Going a little crazy with storms and flats and almost running out of gas, the mail man came by with a gift from my Vavo (Portuguese for grandma). She told me to watch for it She said she was sending me her old junk. Usually 90% is not junk, just little things she thinks I will like, 10% is junk and she just thinks "Boy, what will she think about this". So I thought I would post a little of what she calls her old junk here and see what you all think about junk.I was doing this on another post which is right below this one, and it crashed. I can't seem to finish changing the other, so please ignore the first little bit as I can't seem to fix it. Thank you for looking. Most of these pictures in this and the next post will enlarge twice if you click on them twice; try it if you want to see more detail. I was also not able to perform a spell check on it for the same reason. Sorry for any inconvenience this may cause in reading.
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