Dear Julie,
I was in a store last night and I happened past those Willow Tree figurines. I prolly wouldn't give them much of a glance any other time, but since the (still) MIA Baby Jesus is a Willow Tree product, the display caught my eye. I fell out laughing when I saw this figurine. Perhaps this particular figurine will be a hot-seller amongst the Henry VIII afficianados out there. (Just as an aside...I think having my head chopped off by a dull axe would be way down on my Preferred Modes of Death list...)
I checked the Willow Tree website, by the way. It doesn't appear that you can buy a replacement Jesus. You can, however, buy walls for your nativity set.
What's the meaning of Christmas, Charlie Brown???
So thankful I have a camera phone,
Karen
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Lovin’ the latest posts, my sistas – yeah…you two are my sista sistas, but not like the sista sistas from around the way in Crooklyn USA (I’ll save that rant for another day). I missed the Christmas posts…by the way, I’d go outside in sub-zero weather in my birthday suit to eat chocolate. And I’d be excited about doing so. I’m just sayin’.
Live is good here on the east coast…we’re bracing for a cold snap this weekend…hey, it’s New England in January…it’s what we do. Men are men…as are some of the women…we deal with it.
I might find myself out in Chicago sometime in March…for the hell of it. I’ll let you ladies know when.
Ciao for now…
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