity Clients and that's how they met, she was once Married to a well known Actor. My Brother loves Cali and so he's lived there a very long time now, when he was not so ill he used to visit Arizona to see Family, I Wish he still could. We have such a Big Time together, we've always been very close. He's led a very full Life. And in spite of many grim prognosis has lived by the Mantra, "You're Not Dead 'Til <b>God</b> Says So".</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJlW52XkuSZo9JkDotgQV7UXkxe1Ip419nJK8QlGvkURrMocCbcBkk147rufx3dqA-VGcAzo4dFiNMFmI-HkTexKdUEcqu3TqEr6peQ8aGXwnNUGyLbx6bJ3ORq9FHNuRIcRSopy-uqF1utLsBIDghbDiY9GKc8QRDnV9pdOTVlpDgN619RvBHcOASmi4/s2016/65482604_10216826455226542_2251633800314355712_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2016" data-original-width="1512" height="972" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJlW52XkuSZo9JkDotgQV7UXkxe1Ip419nJK8QlGvkURrMocCbcBkk147rufx3dqA-VGcAzo4dFiNMFmI-HkTexKdUEcqu3TqEr6peQ8aGXwnNUGyLbx6bJ3ORq9FHNuRIcRSopy-uqF1utLsBIDghbDiY9GKc8QRDnV9pdOTVlpDgN619RvBHcOASmi4/w729-h972/65482604_10216826455226542_2251633800314355712_n.jpg" width="729" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>In fact, when The Man first met me, he thought my Brother was my Boyfriend, becoz we did everything together and way back then, we didn't look as much alike as we do now in our Old Age. *LOL* My 'Baby' Brother is 6'4" and used to have very thick Blue Black Hair, and has more of our Mom's Peaches and Cream European Complexion and Hazel Eyes. I was swarthier, like our Dad, only not as Dark Skinned as Dad was, even tho' I had the Lighter Hair and Eyes, so, nobody ever thought my Brother and I were Related when we were Younger. Since he's been so ill his complexion has been very Pale and pasty, I think a great deal of that is circulation issues with his Heart causing a Pale unhealthy looking Pallor? It has concerned me for some time when I'd see his Pixs, but, I didn't want to make him think I was as concerned as I was, it's not Helpful.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidrlZzpoE9JmfWpRYrqDf58c0xyuUzzumMMO2rR2snWAS1Kx2GROK5goGWZIECru_YIncNGtN7C-om41Cy2EkuBDKcTTWMp53UUvchOOKxmEbg-NeLGld9Am2YBqGHWZe4xAP99-f7Wa30IttQC0j7_Pv3aoAeDIeR3jTxSxQzX_eMcgPPs0uKuHfKNWc/s811/Syd385902_10150415207136996_559096995_8867242_797680409_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="811" data-original-width="538" height="1102" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidrlZzpoE9JmfWpRYrqDf58c0xyuUzzumMMO2rR2snWAS1Kx2GROK5goGWZIECru_YIncNGtN7C-om41Cy2EkuBDKcTTWMp53UUvchOOKxmEbg-NeLGld9Am2YBqGHWZe4xAP99-f7Wa30IttQC0j7_Pv3aoAeDIeR3jTxSxQzX_eMcgPPs0uKuHfKNWc/w730-h1102/Syd385902_10150415207136996_559096995_8867242_797680409_n.jpg" width="730" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>He's beaten incredible Odds his entire Life when it comes to Health Issues, he was a 3 lb. premie Baby, born in a Hospital overseas that had no incubators or Nic-U. So my Mom said they put him in a Bread Basket on a Radiator to keep him Warm and hope he Survived. He was a very sickly Child even tho' by his Teens he was very Tall and Big like all the Men in my Mom's Family. I don't think any Man on my Mom's side of the Family is under 6'4" and all are large strong built, even on Dad's side all the Men were at least 6'2", tho' very Slender. I'm probably the shortest of anyone on either side of the Family and the only One of Two Relatives that had Lighter Hair. I remember as a Child everyone asking me if I was Adopted. No, just got all the Recessive Genes. Genetics can be interesting and Weird like that sometimes. *LOL*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_-4-g0EPJr93gUMnTQsjSORBYE47wUkZ6ZMwTGSHgraAB6-egOlndnIDy3KYFPLbKwcodC4FPdSrxkDpm1AmN01ava79oUDJ6nI3eVzqoENIfpn3mWZEfhdmTV73tXOWxKwKSWzNyFLOWondE7ba1kOPY5XNUuOTTIfNaKpvhZS-Rp2PPTJh_Y5uhZxo/s960/Syd379058_10150415209511996_559096995_8867246_1371164682_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="538" height="1304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_-4-g0EPJr93gUMnTQsjSORBYE47wUkZ6ZMwTGSHgraAB6-egOlndnIDy3KYFPLbKwcodC4FPdSrxkDpm1AmN01ava79oUDJ6nI3eVzqoENIfpn3mWZEfhdmTV73tXOWxKwKSWzNyFLOWondE7ba1kOPY5XNUuOTTIfNaKpvhZS-Rp2PPTJh_Y5uhZxo/w729-h1304/Syd379058_10150415209511996_559096995_8867246_1371164682_n.jpg" width="729" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Anyway, my Little Brother is tough as Old Boots and so if anyone can get thru this upcoming Surgery he's having, he can. He does have a large Tattoo of The Grim Reaper on his Chest with a DNR under it, just in case. *LOL* Yes, our entire Family has a sense of Dark Gallow's Humor like that. My Brother has been on Life Support 11 different times already, and had it turned off more than a few times when Docs told us he couldn't Survive and one of us would have to make that painful decision to discontinue Life Support... yet, he did. He's hoping we don't have to go thru that again and make that decision, so, if he lapses he's told them not to bring him back and we Respect that decision he's made for himself in the event it becomes necessary not to resuscitate.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZjORVHhNEt927mZJVXW711cVWJhYmYVe-ktH9lmquOI5ZiiM1KpHxUtfE0vKZhMrpinWjReiwOY_VMEeHNGZ2ZqdFmSGb5D8Ke9-PlGjDRmrclb5H2_ukTD-2eYb0Oz-4C2cvxHy0Sda2FbeaXbyQ41dmA-SB3nvmdlI9tw3bke8uqDmWRRLheU4ImxU/s2591/1593.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2472" data-original-width="2591" height="695" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZjORVHhNEt927mZJVXW711cVWJhYmYVe-ktH9lmquOI5ZiiM1KpHxUtfE0vKZhMrpinWjReiwOY_VMEeHNGZ2ZqdFmSGb5D8Ke9-PlGjDRmrclb5H2_ukTD-2eYb0Oz-4C2cvxHy0Sda2FbeaXbyQ41dmA-SB3nvmdlI9tw3bke8uqDmWRRLheU4ImxU/w729-h695/1593.JPG" width="729" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i>*******</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Love you Bro'... Your Big Sis... Dawn... The Bohemian</i></span></p>Bohemianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825579903367960408.post-41893328779456085932024-03-12T10:33:00.000-07:002024-03-12T11:09:26.585-07:00She's Gone Glamping<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrMH7fzLH9Y4XqmRXvmfeW-hZ9Aaxwx2b4kQPzJJCVxDUC2DvwXajx-YXN-9Iw4ciSIgncoVYkvKyweP9DGjxdNZ3spQMKIRDPkDrAbsGfpdUUvvb95_N-5TkuS5deAepezfo2hjToeKNYB6IrEpRAwS2XTSaQirknyhPFf17gJeELGysE5dSjPLWzRrM/s846/df04dbbb4c06a2783c6b882925f452e0.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="846" data-original-width="564" height="1126" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrMH7fzLH9Y4XqmRXvmfeW-hZ9Aaxwx2b4kQPzJJCVxDUC2DvwXajx-YXN-9Iw4ciSIgncoVYkvKyweP9DGjxdNZ3spQMKIRDPkDrAbsGfpdUUvvb95_N-5TkuS5deAepezfo2hjToeKNYB6IrEpRAwS2XTSaQirknyhPFf17gJeELGysE5dSjPLWzRrM/w750-h1126/df04dbbb4c06a2783c6b882925f452e0.jpg" width="750" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Princess T is now on Spring Break from School and gone Glamping with Timmy for some of the time off up North. They're roughing it and not staying in his Grandparent's Cabin this time, but in a Tent, so, we'll see how that plays out? Timmy of coarse is a Glamper, so he's got more equipment than a Survivalist or Doomsday Prepper for the Trip. *LMAO* We'll see if they come Home early if it's not as enjoyable as they imagine it will be? I can't even see my Grandchild voluntarily using an Outhouse, she's not that Gal who appreciates a total Wilderness Experience. And I don't know what her Idea of Glamorous Camping even is? And Timmy is quite the Diva himself, so... I dunno if this was his best idea? She packed for Two Days and probably will spend less time actually there than she spent packing? *Bwahahaha*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNBew3w_p-B5n9oC5Yowdtij9s71fkTnO7PHfcNH7wFk25JPg6JVvMT4CP_pqXii-iMYSogXQUvCSTeEg-0xjc98A_DuRxSXOZSflK3KyF0xQRPVhK6HXG6xpaF5cC0ZrC4ZPInLnOfVZ-vN_AmKH_oC9uTGUsYUAkAP7GmW90w4K70pQgSUNg4JMXQcE/s680/a08014019acabc99e0f5717866f9c8c5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="680" data-original-width="460" height="1111" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNBew3w_p-B5n9oC5Yowdtij9s71fkTnO7PHfcNH7wFk25JPg6JVvMT4CP_pqXii-iMYSogXQUvCSTeEg-0xjc98A_DuRxSXOZSflK3KyF0xQRPVhK6HXG6xpaF5cC0ZrC4ZPInLnOfVZ-vN_AmKH_oC9uTGUsYUAkAP7GmW90w4K70pQgSUNg4JMXQcE/w750-h1111/a08014019acabc99e0f5717866f9c8c5.jpg" width="750" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>She left the House looking like she was going to a Fancy Gala, so, I don't know she's got the Wardrobe for where they'll actually be?! *LMAOROTF* The Man got up early to send them off... he knows how to do a True Wilderness Experience and was musing what a Gay Teen Boy might think he needs to rough it and survive a few Days in the Wilderness with our Diva Granddaughter in tow?! *Bwahahaha* She did tell me she made Timmy Buy a Coleman Stove to Cook on, since she wasn't sure they'd eat on the regular if they had to prepare their Meals over a Campfire?! I mean, it's not like Timmy ever joined The Boy Scouts. *LOL* I had her to bring some Ramen Noodles and backup easy stuff like Mac-N-Cheese and Mashed Potatoes in a Cup, to prepare with boiling Water to sustain them, just in case. *Winks*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG_WR3O_4kbNTH4DZTeH8ryaRe4uCUJBD7ZC0IjTz9W4xXxpvKoqHwEfxXpQLeXe67VmqV0Q7fqM6_YfJk0mLSzjDwFoklxPWHRITXhcrZkxM6ZSjMC4U2APqhV9QvlwtDbvdHgDz4Cyzg4h38s9gtWjvsSQfrMif1R-bOol-C2zdeC1UkSObDtg5102k/s2612/030deer.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2612" data-original-width="1727" height="1138" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG_WR3O_4kbNTH4DZTeH8ryaRe4uCUJBD7ZC0IjTz9W4xXxpvKoqHwEfxXpQLeXe67VmqV0Q7fqM6_YfJk0mLSzjDwFoklxPWHRITXhcrZkxM6ZSjMC4U2APqhV9QvlwtDbvdHgDz4Cyzg4h38s9gtWjvsSQfrMif1R-bOol-C2zdeC1UkSObDtg5102k/w754-h1138/030deer.JPG" width="754" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>So, they left this Morning before Daylight and I hope we don't have to send out a Search Party for them? I'm sure they'll be Fine. *Bwahaha* I guess when you're Young you just wanna have Experiences... so, I'm sure this will be one of them... perhaps even a One and Done? *LOL* If she doesn't even have somewhere to plug in her Curling Iron and take a Shower, I'm just Surprised he talked her into going! *Smiles* I don't even know how big the Tent is he bought or if he knows how to set it up... so the Back Story when they come back should be Interesting and quite Entertaining? *LOL* He's still in between Jobs, it hasn't been as easy as he thought it would be to get something after 'Subway'. But, they were exploiting him and having him doing Management Work and added responsibilities without the equitable pay or any Promotions, so, it was No Bueno. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjszKuW8yooc9U5_DigLqHzuGcPcm1KVsMppc-jsVPLOxt98IFcn-MmotePCNiyyQvIiORY969a73V7EQKA989MzInUDgFblPukQdlEpw17k7r0k_XjXwB76TvTdcDmvme1QYJf8dsTcS7MlIsjNbJEAGhGWZIysMkDYCRMV34uIuuSHoN88DKvjUItr2c/s640/096.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="533" height="893" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjszKuW8yooc9U5_DigLqHzuGcPcm1KVsMppc-jsVPLOxt98IFcn-MmotePCNiyyQvIiORY969a73V7EQKA989MzInUDgFblPukQdlEpw17k7r0k_XjXwB76TvTdcDmvme1QYJf8dsTcS7MlIsjNbJEAGhGWZIysMkDYCRMV34uIuuSHoN88DKvjUItr2c/w745-h893/096.JPG" width="745" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I remember they always tried that shit with us at the DA's Office, asking us to fill in and do Work that had a much higher Pay Grade than ours. I'd always decline, saying it was above my Pay Grade, and Yes, I could do the Work, I had the necessary Skills and expertise required. But, unless they paid me the going Rate for that particular Position, Nope, I wasn't your Gal. Plus, Honestly, even the higher Pay Grade Positions were not paying what they should for all the added responsibilities and knowledge you had to possess, so I turned down Promotions too. Working for the County had good Benefits and that's all I was really there for. I made more Money in Banking Twenty Years earlier than they could pay me at the DA's Office. I don't Care about Titles bestowed or alleged prestige, show me the Money. *Winks*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqoQLEVEF6y6YP1NWzkwW7wyUNTbTCTxH70r_2LksGrXHfcDAkGEBtFRv6i6mJxtaBYwhQhNr9aSsxZrMcm46kaSwH1TvSCbQRQ6w0RSh00Kk-gUaUGI2CaYnc5eEMvF6cOqQr3h_Xp-ZB1771NBD6KmDw6LewWx0BReLmyn95mDFkUlAD0bWn3bjn94s/s762/29356362_1839077519478482_5549763540636625129_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="762" data-original-width="510" height="1111" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqoQLEVEF6y6YP1NWzkwW7wyUNTbTCTxH70r_2LksGrXHfcDAkGEBtFRv6i6mJxtaBYwhQhNr9aSsxZrMcm46kaSwH1TvSCbQRQ6w0RSh00Kk-gUaUGI2CaYnc5eEMvF6cOqQr3h_Xp-ZB1771NBD6KmDw6LewWx0BReLmyn95mDFkUlAD0bWn3bjn94s/w743-h1111/29356362_1839077519478482_5549763540636625129_n.jpg" width="743" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> So, there was no incentive to be ambitious, Words have never fed my Family, show your Appreciation in my Paycheck, or forget about it and pick someone else. *Winks* Timmy was no Fool, once he realized it was exploitation, he finally gave his Notice... it was a Dead End Position and he realized it was going nowhere. </i></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Anyway, Timmy wanted to get out and have some Vacay Time before he snags another Job somewhere and has to start from scratch to earn Vacation Time. He'd been going on lots of Interviews lately and he's a good little Worker and has an excellent Work Ethic for a Youngster. He's an Old Soul and has helped his Grandparents out for Years, who have Raised him. And now he's helping to Care for and Support his Two Female Cousins who had to move in and be Raised by the Grandparents now, when their Single Dad, his Uncle, was Murdered. </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKXUKTsrTn5a5Mxef4VbNEVaA9Qr6_RJaJz6ihyphenhyphenI4xMtT_lUwLR1eqRfUplA3y8w8Psyt7VkrODZ3lozb6APs3UzQ-cDqGLwRIl9aJe3qw99y1tYRe6_i0FH7510-l_TsZVEBHkCd0AQiSpnyDfTz9Bsu0KAtNptA_eMo8PztidjZChXuWZMyXRR3GyLE/s960/428146435_7948573655169855_4732441824800261_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="996" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKXUKTsrTn5a5Mxef4VbNEVaA9Qr6_RJaJz6ihyphenhyphenI4xMtT_lUwLR1eqRfUplA3y8w8Psyt7VkrODZ3lozb6APs3UzQ-cDqGLwRIl9aJe3qw99y1tYRe6_i0FH7510-l_TsZVEBHkCd0AQiSpnyDfTz9Bsu0KAtNptA_eMo8PztidjZChXuWZMyXRR3GyLE/w747-h996/428146435_7948573655169855_4732441824800261_n.jpg" width="747" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I took The Man to the Gym and he had his first Hydromassage, he complained about it, but I do think it did him good. I set mine on 10, which is a deep Massage, but he had to go with a 3, which is a very mild Massage. When it's on a 3 I can barely feel it, but, if he's comfortable with a low setting, fine. The problem I see with Seniors being restricted to a mere 6 Hours a Day to use the Facility is they start stacking up at the Equipment most popular with Senior Members. That's what happened that Morning so for the first time ever I had to wait to use Equipment. That never happened when we weren't restricted and could use the Facility like any other Member, so, it does waste more of your Time waiting and not doing what you came to do.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihpgS9QpTEX6CW-H329obrorV-gREJ7PbxfxAi2MUqmIyNfwEmmQ3_bTbwQOZG5VaJ8jTLRr3fWlYNjeIFlCclhJEhHhQyq6gvh1FYgP7JgK8iC0HjFOjVRU7oYThY05QPy4u6K7aaaTupy6S1eHdXM0Qy-E4D17SeNUYITnUNZmFPk8Qpt4t7oUbqf84/s2200/006.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2200" data-original-width="1648" height="992" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihpgS9QpTEX6CW-H329obrorV-gREJ7PbxfxAi2MUqmIyNfwEmmQ3_bTbwQOZG5VaJ8jTLRr3fWlYNjeIFlCclhJEhHhQyq6gvh1FYgP7JgK8iC0HjFOjVRU7oYThY05QPy4u6K7aaaTupy6S1eHdXM0Qy-E4D17SeNUYITnUNZmFPk8Qpt4t7oUbqf84/w744-h992/006.JPG" width="744" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>And my speculation is, any Younger Members that want to use the Facility during those Hours we're restricted to using it, might start complaining about the same thing? Or complaining about the amount of Old folks, since it's more obvious how many there are of us when we can only use a 24 Hour Facility during a 6 Hour block of Time? I know all the Seniors around what we were using, that had to wait for a turn, were not happy campers. The Company isn't endearing themselves to their Senior Client Base. I had The Man and I swap to using other Equipment during our Wait for the Equipment we couldn't immediately get a turn using, that way it didn't seem like Time being wasted doing nothing or be around grumpy impatient Seniors. Having been in the Military the bulk of our Lives we're used to having stupidly long waits, so, it's not as Big a Deal to us I guess? *LOL*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZlf7tdTK996x5vORhjVWSN-I1bWkKEFugePfwsU1_nysROGQ9aZ3vJR_Ie1kBCREBwf3ikzPjJn2ZG7q9TqRaKEHDXMIxbUsYb105TDgjFvCHzWt_Y8YB3_iR6xVoUEU7Eaxw4LWjoMWAeIvnEpcsUJ9mWV0dX8whoJEdqS7gaPa1R-ERdqsyjuyl0m8/s2000/423766534_975578880753022_4327440410373696702_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1488" height="1007" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZlf7tdTK996x5vORhjVWSN-I1bWkKEFugePfwsU1_nysROGQ9aZ3vJR_Ie1kBCREBwf3ikzPjJn2ZG7q9TqRaKEHDXMIxbUsYb105TDgjFvCHzWt_Y8YB3_iR6xVoUEU7Eaxw4LWjoMWAeIvnEpcsUJ9mWV0dX8whoJEdqS7gaPa1R-ERdqsyjuyl0m8/w749-h1007/423766534_975578880753022_4327440410373696702_n.jpg" width="749" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>A Handsome Young Man did show The Man and I how to use a new Machine, which was very Sweet of him, he could see we were clueless to figure it out on our own. *LOL* </i><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>It started out the day well tho', so if I can get him to cooperate and use his Membership with some consistency, I think it would be Helpful to him. After complaining, he did have more Energy and Stamina thruout the day after having began it with a nice Massage Session. Since Princess T is gone for most of the Week Glamping, we had nobody to consider, so, we took the entire day to ourselves, which was nice. We went to a couple of East Valley Antique Malls and had Brunch and a light Dinner out as well. I Loved this Grateful Dead Shirt {Above & Below}, but, not my Size and it was expensive... but, both sides of it were Killer. I must say that the Deadhead Shirts always had the best Graphics EVER IMO.</i></span></div></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFDzEH-QGbyNJc6PLwfN3IMzP1wwV2YQz7ir7fJJMCqLbWQDog2gHEufNoh6rNUW_-wvYOBhGJbzYj3Eq06E5BBxOi_LWxs0AxqgN2ZSewbenS4ZXSwqiZYZUZuBYoduazZcp4ZwMh74nQrsPPDNBYFDwSzKDq58W07shas2xX2akH0OBcEHeWSdCLbzI/s2000/423737610_792479266109344_675559419459014028_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1488" height="1011" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFDzEH-QGbyNJc6PLwfN3IMzP1wwV2YQz7ir7fJJMCqLbWQDog2gHEufNoh6rNUW_-wvYOBhGJbzYj3Eq06E5BBxOi_LWxs0AxqgN2ZSewbenS4ZXSwqiZYZUZuBYoduazZcp4ZwMh74nQrsPPDNBYFDwSzKDq58W07shas2xX2akH0OBcEHeWSdCLbzI/w752-h1011/423737610_792479266109344_675559419459014028_n.jpg" width="752" /></a></i></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /> </i><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><i><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I liked this Shirt so much that when we got Home I looked it up Online and found one in my Size For Sale way Cheaper and on E-Bay, so ordered it. Color me Happy. I did do some Retail Therapy at both Antique Malls buying what was at Killer Prices. We get a Military Discount at the one Mall and I got a Retro Gold Metallic 4 Foot Christmas Tree marked 75% Off. It's like one I'd admired for Years at our Antique Mall that was just a Display Tree a Vendor Friend had NFS, so I was Jazzed to Score one finally and at a ridiculously discounted price point. And the 75% Off was on an already Marked Down Price, so really it was more like 90% Off. The Vendor was Closing Out all their Seasonal Merch and Displays, this had been a Display.</i></div></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_3nLF4SaFZlGcf9oSFNUEKlGCoW9q0B10zdzPupw7nM6N-DhbzDZwbpsdpXbq2cb_GHO9iSfcAJjyxb1eGRDFud3qq2RC2w6-u3WRMegopujQ2EWVQme38BP_5zZm-GqUhXk9pOo77RZecIAPM3JCx4TXB2aJyCzc3e9m53k9KdgqZ_xwfvXcnZlvfQw/s5152/IMG_7951.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="998" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_3nLF4SaFZlGcf9oSFNUEKlGCoW9q0B10zdzPupw7nM6N-DhbzDZwbpsdpXbq2cb_GHO9iSfcAJjyxb1eGRDFud3qq2RC2w6-u3WRMegopujQ2EWVQme38BP_5zZm-GqUhXk9pOo77RZecIAPM3JCx4TXB2aJyCzc3e9m53k9KdgqZ_xwfvXcnZlvfQw/w748-h998/IMG_7951.JPG" width="748" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I like that so much of the Wire Displays on it and the Branches are skinny. My Friend Shelly used to Display her Shiny Brite Ornaments she had For Sale on hers when she had a Showroom at our Antique Mall. Everyone always wanted to Buy the Tree too but she held onto it, wisely, this is only the 2nd one like hers I've ever seen and even Googling them Online, wasn't Helpful to Source one. There's lotsa Metallic Trees but they're full, and not an easy Size like this to move around effortlessly. These are even more scarce than the Old Metallic Pom-Pom Trees from the Sixties. I did a Closeup Below so you can see the Trunk and the Branches more easily and see the Cool Wiring on them, which is substantial. The Brass Wire alone used would cost far more to Buy than I paid for the whole Tree, since, the Tree cost me only $15. The Original Price before any Markdowns had been $96.</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOhlHie3iAfXoMGA8ZQQkH9EaO_scl3PEV9S24IxCBcRT4KQSAnEdN0R_jFb1zGHEziqmsIS3RGYn_oNp8GiXQvpnVyJCVIuUH2gGp0CO76G7dLwbWCIcoDNGOeQejssEjtae-yX952EFQxilAZ4CQNs-KWvvNt08NDbkReplxQSxVKBwmeNbl50PcJTE/s5152/IMG_7952.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOhlHie3iAfXoMGA8ZQQkH9EaO_scl3PEV9S24IxCBcRT4KQSAnEdN0R_jFb1zGHEziqmsIS3RGYn_oNp8GiXQvpnVyJCVIuUH2gGp0CO76G7dLwbWCIcoDNGOeQejssEjtae-yX952EFQxilAZ4CQNs-KWvvNt08NDbkReplxQSxVKBwmeNbl50PcJTE/w750-h1000/IMG_7952.JPG" width="750" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I also Scored this Vintage Industrial Smaller sized Spinning Rack they used to use in Hardware Stores. I've seen the Full Sizes ones that are taller than me many times before, but not this small size that was used for small Hardware. So, when I saw the Vendor had a Killer Price on it, plus my Military Discount, well, hadda have it for Displaying Smalls for the New Showroom. There's about 70 compartments, give or take, to organize and display small Merch and maximize Retail Space. Each level of it spins separately and it's The Look I'm going for as well as being so practical and useful for my expanded Vision. I have to tell you that Sales have Blown Up since Renting my Locked Case, so this first Week of the Pay Period I've made more than any other Week I've been at this Mall... which is a long time, since the beginning when it opened!</i></div></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /><br /></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIS-nTYMc_nDd1IpsFj04UxrMvYTqR371m-2UTbhU1lb-HEArC9gwB_2hfFUh68n8O3ROtQXIQGix4rimUR9UzXmWV6xUGbGSkqfJh1RkEeMYUMl38s97vW2KHCztvk59hKmeAjZCk0IqrYmxDl4HRI7oZoBTGanB0XdDo211lfe_LxwqHTZ8Xuuieg4g/s5152/IMG_7954.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1003" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIS-nTYMc_nDd1IpsFj04UxrMvYTqR371m-2UTbhU1lb-HEArC9gwB_2hfFUh68n8O3ROtQXIQGix4rimUR9UzXmWV6xUGbGSkqfJh1RkEeMYUMl38s97vW2KHCztvk59hKmeAjZCk0IqrYmxDl4HRI7oZoBTGanB0XdDo211lfe_LxwqHTZ8Xuuieg4g/w752-h1003/IMG_7954.JPG" width="752" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I'm Wrestling a bit with how much Display Furnishings to use that won't be For Sale. I want a certain look to the Showroom and to put Product on, so, everything can't be For Sale. But, usually I try to bring in Displays I'd be willing to Sell and put a Price on. This Spinning Rack will be NFS tho', I'd like to have it on the Rolling Vintage Industrial Cart it's sitting on at Home, but, I'm conflicted since I wouldn't want to Sell that either, but both pieces would Display Merchandise very well and conveniently for me. So, I haven't made up my Mind Yet about it. When you have your Displays up For Sale, sometimes they don't Sell right away and you're Golden for having sufficient Displays. But, other Vendors often Buy them and then you're stuck trying to Source some more at a decent price point, no longer easy. </i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwcHRDT4MSBaIjI1cOsYEr6oq8iJWD2SfE9kYWB922GymxfcmaziEIseRGDrUAihQwULSMM6uGYvhjtuSY6qbBDFs1ic5H48MHtYJeulikc_vAcqLcbvGrXwSBtKR4BeoliTIE4Ub58LHxgd1XbT5R8utzTCRmL9YuzfqXdoxcXu4MMa7Ve9zh0-Njdew/s5152/IMG_7953.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1003" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwcHRDT4MSBaIjI1cOsYEr6oq8iJWD2SfE9kYWB922GymxfcmaziEIseRGDrUAihQwULSMM6uGYvhjtuSY6qbBDFs1ic5H48MHtYJeulikc_vAcqLcbvGrXwSBtKR4BeoliTIE4Ub58LHxgd1XbT5R8utzTCRmL9YuzfqXdoxcXu4MMa7Ve9zh0-Njdew/w752-h1003/IMG_7953.JPG" width="752" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>However, I don't like having a lot of NSF Stuff in my Spaces either. Most things I have may not be For Sale, but, they can be Bought. *Winks* I've even used the tactic of putting my "I Don't Wanna Sell It Price" on stuff I wanna used as a Display but not put NSF on it and get constant Calls from Customers still wanting to know if they could Buy it. But, that almost never Works, they'll Buy it at the inflated Price and so it wasn't a deterrent. Or, they Call with Offers, and I don't want the bother of that either. *LOL* You just do need Displays, otherwise, all your Time is wasted replacing them so your Smalls aren't on the Floor or have nowhere to be properly Displayed. I rely on Smalls at our Antique Mall, it's our Bread and Butter and I don't Deal with large items anymore, too much hassle for someone my Age to schlep around or pay someone to move or transport for me.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicut_gwv4xK12kiJIW07IRzllEKv0XTZNaFGZm407qelCH2EJXnDkLhl5ehr91lIBO3DW6LTE2qBw3qcLqlnl_SFn5EFyrDtMbcuQA0UWWjPX-90K1vHM15i7s5ADn0Z3YCSOla03_vjLZk61nP7M7QS_X3uVBClkTmntkvRloa2x8tDqNgRB7_C9suiA/s2000/423766147_1320595328612005_5393532246166800589_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1488" height="1004" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicut_gwv4xK12kiJIW07IRzllEKv0XTZNaFGZm407qelCH2EJXnDkLhl5ehr91lIBO3DW6LTE2qBw3qcLqlnl_SFn5EFyrDtMbcuQA0UWWjPX-90K1vHM15i7s5ADn0Z3YCSOla03_vjLZk61nP7M7QS_X3uVBClkTmntkvRloa2x8tDqNgRB7_C9suiA/w747-h1004/423766147_1320595328612005_5393532246166800589_n.jpg" width="747" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The Margins on Furniture just isn't profitable IMO and they take up too much valuable Space that we're paying a Premium for. But a good Display is not only a Draw, but, Functional for Displaying our Merch the way I want to Merchandise it for maximum impact and profits. The Vintage Industrial Displays hold up and almost never suffer from any amount of use or manhandling by Customers, they're indestructible. Anyway, now I have all the Displays I Need in the Event I use them all... and in my present Showroom I've got almost all my Displays up For Sale. So that I don't even have to move them across the Mall to the New Showroom at the end of the Month if I can Sell them off first. My Current Showroom is in the Far Back SW Corner of our 55,000 sf Mall and my New Showroom is in the Front NE Corner of it, so, quite a distance to move everything over. I'd rather Sell Off as much as I can.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI-YB6vWurLAAdL9_w-NwKdKeoj2KOE8EvpOgDgCfuR3Ay29kUJfMZh4X_Vwe3eLIMTTb-beltAhkVxzxJPfp4MasZlWBo7qdIwcyTitMcJyGHkMg-h53bsM4hKpSADtOn-UHUogLpdm1jbqMDOayTE3pQel8E_A9odRLwKnI2vwzZenP6c4f0PYpYnaE/s2000/423766140_1113163636484716_1820877554899204145_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1488" height="1007" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI-YB6vWurLAAdL9_w-NwKdKeoj2KOE8EvpOgDgCfuR3Ay29kUJfMZh4X_Vwe3eLIMTTb-beltAhkVxzxJPfp4MasZlWBo7qdIwcyTitMcJyGHkMg-h53bsM4hKpSADtOn-UHUogLpdm1jbqMDOayTE3pQel8E_A9odRLwKnI2vwzZenP6c4f0PYpYnaE/w749-h1007/423766140_1113163636484716_1820877554899204145_n.jpg" width="749" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Right now Ken has Sold Off the majority of what he has in the Showroom and I suspect in about a Week he'll begin moving out whatever he's decided to Keep. He's had 50% Off for the whole Month now, so if it doesn't Sell at that markdown, it probably won't. I still haven't run into him and Hope that I do before he closes it down, I want to Thank him for what he has Sold to me in the way of Displays and useful Fixtures he installed in there and decided to Sell me rather than take it all down and with him. I appreciated that more than he'll know, I don't have anyone to do fabrication for me right now and installation of such things, so it was a Lifesaver to have it already installed and the Perfect Look I was going for. Ken and I have a similar Aesthetic and Vibe anyway, he does more Mantiques, but, Sources items I'd Source and find Interesting. The Above Antique Doorplate is an 1862 Eastlake Fleur de Lis Pattern I just Scored for Three Bucks.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ9cHlD70WOADIIwEgXaONv2VqX2Qo5HZTk-4ytFadzcv2iblhmDjFnSLMIHvfJrgUz6U5QqI72Svpeu4vjysXL4gd2snHzEvMkybFvAbBBxEErYyE45lGVT72tU1vStXRscMk3NWcZQ6aXoaZDui1_9zMz6LNIEV7IOjAXTrovxiSQxC5jm4QH_Kprlw/s2000/423766091_933221845019375_3665618834007140024_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1488" height="1004" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ9cHlD70WOADIIwEgXaONv2VqX2Qo5HZTk-4ytFadzcv2iblhmDjFnSLMIHvfJrgUz6U5QqI72Svpeu4vjysXL4gd2snHzEvMkybFvAbBBxEErYyE45lGVT72tU1vStXRscMk3NWcZQ6aXoaZDui1_9zMz6LNIEV7IOjAXTrovxiSQxC5jm4QH_Kprlw/w747-h1004/423766091_933221845019375_3665618834007140024_n.jpg" width="747" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I'm just getting so excited to begin moving in to the New Showroom. I'll take a few days to Decorate it before Move In, and close it off to Customers for the period of time I want to work on the Bones of the Room and move stuff over. Otherwise people get in the way and prolong the Move In and I want there to be some anticipation for a New Space Opening. It's worth losing a scant few days of having the Room Opened to the Public, to get it done Right and not be tripping over folks who have a Curiosity Factor. *LOL* The Daughter said she'd Help me and that will make a huge difference if I have her and Princess T as Helpers to get it up and running. Princess T always liked the Grand Opening Process of our Spaces best. It's when she's most Involved.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipUxPIQs4-3KqEeZMFFxIohDVaLi7j9psyK6TVol6KFaDSSTlOw8Hcq2eaG6x4ybRAnnbJ0704fzMkO1wYpceIbjyZILHbRg5mRgfJFkFp6GwV4vm9jkWg25-6NcEOeiCHkrhI56LPbi9pFOEzx8D28OSgU2uFetwutIHpWtzFVAc0lM7np1W8bbYrBhg/s1011/il_794xN.5801184471_4b1s.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1011" data-original-width="621" height="1208" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipUxPIQs4-3KqEeZMFFxIohDVaLi7j9psyK6TVol6KFaDSSTlOw8Hcq2eaG6x4ybRAnnbJ0704fzMkO1wYpceIbjyZILHbRg5mRgfJFkFp6GwV4vm9jkWg25-6NcEOeiCHkrhI56LPbi9pFOEzx8D28OSgU2uFetwutIHpWtzFVAc0lM7np1W8bbYrBhg/w744-h1208/il_794xN.5801184471_4b1s.jpg" width="744" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>While at the one Antique Store I got a bunch of Antique Hardware for only $2-$4 apiece. I have a vast Collection but I am always on the lookout for interesting pieces. There's one Doorknob from an Old School I've been Lusting after but the Vendor wants too much for it and has had it in Inventory for Years. So, one day I may make an Offer on it and see if they're Negotiable? The problem is, I've seen repops of this same Knob so I don't even know if it's original or reproduction and perhaps the Vendor doesn't either. I wouldn't pay a fraction of the Cost for any Repop... and, I'm just not sure of the authenticity since I've looked Online and that Knob looks to be reproduced often by Restoration Hardware in Bronze. So, I think the Vendor might assume it's Antique, but, it's sketchy on if it's a Restoration Hardware piece marked way up.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzrCyaFPJOPn8m_Fz4Tt-VHzNL5FsOLc5Pxxl02hzJzW00ofVhs_QoJpMnO8Be3njT5JRTg8PUp8d5st8aXa6EDL2lB9HfDyW6NZpsMMRUwct1thDk2DVUGnvPoUQ7lqOLaLd3J-qtRDYaN_ue9iF0lG27oRwmYg_IBhdr3536jhdQ5fvrCssa96WEP8E/s2000/423738033_6833512306748811_782530442071091785_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1488" height="998" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzrCyaFPJOPn8m_Fz4Tt-VHzNL5FsOLc5Pxxl02hzJzW00ofVhs_QoJpMnO8Be3njT5JRTg8PUp8d5st8aXa6EDL2lB9HfDyW6NZpsMMRUwct1thDk2DVUGnvPoUQ7lqOLaLd3J-qtRDYaN_ue9iF0lG27oRwmYg_IBhdr3536jhdQ5fvrCssa96WEP8E/w742-h998/423738033_6833512306748811_782530442071091785_n.jpg" width="742" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>As you can see, mine I got for a mere $2-$4 each are the Real Deal and I had such Fun Sourcing them from favorite Vendors who Specialize in Architectural Salvage and I've bought from for Years now. I can make Jewelry out of some of the pieces or repurpose them in other ways, as well as utilize them to replace missing Hardware on Antique Doors I have. Right now I've got a Project going on to Repurpose my Old Doors into Room Dividers in The RV Garage Mahal to break up the cavernous Warehouse looking Space and make faux Rooms to Display what I have in there and Showcase it well. There's a lot I want to do in there once I get it all Organized, to expand the Vision I'm currently working on at the Antique Mall. Things I've always Collected I know more about than things I don't, over Time you get Educated.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbyK2MxcSjvkD8qBC_Qxyz4qRep-o3a91Z5mlKLNbAafZDGMzPtqpJpMjFIB0QjkJYpyMnuzXwRucYy56mkjeGOTayYRfauEzfvfDylwwxsflQXZjodIFOMxhMjpA_a2rES0nmkE5VYaoQCwKWMhxHZqMolZYrnJoi8D0Xlxwojo0b3nxfrHNi0Ug7DDg/s2000/423903653_393005006769525_2883751979951439157_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1488" height="1007" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbyK2MxcSjvkD8qBC_Qxyz4qRep-o3a91Z5mlKLNbAafZDGMzPtqpJpMjFIB0QjkJYpyMnuzXwRucYy56mkjeGOTayYRfauEzfvfDylwwxsflQXZjodIFOMxhMjpA_a2rES0nmkE5VYaoQCwKWMhxHZqMolZYrnJoi8D0Xlxwojo0b3nxfrHNi0Ug7DDg/w749-h1007/423903653_393005006769525_2883751979951439157_n.jpg" width="749" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> I did Score some great Unique Antique Hardware, the above Doorplates look like they have Asian or Arabic Writing on them. It just looks like more than Ornate Art, it looks like Script in another Language to me. And I'm leaning towards it being Arabic Bronze Design from Circa late 1800's by Mallory & Wheeler? They had a distinctive Arabic inspired Hardware pattern very similar to this and between 1834-1913 Won numerous Awards for their Hardware Designs. For only Three Bucks each I bought the matching Set this Vendor had and Wished they'd had the matching Doorknobs. Becoz Online pricing for this Famous Hardware Company's Antique pieces is in the stratosphere. This Set Online would be about $200 rather than the Six Bucks I paid.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPMq0yBdoWu3sZ2o0G9ag-vs_Wv4l9wef6JiTjDlpq-l4CAL9d-XdwAKzT7UCsjNAKWNfxG0YXndX9gxSUz6xXoMAn96OFYF5Z5RH1pOwr671BfVu_-_KvPLYVxlv4ZbX2QEZpuQCDnzaM23g14gUZODSnNzlwXekx5LUz9mEhvntoELOeQko3VqhlWNc/s1481/s-l1600%20(3).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1481" data-original-width="1038" height="1064" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPMq0yBdoWu3sZ2o0G9ag-vs_Wv4l9wef6JiTjDlpq-l4CAL9d-XdwAKzT7UCsjNAKWNfxG0YXndX9gxSUz6xXoMAn96OFYF5Z5RH1pOwr671BfVu_-_KvPLYVxlv4ZbX2QEZpuQCDnzaM23g14gUZODSnNzlwXekx5LUz9mEhvntoELOeQko3VqhlWNc/w745-h1064/s-l1600%20(3).jpg" width="745" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Research at Home did turn up a pristine Set of these distinctive Designed Hardware from the late 1800's and so now I know what the Doorknob should look like. So, you never know what the Universe and Laws of Attraction might now turn up and I'll have to look thru what I already have in my vast Collection of Antique Hardware, I might even already have these Knobs? Stranger things have happened and I often forget what I have stashed over the Years in my Hoard of Architectural Salvage I've been squirrelling away since the 1970's. Back when most of this was heading Landfill bound if I didn't Rescue and Save it. I feel pretty good about my Preservation measures over the Years, many things still Exist becoz I appreciated their Value long before most folks began to. I shudder to think how much has been Forever Lost tho'.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS8GjMyyJVWF7IHIwKfKdN_dSY0dwbGv6CHi-lXPpSeH24nuw6xdosM6Y10Fiy4UNwL1CDKB0nvU8SPQwtCqE4Wan4kynj5YG7F7QD87-HvsOny48MMkxQL8crjRjFyNimGDa9LpvWmqpp5UL4xQvR7FYWwIDY0MJrSyh6rna0TKSSLEd-q-IguroVMrI/s1027/s-l1600%20(4).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1027" data-original-width="713" height="1076" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS8GjMyyJVWF7IHIwKfKdN_dSY0dwbGv6CHi-lXPpSeH24nuw6xdosM6Y10Fiy4UNwL1CDKB0nvU8SPQwtCqE4Wan4kynj5YG7F7QD87-HvsOny48MMkxQL8crjRjFyNimGDa9LpvWmqpp5UL4xQvR7FYWwIDY0MJrSyh6rna0TKSSLEd-q-IguroVMrI/w747-h1076/s-l1600%20(4).jpg" width="747" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I did find the exact same 1862 Eastlake Fleur de Lis pattern Doorplates Online For Sale {Above}, for about $44 for the Set. I only paid Three Bucks for mine, but it's an Orphan, no matching Twin to make a Set. Online research is invaluable now tho' to pinpoint Era and Manufacturers of some of the Popular Designs of certain Periods for Architectural Salvage. I don't clean mine up, I like the Patina of Age and Time imparted on my Pieces... most of them look better IMO showing some of their History, effects of having been Painted over or Worn from a Century or more of use. Some Purists like to Restore everything or have it in Mint or unused New Old Stock Condition, I'm not one of them. If I find New Old Stock, that's Rarer and Cool, but, not necessary, unless I'm Reselling and know that can add to the Value for Resale.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTnoJ-JJnJCe-KvBtIfHyDXbzfW0HtFl4kWgdcgZvLT484B-K8wiK_hnUBL-FD-ztXdz8LKZ25m9kuUgXLLgg470mf12IXyRNMumxb2v5EsGcMubYXN58siE0_yg-gLewVtRIZfA83bQ287-lf9z8NsRaiOCaFrKlZ_8zgVoxVeEK4pwPrTnlYET_tn94/s2000/423737945_377860121685766_1815472234436528896_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1488" height="990" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTnoJ-JJnJCe-KvBtIfHyDXbzfW0HtFl4kWgdcgZvLT484B-K8wiK_hnUBL-FD-ztXdz8LKZ25m9kuUgXLLgg470mf12IXyRNMumxb2v5EsGcMubYXN58siE0_yg-gLewVtRIZfA83bQ287-lf9z8NsRaiOCaFrKlZ_8zgVoxVeEK4pwPrTnlYET_tn94/w736-h990/423737945_377860121685766_1815472234436528896_n.jpg" width="736" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>And now for our Food Porn, since, we did hit "Snooze" for Brunch. I had the most Adorable Fabulously Gay Young Waiter who Loved my Vibe so much he kept complimenting me on my Style. Turns out he used to be in the Fashion Industry as a Buyer, tho' he got turned off by how much was now being Imported from Nasty Warehouses out of 3rd World Countries and decided he didn't want to be involved anymore. He said literally they'd have to get the Smell out of the Product before they could Market it, becoz it reeked from how Nasty the Conditions in those Sweat Shop Warehouses were, it disgusted him to think Human Beings were Working in such squalid conditions that would produce such a Smell! He also got disgusted that now there's some great Designs but they have to feel the Need to put some ridiculous saying on the piece, why do you NEED all that to make a Fashion 'Statement'?! Exactly.</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZUw83IumI-5bgp40Ppa1Vou1DHCAq1cPT5zlasElqNmuJVzpXsTMygScJgR2C_MSwPxPgQi9ea6BC3fjpwe8IHEgPN8FHlspi_DilSDPvVFd1Vd3fZs68_LvJhRK-LTnItQdYK_ZKrvtKTyHdHRHbW54P0bHFVcEBsXNOt1zmh9hPG7eGMoTcW2wivQM/s2015/431840595_7637014883018021_3452353472686382616_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="986" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZUw83IumI-5bgp40Ppa1Vou1DHCAq1cPT5zlasElqNmuJVzpXsTMygScJgR2C_MSwPxPgQi9ea6BC3fjpwe8IHEgPN8FHlspi_DilSDPvVFd1Vd3fZs68_LvJhRK-LTnItQdYK_ZKrvtKTyHdHRHbW54P0bHFVcEBsXNOt1zmh9hPG7eGMoTcW2wivQM/w736-h986/431840595_7637014883018021_3452353472686382616_n.jpg" width="736" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>He looked Fabulously Trendy, as most of the Staff do at "Snooze" anyway, and was wearing a string of Pearls with his very Fashionable Wardrobe. He said he Adored that I WAS the "Whole Rainbow" with my Bright Colors and Authentic Hippie Vibe. *LOL* The reason that Statement tickled me is I told him that's what my Grandson has always said to me, The Young Prince has often said I AM "The Whole Rainbow". *Bwahahaha* Well, of coarse, so is The Young Prince, which is why he was always stealing my Wardrobe... and I told the Waiter that too and he confessed to Raiding a few Closets himself as well as falling out of one, he was hilarious and Adorbs. And said he'd mos def be Raiding mine if we were Friends. *Winks* The Man's choice was Below, he had the Avocado Toast with House Hashbrowns. I had The Bene Duo, which you can pick which Two Benedicts you want... Princess T used to call this Restaurant my "Pretentious Egg Place" when she was little. *LMAO*</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4qSk8E9CRTUQm-cWteMkf7jOhbKdbHlmsU6J19VctEhrHx-HCTue5ZVNWvQHa6sqCEuxpNGq-wMmS3EYtOsGbN60Jhf3dP1_yhv9cAJt07iy390iYQhJQQ6Ishb8csjrVSofAPRBp25TKRclRsCPcRP5HAh5xyJoEUqEAOtc1yI-Wcl5KpUWLXxLJkfg/s2015/431777781_7637019293017580_2364786406994585268_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="989" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4qSk8E9CRTUQm-cWteMkf7jOhbKdbHlmsU6J19VctEhrHx-HCTue5ZVNWvQHa6sqCEuxpNGq-wMmS3EYtOsGbN60Jhf3dP1_yhv9cAJt07iy390iYQhJQQ6Ishb8csjrVSofAPRBp25TKRclRsCPcRP5HAh5xyJoEUqEAOtc1yI-Wcl5KpUWLXxLJkfg/w739-h989/431777781_7637019293017580_2364786406994585268_n.jpg" width="739" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Of coarse, at the time she couldn't appreciate the Flavor Profiles of Adult Foods so she'd whine that she wanted "Regular Eggs" and not "Pretentious Eggs" and the Staff used to Laugh their Asses off about that. *Smiles* Now she goes in and Orders Pretentious Meals herself and admits they always had the Cutest and most Authentic to Self Waiters and Beautifully Bold Waitresses at my Fav Haunts Downtown. They weren't your Garden Variety Employees and so we Fit In with the Help and got along with them all, since we're very Different and totally Outsider Weirdos too. So, they were of Our Tribe. *LOL* Sometimes I shoot her off Pixs while I'm at "Snooze" and tell her I'm having some "Pretentious Eggs and a Lavender Iced Latte... Wish you were Here... LOL". BTW, their Lavender Iced Latte is to Die For!!! </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjstTwOfJ-P3LFRyT7wVINSIRoflmveGSUotE8T_mxRwRXyy2BT6vIer9IfP_UEVZ6i6S1GwkbH57uiQ_SBdSGkTNBSZAGDBXolQ6ohpdXKCImyGfOZ4sncm6oLYRThU_bAwcD2wWN1RqYyh6jdCv3JTsKAK1KSlfipVKi1RQkqskRVc7tpeJelqK4Vuio/s2000/423737796_336501322747570_7687228423192233669_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1488" height="997" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjstTwOfJ-P3LFRyT7wVINSIRoflmveGSUotE8T_mxRwRXyy2BT6vIer9IfP_UEVZ6i6S1GwkbH57uiQ_SBdSGkTNBSZAGDBXolQ6ohpdXKCImyGfOZ4sncm6oLYRThU_bAwcD2wWN1RqYyh6jdCv3JTsKAK1KSlfipVKi1RQkqskRVc7tpeJelqK4Vuio/w741-h997/423737796_336501322747570_7687228423192233669_n.jpg" width="741" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> And Yeah, I'm a TOTAL Coffee Snob, I don't Care how you Feel about it or Tease me about it. *Bwahaha* </i></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The Son always Jokes that I'm the most Hood and yet the most Bougie... and so Extra like that... which, is absolutely True, I AM. Nothing Wrong with being Bourgeois IMO, I'll wear the Label Proudly in fact, even tho' most folk will mean it and intend it as an Insult, you have to TAKE the Offense to be Offended. And I'll just counter with a Fuck You with a Smile. *LOL and Winks* I ain't gonna Lie, I do love to torment the Passive Aggressives of this World when they get Snarky and Amuse myself at their expense, it's a lot of Fun and Entertaining to wind them up for Sport... or to put them on Blast publicly. Since if they weren't Cowards and afraid to death of actual Confrontations and being Authentic enuf to be Direct, they wouldn't be Passive Aggressives, would they? *Bwahahaha*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWyccECJ0vIVNuZdgYscSIe6kpwVaPPg2giwLUPbiGb1d8qUh95yHBmFLfd0xH3MifZZxD33sYOPBsUwKBj6tFHSlbcbsQW1cR1ZnWdL51cHAKo2j3k0bw1fQBj0qHwA8yIW3b6Aj0GqxJ5pJRHgQSIWqIvSjuQpdgSOOVQ624j4cU6RfZPBkbFPz6omA/s2000/428354976_646507890936320_5870598837939217211_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1488" height="990" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWyccECJ0vIVNuZdgYscSIe6kpwVaPPg2giwLUPbiGb1d8qUh95yHBmFLfd0xH3MifZZxD33sYOPBsUwKBj6tFHSlbcbsQW1cR1ZnWdL51cHAKo2j3k0bw1fQBj0qHwA8yIW3b6Aj0GqxJ5pJRHgQSIWqIvSjuQpdgSOOVQ624j4cU6RfZPBkbFPz6omA/w737-h990/428354976_646507890936320_5870598837939217211_n.jpg" width="737" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Jesus, just say what you Mean and Mean what you fucking say already, or I have trouble even Respecting you. Grow a Pair and don't be so Snarky or Fake and people might actually begin to Like you? I find it particularly Amusing that when being Passive Aggressive and Snarky comes back to bite them in their Ass, they act like The Victim, oh, Please, you had it coming. You should have expected that reaction in fact, unless you're Clueless? </i><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> I have seen people within a Family Structure that just can't be Real with one another and communicate effectively, then wonder why their Relationships with each other is so fucked up or more complicated than it has to be or needs to be. Or they're Estranged and talking more Openly and saying Smack about each other, but behind each other's Backs to other random people, to Vent or feel Heard. Coz that's the only time they're being Honest about how they really Feel about how messed up it's become.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg5o2NB5M9qhw2pVNxspBtNHLvev09tW60bw4ZK2ElepOjgGGw7Y6BpFxc4XPuEUwZfe5zWHChdSL0krKBAReHnBeDsp6BgIE8mkcoI2F4yBnrH6KszZroadeSKrAT8xCtYA8oPy-grJJSKvqkh_wRFb7JyMbktds_4_97kjzB8wtsvzZDQNbl8ehZR_w/s640/417487142_823384409834991_1074334184654870566_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="512" height="919" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg5o2NB5M9qhw2pVNxspBtNHLvev09tW60bw4ZK2ElepOjgGGw7Y6BpFxc4XPuEUwZfe5zWHChdSL0krKBAReHnBeDsp6BgIE8mkcoI2F4yBnrH6KszZroadeSKrAT8xCtYA8oPy-grJJSKvqkh_wRFb7JyMbktds_4_97kjzB8wtsvzZDQNbl8ehZR_w/w735-h919/417487142_823384409834991_1074334184654870566_n.jpg" width="735" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> Well, it's time for a Sit Down in each other's presence IMO, even if you need a Mediator or Moderator to make that happen and Clear the Air. You constantly do this Dance and aren't Real or Honest with one another, so, whaddya expect? And either Relationships Work Out... or... they don't... that's just Life. Christ on a Bike, if you acted like that with me I'd have to Check you at the Front and tell you to knock it off if you even Hope to have functional Relationship between us. I don't have the Patience otherwise with The Game they're playing. *LOL* Some folks like to Play Games, I outgrew that a long fucking time ago and am not interested in revisiting my Childhood like that with Game Players. I don't even play Board Games or Cards, I can't sit thru it with a modicum of Patience, so folks playing Games in Relationships, forget about it, not worth my Time or Energy. Swipe Left with it.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT-Hu6EutKgTYMCQLDhTUvwd3tIRepgyAbG_FliCZhO8TLu4Iz9qfIw_jw1D1KKjY_qj4j5BUCeCTe-_DOZrL0D9rLzRg0RzExOQNB1X4toFAMwyRINSHAm2vckhyphenhyphen2AYzK3Bsejr8u-TzdhHMGIqXwPkx4YrEhcJvEWQTHOa9Ye-fd2E-AfjX9v7D_w3E/s2015/431660284_7636601736392669_6901884098691260119_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="991" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT-Hu6EutKgTYMCQLDhTUvwd3tIRepgyAbG_FliCZhO8TLu4Iz9qfIw_jw1D1KKjY_qj4j5BUCeCTe-_DOZrL0D9rLzRg0RzExOQNB1X4toFAMwyRINSHAm2vckhyphenhyphen2AYzK3Bsejr8u-TzdhHMGIqXwPkx4YrEhcJvEWQTHOa9Ye-fd2E-AfjX9v7D_w3E/w740-h991/431660284_7636601736392669_6901884098691260119_n.jpg" width="740" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </i><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I brought that Subject up becoz for some reason I do have people we know come to me for advice about Relationships with Family or Friends they're struggling with and clearly they do Care, even if they pretend they don't, or, it wouldn't bother them. Nobody even Thinks about folks they don't Care about, Trust and Believe. If someone doesn't Care about you, you're probably rarely, if ever, in their Thoughts. I personally Believe that most folks don 't even Think about you as much as you might Imagine that they do. If you're out of circulation with them, you may even be a distant Memory or not come up on their Radar very often, even if you parted ways amicably or due to circumstance and are still Okay with each other. If you aren't Okay with each other, well, personally, those are the folks I tend to Think about least of all actually. I just don't Care enuf to let them live in my Head Rent Free.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7aIXgrFJ2q5gc_H0hv4zcfCMFzRv4Xb16Ez8b4JO8Vm5rGO50a15LnBG4RP3qHyL7s4Gwiwj5BJKsgyOch40oI8626mMZ6NT_cDQCdAtHPg1Hl7ac4sZ_keHRfXAsYnDYSrR5kippJjOAWgzqYEY3AmjClW0Way2YfvkCh2b75j1yCS3pqakYwUIcCao/s2015/431648650_7636603553059154_8710935468124423770_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="989" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7aIXgrFJ2q5gc_H0hv4zcfCMFzRv4Xb16Ez8b4JO8Vm5rGO50a15LnBG4RP3qHyL7s4Gwiwj5BJKsgyOch40oI8626mMZ6NT_cDQCdAtHPg1Hl7ac4sZ_keHRfXAsYnDYSrR5kippJjOAWgzqYEY3AmjClW0Way2YfvkCh2b75j1yCS3pqakYwUIcCao/w739-h989/431648650_7636603553059154_8710935468124423770_n.jpg" width="739" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> They say they come to me to ask my Opinion since it seems I have Functional Relationships with everyone I interact with on The Regular... or even Situationally. I tell them that it's simply becoz if a level of Dysfunction exists and can't Correct, I'm likely to just Speak the Truth in Love. </i><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> To just tell a person, Listen, just Be Well and Be Gone if we can't have Functional Relationship, it'll be better for both of us. I can remain Cordial and Kind that way towards anyone and everyone, yet, have less exposure that would be difficult for either or both of us. Life is just too short and in 100 Years, <b><u>all</u></b> New People, so, not worth trying to cultivate something that causes you grief, pain or misery and just isn't working for anyone involved IMO. It doesn't mean you can't reconcile or work it out later, everyone evolves and work on themselves in Positive ways. And if someone doesn't wanna work things out, respect that and Move On. There are ebbs and flows to all of Life. People come, People go... it's all Okay... you'll Live thru it. BTW: Eli is missing his Girl, he's morose. *awwww*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9MVuLDeU8hRQFrnKOwTkxCINt5HScdpeL27ClpaLW5ZjotRXkZZfkx3n-gUd_SwKl4HJSqmUvVXw6S1V4LrPpAWP8tAcw26iSsnhOg9t4Iv_M7mwZ8myleDYF-KEBFTuP_K1nK-MCQL-rVkuHl3GQWEIh8LVgLSv9FizrVmf5qxyi8a0Ie7EuYGusP2U/s1114/430477381_7626689100717266_5680419252473997056_ns.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1114" data-original-width="808" height="1015" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9MVuLDeU8hRQFrnKOwTkxCINt5HScdpeL27ClpaLW5ZjotRXkZZfkx3n-gUd_SwKl4HJSqmUvVXw6S1V4LrPpAWP8tAcw26iSsnhOg9t4Iv_M7mwZ8myleDYF-KEBFTuP_K1nK-MCQL-rVkuHl3GQWEIh8LVgLSv9FizrVmf5qxyi8a0Ie7EuYGusP2U/w736-h1015/430477381_7626689100717266_5680419252473997056_ns.jpg" width="736" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I'm not even who I used to be or who I'll become perhaps Years down the line, it's Okay. You can't be everything to everybody, just not possible, and at the end of the day you have to be at Peace with yourself first, before you can be at Peace with anyone else. I'm pretty Ride or Die with my Inner Circle, but it's a tight selective Circle and not everyone is invited in. And anyone is Free to Leave it without explanation or hard feelings, anybody that can Leave, was never tied to your Destiny anyway, so, let them Go with your Blessings, Be Well and Be Gone. I've used that Mantra most all of my Life and it's Served me Well in fact. Some folks I've Missed and some I haven't at all... either way, I Wish them Well and Hope they prospered on their Life's Journey, even when and if I'm no longer a part of it.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLgGNxuGpcd2oFx_E6CIdakQdwuGMEmN6ofMMxfANHAEXq_gCNp2ELjkyZuvxJBFeWtup-bo6peaZUj3xXOuEQka8QviQVMR9YGol8Cc7WGeyUUzY_pQNLgM5QO8L1SM-yAzYpOIGASD_e6SLjNj5OxeNgab1iSCGekDSuSpvrAFhnTRdi6I2k-T3Fyl0/s2000/430002727_816032253696665_2297921160836922646_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1488" height="986" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLgGNxuGpcd2oFx_E6CIdakQdwuGMEmN6ofMMxfANHAEXq_gCNp2ELjkyZuvxJBFeWtup-bo6peaZUj3xXOuEQka8QviQVMR9YGol8Cc7WGeyUUzY_pQNLgM5QO8L1SM-yAzYpOIGASD_e6SLjNj5OxeNgab1iSCGekDSuSpvrAFhnTRdi6I2k-T3Fyl0/w734-h986/430002727_816032253696665_2297921160836922646_n.jpg" width="734" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Moving On... I got this 1950 Carnival Chalkware Prize Puppy that is Dated the day they Won it at a Summer Carnival in 1950, for only $5.99. I Collect Vintage Carnival Kitsch, LOVE it. This was way back when you could Win Cool stuff at Carnivals and State Fairs worth Winning IMO. I used to Love the little Indie Traveling Gypsy Carnivals in Europe, since they had the most Novel of Prizes when I was Young, including Carnival Glass and even Orphaned Fine China, we'd Win it for our Mom. I used to have a lot of Carnival Glass Won from those Carnies. We were Surprised, when we moved back to the United States, the Popularity of Carnival Glass... Depression Glass... Uranium Glass... and Jadeite... not becoz we didn't Love it too, but, it used to be considered Worthless and just given away or Won, not Sold. </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTVeo-aaWc0kCtzSaTA2MA9JUken2j2BO1YHagNBUCX7piGRbPLtIOvdoLiPqWbJ_Nos3FpXDiOSSl8mrXhw64t1rzxoV2G9h-Tm2L5LrFkmhinpnkqJd89p54ARhBFWhbyiwjTPMw1Ce5wjEbDB0YbD70XyVkpJZKYAJwgb-KMWyOwi4lPOwOnHRYC3A/s2000/423737750_1511706586228528_3028091054588429875_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1488" height="987" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTVeo-aaWc0kCtzSaTA2MA9JUken2j2BO1YHagNBUCX7piGRbPLtIOvdoLiPqWbJ_Nos3FpXDiOSSl8mrXhw64t1rzxoV2G9h-Tm2L5LrFkmhinpnkqJd89p54ARhBFWhbyiwjTPMw1Ce5wjEbDB0YbD70XyVkpJZKYAJwgb-KMWyOwi4lPOwOnHRYC3A/w734-h987/423737750_1511706586228528_3028091054588429875_n.jpg" width="734" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">*******</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I'll end the Post with an Image of a Cool Antique Scale a Vendor had...</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Dawn... The Bohemian </i></p>Bohemianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825579903367960408.post-10442679385834901302024-03-11T02:32:00.000-07:002024-03-11T02:34:05.539-07:00An Injury... Just What I Don't Need!!!<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibg8CNelVB9gffcmMDyNXy91CWXuJ1CotYfpbRzSkAKoz6Zg_JY3YxKw6txbDQCTKgvnGnEUEXAhOiSatpZJbZYBs-_RQgoYBFVIqUEw8vUC-x6_b0BwnYjJ80CE2VtUMEsxk5VTOXfBd8_eVeEt_Z4s_kpQaKFZwwiQJZMIQazsZsulkoi9UDWYsKZdQ/s960/431632330_7628818867170956_379020948600930078_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="991" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibg8CNelVB9gffcmMDyNXy91CWXuJ1CotYfpbRzSkAKoz6Zg_JY3YxKw6txbDQCTKgvnGnEUEXAhOiSatpZJbZYBs-_RQgoYBFVIqUEw8vUC-x6_b0BwnYjJ80CE2VtUMEsxk5VTOXfBd8_eVeEt_Z4s_kpQaKFZwwiQJZMIQazsZsulkoi9UDWYsKZdQ/w744-h991/431632330_7628818867170956_379020948600930078_n.jpg" width="744" /></a></span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>So, 30 Minutes before the end of my Shift on Sunday Night I stubbed my Little Toe on my Right Foot and really injured it, I'll probably lose the Nail and it hurts like Hell! I can feel my Heart beating in the Toe and my Arch keeps now cramping in Charlie Horses... so, I'm gimpy and pretty miserable trying to Walk now. *Le sigh* Other than that everything is Swell. *Bwahahaha* Actually, Sales are really Strong for this 1st Week of the 2 Week Pay Period, the strongest in a long time. I'm Selling a lot out of our New Locked Case, so, it's paying off handsomely. Yay!!!</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJk-2yUjBVxxIRV5n2Yz6ZPhlgRCXY4a80D2wSWo5nJWDtHGZV-LxursVzlNc4oCAyvetNhItQhLvdlz7tFiOEAp2gnDJcxufECqdN4Bs36mnov376Sj5uSpVLx36suMup95-tm3q0S7cME9ErDV4QxSrMdNVE7vzGqmqVVVgOoKFZY-Zq5p4PpmxGuWU/s960/431411143_7628819090504267_5853520179597992566_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="986" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJk-2yUjBVxxIRV5n2Yz6ZPhlgRCXY4a80D2wSWo5nJWDtHGZV-LxursVzlNc4oCAyvetNhItQhLvdlz7tFiOEAp2gnDJcxufECqdN4Bs36mnov376Sj5uSpVLx36suMup95-tm3q0S7cME9ErDV4QxSrMdNVE7vzGqmqVVVgOoKFZY-Zq5p4PpmxGuWU/w739-h986/431411143_7628819090504267_5853520179597992566_n.jpg" width="739" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The Daughter did a lot of Work for me here at the House while I was at Work, which I appreciated. I've been falling behind in Housekeeping and keeping Order and Tidiness. I'm the biggest Offender in fact of Cluttering, I can't blame the rest of the Family. I have been burning some Palo Santo Incense Cones to try to Cleanse the Vibe around the House, which just seems Chaotic and Unbalanced right now. It's an Energy Cleanser, and removes Negativity by clearing it, Shamans have used it for Centuries. I've been struggling with feeling Negative and despondent lately, even tho' I abhor Negative Energy. The Aroma lasts long after the Cone burns down, it's really pleasant.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFyKJDF8PSftNvTW5riiC3ZdkQSGe4rw9AO07a2PFkOU5PJHzDpsnym5fyiGD7thwZNGHCoCs7lvxkahJXzvdAMIjlJRxTwIa09s4r33dR6RZk3ggAvV1fmt8AEXFdJi1nsKt78HqLe_d9ceKM7PEYFb_S4q3xl9e6p2yTP-lSlgqzjTLdHQU_Ao45JB0/s2015/431680397_7633353633384146_788177153215753395_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="983" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFyKJDF8PSftNvTW5riiC3ZdkQSGe4rw9AO07a2PFkOU5PJHzDpsnym5fyiGD7thwZNGHCoCs7lvxkahJXzvdAMIjlJRxTwIa09s4r33dR6RZk3ggAvV1fmt8AEXFdJi1nsKt78HqLe_d9ceKM7PEYFb_S4q3xl9e6p2yTP-lSlgqzjTLdHQU_Ao45JB0/w734-h983/431680397_7633353633384146_788177153215753395_n.jpg" width="734" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The Cones aren't dense and are quite lightweight, and can break easily, since they're made out of the soft Palo Santo Wood compressed Sawdust, so they burn quickly and have trouble standing up sometimes. I have the Palo Santo Wood Sticks I could burn too, but I happen to like the Cones best. Even the Ash retains the Scent for Hours, very fragrant, probably more so than most Incense Cones of any other kind. At Work everyone was in a good mood, we had some substitute Workers filling in for Regulars that weren't there. But it was all people I get along really well with, since they're good Workers and easy to be around. That always makes for a pleasant and Drama Free Shift where everyone is pulling their own weight.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQu3xKHD77TMm_vofnvLmjpX8nDIeCnqO9ua-b6zUZ7jeRT3kDSX3ew2LGF_e8rQZd4lSi37mnAhXn18F-MTP22Jkf8o2TwB_Ad1RhXihKWz9n7eGKb3cgXnT6j82VYlVGhJQ8j24Qfgd3QKLnQlIwJB0NWPjTGXJpmwo26BDwgJnmqmHH-7EFHoc8TdM/s2015/431692266_7633570143362495_5494954730473652342_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="988" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQu3xKHD77TMm_vofnvLmjpX8nDIeCnqO9ua-b6zUZ7jeRT3kDSX3ew2LGF_e8rQZd4lSi37mnAhXn18F-MTP22Jkf8o2TwB_Ad1RhXihKWz9n7eGKb3cgXnT6j82VYlVGhJQ8j24Qfgd3QKLnQlIwJB0NWPjTGXJpmwo26BDwgJnmqmHH-7EFHoc8TdM/w738-h988/431692266_7633570143362495_5494954730473652342_n.jpg" width="738" /></a></i></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /> </i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I'd hardly eaten anything all day, just no appetite to speak of, I didn't even feel hungry. But, I had this as a late Lunch/early Dinner before going to Work. It's the Sizzling Beef at a fav Vietnamese Restaurant, with a Vietnamese Iced Coffee with Boba. I couldn't eat the Rice and just poured any of the delish Sauce over it that was left, and took it To Go for later. It will make a splendid Fried Rice for Lunch the next day. Anyway, this comes to your Table still sizzling and steaming, it's sublime. The price has gone up since Pandemic, but it's so worth it, that it is one of the more indulgent dishes I like to order. I need to Weigh myself again and see how much more Weight I've lost on GOLO, but I'm trying not to focus or fixate on Weighing myself that often.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIo7Yeumnjesf8HC5nLCTrOBAJ3uX2Kj6IG64DC1_MvrWxaiIBr7yVnXTV5LbXZilDB4ZAHXCu1T3NsQlSiFgMn17S9_fX1x2wTfesiZEx7UqsrpQJFPAj3r4G8XXyMk0Wgg1xaevI9TTU6yamPzXYjx6PRjgLfiKvi4rp-nM580FeLEKPncBzbR_X4js/s1678/431631959_7626094020776774_2508545611307329877_nd.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1678" data-original-width="1088" height="1146" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIo7Yeumnjesf8HC5nLCTrOBAJ3uX2Kj6IG64DC1_MvrWxaiIBr7yVnXTV5LbXZilDB4ZAHXCu1T3NsQlSiFgMn17S9_fX1x2wTfesiZEx7UqsrpQJFPAj3r4G8XXyMk0Wgg1xaevI9TTU6yamPzXYjx6PRjgLfiKvi4rp-nM580FeLEKPncBzbR_X4js/w741-h1146/431631959_7626094020776774_2508545611307329877_nd.jpg" width="741" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Friends and Family didn't want me to Sell my Marvin Gaye Painting, and so I pulled him from Inventory when I went in to Work and decided to Keep it. I was very fond of this Painting and had felt quite conflicted about Selling it anyway. I'd wrestled with putting it up For Sale... and often, when I'm feeling that conflicted about detaching from an item, it's best that I wait a while at least and reconsider. I can always change my Mind and Let Go later if I can more easily detach. The general consensus was that I shouldn't Sell it, and I felt they were all probably Right and I'd regret it should the Painting Sell. So, he's back Home and I'm glad about it. *Smiles* It's such a Beautiful and Realistic Portrait of him that it almost looks like a Black & White Photograph and not an Oil Painting. It captures his Essence.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9dwZojsLGM-vrtZsmzoJQvewkWIq4MuJFrb_-fpUD7GM9GWV_8xAwoxYgDEOMBmG5fhzut-9uQE_wOmwMSBDX8UNoZFc8qskE5E9EgEauABwrKoux2Lf1GtwV3VxifPUV5uwhSHJkKes_hI0reXunri1DDXe2Vh7h14LyF3hhQ7z_dNSVzb2zVyC7hNA/s622/s-l1600%20(10).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="622" data-original-width="417" height="1102" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9dwZojsLGM-vrtZsmzoJQvewkWIq4MuJFrb_-fpUD7GM9GWV_8xAwoxYgDEOMBmG5fhzut-9uQE_wOmwMSBDX8UNoZFc8qskE5E9EgEauABwrKoux2Lf1GtwV3VxifPUV5uwhSHJkKes_hI0reXunri1DDXe2Vh7h14LyF3hhQ7z_dNSVzb2zVyC7hNA/w741-h1102/s-l1600%20(10).jpg" width="741" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Quite a few of the Fresh T-Shirts I'd brought in and about half of the LPS I'd brought in had already Sold in a single Day! It probably was the most Sales I'd had in a single Day for a long time, especially given there was no promotion the Mall was enticing Customers with until next Week. It's not even that we had a lot of Customers, but those coming in were the more Serious Buyers and knew what they wanted. Some of my higher end Merch was moving too, not just the inexpensive Smalls. I had to bring in a lot more Fresh Inventory for the Locked Case already and I've only had it a Week!!! Booyah!!! I also restocked the Showroom again, even tho' I'd brought in a lot just a couple Days ago. I'm getting better at Pricing and rotating in Fresh Merch often now.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc_es0C6nfy_7lDPBYcbhDLIoke2y-D30SgCDgeEv8JxZGGisDBmgKHi5jT3YJfpZs55hMJFaWlurGksaSIsu1BsnRYrqsy6bL6y0NTrZx0i6X7wDIbZtVxYOXFZWT4DCtQsP3Hd5W-tcEKY5yY24nqcVhFBvDW6KZQWzChuDC1W6UlfUaxWrL3izeW2w/s2414/001.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2414" data-original-width="1946" height="915" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc_es0C6nfy_7lDPBYcbhDLIoke2y-D30SgCDgeEv8JxZGGisDBmgKHi5jT3YJfpZs55hMJFaWlurGksaSIsu1BsnRYrqsy6bL6y0NTrZx0i6X7wDIbZtVxYOXFZWT4DCtQsP3Hd5W-tcEKY5yY24nqcVhFBvDW6KZQWzChuDC1W6UlfUaxWrL3izeW2w/w737-h915/001.JPG" width="737" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><i><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I should get some Easter Merch in there, but I really don't have a lot left to Sell. And Easter is one of those Holidays that is tricky, a lot of people don't Buy Seasonal Decor for Easter, even if they're Religious. I Sold almost all my Seasonal excess last Year and I don't Source for Holidays per se just to Re-Sell. You could get stuck with it after the Holiday passes and have to hold onto it for another Year or just Donate it if you don't want to Store it that long. Unless it's a Primo piece with great margins, it's simply not worth the effort just to make a Seasonal Vignette that might do well... or... NOT. There are some Vendors that Specialize in Seasonal Merch and do an entire Booth or more of it, I'm not one of them. I don't know how well they do with it either? Seems they have a lot Invested in Holiday Decor.</i></div></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzqsPaPlKXpvZtiKTV4k4sFh74hYoxa2XniJ-6mRB_WyrybkNgp6VyXuGywq62N_dgrBcezV80BBDadiFsKfNzztvyPfrH0qaQj4Y6DqvSSdF1bWGSR0ntNiRMSBj12oyszCJ6_ZN4RM2g053UEUQNOoKxdQsR-yXDhxi39GkMwIvrzqCs5C2AW-MuRYQ/s3024/007.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="2218" height="998" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzqsPaPlKXpvZtiKTV4k4sFh74hYoxa2XniJ-6mRB_WyrybkNgp6VyXuGywq62N_dgrBcezV80BBDadiFsKfNzztvyPfrH0qaQj4Y6DqvSSdF1bWGSR0ntNiRMSBj12oyszCJ6_ZN4RM2g053UEUQNOoKxdQsR-yXDhxi39GkMwIvrzqCs5C2AW-MuRYQ/w733-h998/007.JPG" width="733" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Listen, I haven't even Decorated for Easter this Year and probably won't. I used to and in The RV Garage Mahal I have some Easter Collectibles I'm Keeping on permanent Display in there. Then I don't have the Work of putting it up and then taking it down when the Holiday has passed, and I'm content with that practice right now. I have too much to do so spending a lot of time putting up and taking down Holiday or Seasonal Displays in the Main House just isn't happening. Perhaps it will once everything is finally done, but, while it's not, I just don't have sufficient motivation to add more Work to my days. I just want to enjoy the Holidays and Admire what Retailers might Decorate with these days. Frankly, few are even bothering to Decorate for Easter... so, either they don't have the Merch or they're not feeling it's worth the effort?</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsmGlIokC5KrWTRRqn-IUmbjLuV5vtDPURh2WHZo5OfF7e7u_Gt7SYBvkK6rh1wo_WfG8mIGxBFx0Uak4ZYIhx-2yl5v3fgAy-076vz7SmTRjw2J6C0quhmgvGlbE4kW-WEBMZEZpfBXUy6tAvRRkE4HAt26SB3yPix3Uy60NYI3iNT0uX5d_pN_S-pKc/s1786/086.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1786" data-original-width="1340" height="976" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsmGlIokC5KrWTRRqn-IUmbjLuV5vtDPURh2WHZo5OfF7e7u_Gt7SYBvkK6rh1wo_WfG8mIGxBFx0Uak4ZYIhx-2yl5v3fgAy-076vz7SmTRjw2J6C0quhmgvGlbE4kW-WEBMZEZpfBXUy6tAvRRkE4HAt26SB3yPix3Uy60NYI3iNT0uX5d_pN_S-pKc/w732-h976/086.JPG" width="732" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>So few Events exist anymore, or the Brick & Mortar Shops of the Past, that did a lot of exceptional Merchandising. So, it's not like the Old Days when there was tons of Inspiration and Eye Candy abounding, especially around the Holidays. Now most of the remaining few are going with the Mass Merchandising, so it's looking too much like Crate & Barrel for me. Yes, it's Pretty, but, it's Mass Produced and contrived, overdone in the Trending Dept., so, not anything I feel particularly Inspired by.</i></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> You could go into Dozens of Homes and see it, nothing Unique or particularly Interesting or having the Essence of anyone in particular. The Euromarket Designs Look is popular and everyone from Hobby Lobby to Ikea has about the same Look and Merch actually. And Cheaper than a Specialty Shop or Event is charging for the exact same Product.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiikMF-K9OQU2_fUrqDCHCNdxBFGK0Cc-7zt8Ona7lIkG-dOq50rqHdwEn2J2dAAV7VJGvf7BlmPnQ-plkKrrtyWzWQn6GcXbMSN27uhA987rTJ6eqOpnDHzvEHGvGwq1R2WzqkQPYFZ2M-s_-JpXw3AjhtQYXH-Xy-eItd42_zNOu7njEGo58EfsJF7-s/s2998/047.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2998" data-original-width="2204" height="996" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiikMF-K9OQU2_fUrqDCHCNdxBFGK0Cc-7zt8Ona7lIkG-dOq50rqHdwEn2J2dAAV7VJGvf7BlmPnQ-plkKrrtyWzWQn6GcXbMSN27uhA987rTJ6eqOpnDHzvEHGvGwq1R2WzqkQPYFZ2M-s_-JpXw3AjhtQYXH-Xy-eItd42_zNOu7njEGo58EfsJF7-s/w731-h996/047.JPG" width="731" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I still prefer Vintage items, Quality Antiquities, and Unique or OOAK Product that I'd prefer to Invest in. There's very little, if any, Investment Value in mass produced Merch. Most of it wasn't even built to last or be Kept long. Plus, the Trends of it pass quickly and on to the next thing that will be mass produced overseas and imported. I do like some Imports if they have a lot of Hand Work to them, even if Modern Artisans Created them, but, I won't overpay for them since I know how Cheaply they can be had direct from the Suppliers. I can order at Wholesale Price Points Online just as easily as anyone else Buying from them... and often get it Shipped and Delivered right to my Door for Free. You can Google anything these Days and see your Options and which Competitors have the best Prices for it. </i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnyoMPpDSErZeR7byleu1YItx3hRONLQFmIcfvcPEQPo8a7FJeIsXriliHNVNy7XR62DZqE3wCGKp_doMWJHlAMrh3f7HIHmsU-PqpSfFAA2zS8E-4HgYaqaJH9CDDMlt0vThcwxPHuBeqe1lrv5SG3DK0_LksPE8yqb04l7vnKE5gO99Xn_CnCOjWspA/s3224/039.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3224" data-original-width="2472" height="955" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnyoMPpDSErZeR7byleu1YItx3hRONLQFmIcfvcPEQPo8a7FJeIsXriliHNVNy7XR62DZqE3wCGKp_doMWJHlAMrh3f7HIHmsU-PqpSfFAA2zS8E-4HgYaqaJH9CDDMlt0vThcwxPHuBeqe1lrv5SG3DK0_LksPE8yqb04l7vnKE5gO99Xn_CnCOjWspA/w731-h955/039.JPG" width="731" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>That also means it's easy to find the Sources and the Mark Ups various Retailers are building in to what you'd be paying if you don't Buy direct. So, as far as what's being Produced in the Here and Now, you have Options if you decide you really want it. There really aren't very many Industry Secrets anymore if what they're Buying is being mass produced and offered to anyone from the Main Distributors of whatever it is, there's no exclusivity to it. Whatever is being made Abroad, well, they don't really Care who their Customer is, so long as you pay their Price, they'll do Business with you. And you don't have to purchase in bulk anymore either to get a Deal. They're hungry for whatever Cash Flow will come in from however many wanna Buy it, in small or large amounts.</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBSCe0gbvK4U3BXvz_CpQvPhYjzXXijavEzTFtnGT8RQnwoBfciU1WSG_ke0Ft0OA6OYUC9Hz1uJmSo4oHa0SLwlRLQfxvVdgFQYA8gSdJgAgFVhyphenhyphenApB5zTslx1XTBRjZVky_batbIcNDmWRpmz4sh2Qd3WLKjQxe4S1XFXTk_IlA9dB8yfh6HyUmCCOg/s2291/107.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2291" data-original-width="1621" height="1042" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBSCe0gbvK4U3BXvz_CpQvPhYjzXXijavEzTFtnGT8RQnwoBfciU1WSG_ke0Ft0OA6OYUC9Hz1uJmSo4oHa0SLwlRLQfxvVdgFQYA8gSdJgAgFVhyphenhyphenApB5zTslx1XTBRjZVky_batbIcNDmWRpmz4sh2Qd3WLKjQxe4S1XFXTk_IlA9dB8yfh6HyUmCCOg/w736-h1042/107.JPG" width="736" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I've purchased from India, Turkey, China, Eastern Europe, Nepal and many other Countries... when I want what they have. I've never been required to Buy a ton of whatever it is to get a low price on it and Free Delivery. I've never been disappointed with an Order either, in fact, they provide exemplary Customer Service and I can get it Shipped quicker, and usually much Cheaper, than when I'm Ordering from Local Suppliers. So, if it's something being Imported anyway, Yes, I cut out the Middleman and get my Best Deal, since, why would I pay more for the same Product going thru many Hands with markups on it? What I will pay more of a Premium for is the Unique, the Artisan OOAK Creations, items with History and harder to Source, items of Value that are a wise Investment.</i></div></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC8ffOjKrHR8dh3zb1Vn61bxu3W4yhNHfJJv_Iy2rqRAgcQJAdBf-Onm30_Zh1v9f1e04OLi94crwQtKKUtLwwOxM3VdJCaYHlwv5IH3ZpkjG2cYz1-L8W1UTPMqeQGzHFL5HCR83L4O1aLj_GexkqHZqhNnpeC03JOviGc0gzPItJtFM3UEjPC4icZBM/s2159/090.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2159" data-original-width="1455" height="1100" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC8ffOjKrHR8dh3zb1Vn61bxu3W4yhNHfJJv_Iy2rqRAgcQJAdBf-Onm30_Zh1v9f1e04OLi94crwQtKKUtLwwOxM3VdJCaYHlwv5IH3ZpkjG2cYz1-L8W1UTPMqeQGzHFL5HCR83L4O1aLj_GexkqHZqhNnpeC03JOviGc0gzPItJtFM3UEjPC4icZBM/w742-h1100/090.JPG" width="742" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Anyway, back to Easter... now that I don't have Little Ones, a lot of the Traditions and Rituals we used to do during the Holidays, we just don't do anymore once they outgrew them. Last Year I divested myself of most of the Plastic Easter Eggs I used to fill with Treats and hide for Princess T to hunt for. I Sold some of the more Interesting ones and Donated the bulk of what we had accumulated for The G-Kid Force. I had some really Unique Handmade Easter Baskets that were gorgeous, they just were a Tough Turn at the Antique Mall, so, I Donated them too. Like I said, Easter is a Tough Sell and I just wasn't finding it profitable to carry much for that Holiday in the way of Decor. I think people just Buy the Cheapest stuff for it and then throw it out afterwards?</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbEAo_l4fWYn1bFGiD4wAINOcN4oiknL1IymS24sHBmNSTfdRCwMK4aGm7uMw7x3XvSKx4bikjiAJH4ra0oAS5YrfL8vxdzJ8pIxz5pgR4f7pVPVx59HAcaQiPSIM2LWiO0XpYekmcu3erzQ37W9vYertpFfwF5__YJMl4geo9ud51b7k_zX0_KNn7Dng/s1496/025.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1496" data-original-width="1226" height="911" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbEAo_l4fWYn1bFGiD4wAINOcN4oiknL1IymS24sHBmNSTfdRCwMK4aGm7uMw7x3XvSKx4bikjiAJH4ra0oAS5YrfL8vxdzJ8pIxz5pgR4f7pVPVx59HAcaQiPSIM2LWiO0XpYekmcu3erzQ37W9vYertpFfwF5__YJMl4geo9ud51b7k_zX0_KNn7Dng/w746-h911/025.JPG" width="746" /></a></i></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /> </i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Yes, I do miss the days of hiding Eggs for the Kiddos and making Easter Baskets for them now that they're all Grown. Fond Memories of doing that for Two Generations worth of Kids we Raised. None of the Great-Grandkids live in Arizona so we just vicariously watch from afar via Social Media what they do every Holiday with Family scattered across the Globe. Everyone lives where they want to live and we're separated by distance, so, you don't get to enjoy the day to day stuff with them and the intimacy that forms the closer bonds. Those who live far from Loved Ones know what I'm talking about, a lot of relationship becomes rather abstract to Kiddos when they haven't actually spent time with you in the Flesh and don't really 'know' you. But, I'm Grateful for the Images Shared to fill us in and keep us up to date.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjULMT11gCz4XZHtRNoMViRADnEMJ4u6AwiQqA0SPcecoxDgn2Jm_fB1x1FqWqNzV1ek7FaG3_frzKiEkfQ-B5wHJL-mPphn-2MSPJroy-deYqN5S6LnFV0HxWK3WPzj_-yWwtiaCWBZPUBgxG3WL4EcQqL6CRBdF55mqxjznPp9XPLvJSHDBpxO_MM2io/s2048/428683361_7989122721114948_7252393768739782857_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="989" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjULMT11gCz4XZHtRNoMViRADnEMJ4u6AwiQqA0SPcecoxDgn2Jm_fB1x1FqWqNzV1ek7FaG3_frzKiEkfQ-B5wHJL-mPphn-2MSPJroy-deYqN5S6LnFV0HxWK3WPzj_-yWwtiaCWBZPUBgxG3WL4EcQqL6CRBdF55mqxjznPp9XPLvJSHDBpxO_MM2io/w742-h989/428683361_7989122721114948_7252393768739782857_n.jpg" width="742" /></a></i></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /> </i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>This is the Newest Great-Grandson, whose 3 Months Old already, tho' his Aunt is having her 2nd Child, a Girl, this Year, so he won't be the Newest for long. I was concerned that in one of his pixs there was a Medical Tube of some kind, and I know only too well from Princess T's Infancy thru Childhood, that could mean Respiratory or other Health Issues, so it kinda Scared me. Our Granddaughter hasn't said anything, but he looked really small, still is really small, and could have been a Premie? I know our Granddaughter didn't even look Pregnant with him and so it was a total Shock to me when she suddenly had a New Baby!!! Just a Month after she'd sent me a Pix where she didn't even look like she was expecting! It's an awkward and sensitive conversation to have with a Parent if a Child is not Well. So, I haven't pried and just Hope it's something he will outgrow?</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXBt9Nr1rf2MPHoXb8MSJ5sVZoHvKutNPrHPwcX3VXCswHnDaCVfwEAPEaaLJs5JfHwXl4PYTWQ11l6fTW7ZQmhCJjGwbRjmmSnjHV6iobicKwVuXf-1CxQwnks7tM0fqyQ3vf8FKe7PFbA-MMArNLWGIYOxSG6FKIvLvBEcIFlR_KWp0Yxnuf90SazDI/s684/431616115_8044196375607582_7974430858839997940_ndd.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="684" data-original-width="397" height="1280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXBt9Nr1rf2MPHoXb8MSJ5sVZoHvKutNPrHPwcX3VXCswHnDaCVfwEAPEaaLJs5JfHwXl4PYTWQ11l6fTW7ZQmhCJjGwbRjmmSnjHV6iobicKwVuXf-1CxQwnks7tM0fqyQ3vf8FKe7PFbA-MMArNLWGIYOxSG6FKIvLvBEcIFlR_KWp0Yxnuf90SazDI/w744-h1280/431616115_8044196375607582_7974430858839997940_ndd.jpg" width="744" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>For a 3 Month Old he looks more like a Newborn to me, he's so Tiny, yet so Adorbs... that I'm trying to not alarm myself about his Health being perhaps fragile. He looks like a very Happy Baby and his Two Big Sisters Adore him and enjoy being Big Sisters very much it seems. The Oldest one now seems more at ease with the Younger Siblings stealing some of her Thunder and Spotlight, she is The Diva and was our Oldest Daughter and SIL's First Grandchild. And so until her little Sister came along... and then her Aunty started having Babies too, well, she was Numero Uno for a Minute and exceedingly indulged as such. *LOL* The Little Sister is less of a Diva it seems and really just Impish and looks exactly like our Granddaughter did at that Age, so she Cloned that one of her Trio. So, a pretty good indication of what she could grow up looking like. *Smiles*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH6FoLdlHGR7xIHMIwSD5-hXChXd2Pfq7sxaUA0bDJs5CyMdSIeb0uNlIzaJEC-qjIl46_sei_vrBCUeUzHY3YA6tQXUpotHfzKmnV_SYj-l-yJPT1RdXB8Z2Y4Ng3aTg8XMAxEolGuP4R7tIOo2JmTKQktfnqfZdrW56neLs10IFK0NCDh1A2buXnub0/s1440/428607265_7975419222485298_8450081265078942694_ns.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="914" height="1161" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH6FoLdlHGR7xIHMIwSD5-hXChXd2Pfq7sxaUA0bDJs5CyMdSIeb0uNlIzaJEC-qjIl46_sei_vrBCUeUzHY3YA6tQXUpotHfzKmnV_SYj-l-yJPT1RdXB8Z2Y4Ng3aTg8XMAxEolGuP4R7tIOo2JmTKQktfnqfZdrW56neLs10IFK0NCDh1A2buXnub0/w736-h1161/428607265_7975419222485298_8450081265078942694_ns.jpg" width="736" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>And, here she is, and she favors The Man's side of the Family very much in fact. She and her Mama were kind of Female versions of what The Man looked like as a Small Child. And the Oldest One, the Diva Child {Below}, looks exactly like our Oldest Daughter, her Gramma, did at this Age, so she's going to resemble her very much I think as she Grows Up. Hard to tell yet who the Little Man is favoring, they change so much in the first few Months. But he's looking like he may have the Darker Eyes and Hair that our Daughter, and his Daddy, have... like his Oldest Sister. Our Granddaughter is Fairer, like her Middle Child... Genetics is such a fascinating subject like that. Hard to predict what will dominate, whether a Dominant or Recessive Gene? </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPJ-Ejmw1LnWwmnO8qYQuqML03HT9dw14ta6_s7qNOKXoVssD05-HUpGhIwhcc4IjEsC7l877azYQ0crT7yX9wv_hbw30MLKL42LON3SFeNW40rF7WLNZzECW_ESMdtVyiHz0DCCL_3rSfOOzP6TnNc2HFYho1YumxATOuBzWFIFEn8GZtvqjSgupXuf4/s487/428438643_7948573435169877_6326944741203777148_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="487" data-original-width="327" height="1094" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPJ-Ejmw1LnWwmnO8qYQuqML03HT9dw14ta6_s7qNOKXoVssD05-HUpGhIwhcc4IjEsC7l877azYQ0crT7yX9wv_hbw30MLKL42LON3SFeNW40rF7WLNZzECW_ESMdtVyiHz0DCCL_3rSfOOzP6TnNc2HFYho1YumxATOuBzWFIFEn8GZtvqjSgupXuf4/w735-h1094/428438643_7948573435169877_6326944741203777148_n.jpg" width="735" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I know all of the Recessive Genes popped up in me, despite all the Dominant Genes in the Family on both sides, that most of my Family inherited and displayed for Generations, yet passed along the Recessives and so boom, Moi. *LOL* I know my Kiddos all said they would have preferred to have inherited my Grey Eyes, but only one of The Daughter's Children did, No. Four of the Five she had. But, The Young Prince inherited my Welsh Nanna's Beautiful Green Eyes and he and some of his Sisters inherited my Lighter Hair too. Most of both sides of my Family have Blue Black Hair, there was just me and one other Relative on Mom's side that had the Light Hair. So, I didn't expect too many Grandkids to end up with it, but, some did. Our other Granddaughter whose expecting had a Son first and now she's having a Daughter... so, one more Great-Grandkid coming soon.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRWfWImM8azhoxZISTv-246gO4sr6K_5I6zuIlbGV6GmDk4TlvgSukzl3z-k8TgO4THK4CJ7exTZd-68X3YLAQnwUNq6hpmYc-s5PmqMlkr7EoQcrOaQXSR2HSwlt0InzS5iJk-Hew1vT9A9EUht6odaw1ywXvyGITVqOC8Wxrno3RF2otb0fHNodgGzM/s960/428191718_7948562528504301_8274623854450401579_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="540" height="1301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRWfWImM8azhoxZISTv-246gO4sr6K_5I6zuIlbGV6GmDk4TlvgSukzl3z-k8TgO4THK4CJ7exTZd-68X3YLAQnwUNq6hpmYc-s5PmqMlkr7EoQcrOaQXSR2HSwlt0InzS5iJk-Hew1vT9A9EUht6odaw1ywXvyGITVqOC8Wxrno3RF2otb0fHNodgGzM/w732-h1301/428191718_7948562528504301_8274623854450401579_n.jpg" width="732" /></a></i></div><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /> </i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Our Granddaughter took part of her Crew to Disney World in Florida. Her Hubby stayed Home with the Younger ones, so I think she only brought the Oldest. They go to Florida on Vacation a lot with our Daughter and SIL, and Honestly, if it weren't for Hurricanes, I think our Daughter and SIL would Retire there, they still might? Right now everyone is still in Pittsburgh, and they may have separation anxiety if they were too far from one another, so I just don't know if they'll make the move or not? I think some of the extended Family do own Vacation Property in Florida already and our Middle Granddaughter got Married there on the Beach last Year. I wouldn't mind having a reason to travel to Florida... I've always wanted to at least visit... but know I wouldn't wanna live there... just take a short Vacay. We have other Lifelong Friends in Florida too who'd like us to visit.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN-l66hWP5xbv1JSfL3tlka_2T_9R4EybWgXtg5LMY5Uk_PDjSf_Jj5o3J1kEsj22_kjl2CgIjBfgmQnxQ2WdCNYEVagoC8Js6Z0IB_PNL6sl2o-y6WchhVRrg5amEfxbB-RNBT6lI6JMP0SuSpSvKwQSTCpFUc0Tm4YEnm5qbWLfDAb_VsxkT0kzd6cQ/s2195/042ss.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2195" data-original-width="1388" height="1185" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN-l66hWP5xbv1JSfL3tlka_2T_9R4EybWgXtg5LMY5Uk_PDjSf_Jj5o3J1kEsj22_kjl2CgIjBfgmQnxQ2WdCNYEVagoC8Js6Z0IB_PNL6sl2o-y6WchhVRrg5amEfxbB-RNBT6lI6JMP0SuSpSvKwQSTCpFUc0Tm4YEnm5qbWLfDAb_VsxkT0kzd6cQ/w748-h1185/042ss.JPG" width="748" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>My damned injured Little Toe is throbbing so I haven't been able to Sleep worth a shit Tonight and thus... I Blog. *Le Sigh* I really hit it hard and so there's a considerable amount of Pain and damage to the Nail. I hit it with our Customer Service Cart and it bled so badly that I had to get First Aide right away and have it bandaged up. I'm glad we only had 30 Minutes left on our Shift, since, I really didn't feel okay Walking anymore. And getting dressed or undressed is gonna be painful for a while too, it's very sensitive to even light Touch of Fabric passing over it. So you should have seen the Gymnastics to get my Pants off and my Jammies on without passing out from how bad it hurt to do that!!! The Man is trying to tell me what to do, AS IF I don't already know what to do... and the last thing I wanted him to do was to try to do it FOR me. *LOL* </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifikofz0Jq0PYFDOy5xIQ4EmoP_816UIWQ1QBRbPgY6Qa4gLNM22wcP96Nzat_tzmQ74AoseHSs-CL4j9SidGRDnmFin2n1F3M1FTeapCaJumAfhu62TR7swXAH8FbVNLB2WlGeHXJMzn-a2d1ZfnhOx4doLEak_drrXmKnkhkUlp9r0BgDTh3A13eNR4/s1247/s-l1600%20(18).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1247" data-original-width="836" height="1115" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifikofz0Jq0PYFDOy5xIQ4EmoP_816UIWQ1QBRbPgY6Qa4gLNM22wcP96Nzat_tzmQ74AoseHSs-CL4j9SidGRDnmFin2n1F3M1FTeapCaJumAfhu62TR7swXAH8FbVNLB2WlGeHXJMzn-a2d1ZfnhOx4doLEak_drrXmKnkhkUlp9r0BgDTh3A13eNR4/w749-h1115/s-l1600%20(18).jpg" width="749" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">He means well, but can be heavy handed and clumsy tho', so even considering my threshold for Pain is high, this hurts like a SOB and is so fucking tender right now!!! Of coarse extremities injuries when you're an Insulin Diabetic and have Diabetic Neuropathy are particularly troubling, so I'll have to keep an Eye on it and ensure it's Healing Okay? Sometimes I can sustain an injury and not even know it due to the Neuropathy, but this time I knew it since, damn it hurt like Hell when it happened!!! And tho' I held my Mud, my Co-Workers knew I had really hurt myself since I had to go get First Aid even tho' I was Calm and acting like I was Fine... but it was bleeding badly and I needed to bandage it up and clean it up STAT. Not. Fun. After that I'm hobbling around slow as a Sloth for the last Half Hour, like a wounded Racehorse. Luckily nobody had to Shoot me and put me Down. *Le Sigh and LOL*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_Z_DKRhWIZvmOAODnhDxe-WsYlmgCEpiYZD2KPDsOCzCZsCCa-6tLOHQ6mx1XSyugd0Zp2lV85J8KMGhj9KjHQirGkEYFeIQw8cGqpJDFt5q5XjP5NbFjHnxYeGzyzygoS9FEFksJirtM93ualXWLtC4NolAMLe2_-hnoc0R1EnPHfPiNb5aM4jJoGio/s2048/428672601_7989122627781624_7159413703854996134_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="1000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_Z_DKRhWIZvmOAODnhDxe-WsYlmgCEpiYZD2KPDsOCzCZsCCa-6tLOHQ6mx1XSyugd0Zp2lV85J8KMGhj9KjHQirGkEYFeIQw8cGqpJDFt5q5XjP5NbFjHnxYeGzyzygoS9FEFksJirtM93ualXWLtC4NolAMLe2_-hnoc0R1EnPHfPiNb5aM4jJoGio/w750-h1000/428672601_7989122627781624_7159413703854996134_n.jpg" width="750" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i>*******</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>An Injury... just what I DON'T Need... Dawn... The Bohemian</i></span></p>Bohemianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825579903367960408.post-21883010954955820872024-03-09T07:54:00.000-08:002024-03-09T08:12:54.828-08:00Looking Primordial<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_wSb1iLePvCES9cMFACL9AZUJRObPTfEutn3HsjvlX4H6-PTrrSYqNII_8QgsDKXW78YMphVHNKFkK5ETUcvDAdWTpsUOhlg1TkRhGlq-62gTK_NnbB4AGLMhFbKOL8bmodIBRz7LI2amYmtVFoCLCCrC-JLhTwzAF8Pc9RPqfIz2JY8N5CzkEvvpwx0/s2015/431631959_7626094020776774_2508545611307329877_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1010" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_wSb1iLePvCES9cMFACL9AZUJRObPTfEutn3HsjvlX4H6-PTrrSYqNII_8QgsDKXW78YMphVHNKFkK5ETUcvDAdWTpsUOhlg1TkRhGlq-62gTK_NnbB4AGLMhFbKOL8bmodIBRz7LI2amYmtVFoCLCCrC-JLhTwzAF8Pc9RPqfIz2JY8N5CzkEvvpwx0/w755-h1010/431631959_7626094020776774_2508545611307329877_n.jpg" width="755" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I had an entire Post Written that was a Political Rant... just to be therapeutic, I had no intention of actually Publishing it. *LOL* I also have to sit down and organize my Taxes before Scheduling an Appointment with our CPA, so, not a Day I'm raring to tackle. *Le Sigh* My Bank still hasn't provided me with my 1099-DIV Statement, so, I'll have to go in again and ask whatssup with that? My Mortgage Company did finally provide their missing Tax Paperwork, 1.5 Months late past their required Deadline. I'm a Retired Bank Executive and I tell you, how Banks operate now isn't up to snuff anymore IMO. But, no more whining, I want this to be more of an Uplifting Post than a Downer. *Smiles*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ1UekDTiK7ep71T_aSX9yScsGN7iEqGjdsWh6msIwC6lcMJgkXdVCdVW4CZm9rLUbw08lxoGttBOFbTgVOxkdqdfYIa3W6KzIBu1b2I4gBLBbczBc8B14-j3_t_V-WO7vSYSIJ835EXeAvlAuoMld_82fK7bOW9jcR9CSCUicEPCcLhOz9MEou7PnNro/s2015/430477381_7626689100717266_5680419252473997056_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1012" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ1UekDTiK7ep71T_aSX9yScsGN7iEqGjdsWh6msIwC6lcMJgkXdVCdVW4CZm9rLUbw08lxoGttBOFbTgVOxkdqdfYIa3W6KzIBu1b2I4gBLBbczBc8B14-j3_t_V-WO7vSYSIJ835EXeAvlAuoMld_82fK7bOW9jcR9CSCUicEPCcLhOz9MEou7PnNro/w756-h1012/430477381_7626689100717266_5680419252473997056_n.jpg" width="756" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Our torrential Rain Storms subsided and Water didn't get into the House, that's something to celebrate, becoz Flooding was a possibility given the amount of Rain dumped in a single Day. Even Sandbagging didn't eliminate the Threat, it crested above our Sandbagging twice in a Day! And... we have a Residential Property that Irrigates, due to being a Mini Farm Community, so, we can accommodate way more Water on our Land than the average Residential Property ever could. When we Irrigate the Water can be up around my Calves and still not Crest my Irrigation Berms, these Rains Crested them and the Sandbags. It did give The Son and I opportunity to get rid of 90% of the biggest Weeds, they pulled up like Butter with being in such saturated Earth.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjViMCdnbriXXm5sy-YcEXBzsJH8NXw139gxOIdsnx7JJhqIFg20KkC3TYa3mPE5adKw4cIqG79a1pSBbyIm6TFUP8aRk2gPde7hpsRYlPHVdOyfbkXHKAMGSjN0Ft-BcCIgrNkohnInEh5u2Po0npUmgKZJ2oP-CHOfpMYGbUd1JJ-eLSlY6ugIG5Fp3w/s2015/430721346_7626715204047989_5949721308403302728_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="1003" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjViMCdnbriXXm5sy-YcEXBzsJH8NXw139gxOIdsnx7JJhqIFg20KkC3TYa3mPE5adKw4cIqG79a1pSBbyIm6TFUP8aRk2gPde7hpsRYlPHVdOyfbkXHKAMGSjN0Ft-BcCIgrNkohnInEh5u2Po0npUmgKZJ2oP-CHOfpMYGbUd1JJ-eLSlY6ugIG5Fp3w/w749-h1003/430721346_7626715204047989_5949721308403302728_n.jpg" width="749" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">So, now around the Pool and around the 5th Wheel, Fire Pit area and RV Garage Mahal, which is all Graveled, is practically now Weed Free. The Pasture area and Front Yard however, looks Primordial. *LOL* In a way I think that's Cool, we don't have an HOA, so aren't under pressure from the Devil of one, to eliminate everything someone anal might consider a nuisance or eyesore to their delicate sensibilities and rigid 'rules' they make up based on their specific whims. *Whew* I can't even begin to tell you how Liberating and Uplifting just THAT is my Friends. *Ha ha ha* If every HOA were to spontaneously combust or be set on fire, I'd bring the Marshmallows to Toast to it. *Winks*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP8sycZJqLx9aNc3C-_xt6HdF9YZ6YvQgM0bn_pQObaBHWo6qfX_lEm9DpSaNQYi3w7oElDYEALkF6wuB-MAk2N8KyGoqRQEswxTjf9RTjhBoOeYuZjAjUbq99XHihF9wV7T9nWnT9JWt_UiTtnpJCNmirvd15jw4Eq5miY5CIARVhrc12V-331VFOH1A/s2015/430647651_7626692057383637_5468816380738593752_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="999" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP8sycZJqLx9aNc3C-_xt6HdF9YZ6YvQgM0bn_pQObaBHWo6qfX_lEm9DpSaNQYi3w7oElDYEALkF6wuB-MAk2N8KyGoqRQEswxTjf9RTjhBoOeYuZjAjUbq99XHihF9wV7T9nWnT9JWt_UiTtnpJCNmirvd15jw4Eq5miY5CIARVhrc12V-331VFOH1A/w746-h999/430647651_7626692057383637_5468816380738593752_n.jpg" width="746" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I knuckled down and worked on organizing my Taxes, it's never hard and never takes that long so I don't know why I dread doing it every damned year and wait 'til the last Minute? It's one of those ridiculous procrastinations becoz you can't avoid it and it's not a Big Deal really, but you almost get too inside your own Head about it being an Ordeal for you to do. My Organizational Skills aren't a particular strength and seem to be weakening with Age but I keep pretty accurate and tidy Records when it comes to Documents I need to have and a Method that Works for me. Our CPA is always impressed, I make his Job so much easier. </i><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> I used to do my own Taxes, but with Age, don't want to keep abreast of all the Tax changes etcetera and imagine I might not fuck it up. So, I pay the price to have it done for me to ensure it's done Right. *LOL and Le Sigh* </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaX0EOIRUeXWYqc1KH6U6LGkUXjhmPYbpfjIy7U7SGBWInkz5NCOkJwBrtMp1aINr-Ga_5YaahjQK_whpOqsDPrgRM6kBwbhyphenhyphen1FBQl_ePs-Lm_qe5iAlxb2cTxwNBmtxpppRf0_6AkNWt5SPrSo8Jab0Th-SokHlH0JuGq6vKDXM3-Zwxwz3dI33CoDCI/s2015/430465558_7626691057383737_8910669499026962336_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="997" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaX0EOIRUeXWYqc1KH6U6LGkUXjhmPYbpfjIy7U7SGBWInkz5NCOkJwBrtMp1aINr-Ga_5YaahjQK_whpOqsDPrgRM6kBwbhyphenhyphen1FBQl_ePs-Lm_qe5iAlxb2cTxwNBmtxpppRf0_6AkNWt5SPrSo8Jab0Th-SokHlH0JuGq6vKDXM3-Zwxwz3dI33CoDCI/w745-h997/430465558_7626691057383737_8910669499026962336_n.jpg" width="745" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> I think we're set up for an Appointment on the 15th with our CPA, and everything is in Order enuf now to get it done if they don't require the actual 1099-DIV, I got a Quote on how much Dividend Earnings I had, so, hopefully I won't have to delay having it done due to the Bank's incompetence at sending out the appropriate End of Year Tax Forms? It annoys me when any Company isn't doing their Job and meeting even basic Requirements, but, it's so commonplace now that it doesn't even surprise me. We outsource so much now to save $$$ that usually it's someone in Bangladesh or another 3rd World Country doing the Work anyway for Sweat Shop Wages. Usually I can barely understand whose taking the Calls becoz English isn't their 1st Language and they're reading off a Script and can't really delve deep into your problem with actual knowledge or expertise.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIE909uIQINCH2dB8-SUCmKnqXpxUA2DaCMw65VSIqJFBWZqWo5_0isfgOwJlF6Oc-YTiBao9fq5xdU9hc7zza1NG4qG6sIVdgL0GsALn4lLsrgK_8jwFA3eQ34v46OAfQKY2JqSoHndbV8Rg6RzVWsvvIyElycoDppaU6fhxoVp-ERy6eufCAqOvUFIw/s2015/429587899_7626693180716858_6095752866008966617_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="992" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIE909uIQINCH2dB8-SUCmKnqXpxUA2DaCMw65VSIqJFBWZqWo5_0isfgOwJlF6Oc-YTiBao9fq5xdU9hc7zza1NG4qG6sIVdgL0GsALn4lLsrgK_8jwFA3eQ34v46OAfQKY2JqSoHndbV8Rg6RzVWsvvIyElycoDppaU6fhxoVp-ERy6eufCAqOvUFIw/w741-h992/429587899_7626693180716858_6095752866008966617_n.jpg" width="741" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">And LATER: That's just what happened with my Bank apparently. I went in and talked to a Teller about needing my 1099-DIV, the Teller didn't even know what Dividend Income was, I had to explain it to him!!! Apparently he doesn't take Stock Options, or, they're not offered to Employees anymore, not sure which? So, I asked to speak to someone with more knowledge and expertise. The Manager comes up and has to tell me that they now Outsource all their Investment, Securities and Brokerage Accounts, JP Morgan Chase doesn't assist you with any of that if you have a problem with any of it! Of coarse, neither does the Company they Outsourced, they're just a Global Financial Recordkeeper. Splendid. I'd have to move my Stock over to another Broker-Dealer in order to get actual Customer Service that can deal with any problem and Pay a Commission and Service Fees! </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvjXa54fLHER2ClZ1_nt8tnhWxkeWQozOVYyQMnN0EBveBJ3h4Bb0HfBHg-L_4FX7GBZ4xBppV9rvrl-t9es3ES3Lpk1lQpqzD9tLZVwCRsGbM1T-Hhmm2hgDToc7eJY9BvuJZ0Xamo_a9ai9mVYS8JD8RFcH3gVvhJdgxpRVaFgWWIfjKO5CSSyVG8Vo/s2015/429580660_7626695140716662_6086418061651229592_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="988" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvjXa54fLHER2ClZ1_nt8tnhWxkeWQozOVYyQMnN0EBveBJ3h4Bb0HfBHg-L_4FX7GBZ4xBppV9rvrl-t9es3ES3Lpk1lQpqzD9tLZVwCRsGbM1T-Hhmm2hgDToc7eJY9BvuJZ0Xamo_a9ai9mVYS8JD8RFcH3gVvhJdgxpRVaFgWWIfjKO5CSSyVG8Vo/w738-h988/429580660_7626695140716662_6086418061651229592_n.jpg" width="738" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Okay, so forget about it, I'm just gonna roll with the verbal Quote the Bot gave me on my Stock Income for 2023 and keep the last Statement sent to me with my Dividend Income for that Quarter. If the IRS needs anything further I'll ask them if they could put the screws on the Company who neglected to provide it to me and that I've exhausted all ways to get it sent to me this Year. It's their Legal Obligation to provide your Tax Documents, I can't pull this shit out of my Ass. Their Deadline was February 15th and apparently, from what the Manager told me, a lot of Customers never received theirs either, so, clearly there is a Problem that is not being addressed. And when Customers come in to resolve it, they're receiving no actual Customer Service. Can I just say I'm not Surprised?</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij7obR0KEzXP2X3Qlu-Y6u856SseczVrbMTZ2wPejQ9xExMRPpyUN_XDzqYh1RB1t7BwvP3ClwCTuD0-gwTxXHAmK2K0fFsya3jAnpK5k5yMzSKCT6yAPWGQiCoCPPpDDdFFDvM4APAMDME6fVvYOkFXveWFkkbwZUCsYuBJS-JnzP-_QQA2Obj2gcXzQ/s2200/017.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2200" data-original-width="1648" height="984" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij7obR0KEzXP2X3Qlu-Y6u856SseczVrbMTZ2wPejQ9xExMRPpyUN_XDzqYh1RB1t7BwvP3ClwCTuD0-gwTxXHAmK2K0fFsya3jAnpK5k5yMzSKCT6yAPWGQiCoCPPpDDdFFDvM4APAMDME6fVvYOkFXveWFkkbwZUCsYuBJS-JnzP-_QQA2Obj2gcXzQ/w738-h984/017.JPG" width="738" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">So, anyway, my Appointment for the 15th of this Month stands with my CPA then, when I went in they told me they can do my Taxes with the Verbal Quote of that Dividend Income. There's probably some Portal out there, that if I wasn't Tech Challenged, I could enter and retrieve something, but, I don't have a Printer, and, I don't do Portals. And I grew weary of talking to their Bots, I don't know if they actually hire Human Beings to do any of the Work/Customer Service anymore? *LOL* The Bots give you Options, but, they have trouble understanding even Basic Problems you're having, they mostly want to Sell you Product or do Product Transfers, not sort out shit their Company neglected to provide or do that which is required of them. It's the New Way of Things... so, Moving On...</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeTVLLGJ1t6t0R-WYoyQGdWdvFfgrhxcvvLWJsD660TTQpVx1otg_10TWusYclbo7JZHX4BPraxO3kU8eOtgQ8XqHVk-oA7tBMdinLkdZUJoqlyvqoc2ZxvNdUP7ZbAPEGFdXLFWSQruhlhRn_dxKxYYDprfoebNhoRgYGQVsgrw1hGKWXN9_wY3qrDiM/s3296/095.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3296" data-original-width="2472" height="976" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeTVLLGJ1t6t0R-WYoyQGdWdvFfgrhxcvvLWJsD660TTQpVx1otg_10TWusYclbo7JZHX4BPraxO3kU8eOtgQ8XqHVk-oA7tBMdinLkdZUJoqlyvqoc2ZxvNdUP7ZbAPEGFdXLFWSQruhlhRn_dxKxYYDprfoebNhoRgYGQVsgrw1hGKWXN9_wY3qrDiM/w732-h976/095.JPG" width="732" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">But, I Promised you an Uplifting Post too and dammit I'm gonna Deliver!!! *Bwahahahaha* So, I took some Pixs of some of the Product I brought in to the Showroom in the way of T-Shirts we're hawking. I had Customers flooding into the Showroom on Friday Night while I was re-stocking them. The Garment part of our Showroom is now the biggest draw so Princess T and I have decided to expand upon that. We find it more Fun to do anyway and the Customers are receiving it with an eagerness you just don't get from Stocking Antiques or Vintage Product anymore. Most of the Tees are Vintage, or a Cross-Collectible Product. My Mannequins are For Sale too, so, it keeps them mostly Clothed, tho' every time I go in there they're all Naked again since we Sold the Wardrobe they were wearing. *LOL* </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgScuWyas23_TnPom8yhtk11l6eKQuvitTiKtsa-5L4BTBQLX0fpN23tX7REDV6PyeWWfNsSZXi2iJIgkHgZx0TyB0aJL2YPvCdEQWhKAIdL-6arxoeF2_Wmvt0Mnr9fJSaLg-worayeDnxb6sUK67Acs0zhoGbs49qhIdkHUEKB4JrWppjD2JambBHf4w/s2199/096.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2199" data-original-width="1648" height="976" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgScuWyas23_TnPom8yhtk11l6eKQuvitTiKtsa-5L4BTBQLX0fpN23tX7REDV6PyeWWfNsSZXi2iJIgkHgZx0TyB0aJL2YPvCdEQWhKAIdL-6arxoeF2_Wmvt0Mnr9fJSaLg-worayeDnxb6sUK67Acs0zhoGbs49qhIdkHUEKB4JrWppjD2JambBHf4w/w732-h976/096.JPG" width="732" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> I began Selling Wardrobe becoz initially I didn't want Naked Male and Female Mannequins, people bring their Families in there, so I put Clothes on them that I didn't intend to Sell separately. But, Customers kept having me Called to ask if they could just Buy the Clothing the Mannequins were wearing, and so, now here we are. And, we're not Mad about it. *Smiles* The Lead Image of a Painting by Chevalier of Marvin Gaye is also up For Sale. I agonized whether to Sell or Keep it... so, if I don't get what I want for it, I'll just Keep it, how's that? *Winks* I usually do Well with my Art there, tho' it's a Subjective Product, so you never know what will be a Quick Turn with it. I know what Art I dig, but what you dig could be something completely different.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ8c-oxAQfvW6SeWcqMiNcbWEltcS5XX2yrZO9-3SR_FVLZgh_bOx8hQYM6KIU6LP8dqFlAqpP5I-K-KRs8EfXHXyudAidbaX4X6AA2JT7z96xmvs1mN9BiADb0enuL35Z3sfF2zon_r5tJcnVGOKnVyWB4fbMKvhHohd134BUkw6pUZMdLEex0168A_M/s2782/029ee.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2782" data-original-width="1832" height="1110" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ8c-oxAQfvW6SeWcqMiNcbWEltcS5XX2yrZO9-3SR_FVLZgh_bOx8hQYM6KIU6LP8dqFlAqpP5I-K-KRs8EfXHXyudAidbaX4X6AA2JT7z96xmvs1mN9BiADb0enuL35Z3sfF2zon_r5tJcnVGOKnVyWB4fbMKvhHohd134BUkw6pUZMdLEex0168A_M/w732-h1110/029ee.JPG" width="732" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> I just know I like how it looks in my Showroom, so I've been divesting myself of some of my Overstock of it from Home that I don't have Wall Space for. I have to detach sometime from my overage/excess of even the Coolest Objects I still Love. I also packed the Locked Case with Fresh Product from Princess T's stash of LPS, she had a lot of Bunnies, Chicks, Ducks and Lambs, just in time for Easter. She always Sells Out of her LPS and she's glad we now have a more Secure Location for it so she could bring it back into Inventory. We'd had to pull it for over a Year due to Loss Prevention Issues with mostly Adults stealing the popular Children's Toy Collectibles. Perhaps the occasional Child might Lift just One from Temptation or if their Parents refuse to Buy it, but the Adults will Steal them ALL in a single Heist sometimes and use Razors to cut the Bags.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvUqgjaq-wcdlMUpwc-tws7TvoowD8_RFmYE2JvO9CpgGmLWGduOd3WLqP_a4gI4nzrSF-rXEBvOUGCBRwAGqPuYYTB8i-XJBe1axNpBD2FrrIAYS5yl3dJVlCU367col3aJVsJ5iUWy8GCNcFyWnQaAgN8s9IyoKoTPObTxNecRUP0O3GEwvp3RTWkg0/s3296/136.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3296" data-original-width="2472" height="985" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvUqgjaq-wcdlMUpwc-tws7TvoowD8_RFmYE2JvO9CpgGmLWGduOd3WLqP_a4gI4nzrSF-rXEBvOUGCBRwAGqPuYYTB8i-XJBe1axNpBD2FrrIAYS5yl3dJVlCU367col3aJVsJ5iUWy8GCNcFyWnQaAgN8s9IyoKoTPObTxNecRUP0O3GEwvp3RTWkg0/w739-h985/136.JPG" width="739" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">They like to leave the empty Bags in plain sight, so that you know you've been Victimized, which is intentionally flaunting their Crimes. So, I put Curses on every Thief that hits our Space. *Winks* Yes, we've often caught some on Video Surveillance, but usually they're long gone and the Management and Police never take Shoplifting as Seriously as they should. Which is why it's so rampant these days and the Five Finger Discount Crowd know that and exploit the lack of adequate deterrents. Actually, it goes from being a Misdemeanor Charge in our State to catching a Felony Charge if they do it in the company of any Child under 15 or any Vulnerable Adult they have with them, just sayin'.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjneP-1Ai06Sz9SH-MUTGjxmOb-q_psWjtc0R-3FuLdUsX4mNH9kKqpMbmgUBoqLV6dOKCyUHid_LUP97xDTyWGHzqoxxhpZu742tBD1yk6VyOfuXNHIZ3CCklP7CxWKE1dGRzqpmEM7AQRS9-I6oA7a0Fx8SYVyspMCQMcmChd96zMsvUVtp64x_hZalE/s3296/186.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3296" data-original-width="2472" height="988" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjneP-1Ai06Sz9SH-MUTGjxmOb-q_psWjtc0R-3FuLdUsX4mNH9kKqpMbmgUBoqLV6dOKCyUHid_LUP97xDTyWGHzqoxxhpZu742tBD1yk6VyOfuXNHIZ3CCklP7CxWKE1dGRzqpmEM7AQRS9-I6oA7a0Fx8SYVyspMCQMcmChd96zMsvUVtp64x_hZalE/w741-h988/186.JPG" width="741" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> Any Parent Shoplifting with their Kiddos in tow, not only risks becoming a Convicted Felon and Jailtime, but, losing their Kids to CPS. As it should be. I personally will Press Charges and go Hard for a Conviction. You might Think, that's harsh Dawn... but No, it's not. First, Theft isn't a Victimless Crime, we all suffer the consequences for Loss Prevention out of Control in the form of Higher Prices for Honest Customers and Companies shutting locations down in high Crime rate areas.</i><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> Which then leads to Job Loss of those Employees in that Community and lack of convenient Shopping for the Community already suffering from Criminal Activities. Also, any Parent that is committing Crimes with their Children in tow and in the presence of a Minor, is Mirroring Behaviors the Children will pick up and think it okay, so, they aren't Fit to Parent, period.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgihP0ZeFZbJfcJtLwQCWl-IdBkjh9ThxMWPiCRRdYQFQOf2C9BO98_YI7fioRiTif32gydNb8r12Y7AkITZQev7-damYVOhh4Us9jEgka8Ilu7soVLnHirPfx6W2-U3-PIl2GWU1ncAbMkjCterFWH0zBUMSfbbG3EISZSqalapcfRxyBwmcYrXlUdiuU/s637/946371_585621381500612_1472959746_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="637" data-original-width="474" height="1000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgihP0ZeFZbJfcJtLwQCWl-IdBkjh9ThxMWPiCRRdYQFQOf2C9BO98_YI7fioRiTif32gydNb8r12Y7AkITZQev7-damYVOhh4Us9jEgka8Ilu7soVLnHirPfx6W2-U3-PIl2GWU1ncAbMkjCterFWH0zBUMSfbbG3EISZSqalapcfRxyBwmcYrXlUdiuU/w744-h1000/946371_585621381500612_1472959746_n.jpg" width="744" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">If they're bringing their Elderly or Severely Disabled Loved One along as Cover, well, that too is putting a Vulnerable Adult at risk. So, they're not Fit to be the Caregiver either or to be taking Gramma Shopping with them if they intend to commit Crimes and have her being an Accessory. The Cases I processed at the DA's Office, made me realize that often the Children or Vulnerable Adult were FORCED by the allegedly Responsible Adult committing and orchestrating the Crime, to be an unwilling Participant. Can you Imagine being a Child or someone's Elderly Parent or Grandparent and being Forced to be their Cover or their Lookout, or even Force you to Hold the Contraband, while you are aware they're intending to commit Crimes and went there specifically for that Purpose?</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPX8zp6zBVLV4JOD3o_JkCZN9aP5gaW-ytA-1B2IgNXOyvNvS3Y4Vxvj9e8lk9L4SMXWl8bjOrwF8Xa6FTUAQZDhLgR_iuqe0qkB6mKUZL3M5yimDtNRiGRj-kPiKfDtMSpdAv1HEZ0E44dkEfBP0v18Od8Z87hqKn9ntVMICzRav2N9GTWQtpR_PAsV8/s3286/045.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3286" data-original-width="2438" height="1006" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPX8zp6zBVLV4JOD3o_JkCZN9aP5gaW-ytA-1B2IgNXOyvNvS3Y4Vxvj9e8lk9L4SMXWl8bjOrwF8Xa6FTUAQZDhLgR_iuqe0qkB6mKUZL3M5yimDtNRiGRj-kPiKfDtMSpdAv1HEZ0E44dkEfBP0v18Od8Z87hqKn9ntVMICzRav2N9GTWQtpR_PAsV8/w745-h1006/045.JPG" width="745" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Okay, stepping down off Soapbox for that Mini Rant too, I realize I have not been a Ray of fucking Sunshine during this Post as I had Intended to be... Sorry. *LOL* Between Politics, Employees not up to their Jobs, and Criminals, well, sometimes a Day plays out to where discouragement about the Human Condition just irks me. *Ha ha ha* I Wake Up all enthusiastic and with Guarded Optimism... and then... Life happens. *Le Sigh* I used to be an Incurable Optimist, Optimism used to ooze out of me... and then... I landed my Balloon and allowed a lot of the Reality to just sink in and be dealt with Honestly. I can now see how Pessimists get to the place they're at. *LOL*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsvLsqXrh_g3wTc4QlUfCRBy0A_9P0IWhThN7CBgwFVUU6vpq6U9Fmh3XTySA-9IzQjV4LRE8X3h5erWqQOAnmSyhyphenhyphen1P1lAoSci_dzw6IPQ-AGtJ62tjkEE1NsbOc38A_i8mQK4FG5Ik7E1QPBaP77pbfNnAztWoLMVYY0XLYgLjrNk2EU2P7tFTOtmCQ/s2314/044.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2314" data-original-width="1617" height="1061" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsvLsqXrh_g3wTc4QlUfCRBy0A_9P0IWhThN7CBgwFVUU6vpq6U9Fmh3XTySA-9IzQjV4LRE8X3h5erWqQOAnmSyhyphenhyphen1P1lAoSci_dzw6IPQ-AGtJ62tjkEE1NsbOc38A_i8mQK4FG5Ik7E1QPBaP77pbfNnAztWoLMVYY0XLYgLjrNk2EU2P7tFTOtmCQ/w743-h1061/044.JPG" width="743" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I'm gathering the Trappings of what I want to use to Decorate the New Showroom. I haven't used my Gypsy Curtains in this Home since it has Wooden Plantation Shutters and a lot of Arched Windows. So, since, I have no use for them in The RV Garage Mahal, which has no Windows... or The Art Studio Space, which only has a Side Door with Windows and that has The Grandson's Gay Pride Flag hanging as a Curtain right now... I'll use them in the Showroom instead. *Smiles* They won't be For Sale, just Display to make the Space Attractive and Inviting, giving it a specific Vibe I wanna Conjure. But, if I get enuf requests asking, I might begin Making some to Sell, we'll see? I like mine too much to ever discard them, even if I have nowhere at Home to Display them anymore... dammit. I'd rather have them hanging up here, but, no Placement just means no Placement. </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRVdlIguQRXz6Y6XZVZXX8-Ts9cIYsYLmjdvWMZM4OnEaoWdR-ajM-8DDTFRjVuzMmwrxKvuMJxWg6nCyckkHK_e4ztJuy6bTDa_Yjnj2rSErQf2fsGG8jQDp6i4Z0RNJGu4-L2kyDmeV_0fvizonG8ogB3LphvYhjF0xTm-Ei-FAg0X89fHhG3UXXf10/s2048/13667875_1229991773720396_1068301446555992955_o.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1152" height="1323" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRVdlIguQRXz6Y6XZVZXX8-Ts9cIYsYLmjdvWMZM4OnEaoWdR-ajM-8DDTFRjVuzMmwrxKvuMJxWg6nCyckkHK_e4ztJuy6bTDa_Yjnj2rSErQf2fsGG8jQDp6i4Z0RNJGu4-L2kyDmeV_0fvizonG8ogB3LphvYhjF0xTm-Ei-FAg0X89fHhG3UXXf10/w744-h1323/13667875_1229991773720396_1068301446555992955_o.jpg" width="744" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">This Pix of The Man always makes me Smile, he'd never do Dreadlocks, but, I personally think he could Rock 'em. When he used to do Undercover Narcotics Work in his Adrenalin Junkie Days in between War Hero Military Service stints... he made a Bad Ass looking Outlaw Biker too. *Smiles* Anyway, I do have to get him in to our Friend John's Salon to get tidied up, he's looking rather like Blackbeard the Pirate these days. His Beard gets out of hand quickly and I did get him to let me trim it last time and I did a pretty good Job. But, I'm no Hair Stylist and I know I'd mess that part up so need someone who knows what they're doing to totally Tidy him Up. *Smiles*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPSJaFdSYTU2NZac23BGaCTUasdrHEriZaFKyzi6iW2TQrrna5OALAZFW-z79PPzFeArYNy421Aggj_oSvrbg9CgOsHEO3S91UkqGEHvB-gZmqyjF6O_xffaCsrWamf2KQOL49udUv2BkiL87RQTj3dQdgK0f543CJIKX7cxlhR7vOID3whTXTvCT7gnI/s1585/14195195_1256430464409860_4480331929209116871_o.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1585" data-original-width="1194" height="992" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPSJaFdSYTU2NZac23BGaCTUasdrHEriZaFKyzi6iW2TQrrna5OALAZFW-z79PPzFeArYNy421Aggj_oSvrbg9CgOsHEO3S91UkqGEHvB-gZmqyjF6O_xffaCsrWamf2KQOL49udUv2BkiL87RQTj3dQdgK0f543CJIKX7cxlhR7vOID3whTXTvCT7gnI/w747-h992/14195195_1256430464409860_4480331929209116871_o.jpg" width="747" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">*******</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Blessings, Love and Light during Springtime in the Arizona Desert... Dawn... The Bohemian</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p>Bohemianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825579903367960408.post-61837177237119133372024-02-26T21:31:00.000-08:002024-02-26T21:33:19.094-08:00Your Mom's Way Cooler Than My Mom<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXMtowB1hA416a9Io_s50DbLUpQn5PBTRyRzT4vP1Kvwm0p4rSJxehG4DnRFD0hRIsZWLFTvqe63UHeTd6vvCCbfRuZS1P7WSHEq38Ltpa80C_52jbaN-1LA_6nZTApFWHTlom3wgfXpHSy5Wj70u_2KHbqcyxo6kUbuZJvmAwZMFd5R-OkAjuIZfcKys/s5152/IMG_7753.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="1015" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXMtowB1hA416a9Io_s50DbLUpQn5PBTRyRzT4vP1Kvwm0p4rSJxehG4DnRFD0hRIsZWLFTvqe63UHeTd6vvCCbfRuZS1P7WSHEq38Ltpa80C_52jbaN-1LA_6nZTApFWHTlom3wgfXpHSy5Wj70u_2KHbqcyxo6kUbuZJvmAwZMFd5R-OkAjuIZfcKys/w761-h1015/IMG_7753.JPG" width="761" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The Son and his Friend were talking to one of the Handsome Musicians at the Renaissance Festival when I walked up with the Girls. The Young Man asked The Son who I was and when The Son said I was their Mom, I got the best compliment. He says, "Your Mom's way Cooler than my Mom!" I had to give him a big ole Hug and tell him I was Adopting him now. *LOL* To which he responded, "YES, now I have a Cool Mom too!" *Bwahaha* I don't know how Uncool his Mom actually is, I just suspect she's more Traditional and Reserved as far as Moms go? She's probably a very Tasteful and Classy Lady? She definitely has Raised a very Talented Son with a great Personality to match his Good Looks, that's for sure. So, Bravo to his Mom, even if she is Uncool and a Square? *Winks* I should have had our pix taken together for a Blog Post, but, I didn't... dammit.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBgM1NVp9NBs5nVZsEhjVJoeVDK9jP6jeXHN8BJFfSE5Qj3D5GLLsbJNrdCNXWac-jvsEgepncw5vilmpIjea_uWE8ZWGQciVvPJxDCZ_1XavpErh3VkPIw_olEMJgtw3GfmG_OuMzmaLhxkgoB1Z_8lye3HfYNhiVoCGFtk9mZM3c2Dit-TJ-x_xA3MY/s5152/IMG_7746.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="999" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBgM1NVp9NBs5nVZsEhjVJoeVDK9jP6jeXHN8BJFfSE5Qj3D5GLLsbJNrdCNXWac-jvsEgepncw5vilmpIjea_uWE8ZWGQciVvPJxDCZ_1XavpErh3VkPIw_olEMJgtw3GfmG_OuMzmaLhxkgoB1Z_8lye3HfYNhiVoCGFtk9mZM3c2Dit-TJ-x_xA3MY/w749-h999/IMG_7746.JPG" width="749" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I did go Beast Mode over the Weekend with my activity level but it felt good. I have told my Blog Friend Shirley that I think perhaps I've been doing too much Nothing lately and it was possibly negatively impacting me? I know my Mood and Physicality felt Off, now that I'm a whirlwind of activity again I feel more like myself, energized and uplifted. I worked Sunday Night's busy Shift just fine and Scored a huge Crystals Specimen I'd been Admiring for Weeks now. I made the Vendor an Offer and was Surprised when they Accepted, so, now it's mine. I wasn't attempting to lowball them so much as I was trying to keep within Budget to have it, so, it was worth a try. It's probably one of the largest Quartz Crystal Specimens I've ever seen in our Mall actually. It's a New Vendor and they have some great Quality Naturalist Specimens For Sale, but price point is hefty. When you have Primo Merch, it can be.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmuFLLwWK2MP-aGjomHxt9OigD_UFwgTRq9DTpvBGjrO-lVd94SClvwV1jMSEee5InsdadiBPQzX8nmXP44QpFS0xWEwWEtT5BFcqMSJRErtXwWybh0aqYXOWSaNTCpD17GKbhUFfcJWaolr880VXV2wlJqGwSOmvsI5lLqWXhJltq2Fcux2ttamGSwdU/s5152/IMG_7747.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="983" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmuFLLwWK2MP-aGjomHxt9OigD_UFwgTRq9DTpvBGjrO-lVd94SClvwV1jMSEee5InsdadiBPQzX8nmXP44QpFS0xWEwWEtT5BFcqMSJRErtXwWybh0aqYXOWSaNTCpD17GKbhUFfcJWaolr880VXV2wlJqGwSOmvsI5lLqWXhJltq2Fcux2ttamGSwdU/w737-h983/IMG_7747.JPG" width="737" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The problem being, Primo Merch that has the Value isn't something the demographic of this area buys that often, if at all, so, most of those Vendors don't do well. It's not a matter of their Merchandise, just that this is more a Working Class area than an Affluent one that has a lot of discretionary income to buy Luxury items often. We don't get a lot of the Fancy Ladies coming into our Mall that change up their entire Decor and Wardrobe every couple of Months and come in with their Stylists in tow, just sayin'. There's sections of the City they Shop tho' and you'd have to choose those Locations to set up Shop to cater to that demographic. You have to know your Audience. Anyway, I suspect that the Vendor I bought the fab Specimen from won't do well with the Merch and Price Point they have at our Location, which is a shame. So, I really wanted to get that Crystal while they are solvent. *LOL*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4mTpchCGTDzmVI-wqTPp3X8hnXfJFJ-ubsLUmlpSp8LAu92IypxNK8xJQnHtQ1WXvaMnFMUGScsTFUA9BOvIt6v71oDALpyYKVnDsS43CYrpxMQ59WdxtNFi0MfB1s-vZN8SLeW2WZdvugh-wdnDAfAQId2Xhx4bMrK0sra3NjiRNccJxSismrGovXuA/s5152/IMG_7752.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="981" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4mTpchCGTDzmVI-wqTPp3X8hnXfJFJ-ubsLUmlpSp8LAu92IypxNK8xJQnHtQ1WXvaMnFMUGScsTFUA9BOvIt6v71oDALpyYKVnDsS43CYrpxMQ59WdxtNFi0MfB1s-vZN8SLeW2WZdvugh-wdnDAfAQId2Xhx4bMrK0sra3NjiRNccJxSismrGovXuA/w736-h981/IMG_7752.JPG" width="736" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I'm having trouble with the Internet this Morning, so I can't be as Anal as usual about Editing my Post, since, the buffering and problems opening apps and loading would work my last Nerve. *LOL* Yet, my OCD kicks in and then I'm swapping Images anyway and tolerating the added hassle of doing it... working my last Raw Nerve when I don't really HAVE to... so, whaddya gonna do? *Le Sigh* Any of you with OCD will understand that struggle and what you Wrestle with constantly that will bug you more if you don't. The intrusive thoughts about my Lead Image not being the Right One, just overwhelmed me... and so now I fixed it, I feel ever so much better... not that it REALLY mattered to Dear Readers which Pix led the Post. *Winks* It added about 10 unnecessary Minutes to the Creation Process, but... now I'm Happy and not Bugging Out over it anymore. *Bwahaha*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDvzMKVaevSsPFGqlhPznxbJjjmR1c3LnfSmdlf4kPhige2Z6oRpuvUZ6tZAD2BQmcJV6ql3go9VYu_2MsHgcYkmGzwA-POOefO4r7teFiapZ-TutL2an0sOaFrM0rxhsicx1I0S-xtwPKiCp8x_vosz_c1W1TS8oO4Nou85KifmJOAKJ3v0jhC1fRC3E/s2015/427786573_7519972298055614_4372323497091661742_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="989" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDvzMKVaevSsPFGqlhPznxbJjjmR1c3LnfSmdlf4kPhige2Z6oRpuvUZ6tZAD2BQmcJV6ql3go9VYu_2MsHgcYkmGzwA-POOefO4r7teFiapZ-TutL2an0sOaFrM0rxhsicx1I0S-xtwPKiCp8x_vosz_c1W1TS8oO4Nou85KifmJOAKJ3v0jhC1fRC3E/w739-h989/427786573_7519972298055614_4372323497091661742_n.jpg" width="739" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I spent a ridiculous amount of wasted time seeking an Image I took of that Crystal in the Case of that Vendor. Then after I finally gave up wasting that much time, there it was {above} hiding in plain sight in a folder I already had Open but hadn't bothered to glance at the Thumbnails of... go figure! *LOL* The Crystal is much larger and clearer than it is in this Image, so, I'll Photograph it again now it's mine and I can position it for Photography any which way that I want... which is Helpful. The problem being, the Crystals are so Clear that anything behind them makes them look Cloudier than they actually are. So, just take my Word for it that they're Crystal Clear with few inclusions and huge, takes Two Hands to hold it.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaIL-AneKt8khI6HgT3ndtYMrtssvdCCXROinEdp-8nmElNK_ocwsqym_IOOz5oHfQy_Pjn-by1D_6DBeQV6yxy3Hc1eJKWPk8YPemRPBlN-kWFIl3slOCbydl7Ep4eVvcTt7y4Ro5Ic_YFa3Km76sC8lvxCv-RKAOD_B5IRp5zNAFfh7NEfO4IjwIKIY/s2015/408950138_7578698775516299_1176600505006322336_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="992" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaIL-AneKt8khI6HgT3ndtYMrtssvdCCXROinEdp-8nmElNK_ocwsqym_IOOz5oHfQy_Pjn-by1D_6DBeQV6yxy3Hc1eJKWPk8YPemRPBlN-kWFIl3slOCbydl7Ep4eVvcTt7y4Ro5Ic_YFa3Km76sC8lvxCv-RKAOD_B5IRp5zNAFfh7NEfO4IjwIKIY/w741-h992/408950138_7578698775516299_1176600505006322336_n.jpg" width="741" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Wish I could get a Pix to do it Justice, but, I've tried several times and this is the best I can capture it thru the Eye of my Lens. Getting at a deep Discount I couldn't NOT get it now. I'd thrown an Offer against the Wall to see if it would stick, and... it did. *Whew* This Morning I'm trying to get Jump Started, but the Weather looks iffy, I think a big Storm Front is now moving in and it'll get inclement fast? So, I won't be Working The RV Garage Mahal or out on the Back Patio in Bad Weather. Rob is still trying to get the John Deere repaired, I gave him Sixty Bucks for parts and he's swapping them out. He's rather OCD about what he does, unlike his younger Brother TJ, who is more inclined to Jury Rig things quickly, get them to work, but not be Conventional about the Process. *LOL* So, I'm just letting Rob do his Thing. There's nothing so far these Brothers couldn't fix, so... </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMina7zrWbx54kOx8hbv3q32WJz9G0Asy_ZsEdBygieBkSVyehjhegdweOleIapMHZP-HkHp8gLmgkriZbmFjs_N_afTzoYYceFHgtpHL0BsHOzaWSJENZXoHwSu2mv4PjECmP2AXwDxo-BHZPxW49s1Tu7kembqbbe4nr6PUWLHHdBGGoB7igAxmZzX0/s960/429483111_7579791108740399_3428770069593850563_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="978" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMina7zrWbx54kOx8hbv3q32WJz9G0Asy_ZsEdBygieBkSVyehjhegdweOleIapMHZP-HkHp8gLmgkriZbmFjs_N_afTzoYYceFHgtpHL0BsHOzaWSJENZXoHwSu2mv4PjECmP2AXwDxo-BHZPxW49s1Tu7kembqbbe4nr6PUWLHHdBGGoB7igAxmZzX0/w733-h978/429483111_7579791108740399_3428770069593850563_n.jpg" width="733" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I'm sure those Killer Bees got into everything when they Killed that Tractor Mower and so it's not your usual Repair Job. They are some efficient little Fuckers when they want something Deaded!!! *LOL* Our Pasture looks quite lush and when we Irrigated earlier than usual, flocks of Wild Ducks were floating in everyone's Acreage and hanging out for Days. *Bwahahaha* I shouldda taken some Pixs of that too, but, I didn't. At the Antique Mall, what I had marked down recently was moving fast, yay, that was the tactic, to Purge the current Showroom of most things I don't want to bring over to the New one. I'm pretty sure most of it is being bought by other Vendors, they have no saturation point so I will Sell to them all day long. I want Fresh Merch brought in to the New Showroom, so if they want my stale Merch, I'll leave Margins for them all day long. *Winks*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivtSJUsEW8PMR-qfPeA-VZmwc35Doyq6igj4JHCZJh1LgYeRm40GdeypPaMhZdzLVLFlNDmnGz3eau2JLJz1Hm5dQD0f7oiBg4N0QQoO1Cz3ygkc8vyQ1Sl7hGWMKRpIg5M2fQepJhqNfEJteBWyvLRb3X3gJ1UFMwqRazWwOj7iQQ-_q_atfttUFJ5rU/s2015/429474331_7579788972073946_2342388213056882893_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="973" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivtSJUsEW8PMR-qfPeA-VZmwc35Doyq6igj4JHCZJh1LgYeRm40GdeypPaMhZdzLVLFlNDmnGz3eau2JLJz1Hm5dQD0f7oiBg4N0QQoO1Cz3ygkc8vyQ1Sl7hGWMKRpIg5M2fQepJhqNfEJteBWyvLRb3X3gJ1UFMwqRazWwOj7iQQ-_q_atfttUFJ5rU/w727-h973/429474331_7579788972073946_2342388213056882893_n.jpg" width="727" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Anyway, Rob still doesn't have the John Deere running and I'm not putting any more Money into it right now, I got to get Taxes done in a couple Weeks. Every since 45's Presidency we've owed, we used to get refunds, go figure... yet that Rat Bastard has probably never paid his Taxes ever in his Life. So, if the Acreage stays lush, I don't really care right now, it's not a high priority to me. It ended up not Storming, so it just remained pleasantly overcast and a cool enuf temperature to go do Environmental Cleanup, so, that's what The Man and I did most of the day. Then we had a meal at "Red Lobster", they have a Lunch Special that was really excellent. I love their Salads and Biscuits, their Roasted Brussel Sprouts are Divine... and I had Lobster. The Man had Shrimp Scampi & Clam Chowder. They also have new Mocktails that are really good Virgin Drinks.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPAEWeP8Mvhb2qdcw-O2R301ndoKn7ATf0jgcbwt38Ych_LXKA2_dyphk29snATiBdZV8kmerq1qW-zn_TyJqdRp5g0pwdcAGIWcpWeVE0o3Qgmxk9T4houCxP_hA75-K17sVXciNiSPvAvGEVuwy5PebdfixMNNzHmjdYho9hkWP6x00LZkqMswKW8vs/s960/429474273_7579791312073712_8302612016021161007_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="967" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPAEWeP8Mvhb2qdcw-O2R301ndoKn7ATf0jgcbwt38Ych_LXKA2_dyphk29snATiBdZV8kmerq1qW-zn_TyJqdRp5g0pwdcAGIWcpWeVE0o3Qgmxk9T4houCxP_hA75-K17sVXciNiSPvAvGEVuwy5PebdfixMNNzHmjdYho9hkWP6x00LZkqMswKW8vs/w725-h967/429474273_7579791312073712_8302612016021161007_n.jpg" width="725" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Actually, what The Man and I did was place our Orders and then swap stuff with each other. He wanted the Endless Soup, Salad, Biscuits, but doesn't eat Salad and I love them, so he gave me all the Salad. I ordered the Lobster & Shrimp Scampi, not a Fan of Shrimp done that way but it was the Lobster Lunch Special with no substitutions, The Man ate my Shrimp Scampi with his Soup. Our Waiter gave us extra Biscuits to take Home. I was full enuf on my Roasted Brussel Sprouts, Lobster and Two of the endless Salads, with a couple Biscuits. I'm still eating less and feeling satiated with the GOLO Method, so, still doing well on it, tho' I haven't really been fanatical about the Scale watching, I don't obsess about the Number so much as I want to feel Well and look Well, which I am and Weight is clearly coming off easily and effortlessly. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTzzaD8eTQGf-hHAUhXIyAgMGKoxtx0iKhQG7Oo9voPYTYhoucLUNTFp-5SrmNod17HiQC3B0ie0AJeh-5oBEoZYsWM6lQ92yQ_JyPk6JbDMWScLJhDNAAdSHAlkKQq9LnMRw9DCFiBbci_WrvAfyVjj4jqttItheoWxyrBIk-F0oiVd30TyPI_OptfvE/s960/429469579_7579790805407096_8747984251572419747_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="968" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTzzaD8eTQGf-hHAUhXIyAgMGKoxtx0iKhQG7Oo9voPYTYhoucLUNTFp-5SrmNod17HiQC3B0ie0AJeh-5oBEoZYsWM6lQ92yQ_JyPk6JbDMWScLJhDNAAdSHAlkKQq9LnMRw9DCFiBbci_WrvAfyVjj4jqttItheoWxyrBIk-F0oiVd30TyPI_OptfvE/w726-h968/429469579_7579790805407096_8747984251572419747_n.jpg" width="726" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I did organize all my Tax Paperwork, it looks like the Feds might have finally gotten everything to us in time, but our Bank and Mortgage Company didn't... so both are having to allegedly re-send what I'll need to file for my Taxes. *Le Sigh* The Bank is annoying since now they only have Bots and you can't get a Human by Phone at all, so, I'll have to go in to get another 1099-DIV Statement from them, we never got one and I'll need it to substantiate Dividend Income. At least with the Mortgage Company the Bot finally put me thru to a Human when I dropped the F-Bomb on 'her' Bot Recorded Voice. *LMAOROTF* Seems once you say Fuck, the Bot knows you've about had about enuf of her being unable to help or understand you. *Winks* </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKrBKZHaaQOn17uDrmrDTr4zUW-GZJKk5ryNtnx-rN7lAtJ8ZqmGfc95RC3qLG5BtFFDrXLQHOxctbmiOZyU8VPcth8osuvwmHwP6zpbFfS2TIQ3WKqR8QFQtEcFzKb0i40bl0eU4K6m5qGGKPwGueIoUPuDk1n8y14rOKLVX2hOAgA16pY8UMg59SRLA/s1433/s-l1600%20(1).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1433" data-original-width="1088" height="952" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKrBKZHaaQOn17uDrmrDTr4zUW-GZJKk5ryNtnx-rN7lAtJ8ZqmGfc95RC3qLG5BtFFDrXLQHOxctbmiOZyU8VPcth8osuvwmHwP6zpbFfS2TIQ3WKqR8QFQtEcFzKb0i40bl0eU4K6m5qGGKPwGueIoUPuDk1n8y14rOKLVX2hOAgA16pY8UMg59SRLA/w723-h952/s-l1600%20(1).jpg" width="723" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> The Bank Bot didn't Care how much profanity you used, since, I pretty much used my entire vocabulary of it on 'her'. I might as well have been talking Swahili for how often 'she' claimed not to understand my request for a Dividend 1099-DIV Statement. *Eye Roll* The Deadline for them to get one to you had been January 31st, that's how not up to the Job they've been this Year, it's almost the end of February already! Most of these Companies no longer want to use Paper it seems, too bad, I want hard copies of it all, not something Saved in some fucking Cloud in the Ether. A lot of the Electronic shit last Tax Season wasn't even working properly, so it became an Ordeal to even Pay them what you owed Electronically. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrKSTxwn0UT4HT7IyKaSE3kyZAKAOEukz5VNPrpeOzaAtBnlyP6gMn8kkQ3iANhrzsHteUy-QW31BxQt5cYhQjnOf5S2Xmty3VDCFzic4f6ya1BQqMNr83X8AXWIKtYbykyOuMZ7bZwOnlpAeN4TeitU6T_zIRAsOz-v-hkc10PBLZdVFPts3ckdiTI2w/s1407/s-l1600.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1407" data-original-width="1062" height="954" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrKSTxwn0UT4HT7IyKaSE3kyZAKAOEukz5VNPrpeOzaAtBnlyP6gMn8kkQ3iANhrzsHteUy-QW31BxQt5cYhQjnOf5S2Xmty3VDCFzic4f6ya1BQqMNr83X8AXWIKtYbykyOuMZ7bZwOnlpAeN4TeitU6T_zIRAsOz-v-hkc10PBLZdVFPts3ckdiTI2w/w721-h954/s-l1600.jpg" width="721" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> We got confirmation numbers at our CPA's Office that payment went thru and then the Feds claimed not to have received it! WTF?! So, I was nervous we'd be paying them double/twice due to THEIR incompetence? Anyway, enuf about Government Incompetence, we all know how rampant it is, so whining about it does no good. So... Moving On... Environmental Cleanup went really well, we recovered a lot of Aluminum out of the Nature Preserve and Parks that Environmentally Unconscious always leave behind. I don't understand what's so hard about taking something out Empty that you had no trouble bringing in Full, you know? The Environmentally Unconscious of Society really irritate me and take our Planet for Granted and don't Respect Nature at all. They seem to be in the Majority too, only a select Minority seem to give a shit about the Planet, Nature or Climate Change and such.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm3YCGPwVpK86eCGKCQymIQOH8twewute_Fedxhq98EELWNN75DxRU7kFEVCkPbdhLToR5WeQoFwsasJrPgk0FTMuG2hpG8NG0AHmVOqqIpfKOEbd6zu7BAONKNizxaKokd21Vq207YAYmpov3Vih3Xo28lsAcI93XtCrniCb2cpSYC7fTeEZhI5hMQPA/s5152/IMG_7831.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="956" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm3YCGPwVpK86eCGKCQymIQOH8twewute_Fedxhq98EELWNN75DxRU7kFEVCkPbdhLToR5WeQoFwsasJrPgk0FTMuG2hpG8NG0AHmVOqqIpfKOEbd6zu7BAONKNizxaKokd21Vq207YAYmpov3Vih3Xo28lsAcI93XtCrniCb2cpSYC7fTeEZhI5hMQPA/w717-h956/IMG_7831.JPG" width="717" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Yeah, I've been a Tree Hugger and Environmentally Conscious since I can remember, since, it's how I was Raised to BE. We do sometimes get Thanked by random folks and this day was no exception. Some very Young Teen Guys sincerely went out of their way and Thanked us for what we were doing. I'm Hopeful their Generation may make and BE the difference and promote Change that will at least slow down what's going Sideways already? I don't envy the Generations coming up behind us for all the damage control they're gonna now hafta run on every level of how things now are. Every time I turn on the News lately, it's even more grim than before with unprecedented unraveling of just about everything we should hold Sacred and Protect.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7D3AvTBLb4yo3rXEoefOFkIbo2iWZeMK3CcgDQpncYJYW3OqPZj4EXRXuWDyIRZnW61LjwdyYg-nku1y-kZ7hlWyuASMa_clg4ioqaJ5PzHvf8xyjgcDxaP4K6l93Mh1RIrItghhvPmzraZMea0U_13EbTdnXEeWH9aswEpV_2x5dGeezZP_msuJ4V0k/s5152/IMG_7860.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="953" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7D3AvTBLb4yo3rXEoefOFkIbo2iWZeMK3CcgDQpncYJYW3OqPZj4EXRXuWDyIRZnW61LjwdyYg-nku1y-kZ7hlWyuASMa_clg4ioqaJ5PzHvf8xyjgcDxaP4K6l93Mh1RIrItghhvPmzraZMea0U_13EbTdnXEeWH9aswEpV_2x5dGeezZP_msuJ4V0k/w715-h953/IMG_7860.JPG" width="715" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>The News this day was saying that Ole' Elon Musk is Fan Boying Putin big time, no big Surprise there really IMO. I always felt that Boy's actual Business acumen was as Suspect as 45's and probably someone nefarious has been Bankrolling him for their own Purposes and making it look like he was a Wonder Boy. Just my own little Conspiracy Theory there, since Ole' Elon seems to run shit into the ground pretty good, so, either he was a One Hit Wonder Boy on something that just happened to make him obscenely Rich and then became a Legend in his own Mind and thinking Lightening would strike twice... or... he's in someone really Powerful's Pocket who does have unlimited Resources? Humnnnn, let us just think now about whose Praises he's Singing and Devoted to or unwilling to be Critical of... just sayin'... sounds familiar, very familiar. Anyway, never been impressed with Elon at all.</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgOEtlW5Yen3-_snL0tUGTGenIG4gFCF8FmtLb0bSCy8Vnycj-5n4efYXWBJAouQ1GPw_PHkizVkJsmy7piSGnsKfVuhrkvuU7IY3zZcTh7pk5REG9UtSBx75JfUcFaDz3tiXIy8x4BoFMSelJMKOTeKPOutNexfYGw9O0uZW09GRIky4Fhx3CW3A5mV0/s5152/IMG_7861.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="954" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgOEtlW5Yen3-_snL0tUGTGenIG4gFCF8FmtLb0bSCy8Vnycj-5n4efYXWBJAouQ1GPw_PHkizVkJsmy7piSGnsKfVuhrkvuU7IY3zZcTh7pk5REG9UtSBx75JfUcFaDz3tiXIy8x4BoFMSelJMKOTeKPOutNexfYGw9O0uZW09GRIky4Fhx3CW3A5mV0/w716-h954/IMG_7861.JPG" width="716" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>When he Sold Zip2 to Compaq in late 1990's, it was a then declining Computer Manufacturing Giant... but he did get over $300 Million. And his Wealth is mainly dependent on Tesla Shares and he's leveraged his large Shares and Solicited Investors, rather than relying on liquid sums. He did get into the Dot.com boom at just the right strategic time, even tho' it eventually crashed. It's a reappearing Investment Opportunity with AI now, so, many will procure Wealth from that, good, bad or indifferent about what it will morph into that is Pro or Con. Anyway, I just always thought Ole' Elon has some hefty Skeletons in his Closet that have contributed to his Wealth, just a hunch. He's an arrogant controversial Character to his Core, no telling who he's in Bed with? Usually such things come to Light eventually. His Fan Boying of Putin is in a Word... Interesting... to say the least.</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMV78SL7kecKaC17djY1hwa2YIyJv0KWPZamq5zBzV9OeektDyTJUeaV7gQNTSAREKRmZODQjc41HXPKF-mkOXm78gNNTncenUFNFqnU-Z9nMsCgvzF-mWJp1DmLNePlMRLHSiWcjaP9tf83rnCIK7d_xKBB08Hd5PE5UkmjZHVtg_9wGMP9HnVzCSI-Y/s5152/IMG_7859.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="956" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMV78SL7kecKaC17djY1hwa2YIyJv0KWPZamq5zBzV9OeektDyTJUeaV7gQNTSAREKRmZODQjc41HXPKF-mkOXm78gNNTncenUFNFqnU-Z9nMsCgvzF-mWJp1DmLNePlMRLHSiWcjaP9tf83rnCIK7d_xKBB08Hd5PE5UkmjZHVtg_9wGMP9HnVzCSI-Y/w717-h956/IMG_7859.JPG" width="717" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Ah, but we're all Mad here in America these days and have fallen so deep down the fucking Rabbit Hole, haven't we, as a Nation and rather a Collective? Curiouser and Curiouser. Just when you think things couldn't be more outrageous, well, then they are... it's a very Alice In Wonderland kinda place these days, quite Surreal and Nonsensical. I do get frustrated with people who aren't paying attention or simply don't seem to have a Care in the World. As if nothing is unraveling or they're quite alright with everything unraveling. Especially with those that Support the demise in some demented ways that have less to do with Logic and more to do with their Emotions, which can be so easily manipulated and weaponized. My own Mantra right now is best incapsulated in the Patch Below:</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga_fOccrd78MjV5imP4EoMvgNfLiy8ZVo4EHKCtAD0xgDH9DANc2LJm8IGgEHU826lUNILbdpAekd5b_AwFy5km2Zu_vgcMZDELnK_Ygm1PJGlEw3EbFr9bwubj67sS5eaiwcsFdUVgnwtq-j8r5-22oCohrpDjh_2KxDfv6kqphX6V_-VS-QLpCkbJNg/s5152/IMG_7858.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="955" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga_fOccrd78MjV5imP4EoMvgNfLiy8ZVo4EHKCtAD0xgDH9DANc2LJm8IGgEHU826lUNILbdpAekd5b_AwFy5km2Zu_vgcMZDELnK_Ygm1PJGlEw3EbFr9bwubj67sS5eaiwcsFdUVgnwtq-j8r5-22oCohrpDjh_2KxDfv6kqphX6V_-VS-QLpCkbJNg/w716-h955/IMG_7858.JPG" width="716" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Anyway... Yes, I feel quite Jaded now and my usual Incurable Optimism is a lot more Guarded than it ever has been. I distract myself with just daily dealings of Life, since, that's a full enuf load right now to carry without baggage that I don't really have to pick up and carry right now. We had a most enjoyable Weekend with Family and had a Big Time, so, it's not all doom and gloom or perpetual Crisis. *Whew* Sales have been a lot stronger lately in the Showroom, which, I Hope that carries thru 'til Spring and the big Transition to the new Spaces I'll be getting in Spring. I am still very excited to get a Fresh Start and will have the slower Months of Summer to tweak it all and manifest the Vision I have for it. Summer is usually when Sales slump, tho', I've had some very Strong Summer Sales some Years, so, you just never know.</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmXp-6SMp3Ea-B78fbtLvgE08FU1lRGCfnMWhJ8wH4qnfdAcbO7N9HL9cw98AK645Anqa9uZU6o7px_0dkUoz62w9Lp45gn9ieco1hwklA18dIz6SiVGIXPaZWKex6Utjz0Q43hBKdxLWDcM0EnoPZGiIxwrPdOJrxB_3b2tPA143DReW-LfpiDdjQXp0/s5152/IMG_7862.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="954" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmXp-6SMp3Ea-B78fbtLvgE08FU1lRGCfnMWhJ8wH4qnfdAcbO7N9HL9cw98AK645Anqa9uZU6o7px_0dkUoz62w9Lp45gn9ieco1hwklA18dIz6SiVGIXPaZWKex6Utjz0Q43hBKdxLWDcM0EnoPZGiIxwrPdOJrxB_3b2tPA143DReW-LfpiDdjQXp0/w716-h954/IMG_7862.JPG" width="716" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>The Kiddos are all telling me they'll help me get the New Showroom ready and empty out the Old one, which, by Mid-April, should be complete. So, I won't be doing it all alone, Princess T and I will be Sharing both the New Showroom and the Locked Case, splitting our Inventory into each, which, seems like the best Strategy. We already know how her Product is moving, so we'll only be Experimenting with my half of the Venture and the type of Merch I'll be carrying in the New Spaces. Right now the House is messy becoz I'm still figuring out what to put up For Sale when that Transition happens, what to Donate, and what to just Keep? The whole Downsizing Process is messy overall really, since, you NEED to Downsize due to Space Issues when you Downsize your Primary Residence, and, so, here we now are. *LOL and Le Sigh* </i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLFRB8t6CMRabn5lJx1NB99N5VtVbVntckcm8EEvJ1X5CFPxfDpLNhJOEK1663BMTbXolY0mpzbEGLxXfSipaI3NcZ7JM0-HHyXIKeh5rUuzNIHCaDrFiW2wWnCOoOqs_1VYNlUWbqloxOHu3JZumL5fGoWFPZrOp8H2tL5z-y7nFoNtfj1KK2A9EPNcw/s5152/IMG_7865.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="953" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLFRB8t6CMRabn5lJx1NB99N5VtVbVntckcm8EEvJ1X5CFPxfDpLNhJOEK1663BMTbXolY0mpzbEGLxXfSipaI3NcZ7JM0-HHyXIKeh5rUuzNIHCaDrFiW2wWnCOoOqs_1VYNlUWbqloxOHu3JZumL5fGoWFPZrOp8H2tL5z-y7nFoNtfj1KK2A9EPNcw/w715-h953/IMG_7865.JPG" width="715" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>The Federal Trade Commission is Warning that the Big Merger with the 25 Billion Dollar melding of Kroger and Albertson's, is in litigation, and everyone seems opposed to it. I think it would definitely drive up prices of necessities... Wal-Mart, Amazon and CostCo are allegedly putting pressure on the Grocer Chains becoz they're Non-Union. Well, we know that Wal-Mart and Amazon exploit their Labor Force, everyone I've ever known who worked for them had firsthand experience of that, including some Family members. But, with the Merger, if it's allowed to go thru, could come downsizing of Employees and closures of locations... so, it's a significant Issue now moving thru the Courts. Here in the West it is important since Kroger Stores are much lower pricing than Albertson's Stores. I hardly ever shop at Albertson's... and they're the one trying to Buy Out Kroger and Merge the Two. </i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYruPmDZelikS0z9sH1hyTOu5mzefzd4fPIo1xzuijQ8AwocVQV-pwm3mo701hpy0piekIDwvy9A49eOlMtJlKvdGuKBxUTb79Nh8Ijrew0rUggNukA_sw634ltYTMjI3tQfGN8J8UYv3gfAPYPVIckNgzprGmzwtiQ6wVN2tZaU4Vebi1vbHoONTT99A/s5152/IMG_7876.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="954" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYruPmDZelikS0z9sH1hyTOu5mzefzd4fPIo1xzuijQ8AwocVQV-pwm3mo701hpy0piekIDwvy9A49eOlMtJlKvdGuKBxUTb79Nh8Ijrew0rUggNukA_sw634ltYTMjI3tQfGN8J8UYv3gfAPYPVIckNgzprGmzwtiQ6wVN2tZaU4Vebi1vbHoONTT99A/w715-h954/IMG_7876.JPG" width="715" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Some Arizona Cities are already in the Top 10 of Highest Cost of Living in the Country, even people earning well over triple digit Incomes are struggling there. Scottsdale, Chandler and Gilbert, Arizona, are higher Cost of Living than California and East Coast high cost of living Cities now... like San Diego or Boston. So, anyway, the State cannot afford for Essentials to cost most people more... like Groceries. Rents are already ridiculous and most of the huge complexes being built are Luxury Units and some are $2,000-$3,000 a Month for an Apartment in a mediocre location. I'm glad we Own and have a 2% Mortgage. I would have preferred to still have my Paid Off Historic Home of coarse, and our Ranch site of 38+ Acres in Northern Arizona is Free and Clear. So, we're better positioned than most Seniors on Fixed Incomes in these parts. I think a lot of Seniors here will run out of Money and will not be able to keep pace with the rate of inflation. </i></div></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnSRrxdQFXbb0xNjhiGdzuGczLdLO5dxDJ7AtSw6xPMx1ov56Kbf_sb2pTZIaqkUIDHu3cpdYLtZpH-Vhyphenhyphenty2q3Bxx6hRpiduzdz-mbBf3zLaEA-nMeCzDDZGLlJcqYapXydJforSh2B49mSY5uNPVZi9nDaNugyb40stx8uD8YRux_5pQiXg4Hoxk7sE/s5152/IMG_7883.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="953" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnSRrxdQFXbb0xNjhiGdzuGczLdLO5dxDJ7AtSw6xPMx1ov56Kbf_sb2pTZIaqkUIDHu3cpdYLtZpH-Vhyphenhyphenty2q3Bxx6hRpiduzdz-mbBf3zLaEA-nMeCzDDZGLlJcqYapXydJforSh2B49mSY5uNPVZi9nDaNugyb40stx8uD8YRux_5pQiXg4Hoxk7sE/w715-h953/IMG_7883.JPG" width="715" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>With having a Three Generational Household we Share Expenses, and I think a lot of Families might have to start considering that option. I don't mind it, in fact I prefer it. The Man has gotten more used to it, he wasn't Raised in the same Culture of it that I was. *LOL* I just see Families not Sharing Expenses are struggling a lot more than they used to be, Middle Class Families are now being considered among the Low Income. If making triple digit Income isn't enough, well, how many people do you really know who have well above that? Or even have THAT? I guess it depends on the area of the Country you live, but in Arizona, the median Income is less than $72,000 and many are well below that annually. And Nationally it's only $52,000-$62,000 if you want to make comparisons of why those with Triple digit Income are doing way better than that... so, if they can't make it... or are struggling in many locations... well... just sayin'.</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR7jQLM6v-_v4VvKZHkN3qTyTjlJZJeb7E1aLAE630pGqxxutkfH7wpn7s3r_B3j-dFk8z7yHbNTcAOzN1wA9aj0ZKdaBfcYTY-fjWp0ho4yLNrfySpVOVpluGrQSh2inHXzRH4w2W347AY-AJTEhimlC1TFZo67E7fc7hIXBy8Gz280F1KYFXw0C4RYA/s5152/IMG_7891.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="951" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR7jQLM6v-_v4VvKZHkN3qTyTjlJZJeb7E1aLAE630pGqxxutkfH7wpn7s3r_B3j-dFk8z7yHbNTcAOzN1wA9aj0ZKdaBfcYTY-fjWp0ho4yLNrfySpVOVpluGrQSh2inHXzRH4w2W347AY-AJTEhimlC1TFZo67E7fc7hIXBy8Gz280F1KYFXw0C4RYA/w713-h951/IMG_7891.JPG" width="713" /></a></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>The AVERAGE Home in Arizona is now close to half a Mil and you're not getting much bang for that buck either... it's a Meh piece of Real Estate for that price point. Used to be a Half Million Dollar Property was Primo... now some that are Million Dollar Properties aren't that Special and rather Average. When I first moved to Arizona, the Average price of a Home was around $20,000... so... do the Math on that. I only paid $48,000 for our Historic Home and even less for the Property before that one. Now, if you own a Home just Five Years, the Equity in it has doubled, since, the Price for that Home has doubled just that fast now, which is ridiculous! I think that many of the Young don't feel that the American Dream exists anymore and has somewhat become an American Nightmare for their Generation... which, is quite Sad.</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1wBS2YXbuAvv-m0hMa21gjimMK1tdzTvGH40byty_xRykD_0IDa4sqhsiDSc8ZXQmikEiaZnsZ__O4UTxUn0wOmwiKz5wFPM0XRl-XUJjsh8NmPyzhaO5149HsfaVAYwEMZYn2zeXCUXCXhXQyugITDuKSY3WtwtEy3cdq4AOAGGjAXu6PV6kqafvs4s/s3614/IMG_7896.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3614" data-original-width="2724" height="945" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1wBS2YXbuAvv-m0hMa21gjimMK1tdzTvGH40byty_xRykD_0IDa4sqhsiDSc8ZXQmikEiaZnsZ__O4UTxUn0wOmwiKz5wFPM0XRl-XUJjsh8NmPyzhaO5149HsfaVAYwEMZYn2zeXCUXCXhXQyugITDuKSY3WtwtEy3cdq4AOAGGjAXu6PV6kqafvs4s/w712-h945/IMG_7896.JPG" width="712" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i>********</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Keep On Keeping On my Friends... Dawn... The Bohemian</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p>Bohemianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825579903367960408.post-12174200499153668272024-02-25T13:55:00.000-08:002024-02-25T14:08:44.930-08:00AZ Renaissance Festival And Other Adventures<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3v3HWoptpU6gPynYa4ucObLfzfODglpOLRKBR5CXicXvP3b2ssiNzg03zS8NcYdV0SEB7GhEYmYLaoYaeyPvFVOP5eAfHiJVJtLBS2fzjX9H9ZwpdW2e-9987w9zMxJG2tXAz1VWKTOBnZ9hdfC_NJol573aHRwtlIuIhwUbgp2Luvx8DjIZwmglx1BM/s2000/429112150_386911847307527_1414147465251395704_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1488" height="1013" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3v3HWoptpU6gPynYa4ucObLfzfODglpOLRKBR5CXicXvP3b2ssiNzg03zS8NcYdV0SEB7GhEYmYLaoYaeyPvFVOP5eAfHiJVJtLBS2fzjX9H9ZwpdW2e-9987w9zMxJG2tXAz1VWKTOBnZ9hdfC_NJol573aHRwtlIuIhwUbgp2Luvx8DjIZwmglx1BM/w754-h1013/429112150_386911847307527_1414147465251395704_n.jpg" width="754" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>This Weekend I attended "The Highland Yard Vintage" Event along with "Merchant Square Antique Mall" which is in front of the Warehouse Event, on Friday with The Man, we Scored some really good stuff at great prices. We got a Javelina Taxidermy Mount, some Military Safety Pins in their original Metal Containers, a Round Metal flanged Sign about being Video Recorded to hang outside my New Showroom, Three Antique Silver Rosaries {one has Garnet Beads, one Mother Of Pearl Beads, the other has Crystal Beads}, a Tiger Eye Rock Tower, an Antique French Metal Bronze Madonna and Child, an Ornate Antique Doorknob Set and a Metal Vintage Milk Crate. The prices on everything was so low that we were Jazzed and we got an additional Military Discount on just about everything not already marked down on Sale.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQqr_OpADGPnJbYkk9rU2fI9Z8AFuJU40viVYi_B4lxZnSUjDY6N6l83mMo7c0M9Hyu8eJthTXC3TqZzXBd7u-1mfK07dh0s7atVyjJlVa90XekZFDfY8PZKSC6a2RHdMOdaNpk2aUI9wsviUS-_sBzESPlWb09Wa5VloGYyI7Ym8HDPR9ijNf2ibKUYE/s5152/IMG_7844.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="989" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQqr_OpADGPnJbYkk9rU2fI9Z8AFuJU40viVYi_B4lxZnSUjDY6N6l83mMo7c0M9Hyu8eJthTXC3TqZzXBd7u-1mfK07dh0s7atVyjJlVa90XekZFDfY8PZKSC6a2RHdMOdaNpk2aUI9wsviUS-_sBzESPlWb09Wa5VloGYyI7Ym8HDPR9ijNf2ibKUYE/w742-h989/IMG_7844.JPG" width="742" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>We also stopped by "Bookman's" used Bookstore and got some good Books marked way down from the Retail Price. Yes, it was a lot of Retail Therapy but The Man and I had a good time doing it and our Haul was quite impressive at the Price Point that was some serious Bargain Shopping. Let us just say, the Value of just ONE of the Antique Italian Rosaries was actually more than I'd paid for ALL of the Haul at the Event AND the Antique Mall. Even the Taxidermy was about 80% Off what the Mount usually Costs and we'd wanted a Javelina Mount, I'm gonna put a Top Hat on him and a Formal Bow Tie. I took The Man out for a meal at "Culver's", I had their Cod Dinner and he had some kind of Specialty Hamburger. We also had some of their Frozen Custard for Dessert, they had a Caramel Pecan. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7-bjCVONq24s-H019mkJr2l7KV6bbkYODiD4OmuBNW43Wf_gfpy0eH9IkZOp1wU3qUSTPXR38vHHSNLNp7fD7_UyWMFQq1xuT0n8SajbiOMw_8Aa2qHNIczMKxGMS0NbhlCVwOP2MWDbK6iNsDduRrNTi4t8c4lZdrDTpTOqPKWt-kF9TK0Ji4Td_4E8/s2000/429132488_1399990700545501_1067929109196936452_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1488" height="985" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7-bjCVONq24s-H019mkJr2l7KV6bbkYODiD4OmuBNW43Wf_gfpy0eH9IkZOp1wU3qUSTPXR38vHHSNLNp7fD7_UyWMFQq1xuT0n8SajbiOMw_8Aa2qHNIczMKxGMS0NbhlCVwOP2MWDbK6iNsDduRrNTi4t8c4lZdrDTpTOqPKWt-kF9TK0Ji4Td_4E8/w733-h985/429132488_1399990700545501_1067929109196936452_n.jpg" width="733" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Then The Kiddos and I all attended the Arizona Renaissance Festival on Saturday, pretty much all day, it's a long commute to Gold Canyon where it's Hosted. The Son went with a Female Friend he often attends Concerts with. I took The Daughter and Granddaughter, we met up with The Son and his Friend once we arrived there. We took a few Family Photos, I wasn</i></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">'t in top form as a Pathological Picture Taker and the Kiddos were all Okay with that. *Smiles* I switched off using both my Old School Camera and my Cellphone Camera, I haven't downloaded my Old School Camera's Memory Card just yet, so will lead with Phone Pixs of my Weekend Adventures.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAZrFVqf6SIrCbCJ9I3v42qHKuRZabPe3Y2TONszMRkpxQePJnAF-9d4SLaLl_izUoMMVf6_pfJkyj4mUiwBPe-586dpRYE5saW180kRpemzXnxV65lXutkMvJshabVcSvkogHSkK-QHQMQwDot9mMqgyTJR05LibMw-KzdeU91e178S8ret-gJA2e2mE/s2000/423036416_807970081149137_8395218732730075787_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1488" height="978" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAZrFVqf6SIrCbCJ9I3v42qHKuRZabPe3Y2TONszMRkpxQePJnAF-9d4SLaLl_izUoMMVf6_pfJkyj4mUiwBPe-586dpRYE5saW180kRpemzXnxV65lXutkMvJshabVcSvkogHSkK-QHQMQwDot9mMqgyTJR05LibMw-KzdeU91e178S8ret-gJA2e2mE/w727-h978/423036416_807970081149137_8395218732730075787_n.jpg" width="727" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">It was Time Traveler Weekend and so The Granddaughter rigged up some ensemble that was Steam Punkish, we couldn't find my Steam Punk Goggles or Top Hat, I might have given them to her Brother, not sure? He had some but had packed them and we decided she looked just fine with what she'd already concocted out of her regular Wardrobe. She got a LOT of compliments at the Festival, not surprising. However, Yours Truly got a LOT of compliments on my Colorful Hippie Ensemble, totally unexpected, since, I wasn't in Costume, it's how I always look! *Bwahahahaha* All the Kiddos thought that was freakin' hilarious!!! *LOL* I also ran into some of the Young People from my Antique Mall who Work at The Brass Armadillo West, they recognized me and yelled out!</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUDsDb5PsjGtlKvtRyoNA6D776uaKmEStobsiGdCbV-L3j-mo0gHc8oWPkM5lxOb3GRwqhCOipQk7dXlMxe8UGIbTcIdGOtXY6N26EXIUfHc-Rx7Wu_XuPqaOQtKUPsqtqYTv4cEhlGojYqTs3jHbE-AlKWRmrFnJ5V9diRTXtjytydlCLKmyem6mVUyE/s5152/IMG_7899.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="968" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUDsDb5PsjGtlKvtRyoNA6D776uaKmEStobsiGdCbV-L3j-mo0gHc8oWPkM5lxOb3GRwqhCOipQk7dXlMxe8UGIbTcIdGOtXY6N26EXIUfHc-Rx7Wu_XuPqaOQtKUPsqtqYTv4cEhlGojYqTs3jHbE-AlKWRmrFnJ5V9diRTXtjytydlCLKmyem6mVUyE/w725-h968/IMG_7899.JPG" width="725" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I was surprised that in that throng of Humanity swarming about, that anyone would recognize me and yell out, so, it was Surprising they did. Princess T quipped that we can't go ANYWHERE that somebody doesn't know me... and, that's pretty much True, it's kinda Wild. *Bwahahaha* Attendance was exceptionally high this Year, more than previous Years, so, it was packed and long lines, but, enjoyable all the same. It meant lots of people in Costumes, many obliging me for Photos. One of the more memorable duos was Red Riding Hood and The Big Bad Wolf, becoz they had not come together and just met there, not planned, what are the Odds? So, they had Pixs taken together and I Photographed them together, the Serendipity of it was Cool.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLa8AFzwDvCRHmoMAhjU5ivGU-K3N6zdbx9fNtg1KYg2wbOVFBDXHTgvMUbTJnD_RfWiT-WuE3ai4S-pRhKrT-tCyOI20lbHPeUD0ZmULLTVoqtDKKlzV0MfpbVpRHdyXF0uhvn-wRPy6tyuc1yuwTOqVo03TCGovthiasRySzmQTpkTLsgz_w0NEFyx4/s5152/IMG_7898.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="977" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLa8AFzwDvCRHmoMAhjU5ivGU-K3N6zdbx9fNtg1KYg2wbOVFBDXHTgvMUbTJnD_RfWiT-WuE3ai4S-pRhKrT-tCyOI20lbHPeUD0ZmULLTVoqtDKKlzV0MfpbVpRHdyXF0uhvn-wRPy6tyuc1yuwTOqVo03TCGovthiasRySzmQTpkTLsgz_w0NEFyx4/w733-h977/IMG_7898.JPG" width="733" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Those that dress in Hot Costumes had to be Roasting, since, it was a very warm day. It started out overcast but once the Sun came out, it was pretty Hot and I was sweating and I wasn't even in a Costume! I cannot Imagine wearing Fur or one of the layered ornate Renaissance Themed Costumes so many wear. I do Love looking at the diversity of Costumes tho', every Weekend has a Theme, but actually people can wear whatever they can Dream Up and it's quite the Human Sideshow of Interesting Costumes. I liked Costumed Events and even those who may not participate in Dressing Up, have a lot of Fun with the Freedom and Imaginative Atmosphere of it all that transports us all to a Fantasyscape and Escape from dull or unpleasant current Realities or trials and tribulations folks might be moving thru.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_LHplKgy6ZtG_BZtRsrtsRHDibwpko2Gxt0Iy_GViENRe1vTwDN7HITTKfJdP2fQ1yhbhk5XjKcax92o6NkfpTbKsahaFj40j3iFTlBww3ZJst9OMRK14x5926ZLJiH6SJ-0lXYsexQtf_xzEYqOekKM_HEcByWsbKJPhFx0Ci3K9pG01X3L7B-dwmEU/s5152/IMG_7887.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="976" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_LHplKgy6ZtG_BZtRsrtsRHDibwpko2Gxt0Iy_GViENRe1vTwDN7HITTKfJdP2fQ1yhbhk5XjKcax92o6NkfpTbKsahaFj40j3iFTlBww3ZJst9OMRK14x5926ZLJiH6SJ-0lXYsexQtf_xzEYqOekKM_HEcByWsbKJPhFx0Ci3K9pG01X3L7B-dwmEU/w732-h976/IMG_7887.JPG" width="732" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">We can certainly appreciate some Escapism right about now, we've been up against a lot lately and so it was a Weight lifted to just go out together and have some Fun. Both Princess T and her Mama were still not Feeling 100% so we left early tho'. I didn't want either of them overdoing it, yet, we wanted to go this Weekend while the Weather was not inclement. It's an Outside Event mostly so you need Glorious Weather to enjoy it properly. The Daughter is still recovering from her Treatment and Princess T from being sickly on Friday, so, both could only handle just so much Fun. I myself was ready to leave early, so it was all good. We left The Son and his Friend there and they stayed 'til Closing and had arrived when it had Opened. We had arrived later and left way before Closing, it was just enuf Good Times and Fun for all Three of us... we'd had enuf Fun. *Bwahahahaha*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwHxFbO0a9QwjCC2cx1nuF4Gad2Xm6Zlo7HROHkZ__COuQMK9IRbLQJvGKs3d1jo0Jqme6UhcWsEM5A-bNH5Yk1aIA0yDA5jUsbhr3m6s5sjma_vu_bwrkBhCcxKIjh_WVwEjWmrQWLifaYQSyhZs04Ozrke4P_0VsO22SRCAKmpfiXi1sOzbM2AmwrRM/s5152/IMG_7882.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="976" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwHxFbO0a9QwjCC2cx1nuF4Gad2Xm6Zlo7HROHkZ__COuQMK9IRbLQJvGKs3d1jo0Jqme6UhcWsEM5A-bNH5Yk1aIA0yDA5jUsbhr3m6s5sjma_vu_bwrkBhCcxKIjh_WVwEjWmrQWLifaYQSyhZs04Ozrke4P_0VsO22SRCAKmpfiXi1sOzbM2AmwrRM/w732-h976/IMG_7882.JPG" width="732" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I think both The Daughter and Granddaughter are spending Today recovering from going. I'm going to have to Work Tonight {Sunday}, so I'm glad I didn't wear myself out. It had been quite a whirlwind few Days of Fun with The Man and then the Kiddos, so, it was more activity packed into a few Days than I'd usually participate in. *Smiles* I didn't make it to the Tres Rios Nature Preserve Festival, I just figured that might be too much to try to squeeze in after all. Too many things happening at once so you do have to sometimes pick and choose this time of Year which to attend and which to forego? The next few Posts will have all the Visuals from several days worth of activities, jumbled up in no particular Order.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJCvPgvOua6D1TuXE0nMI9rTMVxXA6orXaNq1IEk1SVM2hkJsWx2cRiMZsnGIW4L1wO2JdkrEqTpHNLNdBSALVMFfk_774tA92TZfS8u9mlUp3eG-BFC3-_FGkSmGcxH5KhJdT2JgMKEOOKicEucJfqF22BBWQiIBpuFXwn5RysMmweJPsQY3LyrzC0pA/s5152/IMG_7870.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="976" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJCvPgvOua6D1TuXE0nMI9rTMVxXA6orXaNq1IEk1SVM2hkJsWx2cRiMZsnGIW4L1wO2JdkrEqTpHNLNdBSALVMFfk_774tA92TZfS8u9mlUp3eG-BFC3-_FGkSmGcxH5KhJdT2JgMKEOOKicEucJfqF22BBWQiIBpuFXwn5RysMmweJPsQY3LyrzC0pA/w732-h976/IMG_7870.JPG" width="732" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">These Two Sweet Ladies Gifted The Girls and I with some fabulous Jewelry, they didn't even want Donations, they were just handing them out and saying that's what they come for! My Gift package also held more than the Mushrooms Jewelry in Glass and Metal, I had Stone Mushrooms and Stickers of Magic Mushrooms as well, the Kiddos were envious, liking my Gift more than theirs, ain't that the way Kids always are? *LOL* Princess T was joking with her Mom that I looked more like I'd appreciate Magic Mushrooms and why the Young Ladies Hooked me Up. She could be Right? You be the Judge, see Below... *LMAOROTF*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzqe_DqDLdjRprfWVFqAsOEo0JMB1aLMzDaWQUQ9gZME1jdyl6vl-2kxvIA__-dtPR-jMPee0OCKwaryrPzoFiFVr80x2Z5MNk6uXSECX3zb_L4bx_pEC_rDle2dbWWT-0FGmyUa_zX5ot6zygMJqcHLrBXsyuSIDq2O0H_oqHTIseBP5_WmAHYyTnItc/s1440/429534039_7574526965933480_4380597677683776733_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1072" height="991" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzqe_DqDLdjRprfWVFqAsOEo0JMB1aLMzDaWQUQ9gZME1jdyl6vl-2kxvIA__-dtPR-jMPee0OCKwaryrPzoFiFVr80x2Z5MNk6uXSECX3zb_L4bx_pEC_rDle2dbWWT-0FGmyUa_zX5ot6zygMJqcHLrBXsyuSIDq2O0H_oqHTIseBP5_WmAHYyTnItc/w737-h991/429534039_7574526965933480_4380597677683776733_n.jpg" width="737" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The only things I bought at the Renaissance Festival I had come specifically for. There is an Artist that Creates Bronze, Brass and Pewter Hardware. I'd previously bought a Pewter Pan Door Handle a couple Years ago, and this time I decided to get a Bronze Pan and a Pewter Mermaid Door Handle. Now that I have Three, it's Officially a Collection of this Artisans Work. *Winks* She has great Prices on these IMO, considering what they're made out of and the Artistry of them, I think it's a Bargain. In fact, a lot of the Prices this Year were lower than expected, including for Drinks and Food. So, even tho' the Entrance Fee is $32 for me and $35 for Adult Kiddos, everything on the inside was quite reasonably priced and not price gouged like many Events do.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWbBSv6jc6dAQZXRUoowIIb16plRFe3moz1VwJEKPOcI9IMkZ3SzY5-gABuWtpNpAzk0ATt_s6GoWB0TPK94Sd-AoG2fWDj7hTx9n5iEzUFXn-d3YR7C9SPjCw62ePmbWelzKbpKlYq4JAtOA8jTxbAeTHdYihmWJaBaXSRbLOwAU0_qU9wHuEyGa3jpQ/s5152/IMG_7877.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="977" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWbBSv6jc6dAQZXRUoowIIb16plRFe3moz1VwJEKPOcI9IMkZ3SzY5-gABuWtpNpAzk0ATt_s6GoWB0TPK94Sd-AoG2fWDj7hTx9n5iEzUFXn-d3YR7C9SPjCw62ePmbWelzKbpKlYq4JAtOA8jTxbAeTHdYihmWJaBaXSRbLOwAU0_qU9wHuEyGa3jpQ/w733-h977/IMG_7877.JPG" width="733" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzCTEUwBu9zZnAFykqcHwcxzeL6xSg-g6Cr1PpN32NRF2-v3xj0GgbALvIhBLvNsgNMO_SmQPo50CDqdTjmI6KpycEUyExRE7bG0tPMW3zY8DaiEVFs7u03zJXf60YtA6bxEYQl9BdTWm1l6QAZfkT7gJrSVFrLBCvdjMnz0hyYIk6GuCesPaGUJDigkc/s5152/IMG_7878.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="981" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzCTEUwBu9zZnAFykqcHwcxzeL6xSg-g6Cr1PpN32NRF2-v3xj0GgbALvIhBLvNsgNMO_SmQPo50CDqdTjmI6KpycEUyExRE7bG0tPMW3zY8DaiEVFs7u03zJXf60YtA6bxEYQl9BdTWm1l6QAZfkT7gJrSVFrLBCvdjMnz0hyYIk6GuCesPaGUJDigkc/w736-h981/IMG_7878.JPG" width="736" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTjsD4NjgQhxwXA8zov6mHtWCEOyBxzERJ7eGBDQgeRXt6zXVopacgRfyavbOWEdeD1sPSaIssKwM_UoYEeeG46wUE97PjGOwBACFSpb917rNhQCzKKNvofJhifyVFpSJw1pvJLjD_3BgbZ3gQE7MZJ4jIpPJGfIaLWptq4ZFhpRcsUZAyXOz7W0MfM4o/s5152/IMG_7909.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="981" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTjsD4NjgQhxwXA8zov6mHtWCEOyBxzERJ7eGBDQgeRXt6zXVopacgRfyavbOWEdeD1sPSaIssKwM_UoYEeeG46wUE97PjGOwBACFSpb917rNhQCzKKNvofJhifyVFpSJw1pvJLjD_3BgbZ3gQE7MZJ4jIpPJGfIaLWptq4ZFhpRcsUZAyXOz7W0MfM4o/w736-h981/IMG_7909.JPG" width="736" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigiTp_aKC-dPvMTkFrQxoQgTibIsA-ldzvvBAvHXA4mOc39LUxkaIIadeyKY08o5VSxL9_YXJclQ-5SPyRhbmJkK_AlO9HlbVXAZkRXJLomvZf6TBdwC1jRSSuOmFzde1miM3ObbBHk9hcRTdMhCVw9VpBGVtqT9-Xka2keGO4Vd6pYWHrTqyNv8GLTX0/s5152/IMG_7910.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="982" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigiTp_aKC-dPvMTkFrQxoQgTibIsA-ldzvvBAvHXA4mOc39LUxkaIIadeyKY08o5VSxL9_YXJclQ-5SPyRhbmJkK_AlO9HlbVXAZkRXJLomvZf6TBdwC1jRSSuOmFzde1miM3ObbBHk9hcRTdMhCVw9VpBGVtqT9-Xka2keGO4Vd6pYWHrTqyNv8GLTX0/w737-h982/IMG_7910.JPG" width="737" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">The ones with the Red Background are the Two I bought... you could choose the Style and then the Metal you wanted yours in. I chose a Bronze Pan and a Pewter Mermaid. The Mermaid and King Triton were new Styles they didn't have in previous Years, but I liked Pan better than King Triton... Triton's Face was not as well Cast IMO... and some of the Goddesses Faces were more grotesque than the Mermaid's, so I chose her over getting a Goddess Style for the Female selection. My Mermaid is prettier and I liked her best in Pewter. The Bronze and the Pewter appealed to me more than the Brass cast Hardware too. The Bronze is new and I'm glad they came out with it and the new Styles. Eventually all of my Collection will be affixed to Antique Salvaged Doors I Display.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguH2yZ3e2OYoOjWwEsJaV4KXcR01s7wGq6KM-8HgC3JwkZeDklVgW3FDDjwXJqFIBTRCJfs5Ys-I3gweUS80PIYsAV6StfRjvXNYaQBg2hLgFY3qZ77SD885vxH83e4n8QUXJtiJn4NYY5j6ytfwAB-vtF6vVdd-XuN-dGiJjgp0LhUckM4kyxawFIcEY/s5152/IMG_7868.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="977" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguH2yZ3e2OYoOjWwEsJaV4KXcR01s7wGq6KM-8HgC3JwkZeDklVgW3FDDjwXJqFIBTRCJfs5Ys-I3gweUS80PIYsAV6StfRjvXNYaQBg2hLgFY3qZ77SD885vxH83e4n8QUXJtiJn4NYY5j6ytfwAB-vtF6vVdd-XuN-dGiJjgp0LhUckM4kyxawFIcEY/w733-h977/IMG_7868.JPG" width="733" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>This is the first Year that Princess T didn't ask me to Buy her anything. In previous Years The G-Kid Force could cost me a small Fortune at the Renaissance Festivals. *LOL* I'd be Buying Animals Ears and Animal Tails, Art Dragons, Fairie Ears, Mehndi and such for them. *Smiles* I do miss the days when The Young Prince joined us, he's such a Natural Born Entertainer that many of the Ren Festival Troupes would have him perform with them as part of the Act! He can play almost any Instrument, Juggle and learn to use whatever Props they were Selling to Bystanders, so, he was good for Business and thoroughly enjoyed participating to that degree out of the Audience. He came to know many of the Troupes that perform regularly, and his Grand-Uncle, my Brother, was Press for many of the Renaissance Festivals across the Country, so knows those that Travel with them Nationally.</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihi63XS9Wnj-kmFQXH-p7M7fiRuV8yMyPaFOg6O24UJHvH674ykDb44Ck6yOLQMWsH7jz0kcXb-x5RIxUZR1kkkZaEBeI_31FfesKowCV0yhUU57Bg3J9WYrnspjoJan64EzjJEGQGEunCZJCIFGu4sGR-uuLynzdz8tGnmQu8zMtZZ1rls2ZqyK8pH48/s5152/IMG_7872.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="978" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihi63XS9Wnj-kmFQXH-p7M7fiRuV8yMyPaFOg6O24UJHvH674ykDb44Ck6yOLQMWsH7jz0kcXb-x5RIxUZR1kkkZaEBeI_31FfesKowCV0yhUU57Bg3J9WYrnspjoJan64EzjJEGQGEunCZJCIFGu4sGR-uuLynzdz8tGnmQu8zMtZZ1rls2ZqyK8pH48/w733-h978/IMG_7872.JPG" width="733" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Princess T misses attending with her Big Brother since he gets into it so much and is much more of an Extrovert than she is. She did enjoy her Mom joining us this Year since it was The Daughter's First Renaissance Festival. I didn't used to go when my Kids were growing up and it was my Brother who introduced us to our First one when he was covering the Arizona Renaissance Festival as Press and took us with him under a Participant Media Status, which was Cool. We got a lot of preferential treatment in tow with my Brother, the Retired Professional Hollywood Photographer, everyone knew him. And watching my Brother do his Thing was really Cool too. He had to formally Retire from doing it this Year, his Health Issues have become too dire to Travel or spend that many Hours doing anything. His Heart is failing him now. It's with a Heavy Heart everyone had to say Good-Bye to him being a part of the Renaissance Festivals.</i></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjphYgoeqsVkp8lNz8Gg94oOfWF_yq3gY0GSfezi8j1UxoQIXzASrlMYulYjqkUs9jD7RqC-JxIzyrIbTb9Nt-BfCeEQzYswizOSC2tnPE_YIz2EvYNIqd0zJJpvp6vUTTITWUAUI7ViUeQfMmzRZfqdFfIYgne-0M0OhUUluUhib7AzLK3t_96l_kp8ME/s5152/IMG_7873.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="978" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjphYgoeqsVkp8lNz8Gg94oOfWF_yq3gY0GSfezi8j1UxoQIXzASrlMYulYjqkUs9jD7RqC-JxIzyrIbTb9Nt-BfCeEQzYswizOSC2tnPE_YIz2EvYNIqd0zJJpvp6vUTTITWUAUI7ViUeQfMmzRZfqdFfIYgne-0M0OhUUluUhib7AzLK3t_96l_kp8ME/w733-h978/IMG_7873.JPG" width="733" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Princess T likes to attend these things, she's very Bold about Fashion and timid about crowded Events tho', she has Social Anxieties that often paralyze her when anything is crowded. She did very well considering how Crowded it became, but I knew we'd likely not spend as much time there as most people do, since, we'd also Power Walk the entire Event and then not stay for a lot of the Entertainment. We've seen all of the Acts many times before, The Daughter hadn't, but she couldn't quite sit thru the Jousting, so, she wasn't that interested in sitting thru any form of the Entertainment anyway. We only stayed for a small portion of the Jousting and are probably more Entertained by the Nerds in the Audience Geeking Out on these things. You can tell some folks Live and Breathe these Fantasies and not just during the Festivals. *LOL*</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9EUm1Q7jAK6qn0SIS1F0jIGxqaez3g-RBRWWaWV73lqMZCOXLhYL606WubV3muV9hKuNDitpCET6bpENt6NxRgSJ0ytQ3wSrdgrPCEmHP2xJKaA8TLxeHFOdJM9VUwxtKVZptkG33D8wnvDeTw6t4WqKmNTguyy9n617zkhS-HaxxChpzR9LGiWKiiOk/s5152/IMG_7867.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="972" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9EUm1Q7jAK6qn0SIS1F0jIGxqaez3g-RBRWWaWV73lqMZCOXLhYL606WubV3muV9hKuNDitpCET6bpENt6NxRgSJ0ytQ3wSrdgrPCEmHP2xJKaA8TLxeHFOdJM9VUwxtKVZptkG33D8wnvDeTw6t4WqKmNTguyy9n617zkhS-HaxxChpzR9LGiWKiiOk/w729-h972/IMG_7867.JPG" width="729" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">It often reminds me of some of the Customers that come into the Antique Mall who are really 'Into' such things as Disney, Star Wars, Anime Characters, Sports, Pokemon... they are REALLY Into it in a BIG way, almost Obsessed. When someone is really Geeking Out about what they have an Obsession with, it can be quite Amusing or Entertaining to those of us who just aren't. I should have taken more Pixs of people in Costume, but I don't like to be too Intrusive about it. So, I only approached people already getting their pictures taken by other people. Most are happy to oblige and if they have a good Costume, expect to be Photographed and get the attention, but I never want to put anyone on the spot either.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUOUCjUYYguZU6ka8wRU_T98FGZOTWXW9ll2auUcS7PWcNx3RQWPns6g3YhFrl8eF90tNb8AlQe4-NUPPcD4jKY7sRrsOtxI4plA1P2u1qL96S5sjg-hejLb3foRHIU7NL77tdkyz8lHJQ8_NKP_Zd5kGVJInQAQfCaIrpX_mos1Q9LH3DxrnxekkiZ2Y/s5152/IMG_7874.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="968" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUOUCjUYYguZU6ka8wRU_T98FGZOTWXW9ll2auUcS7PWcNx3RQWPns6g3YhFrl8eF90tNb8AlQe4-NUPPcD4jKY7sRrsOtxI4plA1P2u1qL96S5sjg-hejLb3foRHIU7NL77tdkyz8lHJQ8_NKP_Zd5kGVJInQAQfCaIrpX_mos1Q9LH3DxrnxekkiZ2Y/w726-h968/IMG_7874.JPG" width="726" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I think I need one of these contraptions at Home to keep everyone in line? *Bwahahaha* Actually, they're all quite well behaved, so, no need really. Princess T had her new Boyfriend over after we got Home from the Renaissance Festival and her Mom had a Male Lifelong Friend over too, and we were binge watching Netflix since The Niece had bought me a Subscription for Christmas and I had The Son finally load it. I wouldn't have had a Clue how to do it, very complicated IMO and involves your Phone and Passwords or some such shit that my Tech Challenged Mind cannot wrap around. I'll be Lucky to remember how to use it and turn it on to view any of it he loaded under my Profile?! *LOL and Le Sigh* I have began binge watching "Orange Is The New Black" {2013-2019}. Yeah, I'm that far behind watching Series you all watched Years ago.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtoxHfqbJkEeuey4R60p9n3b0YTFvbJ_n9WjZ8vBp-enGJ_2ZAxrNPkyf_w-OKiAuEb2Hruq5GvEG_TKDQHBfzP5oqkllcNgYdqqF5VztYxIWUNaI2L_JBBmFAkkd8NBHw1xka5_NihCOoOJHkhAWMkbCUv9d-k2OuNq99RnNddMozB2_ZBd2OUsFBpsY/s3539/IMG_7866.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3539" data-original-width="2491" height="1036" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtoxHfqbJkEeuey4R60p9n3b0YTFvbJ_n9WjZ8vBp-enGJ_2ZAxrNPkyf_w-OKiAuEb2Hruq5GvEG_TKDQHBfzP5oqkllcNgYdqqF5VztYxIWUNaI2L_JBBmFAkkd8NBHw1xka5_NihCOoOJHkhAWMkbCUv9d-k2OuNq99RnNddMozB2_ZBd2OUsFBpsY/w728-h1036/IMG_7866.JPG" width="728" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Okay, now that I've loaded a few of the Renaissance Festival Images I also loaded some of our Retail Therapy Haul I was telling you about... so, here we got with Show & Tell:</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdnWqT0M0TU5g-C3397vNWVMCtrnuWg1DJBEW_Tca8dSR-FEDOC2x1CBPWmKDwn2sK14XnxbOdCkYJLJ-Pfs3WLFgVKTa7AWW_e-wfiV9OsSvXpdXvG0E1KapdpfLakI554ZC0Wb8eRFUDCHBc6nZeQlhyphenhyphenI3UXnb4cPVwlULyqwB7fZoFnWdzRRpmMluo/s5152/IMG_7851.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="969" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdnWqT0M0TU5g-C3397vNWVMCtrnuWg1DJBEW_Tca8dSR-FEDOC2x1CBPWmKDwn2sK14XnxbOdCkYJLJ-Pfs3WLFgVKTa7AWW_e-wfiV9OsSvXpdXvG0E1KapdpfLakI554ZC0Wb8eRFUDCHBc6nZeQlhyphenhyphenI3UXnb4cPVwlULyqwB7fZoFnWdzRRpmMluo/w727-h969/IMG_7851.JPG" width="727" /></a></i></div><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiQVSfUW79xAjQPAXUyOS4GcLabR30DNqC60aSyj7793kJuH1VmAblYk2cil6RzR-lP4IOljq49t5T88djEdVmWc-2ta1D0xb5BExgujfCCad-ECkuGXeqT9WfF7uG-QuBjWXNMqd2ChQfoNv7rjtayEaydy_HW1UUHdzHQSTqJFyhxwOWy5iIYxTNkEE/s5152/IMG_7850.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="969" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiQVSfUW79xAjQPAXUyOS4GcLabR30DNqC60aSyj7793kJuH1VmAblYk2cil6RzR-lP4IOljq49t5T88djEdVmWc-2ta1D0xb5BExgujfCCad-ECkuGXeqT9WfF7uG-QuBjWXNMqd2ChQfoNv7rjtayEaydy_HW1UUHdzHQSTqJFyhxwOWy5iIYxTNkEE/w727-h969/IMG_7850.JPG" width="727" /></a></div><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">These are the Military Safety Pins in their original Metal Containers that I got for only Six Bucks each Set, I bought Five Sets at that low price point. Each Safety Pin is Numbered and I think they'll be Cool and Interesting to Pin things with.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikL27nhzfnvs0wRdPwH5e7-gmCNA8nVZnmUGWO9TnSBTGvkcK7i8F-DUREOZYFQ7wGEqyhDg63710ZqikRzullhhM2DrHFvU3DnKPLM7zWVvvbV0UW0N3aycYUHyhtwKUQqFGYfBjz5abmZ24-jIH1JVQTvXBL88zsT0Z6VTo0aDtg9179GBUgL6tZxsU/s5152/IMG_7852.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="974" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikL27nhzfnvs0wRdPwH5e7-gmCNA8nVZnmUGWO9TnSBTGvkcK7i8F-DUREOZYFQ7wGEqyhDg63710ZqikRzullhhM2DrHFvU3DnKPLM7zWVvvbV0UW0N3aycYUHyhtwKUQqFGYfBjz5abmZ24-jIH1JVQTvXBL88zsT0Z6VTo0aDtg9179GBUgL6tZxsU/w730-h974/IMG_7852.JPG" width="730" /></a></i></div><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">This is my Ornate Doorknob Set, with our Military Discount we paid Twelve Bucks. The other Knob is White Enamel and both Sides of the Lock Plate is this Ornate, but this Side has more of the original White Paint still evident.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVJEWb95uY4YbyuZ9kw-6heubyTFudUK9yPjRc-YGqp9oMX0TruDF4QvQMdTa84a_ojjuvNFyE37KQ_FO4IiVgyOOOGzepQg3XJS2z4f9ucoKwbLPrLAAbM0rzR8qfxx9JSHiKbTt2PYZFqN8sIfACYZ_fpKL-0Ov9_tPHJVe1MVouhYGyPxWg6dzF8T4/s5152/IMG_7854.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="984" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVJEWb95uY4YbyuZ9kw-6heubyTFudUK9yPjRc-YGqp9oMX0TruDF4QvQMdTa84a_ojjuvNFyE37KQ_FO4IiVgyOOOGzepQg3XJS2z4f9ucoKwbLPrLAAbM0rzR8qfxx9JSHiKbTt2PYZFqN8sIfACYZ_fpKL-0Ov9_tPHJVe1MVouhYGyPxWg6dzF8T4/w738-h984/IMG_7854.JPG" width="738" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Here's my Enamel Two Sided flanged Sign I'll be mounting outside of our new Showroom. With the Vendors Big Discount, which was more than our Military Discount would have been, it cost me less than Thirty Bucks. I'm Hopeful it will be additional deterrent for Loss Prevention, tho' The Son does want to mount some personal Security Cams in the Showroom, and on the House here, linked to his Phone. Sad that Society has reached the point where being a Thief isn't considered Shameful and too many folks justify the doing of it, as if it's not a Crime. </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdEwnijBdGwGuUNHM6is3__Lvj-wGqyIy0D2PWkq3rfmI4YfbXZdLIY_r1AhczGucvEEWSZDjdXC6P1cdbItAjcHMT7qy-ViGDIvrKCSaTPuiqVRr2cEVbJw7mcfgvZyndihqyIih15Xzc_Js9WXK7rXA9DQAIzw2vAPYtlCCqUelDgfQr9K52vJKee5w/s5152/IMG_7820.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="988" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdEwnijBdGwGuUNHM6is3__Lvj-wGqyIy0D2PWkq3rfmI4YfbXZdLIY_r1AhczGucvEEWSZDjdXC6P1cdbItAjcHMT7qy-ViGDIvrKCSaTPuiqVRr2cEVbJw7mcfgvZyndihqyIih15Xzc_Js9WXK7rXA9DQAIzw2vAPYtlCCqUelDgfQr9K52vJKee5w/w741-h988/IMG_7820.JPG" width="741" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Here's the French Antique Bronze Madonna & Child Statue I got. She was only Twelve Bucks. You can see some Rosaries hanging in the background, the Trio I bought was from the same Vendor who had this Statue Icon.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLcckDjTXz6cC-xpbOXJrQ7aRyQjP1ejPVoTm1NWk6E6kVu9ywO81Q5cn85KrCn-GOwAg-Ng5RU6S3dEhgvskniLSbK_sJleFmptqXpT71zHD_TkCaYkTjyq8OsufB04SczKYFUApPQ7HAaa7XRF5ro32NfVPr5T4xJCi86d2es5OEQVzXnh1X_X62rQs/s960/429526887_7575064302546413_6401765452284523110_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="991" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLcckDjTXz6cC-xpbOXJrQ7aRyQjP1ejPVoTm1NWk6E6kVu9ywO81Q5cn85KrCn-GOwAg-Ng5RU6S3dEhgvskniLSbK_sJleFmptqXpT71zHD_TkCaYkTjyq8OsufB04SczKYFUApPQ7HAaa7XRF5ro32NfVPr5T4xJCi86d2es5OEQVzXnh1X_X62rQs/w743-h991/429526887_7575064302546413_6401765452284523110_n.jpg" width="743" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPwvRwGyEbmVUvmcD6SdhgAXJUXpQ_zul6oWQzK3tDVYB07KoMPgBIk5V1YkbnWqgSeI1r75pBSmTR5VihPfO5ihdo4GGmvdSl4SFx7oF_JMHdWM3NXXKJQpzYCaPAyKtsFBMv_WRKSmZZTlpPpS8wnS1tu6MShAiy1qXcHd6oh82x-05DWccpP9D9bio/s960/429501376_7575064515879725_3848555066450253169_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="990" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPwvRwGyEbmVUvmcD6SdhgAXJUXpQ_zul6oWQzK3tDVYB07KoMPgBIk5V1YkbnWqgSeI1r75pBSmTR5VihPfO5ihdo4GGmvdSl4SFx7oF_JMHdWM3NXXKJQpzYCaPAyKtsFBMv_WRKSmZZTlpPpS8wnS1tu6MShAiy1qXcHd6oh82x-05DWccpP9D9bio/w742-h990/429501376_7575064515879725_3848555066450253169_n.jpg" width="742" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFXyseik399D33MZmNHasPZ1BMPYCRZJnaFKKjmH8nG4QYNddmQ68Upgi2UARabBvnr0nkNF1wJEa5O3HF_dHUv8AgsyLLDwUyB_ofK0m-ugDXkFjfvba1GJLReBd4fOftyswisn8kowxMAkvGgP_2-N3D4zcblrDTgHCbXvHCYr0HRKHgXHNnXZooTOM/s960/429480128_7575064092546434_382266187607858749_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="989" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFXyseik399D33MZmNHasPZ1BMPYCRZJnaFKKjmH8nG4QYNddmQ68Upgi2UARabBvnr0nkNF1wJEa5O3HF_dHUv8AgsyLLDwUyB_ofK0m-ugDXkFjfvba1GJLReBd4fOftyswisn8kowxMAkvGgP_2-N3D4zcblrDTgHCbXvHCYr0HRKHgXHNnXZooTOM/w742-h989/429480128_7575064092546434_382266187607858749_n.jpg" width="742" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">My Trio of Antique Rosaries.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNUQjyWaCUsV_iSZS1fiS3g_D8YI-Y_Gd5obfJYirHgDfxQzQRZ1ieXpWUTKoHUtKeQtChLGrIbWJalHcDBduEfF2utOZc2hkGaQAFHOwbHjaqkuWlvNNLoAoyScT5rByhu7gLq4vJkZwIcOHThUCtMwAbDIzscmmEnNxccApHT_ZkrvIlAxDtfEYY_YI/s5152/IMG_7798.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="995" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNUQjyWaCUsV_iSZS1fiS3g_D8YI-Y_Gd5obfJYirHgDfxQzQRZ1ieXpWUTKoHUtKeQtChLGrIbWJalHcDBduEfF2utOZc2hkGaQAFHOwbHjaqkuWlvNNLoAoyScT5rByhu7gLq4vJkZwIcOHThUCtMwAbDIzscmmEnNxccApHT_ZkrvIlAxDtfEYY_YI/w746-h995/IMG_7798.JPG" width="746" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">*******</i></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Blessings, Love and Light from the Arizona Desert... Dawn... The Bohemian</i></p>Bohemianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825579903367960408.post-14518206236895832522024-02-23T06:48:00.000-08:002024-02-23T06:58:16.162-08:00The Caregiver Diaries ~ Part Nine Million Or Thereabouts<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjneuIennMHjwfuSviCUzYICr734y8_BalX2cOB99wLTPoTdvm-Sk0LVjj1c5Sc-Y_-1E5zst0VJqZZuY8JoQDT-7knDpa4EcIDh2uEB0HA3ZkOjUyh53pTyU6IeCuJvk9-QSglDmVjK-qAHo5bqYYtVNRvmmdVhDStioL_U41pmHsyFHcHFW4JkGDLbv4/s2015/409026513_7561654523887391_5301737765166474718_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjneuIennMHjwfuSviCUzYICr734y8_BalX2cOB99wLTPoTdvm-Sk0LVjj1c5Sc-Y_-1E5zst0VJqZZuY8JoQDT-7knDpa4EcIDh2uEB0HA3ZkOjUyh53pTyU6IeCuJvk9-QSglDmVjK-qAHo5bqYYtVNRvmmdVhDStioL_U41pmHsyFHcHFW4JkGDLbv4/w717-h960/409026513_7561654523887391_5301737765166474718_n.jpg" width="717" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Again, we'll start you out with some Food Porn. This Restaurant "Tamales Guadalajara", has the best Refried Beans EVER! This Day started out like the usual Caregiving Crap. I spent half the Day Wednesday purging more Merch out of my existing Showroom and Donating it to a Charity. I ended up with Seven Boxes full, it will mean less to move over at the end of next Month. Anything I don't want to be Selling in the New Space was Targeted. I'm going to Curate my Inventory relentlessly now for the Locked Case and New Showroom. More of what I'm Downsizing will likely just be Donated and I'm Fine with that too. The Man and I have decided that speeding up the Great Edit and Purge will benefit me in the long run, plus, I'm getting back to my Roots of what I will want to Sell at the Antique Mall and did in the beginning. Tired of trying to Cater to The Impulse Shoppers and those who Buy and prefer Crap Merch.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimD7hXFZYaoiWUKahFhXomJv3QKzxoYmxzwlU-qVOTLxu_JnZ2XKHqG4NM2RsZq_7Ow68UIwVVr1viYFFC7P9520SBqi45STINPriLx5nl6Fn3pkUY7iC6K-P0WPuqgUvfxrp6aViz4L_bNJkA7os6FsrEWGB_zkjHy-kSb0hbHON8G0fnX5YxahiJgCE/s2015/429471613_7562592150460295_6383899803700927016_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="963" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimD7hXFZYaoiWUKahFhXomJv3QKzxoYmxzwlU-qVOTLxu_JnZ2XKHqG4NM2RsZq_7Ow68UIwVVr1viYFFC7P9520SBqi45STINPriLx5nl6Fn3pkUY7iC6K-P0WPuqgUvfxrp6aViz4L_bNJkA7os6FsrEWGB_zkjHy-kSb0hbHON8G0fnX5YxahiJgCE/w719-h963/429471613_7562592150460295_6383899803700927016_n.jpg" width="719" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I'm having Ken leave all his Industrial Piping Racks in the New Showroom that he's mounted on the Ceiling and Walls, he was gonna take them with him. I just asked what it would take for him NOT to take them with him? *Winks* He quoted me a First Cousin Price, which was a Deal, and so, now they'll stay for me to hang Product on. *LOL* Benefits both of us, he shouldn't be up on Ladders and such anymore, nor doing strenuous Work while he's recovering from his Bad Fall. His Dear Wife can Thank me later. *LOL* I shouldn't be up on Ladders and such anymore either... Win~Win. I also bought another Industrial Vintage Shelving Unit from him so he can now leave that one in there too, it's got great Patina. His Fire Sale Pricing on his Displays couldn't be beat and already fit the dimensions of that Space and the Look I want.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg46VIk4rk9DcyJmlLC2Efm1iWN7dyC3TixKOF30u_G7tbcKneZyg1b4-IhkL-BF7I75jzr5jBGO2TKnHfFSuOmsaCmDWtGLsD2Ztz6XYMB_O2kyAFKTUykuZdhptubFylqoiAEcw7EsfbBPI7K8sCR6_4KhLvJHOTndFjhXfi6IkrcorC3BooUxCxS-yc/s2015/429526414_7562817747104402_4454832632463174281_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="963" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg46VIk4rk9DcyJmlLC2Efm1iWN7dyC3TixKOF30u_G7tbcKneZyg1b4-IhkL-BF7I75jzr5jBGO2TKnHfFSuOmsaCmDWtGLsD2Ztz6XYMB_O2kyAFKTUykuZdhptubFylqoiAEcw7EsfbBPI7K8sCR6_4KhLvJHOTndFjhXfi6IkrcorC3BooUxCxS-yc/w719-h963/429526414_7562817747104402_4454832632463174281_n.jpg" width="719" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I had a whole Post Written again and deleted the whole thing, I'd just gone off on a Weird and rather Dark Tangent, who knows Why? *LOL... Well we KNOW WHY, but we just won't indulge me at this juncture, for YOUR sakes, Okay? LMAO* We got Irrigation Yesterday and weren't expecting it to resume until March, so, nobody, including our Neighbors, was ready to receive it. Everyone just saw the Ditches filling up and saying, Holy Shit, we're fucking getting Water... and... once it comes you gotta do something with it to avoid a Flood!!! Yes, an E-Mail had been sent out by SRP, but, nobody probably read it in time!? I know I didn't. Everyone was thus scrambling at the 11th Hour to receive their quite early Irrigation resuming, Winter ain't over yet. It's Suspended during Winter, so usually resumes every March. I suspect all these Rains are causing them to NEED to release Water earlier?</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEief8kASjIP1136zP7QsqtTr2ucr5y2dT-1J1ZqntcE5Q1QdtYnnMfkOGaxMjS9cgLKepqWuES86JeEyO6xmD-X2eQN3pdQ4RIBTZJhKXi7itvvm-pam-bL5SOZSpD1vmOCsrE4b8_snj1tJyoM134gHbVQ5GBPcpWVTV_EmDEekSH4jbut4RSB61Buf9w/s2015/429528898_7562720547114122_7172550052066785715_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="964" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEief8kASjIP1136zP7QsqtTr2ucr5y2dT-1J1ZqntcE5Q1QdtYnnMfkOGaxMjS9cgLKepqWuES86JeEyO6xmD-X2eQN3pdQ4RIBTZJhKXi7itvvm-pam-bL5SOZSpD1vmOCsrE4b8_snj1tJyoM134gHbVQ5GBPcpWVTV_EmDEekSH4jbut4RSB61Buf9w/w720-h964/429528898_7562720547114122_7172550052066785715_n.jpg" width="720" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> The Main Canals have been topping off around the City, I'd noticed it and so I should have suspected something different might have to happen. Luckily The Daughter's Boss had stayed to visit with us and helped. Yeah, I put everyone to Work when they've become like Family to us. *Winks* </i></span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> Her Boss is a nice Young Man and quite fit, so, he's Handy. So he and The Daughter dropped the Gates for me... and Rob, the Older Brother next door of our Neighbors, filled in for his Younger Brother TJ, who was at Work when the Irrigation came for both their Property and ours. </i></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">I hadn't had the Pasture cut since the last Killer Bee attacks on everyone who does Yardwork and Irrigation for me. So, it's lush like a Wild Pasture now, but, the Water moved thru it all Okay. </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWi0VuxUHGfzE-agXpOJWr3PD2byWtnZgiSmuhUJErw56vu-Sa3W_q7u0S98p_MeBnoCQRGwp5nbzGDQSDuXn0hk0dGiWm1XfeiN2BfNqIRHAP1YLo8FGKtBt4d59isM8tA4meeQMibKoV_PfsDR5I7f1xrjOdXFdw5KYFhVBhLApHPqRprQ9kr23IS84/s2015/429546032_7562755760443934_730623076459582751_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="968" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWi0VuxUHGfzE-agXpOJWr3PD2byWtnZgiSmuhUJErw56vu-Sa3W_q7u0S98p_MeBnoCQRGwp5nbzGDQSDuXn0hk0dGiWm1XfeiN2BfNqIRHAP1YLo8FGKtBt4d59isM8tA4meeQMibKoV_PfsDR5I7f1xrjOdXFdw5KYFhVBhLApHPqRprQ9kr23IS84/w723-h968/429546032_7562755760443934_730623076459582751_n.jpg" width="723" /></a></div><br /><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> I've got African Daisies sprouting up in it now that it's not been cut in so long, it actually has what looks like lush Clover, Alfalfa and Sorrell growing too. </i><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Some of our Neighbors plant those kinds of Grasses to feed their Livestock, or mebbe a previous Owner did and now it's been left alone, it's growing again. It looks pretty so I don't mind, we don't have Livestock to graze it down, so, as soon as Rob gets the John Deere fixed for us, we'll have him cut it. The John Deere got flooded out when the Killer Bees swarmed and attacked it, getting INTO the Engine... they literally Killed a Tractor Mower! *LOL but, WOW, huh?* So, the new parts he must replace on it will set me back about Fifty Bucks in parts and he'll fix it for us for Free, they're Good Neighbors like that. There's been nothing that the Brothers next door can't fix. They and their Elderly Parents have Adopted us like Family since we became their Neighbors.</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju-Qf0pXOgbJMtxj7FLskuRD_uTnjJu7VMD09JfXCRnFRgD1Bct4aEmapcB3DrxcwD7_q4J8aiixy_HswRd54zG5CN8MbKpdYLb_2B1IAjIHsZ_6cQzauInCEX2zckLEiI62TRMzUpF3akOEK0HNJAH6tS77JoGRxjykfry73i3oWojU9Md3_VWbdNDdE/s2015/429484397_7562830573769786_7172266463945092633_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="968" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju-Qf0pXOgbJMtxj7FLskuRD_uTnjJu7VMD09JfXCRnFRgD1Bct4aEmapcB3DrxcwD7_q4J8aiixy_HswRd54zG5CN8MbKpdYLb_2B1IAjIHsZ_6cQzauInCEX2zckLEiI62TRMzUpF3akOEK0HNJAH6tS77JoGRxjykfry73i3oWojU9Md3_VWbdNDdE/w723-h968/429484397_7562830573769786_7172266463945092633_n.jpg" width="723" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The Daughter's first Treatment made her really ill, so she's Home from Work tossing her Cookies and in a lot of Pain. Princess T is also nauseous, I don't know what's going on with her, probably bad Allergies, since, a Storm Front has been moving in and she doesn't do well during Stormy Days. Nobody except The Man and I know the particulars about The Daughter's Health Challenges, she doesn't want anyone else worrying, as they surely would. Not that it's going to not be evident she's not doing Well, but, even tho' her Treatments are difficult, I'm Hopeful they'll promote a Healing Touch. Then I won't have to get specific with anyone about what's going on with her, respecting and protecting her Privacy. I spent Yesterday Morning and some of the Afternoon with her at the Doctor's. She has informed her Boss she's having Health Issues, but we're remaining Private with everyone about what she's battling. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY2WTKgLwo3WWxf4qoaWmHyWRsIfMKqaqeD88AHrJSsHQaod84bu6P9AVglVBM5Qd1Wo0vr9C1hHqp8zn-RKNi-wbKnw9AW0bXrKmjENFgPzvZygpjrnrTzcarwC3BtgxlBj_neaOxdyHsF7eDgkT4P3-hiwlR_sY7QGtXrjRlGlATUdtVUXrPvTGkuTw/s1839/429504454_7562828370436673_1920495572401434532_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1839" data-original-width="1372" height="966" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY2WTKgLwo3WWxf4qoaWmHyWRsIfMKqaqeD88AHrJSsHQaod84bu6P9AVglVBM5Qd1Wo0vr9C1hHqp8zn-RKNi-wbKnw9AW0bXrKmjENFgPzvZygpjrnrTzcarwC3BtgxlBj_neaOxdyHsF7eDgkT4P3-hiwlR_sY7QGtXrjRlGlATUdtVUXrPvTGkuTw/w721-h966/429504454_7562828370436673_1920495572401434532_n.jpg" width="721" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The Middle Grandchild in Mexico has been Acting Out a lot since the Crisis with her Dad, which, was to be expected. She's the one that had the most Trauma from what happened and I knew it would negatively affect her and she'd have some severe PTSD from the experience. The Daughter is in no Condition to hear or Deal with such Bad News about one of her Children. But, the Dear Aunt and Uncle who took her in to finish Raising her, just can't handle it. It was excellent placement, they have Wealth and Influence, they treat her like their own Child, but it isn't working out. So, they called The Daughter to explain it's too much responsibility and they're worried about things going sideways with her, understandable, they don't want the rest of the Family Blaming them if the Child is out of control and going Buck Wild and rebellious. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxNw3Idef7awPNbk1j52Tcm1fREFz1aaMvDI6SEeTVHkyISXtdOFe7PHrW1o7gQVkfzFYqNJPLkqgTcvpNgF8MHI8OrwuoQ7lyMZm0G8-ASKPo7LLfTQjHy1MECspVLHzzUFTHUmeC-ZuhQoHjPvsL6a0VZ9pP6jc2-Z0-TGwFslxdOCKmPJ9JtnwlYK8/s2015/429476182_7557841990935311_2043494101880074732_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="967" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxNw3Idef7awPNbk1j52Tcm1fREFz1aaMvDI6SEeTVHkyISXtdOFe7PHrW1o7gQVkfzFYqNJPLkqgTcvpNgF8MHI8OrwuoQ7lyMZm0G8-ASKPo7LLfTQjHy1MECspVLHzzUFTHUmeC-ZuhQoHjPvsL6a0VZ9pP6jc2-Z0-TGwFslxdOCKmPJ9JtnwlYK8/w722-h967/429476182_7557841990935311_2043494101880074732_n.jpg" width="722" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> We are worried too, but, nothing we can do from this side of the Border, since we couldn't get any of the Children into the Country due to the Immigration and Border Fiasco, such that it just is. We spent a Fortune trying and The Daughter ended up really Sickly due to going back to Mexico and it was a tremendously stressful and unsafe situation for her that extended into Months. We all ended up running out of Resources and had to just bring her back Home and divvy up the Children with Relatives who would agree to take them in and finish Raising them all. So, we're scrambling to find alternative Safe Placement for that Grandchild again with other Relatives in Mexico. Problem is, nobody wants her, since, she's going to be a more difficult placement and hard to place Child with Mental Health and Behavioral Health Issues now. </i></span><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Other than that everything is Swell. *Bwahahaha* </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><br /></i></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisF1XP1jdVc51N6GjaFVkJAzG2DkmZdjVR9052U2qzyE2oIWCzXij8iUfvnXovXqC0BR39st4AgZEq6_T0903aEcW7EfXOXksvGJ0qGvv2vxgVYhaHVohn0N8kLzLSwaWje1rJwhlSzffcwqohMRFQ15ijzLtcBeu6Qj7Fi46G11rNpkEL1ghNzykHf28/s3293/IMG_0554.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3293" data-original-width="2200" height="1082" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisF1XP1jdVc51N6GjaFVkJAzG2DkmZdjVR9052U2qzyE2oIWCzXij8iUfvnXovXqC0BR39st4AgZEq6_T0903aEcW7EfXOXksvGJ0qGvv2vxgVYhaHVohn0N8kLzLSwaWje1rJwhlSzffcwqohMRFQ15ijzLtcBeu6Qj7Fi46G11rNpkEL1ghNzykHf28/w723-h1082/IMG_0554.JPG" width="723" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> I filled in a Shift for Co-Worker Kristi, last Night. She'd been the one to fill in for me so I could take The Man's Birthday Off this past Sunday on a Holiday Sale Weekend, so, I Owed her one. It isn't that busy on a Thursday Night and the Two Co-Workers working it are Friends of mine, so we had a good Evening working together. In fact, my Friend Dan The Man gave me a Novelty Vintage Knife to give to The Man as a belated Birthday Gift from he and his Wife Rita. It's shaped like a Horseshoe and has Old Advertisement from an Oil Company in Cali on the Leather parts, small, very Unique and Unusual, the Blades splay out from each side like Box Cutters, never seen one like it before. He Loved it. </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0pKhpo-mpQWjk_34pGcwb92zHLtXgoc0eICTSXFYb7ApNR_ZzhhMSKlaoDwt3hvJYk5Lg7FrwD6xdbCG7nZGIx898fH1VHWdf6z4wEvOFbBl2DQeTz49TBxP1zu0BmPREokNbb5NrCW0Fd3PlDGFv5mPGu5nLKKcN2-Rx9hBFzJXz4r4Q_zROWcY3uEM/s2987/IMG_1531.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2987" data-original-width="2285" height="942" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0pKhpo-mpQWjk_34pGcwb92zHLtXgoc0eICTSXFYb7ApNR_ZzhhMSKlaoDwt3hvJYk5Lg7FrwD6xdbCG7nZGIx898fH1VHWdf6z4wEvOFbBl2DQeTz49TBxP1zu0BmPREokNbb5NrCW0Fd3PlDGFv5mPGu5nLKKcN2-Rx9hBFzJXz4r4Q_zROWcY3uEM/w721-h942/IMG_1531.JPG" width="721" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>With having both Girls Home Sick and Throwing Up constantly, The Man has gotten quite edgy, he doesn't handle stressors like that well anymore. I told him to Calm Down, since the Worry about them both was manifesting in him becoming quite agitated and yelling, he just doesn't know what to do and totally discombobulates and gets quite fearful about things he can't control. Anymore, when he is Emotionally Raw, he Yells a lot and completely falls apart Emotionally. I'm sure it's the onset of a form of Dementia, which just exacerbates the symptoms of his Traumatic Brain Injury, which also has to be managed with a certain Finesse. I have to get Firmly Mad at him before he can or will Calm Down and get Centered tho', or he'd be Triggering the rest of them and it'd be Pandemonium here at The Asylum. *Le Sigh*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1gJHtwB-2Nbof7Z_P19r4LEr0kMV4UyOZKKtF8Cri6YwJq5A3FaCp7r8NIaYIDFLVtSO6T0aPTRXt8abURRXYXFqZ7CowH9g-g2aOq4bA6Tbb58tMv2_lu1ulkb2QDT-YzlEiPE2hfBgdDPxvg_btqYmF4ZKT5-Kb7OGkX52NJuRo2nYdCilVApRUMT0/s2048/283033378_5374954325882836_1992673059525996710_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="962" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1gJHtwB-2Nbof7Z_P19r4LEr0kMV4UyOZKKtF8Cri6YwJq5A3FaCp7r8NIaYIDFLVtSO6T0aPTRXt8abURRXYXFqZ7CowH9g-g2aOq4bA6Tbb58tMv2_lu1ulkb2QDT-YzlEiPE2hfBgdDPxvg_btqYmF4ZKT5-Kb7OGkX52NJuRo2nYdCilVApRUMT0/w722-h962/283033378_5374954325882836_1992673059525996710_n.jpg" width="722" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The Daughter and Granddaughter were both already feeling really Sick, so I didn't need them Crying too becoz Dad/Grandpa was yelling and seeming Mad that they were not Well this Morning. I know he gets Scared and his Anger is Fear is disguise, he Loves his Girls and is very Protective of both of them. He can't handle when they seem really Ill and so he falls apart, which isn't Helpful. I immediately firmly told him if he wasn't being Helpful, he needed to just Knock it Off, Stop and Calm Down, which, he reluctantly did. *Winks* I don't Yell, in fact, if I get Chilly and Eerily Calm on your Ass, then they know it's an ultimatum to be heeded and Dial it way the fuck back. The Quieter and Calmer I get, the more Trouble you're likely to be facing if you're becoming confrontational with me. *LOL* Caregiver 101: Never let 'em see you Sweat or Crack under Pressure. Or you're doomed! *Winks*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwJzr3nOCZ6P22HKxZmG8hn1f7jqON6v0gSc9z5ra3Pe0nrOcQdKgk6YPgV0MtmyvcJWcJUMhk8IK8pKxeiiI2NY323wKbeu6ackUpehDlbPBvHp8bi-3GZL4AMFL47R4qjA1H20EnSlVWn-3c1ydtHFn3BBkfTACqq-jy-r1WDEOgbl21RTu6SyNHRcM/s2048/283316748_5374954205882848_2951768373062629079_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="962" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwJzr3nOCZ6P22HKxZmG8hn1f7jqON6v0gSc9z5ra3Pe0nrOcQdKgk6YPgV0MtmyvcJWcJUMhk8IK8pKxeiiI2NY323wKbeu6ackUpehDlbPBvHp8bi-3GZL4AMFL47R4qjA1H20EnSlVWn-3c1ydtHFn3BBkfTACqq-jy-r1WDEOgbl21RTu6SyNHRcM/w722-h962/283316748_5374954205882848_2951768373062629079_n.jpg" width="722" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>So, now there's no Trouble in Paradise, it's only 6:00 in the Morning, but I got everyone done with their Cookie Tossing and back to Bed. I got The Man Calmed Down to where he's rolled his Ass back to Bed too... and I'm quietly now re-writing this whole Post in Peace, Quiet and Tranquility. *Whew* Are we having Fun yet? *Eye Roll* Well, my Coping Mechanism happens to be that during extreme Crisis, I don't and can't FEEL anything Emotionally. I just handle it all and do so by rote and unemotionally, yep, without Feeling any Emotions about any of it. You can't have the Luxury of Emotion when you're Dealing with Too Much, since, it would not at all be Helpful. My Shut Down Mode tends to make it so that I can just Deal with everything Calmly and Methodically and not Feel a Damned Thing about any of it. Numbness Works for me.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnvQaSm49kvnUCQ5GZ6jHTZiPYfspaY9yfe2ps5wdqhpE_mZlUg0eOtp0jlzUSIKe-4_JENFXr6QvLwZzLGfc0U7eLWMNKFwtzhCj7Menu-8T1Z2tKI1oRkWQgIVCoa2p5sd0yuec58flJCm_UBqkvSwhqLpt5r8W5iz_9H8JoRyyhvgYwsQ-mD4zlqhU/s960/102458709_3253298178048472_1378896063656325089_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="968" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnvQaSm49kvnUCQ5GZ6jHTZiPYfspaY9yfe2ps5wdqhpE_mZlUg0eOtp0jlzUSIKe-4_JENFXr6QvLwZzLGfc0U7eLWMNKFwtzhCj7Menu-8T1Z2tKI1oRkWQgIVCoa2p5sd0yuec58flJCm_UBqkvSwhqLpt5r8W5iz_9H8JoRyyhvgYwsQ-mD4zlqhU/w726-h968/102458709_3253298178048472_1378896063656325089_n.jpg" width="726" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Besides, the rest of them have enuf Excess and Over The Top Emotion FOR all of us, so I don't NEED to have any myself. *LOL* So, if I stay Stoic, Calm and Steady, it tends to deescalate their High Drama and gives the Illusion I've got everything under Control and every little things gonna be alright. {Cue in Bob Marley... LOL} My Dad was like that too and I recall that my Dad's lack of ever getting Freaked Out was like a Bedrock for everyone else to Anchor to. I remember even my Dad's Military Friends saying that in Vietnam, Dad never wavered in remaining completely Calm and unphased by being in a War Zone. And he was in Food Service, so they didn't get issued Weapons and were Unarmed, just like Medics and Clergy. It didn't bother him, he remained Fearless and had Strategies for every situation he anticipated COULD happen.</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzyPebI7R7cIrRun2qltaNpIDiZG_2SprqaRAXklfRZJ5PvuaozDSUgCoAE7V506Br6kslfR14xRzw0PYfFu8-_Oy4B80o64TZ_iObsR0IBO8hCHGgZK6NLLYHS0KkPpKzwxfLeaxX98yepPj41V2lYzssQERzT4VwZvstR9US52NfifmSjrOJ7xu2Prw/s1613/89825357_3052172154827743_4419373725263069184_nd.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1613" data-original-width="1077" height="1087" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzyPebI7R7cIrRun2qltaNpIDiZG_2SprqaRAXklfRZJ5PvuaozDSUgCoAE7V506Br6kslfR14xRzw0PYfFu8-_Oy4B80o64TZ_iObsR0IBO8hCHGgZK6NLLYHS0KkPpKzwxfLeaxX98yepPj41V2lYzssQERzT4VwZvstR9US52NfifmSjrOJ7xu2Prw/w727-h1087/89825357_3052172154827743_4419373725263069184_nd.jpg" width="727" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> I never saw my Dad flustered, yelling, not able to handle anything and everything with complete Calm. He was Stoic no matter what Chaos around him was happening or what he was going thru. And he went thru some Hard Knocks Life and a Hand Dealt that many people probably never would have even Survived, let alone Thrive in and turn out Okay. I don't know what he might have been Feeling, but, it never showed and he never cracked under pressure. I Admired that and try to emulate it... and, it works for me too. I do miss Soliciting his Sage Wisdom and astute Advice, but I do try to Imagine what he'd tell me to do in every Situation and Crisis that arises. I always default to one of his best pieces of Advice if I don't know what to do or am afraid: DO <b>something</b>... and just DO it Afraid then. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjttWjKsXzpKVUlEcZ8nLOW0nXR-8860-KpvOJ6WJahz3EsS01HiXltSbuQte9hqqUHrg9-GdeJIeDjW4W3vlPcRUcfw7DSOQW-QuvjdMpz7dchZ3ZOPzBYuLPj0Ba3OpF6cc8Q4Y29Eyvdx_4bdoxMFzVENQQgYF37ZCNFxXvd0Hp9j9jCcgIF7J0ee6s/s1024/the-scream.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="810" height="917" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjttWjKsXzpKVUlEcZ8nLOW0nXR-8860-KpvOJ6WJahz3EsS01HiXltSbuQte9hqqUHrg9-GdeJIeDjW4W3vlPcRUcfw7DSOQW-QuvjdMpz7dchZ3ZOPzBYuLPj0Ba3OpF6cc8Q4Y29Eyvdx_4bdoxMFzVENQQgYF37ZCNFxXvd0Hp9j9jCcgIF7J0ee6s/w725-h917/the-scream.jpg" width="725" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Dad felt that doing nothing solved nothing. He also felt Fear was actually a great Motivator and Instinct that could be quite beneficial, especially in dangerous situations. Fight or Flight is a powerful Natural Instinct, doing either might just Save your Life. Doing nothing might just end your Life or that of those around you. We got far too many Nothing Doers these days and it's showing up in ways that have caused a serious decline of our Nation, it's National Security and Well Being IMO, since, if you're not part of the Solution, you ARE part of the Problem, plain and simple. You can't just be a Fence Sitter and think somehow that's gonna Work Out Swell if you don't engage and just Hope everyone else is gonna fix what's Wrong while you do Nothing. The Old Saying is Right, DO <b>something</b>, Lead, Follow, or get the fuck out of the way. Too many Bitches are in the way and be Trippin', or, mebbe we pushed some. *Winks*</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOatNRPi_XN6-K4Nm5H4eIFYkqstGOsao_-aOquxTldX84YsyScJ0sSOQjiBJ5KH2lPhTj0MdiT5zjwuTT_HsUkOk_8xMOfmgwotNfxeid4Pu55g0f_-8MOvCL3c0hgteMLV0QbZVoKAtqRTx0nQmyJHxy1ZkV7pA_9hNoIZ1iCnPz30j7MCKeogwMWzg/s2601/058.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2601" data-original-width="1939" height="972" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOatNRPi_XN6-K4Nm5H4eIFYkqstGOsao_-aOquxTldX84YsyScJ0sSOQjiBJ5KH2lPhTj0MdiT5zjwuTT_HsUkOk_8xMOfmgwotNfxeid4Pu55g0f_-8MOvCL3c0hgteMLV0QbZVoKAtqRTx0nQmyJHxy1ZkV7pA_9hNoIZ1iCnPz30j7MCKeogwMWzg/w726-h972/058.JPG" width="726" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>I think it's gonna be a very Stormy Day and I really wanted to try to get some things done Outside. I have Inventory out in Vintage Milk Crates on the Back Patio to Price and get into the Showroom. I decided I might as well keep bringing in Fresh Merch during March, to keep Sales Strong. Even Ken is bringing in more Merch and he's already given his Vacate Notice on Showroom #140. If you're Renting the Space you might as well Maximize it, even tho' the eventual Move Out will be more Work. I did Sell some of the larger items I just Marked Down, so now they're out of the way and I'm concentrating mostly on Smalls now to restock my existing Showroom. They'd be easier to Move Out or Over at the beginning and end of March, to the Locked Showcase and New Showroom. </i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYBAAlSVvrDt-sVPDtFwPmjvHDeyt2BfNKeCufq9H6p_n7PPT9w_1HvREkKvf4aKdqUEc0HRlU1Jt2rFj2ucbHrLsYRXtD-lC3ZoUM81MGcpxcA2QlJOwTix0_mZNcM4tsl3XaVJo3R1k5sAr4Lr-KfZVB6hH8QnZHpB7jaI5RcXzGtjzGsSbNNNnl-vc/s800/18447470_1413103058732663_5965010839033674944_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="533" height="1082" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYBAAlSVvrDt-sVPDtFwPmjvHDeyt2BfNKeCufq9H6p_n7PPT9w_1HvREkKvf4aKdqUEc0HRlU1Jt2rFj2ucbHrLsYRXtD-lC3ZoUM81MGcpxcA2QlJOwTix0_mZNcM4tsl3XaVJo3R1k5sAr4Lr-KfZVB6hH8QnZHpB7jaI5RcXzGtjzGsSbNNNnl-vc/w720-h1082/18447470_1413103058732663_5965010839033674944_n.jpg" width="720" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>*******</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Keep On Keeping On my Friends... Dawn... The Bohemian</i></span></p>Bohemianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825579903367960408.post-27504712875835455272024-02-18T09:09:00.000-08:002024-02-18T09:28:41.568-08:00Things Got Frosty <p style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"> </i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzWTy07yt6xob03FpUjsva1tifPMj1x3SZT0x_JZy9Lw7C5GBQx1KfbOCxUO-JWFjmqtDKZsCw6leGFnExpywVHuXZlTSeFLNA170HsMf2N3OU8JIVaPMbSo-pjzzFAduHlHYO4aS_erttQps24xyuOqqZfZ79v-3CKX05CIoNrvIh43Dy463_Y5hsYhA/s2015/428597416_7543346265718217_6558153444454452980_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="991" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzWTy07yt6xob03FpUjsva1tifPMj1x3SZT0x_JZy9Lw7C5GBQx1KfbOCxUO-JWFjmqtDKZsCw6leGFnExpywVHuXZlTSeFLNA170HsMf2N3OU8JIVaPMbSo-pjzzFAduHlHYO4aS_erttQps24xyuOqqZfZ79v-3CKX05CIoNrvIh43Dy463_Y5hsYhA/w740-h991/428597416_7543346265718217_6558153444454452980_n.jpg" width="740" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Today in Real Time is Sunday and The Man's 72nd Birthday. He almost got Birthday and a 'Show' between his Wifey and another Woman Squaring Off! *LOL* See, we spent most of Saturday Morning attending to that Mistake they'd made at "Sweet Salvage" with my big purchase I'd made on Opening Day Thursday. I'd spent a lot of Money that Day and have been a Loyal Customer for Years, since the Grand Opening beaucoup Moons ago. We went out of our way to wake up early on my Day Off, cancel existing Plans, to drive all the way back there into the City, to accommodate the error <b>they</b> had made and put it Right for them, yet it didn't go well at all. It fact, it couldn't possibly have gone Worse IMO, what a fucking ridiculous Ordeal and the 3rd Degree we got put thru! I never expected to be Triggered or treated the way we were!!!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-l98Nh4OS29EMPaXduOQMa-wo15_V71NFVi97g7sDgMjf0n4cN1C0ifZN3SmfWBDsisa2z7upb-3knahGsPDUnCQNRbM5b6FZwKPfSYgTN0vfjowIGKUV9WEZBST1hqMzbk-2Rny1T47Ypl-b4_HBdMZVHhBCPOqbciLVLClTEmirE1RLAx6sxcXDvS8/s1052/421680889_7435402129845965_6931849738361485625_nd.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1052" data-original-width="707" height="1083" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-l98Nh4OS29EMPaXduOQMa-wo15_V71NFVi97g7sDgMjf0n4cN1C0ifZN3SmfWBDsisa2z7upb-3knahGsPDUnCQNRbM5b6FZwKPfSYgTN0vfjowIGKUV9WEZBST1hqMzbk-2Rny1T47Ypl-b4_HBdMZVHhBCPOqbciLVLClTEmirE1RLAx6sxcXDvS8/w728-h1083/421680889_7435402129845965_6931849738361485625_nd.jpg" width="728" /></a></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>The Gal that had called me on Friday to come back in, and I Believe is the Asst. Manageress or Business Partner, was rude, confrontational, humiliated and offended us! WOW, it was no way to treat any Customer and very Bad Business! I was shocked and The Man knew I was struggling to maintain my composure and keep my Cool, so I wouldn't Lose my Shit with her. She's fortunate the Owner and many of the Vendors/Designers are my Dear Friends there and have been for Decades now. So, out of Respect for them, I maintained my Calm and my Composure thru the whole Ordeal she put us thru! After taking care of the business at Hand tho', I had to get the Hell out of there and The Man knew if I didn't, I would explode and things would go fucking Sideways real damned fast. About as fast as we Exited Stage Left. He KNOWS me, and that if I have to Walk Away quickly from you, and go eerily Calm, it's for YOUR own Good and Well Being that I just leave. *LOL*</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i> </i><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZoT8ZKqMvPY6dJxm6AhFh9lqWBAHDTQH0-D3pSzlzNImz8GDsOKC4tVLWxuQ_yYNGQ3ACOtPo8UHghM2T481s6ntB2PNF9zin3jvXuF5ookKn0kLNGAbxkpI95PDDAxKB6kItUz4k_yQPB61KKAnAfr4rIGrX_MBmYMYY1x2ITtSr18sW2a_sqctEM6w/s2015/428198419_7539264692793041_5388301157347218210_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="990" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZoT8ZKqMvPY6dJxm6AhFh9lqWBAHDTQH0-D3pSzlzNImz8GDsOKC4tVLWxuQ_yYNGQ3ACOtPo8UHghM2T481s6ntB2PNF9zin3jvXuF5ookKn0kLNGAbxkpI95PDDAxKB6kItUz4k_yQPB61KKAnAfr4rIGrX_MBmYMYY1x2ITtSr18sW2a_sqctEM6w/w740-h990/428198419_7539264692793041_5388301157347218210_n.jpg" width="740" /></a></i></div></span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">I've probably re-written this Post Three times now already, so I could Share the humiliation of how it transpired and not be Writing out of a place of Anger or Dark Dawn Rage. *LOL* Let us just say that Dawn Of The Light decided to take the High Road and handle the whole Situation, but, Dark Dawn REALLY WANTED to. *Winks* But, I won't Tease you with just vagaries, since, well, everyone does like to Read or See a Train Wreck Situation, it's Human Nature if there was a 'Show' and things got Frosty. Well, things got Frosty for damned sure! So, if you couldn't BE there, you'd want to HEAR all about it, Right?! So, now that I can relay my Story in retrospect, from a Place Of Calm, Composure and a Dark Sense of Gallow's Humor about a very Humiliating Experience, here we go. I do have to put that Woman on Blast, at least here, since she dodged a fucking Bullet there that Morning for sure. *Bwahahahaha*</span></div><i> </i></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZSTH0Rlc7rq1M8R2AD67im-OXWtcfSV9rboGGqeFsGewbzjWhn4c-Tsoxv2WpXRu1333MQ1nm8cwT4jMZd8XOhIh377QGH4mNUxcUBeBiTlZhGH3KsHGkxoR43Q59I0YjexwNjE_Jqm-IOZp2fdlMWMFGqzNsV2G7PzmT9rYMHw6EldQVDNyNjYBGQy8/s2015/428349112_7538274589558718_7680197053507931813_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1504" height="990" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZSTH0Rlc7rq1M8R2AD67im-OXWtcfSV9rboGGqeFsGewbzjWhn4c-Tsoxv2WpXRu1333MQ1nm8cwT4jMZd8XOhIh377QGH4mNUxcUBeBiTlZhGH3KsHGkxoR43Q59I0YjexwNjE_Jqm-IOZp2fdlMWMFGqzNsV2G7PzmT9rYMHw6EldQVDNyNjYBGQy8/w740-h990/428349112_7538274589558718_7680197053507931813_n.jpg" width="740" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><i><br /></i></span><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>So, with a Lavender Candle burning to set the Atmosphere of Zen here, I'll tell you now what happened there. We showed up very early, since, if you don't, there isn't Parking and The Man can't Walk far on account of his Disability and Mobility Issues. There is always a long Line and a wait to get in also, and I wanted to handle <b>their</b> Error discreetly, in fact, I assumed they'd just whisk me in early, take Care of it without an Audience or fanfare, and we'd perhaps Shop for The Man's Birthday Pressy, mebbe another expensive Cowboy Hat from the Gal I bought the now infamous Wolf Necklace from? For New Readers, in a Nutshell, the mistake made at Checkout on Thursday, I had a large Purchase, something got rung up Wrong and I'm just assuming it was Tagged Wrong? We just don't really know what happened, but, to me, it was likely an Honest Mistake. An Inconvenience for sure for me, but, no Big Deal, I was amenable to putting it Right.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaXCYzJFzIGH7gVKKIoJv_aZXwFkWQfdCzv1blpZrM8cK5_tiNXVrCV8-ch-BxI1Rie959jC5WQ7qfZAjIjWv_nFooa0jOKlrdMKYkRdHzvSlkjIdBDPufLbVsZGyp0rBc0dPdH3i7LqO0NbhNcBr1cIziBd_se8U2VUaDN9Vq5pZGUHGFptg5wtF5HT4/s5152/IMG_7692.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="987" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaXCYzJFzIGH7gVKKIoJv_aZXwFkWQfdCzv1blpZrM8cK5_tiNXVrCV8-ch-BxI1Rie959jC5WQ7qfZAjIjWv_nFooa0jOKlrdMKYkRdHzvSlkjIdBDPufLbVsZGyp0rBc0dPdH3i7LqO0NbhNcBr1cIziBd_se8U2VUaDN9Vq5pZGUHGFptg5wtF5HT4/w740-h987/IMG_7692.JPG" width="740" /></a></div><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Since the Dear Sweet Little Cashier rang everything up in front of me and verified everything was mine, it was all my Merch I wanted to Buy, nothing Extra or someone else's Purchase. If I get everything I'm Buying, I never bother to scrutinize my Receipt, perhaps I should, but I don't... I likely will NOW tho' to avoid a Situation like this again!!! You ring it up, tell me the total amount and I just hand you my Card or Cash, done. I shove Receipts in my Purse, at Home I enter just the Amounts in my Check Ledger and don't look at every fucking item listed on them, and will discard them later. Luckily I hadn't discarded this one, so after they'd Called me on Friday to say they neglected to Charge me for the Wolf Necklace, I went Home and dug out that Receipt, since I knew the Cashier had rung everything up I brought Home.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0SeLd7JAeRY1YejgehE1WZuzI2ajXcB50woq06WUS60bkYw-bqc5nUcNG-lflK3RU6lhm4IBxFVXa5BP7EgDWaSpxkWz1tnF_B71wPkGIfLD4TPAFZNsgyStIW3mDqHm3XjOTPVPNQsEXpR1Z31yG90vwtAKU-ER1l1U4Oi6yvL4vzGx8CZP4ydZSDsE/s5152/IMG_7735.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="980" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0SeLd7JAeRY1YejgehE1WZuzI2ajXcB50woq06WUS60bkYw-bqc5nUcNG-lflK3RU6lhm4IBxFVXa5BP7EgDWaSpxkWz1tnF_B71wPkGIfLD4TPAFZNsgyStIW3mDqHm3XjOTPVPNQsEXpR1Z31yG90vwtAKU-ER1l1U4Oi6yvL4vzGx8CZP4ydZSDsE/w735-h980/IMG_7735.JPG" width="735" /></a></div><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>That day I'd bought Four Necklaces as my Valentine's Pressies from The Man, he was really good to me. *Winks* Three of them were Listed on said Receipt, but not the Fourth, Okay, so, they were Right, the $65 Wolf Necklace wasn't on there, so I did want to go back and Pay for it, the Right Thing to just do. But, instead of ringing up the Necklace, something had been rung up that I didn't Purchase, Want or Get, something called a Haystrems... and I have to Assume was Tagged on my Necklace's little Gift Bag that held it? The Cashier had me look in the little Fabric Gratis Gift Pouches to Eyeball my Necklaces and assure they were in each, they were. Which, I don't even know what the Hell a Haystrems is, but, it wasn't in any Pouch. It was only $14 and another Mistake I ASSUMED would also be corrected and Credited back to me when I Paid for the Wolf Necklace.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsWLEvUE8t8OIZfkcYkjG4NVERDJSQFyuzg7fdxXk1boiMJv52ZHka9yAvpZxvwJRkPttAJeQ4TEFnoerWm7B87ASJgocJH-l3szku74glSV3O6ReBG-53j4U98anIA_axFACyvHrig05eQ-G8I-wLSZ_DupslAgQ2uuauI1elBJaWt0dmiOjOur-HDes/s5152/IMG_0118.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5152" data-original-width="3864" height="972" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsWLEvUE8t8OIZfkcYkjG4NVERDJSQFyuzg7fdxXk1boiMJv52ZHka9yAvpZxvwJRkPttAJeQ4TEFnoerWm7B87ASJgocJH-l3szku74glSV3O6ReBG-53j4U98anIA_axFACyvHrig05eQ-G8I-wLSZ_DupslAgQ2uuauI1elBJaWt0dmiOjOur-HDes/w729-h972/IMG_0118.JPG" width="729" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>We get there, get good Parking and were actually First in Line, about 40 Minutes before Opening, so I had The Man sit in the Truck as the Line got longer. He can't Stand for 40 Minutes and they told me they couldn't let me in early, no Cashiers, Okay, so I wait in Line Patiently anyway. Mebbe I shouldda just left then, if I'd had any inkling of how bad things would progress and say Fuck It. *LOL* But, I didn't, and when they finally Opened I was already Tired and Hot, it was a Warm Day to be standing in a Line on my Day Off at their request to come back and fix what they'd fucked up. Okay, I go to the Registers as the Crowd swarmed in and think, I'll handle this discreetly and quickly, I asked the Gal who called me how she wanted to handle it? Did she want to Credit me the Refund first, or the Purchase? She tells my Sweet Two Cashiers waiting on me to handle me Paying for the Necklace.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6gSgxR_6SIefLpsfQMeqdrHlXOaibjw6p_7J9ugZhfNkum4WTx5VkxJjKmk9slR_JtfKTqXlQc8HNR_yFaBO9E1NxQlvTNP7jqzLjup5P-Iy_EspD2o4zrBA_l4LjZzMonLN8p-_BG1m_o56NPjFxd-hA5TSZ3LgoDNH9pbFeBV-QDKGEPc2_q2RYPFI/s1997/015.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1997" data-original-width="1670" height="868" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6gSgxR_6SIefLpsfQMeqdrHlXOaibjw6p_7J9ugZhfNkum4WTx5VkxJjKmk9slR_JtfKTqXlQc8HNR_yFaBO9E1NxQlvTNP7jqzLjup5P-Iy_EspD2o4zrBA_l4LjZzMonLN8p-_BG1m_o56NPjFxd-hA5TSZ3LgoDNH9pbFeBV-QDKGEPc2_q2RYPFI/w727-h868/015.JPG" width="727" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>It has no Tag and I didn't bring it with me anyway, so I tell the Gal which Designer it is I bought it from and how much she Quoted me on Thursday. Well, the Asst. Manageress now tells me that's not the Right Price and jacks the Price UP! WTF, she insists what I KNEW I was Quoted on Thursday was Wrong and she insists on going back to the Designer to Price Check it. I don't expect a Problem with that, so, I waits. She comes back and insists she was Right and I was Wrong!!! Since it was a mere Three Bucks, tho' now I'm getting irritated that the Price just went up, after I spent more than Three damned Bucks in Gas coming all the way back, plus the Value of my Time, I'm not gonna be Petty over Three damned Dollars, even if they were. I tell the Sweet Cashier, go ahead Darling, let's just get this Done, I already have the Necklace, I won't be changing my Mind now and bringing it back out of Principle... this is already becoming more of an Ordeal.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvx2c6MmMeCu1Vp2pMIU5MF5JwvYpvrftdJmJQOi4B3KI1Qvl9Jqui90YIe3EPCg1ghjFvM7jjJuPOmvkOPExF3ZV-Yxq__EzqN64CraHVdDgksKGsH9QRTyxyHE2BcQlD1mfdYPyBGJ_fYchrZKSN8HX1AfduKTDCpfM9dsXHLtaW6c2Is3kqwS7yVEo/s2218/055.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1999" data-original-width="2218" height="651" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvx2c6MmMeCu1Vp2pMIU5MF5JwvYpvrftdJmJQOi4B3KI1Qvl9Jqui90YIe3EPCg1ghjFvM7jjJuPOmvkOPExF3ZV-Yxq__EzqN64CraHVdDgksKGsH9QRTyxyHE2BcQlD1mfdYPyBGJ_fYchrZKSN8HX1AfduKTDCpfM9dsXHLtaW6c2Is3kqwS7yVEo/w723-h651/055.JPG" width="723" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Then I fully expect to Move On to being Refunded for the Haystrems shit, whatever it is and which I DO NOT HAVE. But, wait, it gets <b>WORSE</b>! Since no Good Deed seems to go Unpunished!!! The Asst. Manageress now tells me she CAN'T Refund me for that since I have to bring them back!!! {Insert long pregnant Pause} Listen, I just told you, I don't HAVE them, I don't even know what the Hell they are... so I can't bring back and return what you never gave me but Charged me for that day! I'm trying to explain to her that instead of the Necklace, they must have rung up the fucking Haystrems instead. She digs in and says it's a totally different Vendor... so, WTF that has to do with anything I dunno? But THEN she says, <b>AND HOW DO WE KNOW YOU DON'T HAVE THEM</b>!? Oh, Hell to the No, she just didn't!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If anyone even implies they're calling me a Liar or a Thief, I could rip their fucking Head off! Them's Fighting Words to Disrespect someone like that, it's so Offensive, and she's saying and doing all this in front of an Audience now no less!!!</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBuFl7x2cDD30yJLNLS_DyMlnoT1xDn4eXTF005TL7TotKjSYfIE_vTFEGXgGKurA063FlwgR_FUUvv75WUXhr6vmjDY3mhN2MPC232lF1d6mxUa_xf-I8bs2D-AtkOPrD6jOo-n2xl1X5hdJ0FtJ8i9M2Puc-9AtCtQbPoqkNE-I4bAqGUFcFQGphkrM/s2240/203.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2240" data-original-width="1577" height="1021" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBuFl7x2cDD30yJLNLS_DyMlnoT1xDn4eXTF005TL7TotKjSYfIE_vTFEGXgGKurA063FlwgR_FUUvv75WUXhr6vmjDY3mhN2MPC232lF1d6mxUa_xf-I8bs2D-AtkOPrD6jOo-n2xl1X5hdJ0FtJ8i9M2Puc-9AtCtQbPoqkNE-I4bAqGUFcFQGphkrM/w718-h1021/203.JPG" width="718" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>The War Bonnet is about to go ON. So, I tell her becoz I told you I don't... and then she says she's going to the Warehouse section AGAIN to verify what Haystrems ARE {she doesn't know either} and come back with some so I can SEE what I should be bringing back for to Receive a Refund!!!!!! OMG, <b>REALLY</b>... you'll gonna go to these lengths to NOT do Right by me now!? She comes back now with some fucking small bundles of what looks like Dead Grass or Straw tied up with String!!!!!! It looks like something you'd feed a Cow or Rabbit, certainly not anything I'd pay $14 for... but whatever. And I'm like, does this even LOOK like something I'd Buy, you've got to be fucking kidding me!? My Purchases are and usually have been Higher End items there, for YEARS now. *LOL coz I'm sure my Face spoke a Thousand Words as she's seriously presenting bundles of Dried fucking Grass and thinking I'm trying to keep some without paying!!!*</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQVH0mrm_c4wYg1aOMVriNoF3b-Q_cdrLJPlvQdFjGlPUhezIFo8Ml-CYMHQLPrbEvlWFFgasHmeZwRpqBzfRYPsgHIYu63oxQ25V8Iqr8kIpq_ibhLOpUXeID6_pW5mtT5Hr6GnIx-yz70cMl1KBS019WSy20yHbSCIZ6TLYxv6kyf8dtjw0HTH-0hdA/s320/190147_412481472142586_1143528480_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="244" height="931" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQVH0mrm_c4wYg1aOMVriNoF3b-Q_cdrLJPlvQdFjGlPUhezIFo8Ml-CYMHQLPrbEvlWFFgasHmeZwRpqBzfRYPsgHIYu63oxQ25V8Iqr8kIpq_ibhLOpUXeID6_pW5mtT5Hr6GnIx-yz70cMl1KBS019WSy20yHbSCIZ6TLYxv6kyf8dtjw0HTH-0hdA/w710-h931/190147_412481472142586_1143528480_n.jpg" width="710" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>So, NO, <b>NO</b> they are NOT something I'd EVER Buy in this Lifetime, what would I even DO with them?! What would anyone DO with them?! But, to each their own if someone will Buy bundles of Dried Grass and pay too much for it, I don't fucking CARE! I just want my Refund, NOW! She's now droning on about which Cashier had checked me out on Thursday, but that she doesn't work on a Saturday... Don't CARE... and that she'll want to talk to THAT Girl to VERIFY what she gave me that Day after Checking me out... and I'm like, Don't CARE WHO you talk to, I'm not coming back and I want my Refund NOW, NOT leaving without it in fact! I could tell she was out of excuses to keep giving me the 3rd Degree and I was going very Dark now, I didn't know how much longer I could tolerate her bullshit without Snapping?! Nobody I know would have expected me not to go Postal and come Unhinged by now actually. It was a Miracle! *Bwahahaha*</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqTZXkgbdFn-BfbK_KaE59tLVSkk8dVgs-CX6oEPwBPu2U1J0N3PLXsvDrfzRYNUVKtdQ3eoNBui2V2ucnqHpreVJn1lIhM6D-zLEi3aPsJTU5NIKkFSYLDSaKNhbVUSTFpABMCtiadvWxxRB2qMbhmfKKwMURf_4SOEmTIqw70HjL-r5Hb4vTZzjTUfI/s3296/033.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3296" data-original-width="2472" height="942" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqTZXkgbdFn-BfbK_KaE59tLVSkk8dVgs-CX6oEPwBPu2U1J0N3PLXsvDrfzRYNUVKtdQ3eoNBui2V2ucnqHpreVJn1lIhM6D-zLEi3aPsJTU5NIKkFSYLDSaKNhbVUSTFpABMCtiadvWxxRB2qMbhmfKKwMURf_4SOEmTIqw70HjL-r5Hb4vTZzjTUfI/w707-h942/033.JPG" width="707" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> So, she reluctantly gives in before I Lose my Shit, and The Man is by now seeing shit's getting REAL and way too Frosty between us. So he rushes up and I tell him it's Okay, they'll be processing my Refund NOW and we'll leave <b>immediately</b>. He said he thought he might have to physically restrain me and someone would end up getting Arrested. *LOL* I really HAD to just Leave in a dignified manner but hastily after the protracted fucking Refund, before I Went Off and we both knew it. She has, all by herself, ensured she's lost our Business and if she continues treating Customers like that, she'll run off more of their Business, Trust and Believe!!! We can spend our Money elsewhere, there's plenty of competitors who know what Customer Service is expected in order to retain Loyal Customers and promote good PR. Any really Bad Experience any Customer has, is never Good for Business and they will always Tell about it... ALWAYS. Just look at YELP Reviews sometime and see how many Customers with a Negative Experience keep their Mouth shut... I'll wait. *Winks* </i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirAkAbvpgQP2YO9HLkdY-6YQLa0Z1u2ftH4hwwaCNvNNxat4hhrkFcvsPVpm0Qc_4w1KUb6c4qHNsBCbm4J9o_R-fzzU-PCQLm-qFS6Sbh_PC-QoWCmmqRRz0iXSg3aLM3avRTZXeVrtuONimWx-DFmrFw6zvSiwtQYmz_xt5B-N1hpZPDYKomkdciL6c/s3296/036.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3296" data-original-width="2472" height="949" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirAkAbvpgQP2YO9HLkdY-6YQLa0Z1u2ftH4hwwaCNvNNxat4hhrkFcvsPVpm0Qc_4w1KUb6c4qHNsBCbm4J9o_R-fzzU-PCQLm-qFS6Sbh_PC-QoWCmmqRRz0iXSg3aLM3avRTZXeVrtuONimWx-DFmrFw6zvSiwtQYmz_xt5B-N1hpZPDYKomkdciL6c/w712-h949/036.JPG" width="712" /></a></div><br /><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>So, anyway, the whole Day didn't go Bad, in fact, it only got better after we left. No, he didn't get his Custom Cowboy Hat, but he said now he wouldn't want to spend another Dime at their Events after that whole Fiasco. He really didn't know what to do or say and he was really Worried I was gonna React after I was Triggered, he was Proud of me for Maintaining my Calm, he knew how hard that was for me. *LOL* I do a lot of Business on the Side with various Vendors/Designers who are Dear Friends, many Buy from me. I will continue to do Business with them despite avoiding that particular Event, so, it's all Good. I'll just do Direct Business exclusively with who I want to and do it from a place of Comfort for me... and them, without fucking incidents or a Situation.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7s5qpzM32dvynaSmdwWxQPOLUIa38yWb0AOpUSq-s3aBICcTycsmr_d3Kj18bm3XBRXjPA6w5lcGjkHz6U-83g2qm48T8dCa2A6PLyYGDnMcEs9p7cLtXr_JZW9IgTxbdqLZ1Ppu-KwwXuiFC7DOVzTC4fh043tGBaO6pxN2890Frv10Hf-5u-Jkk5eI/s2992/041dd.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2992" data-original-width="2055" height="1044" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7s5qpzM32dvynaSmdwWxQPOLUIa38yWb0AOpUSq-s3aBICcTycsmr_d3Kj18bm3XBRXjPA6w5lcGjkHz6U-83g2qm48T8dCa2A6PLyYGDnMcEs9p7cLtXr_JZW9IgTxbdqLZ1Ppu-KwwXuiFC7DOVzTC4fh043tGBaO6pxN2890Frv10Hf-5u-Jkk5eI/w718-h1044/041dd.JPG" width="718" /></a></div><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>*******</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><i>Calmly now Yours *Smiles*... Dawn... The Bohemian</i></span></div>Bohemianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03743017084098726581noreply@blogger.com11