I ran to D.I. the other day to drop off some toy's. We've been cleaning out and preparing for Christmas in my boy's room. I glanced to the left as I went to get in to the car and I saw this picture. I had to have it. I asked the man closest to me, actually he was a young kid, how quickly things were put in the store. He asked if I wanted it and of course I said yes, so he told me to go inside and they would bring it in to me. So another nice man brings it in and starts to tease me. He sold the picture already, someone in the back wanted it. "GIVE ME THE DANG PICTURE," I thought. The guy reminded me of my father-in-law. He asked me how much I was willing to pay for it and asked if $10.00 was fair. "Yeah", I said. So he tells me to wait a minute and walks away to put a price on the picture. He only charged me $2.00!! Is that a steal or what?
The original frame was gold and it was filthy. I just did not like it at all. So Josh spray painted it black for me and I am in love with it. Is it possible to be in love with a picture? The picture itself needs a little touching up, but where it is so high on my wall you can hardly tell. I will take it in to see if it could be restored. There are just a few minor little scratches. Here is the kicker. It is by Liz Lemon Swindel, who does amazing work. there is a signature on the print!! I don't need anything else for Christmas, I'm happy!!