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Christmas Leftovers


Kenzie and Drew went to a place for some last minute Christmas shopping.  She took this picture of a particularly high end section of expensive wine.  Hey, I've had home made stuff that tasted damn good and didn't cost $2300 for one freaking bottle. 






Saw this display at Big Lots before Christmas, and would have been tempted to buy a couple packages for stocking stuffers if they hadn't already been sold out.  Seemed like a small price to pay for such a life altering product.  Fix sagging breasts for under $10 bucks but $2000 wine - it's a strange world.



No one around this guy knew if he had died or not.  Turns out he was simply exhausted with having to do his shopping, or waiting for his wife to return.  I never thought he was dead,  just lucky to find somethign worthwhile to do at the Mall.



Norah and I got a little tired, too.





                                               Cousin Eddie at IHOP.


This is Sarah, Brendan's dog.  You wouldn't know it by looking at the picture but she is a very sweet pooch.  Really.  I happened to take this picture while they were playing on the floor on Christmas.  Every dog plays the attack the arm game, bet you didn't know how fierce they look. 


      The Haunted Bell Tower of the Renaissance Vinoy Hotel gussied up for Christmas.  Yes its blurry but I didn't have a tripod.  Seems night photography calls for one of those.  





Officers on their mounts outside a roped off store at the Outlet mall in Ellenton.  Drew, Norah and I went over to investigate but they didn't seem to have much of a sense of humor.





New hair style sweeping the area.  Note to ladies:  this is NOT attractive.  It makes it look like you are wearing a coon skin hat.  We saw several at the Ellenton mall.  Hopefully it won't make it any further north.  One of those things: hair styles in Florida should remain in Florida.



Always fun to have all the usual Christmas goodies. Puppy Chow remains one of my favorites.   Norah liked it, too.

  


Saw this bike parked outside  Sam's Club a couple days before Christmas.  Yeah, I bit much, but nice for the season.

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