Jade-ite

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I'm thinking Mama should have invested in dinnerware. A service for 4 for only $2.79. What we could get out of it now!!


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  1. TexWisGirlFebruary 24, 2012 at 12:30 PM

    i LOVE the gray pattern! looks like metal!

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  2. camp and cottage livingFebruary 24, 2012 at 12:47 PM

    I love jadeite. I can't afford it though.
    I especially love the blue, which is really
    hard to find.

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  3. KerinFebruary 24, 2012 at 3:00 PM

    It's my favorite!
    I have some of my grandma's green jadeite and I cherish it.

    Have a great weekend!

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  4. AnonymousFebruary 24, 2012 at 3:25 PM

    Wow! Can you imagine. I think jadeite is so beautiful.

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  5. Janet,February 24, 2012 at 6:56 PM

    I love green jade-ite! It is so pretty. I don't have much of it though. I do have a mixing bowl and maybe a cup.

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  6. Latane BartonFebruary 24, 2012 at 8:49 PM

    Isn't that the truth!! What Mama had or should have had would be worth bunches now. And, I can just imagine what was tossed or broken ... just breaks my heart.

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  7. Far Side of FiftyFebruary 26, 2012 at 12:57 AM

    Classics for sure..all my favorites..I am not real keen on the grey to me it looks dirty:)

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  8. TracyMarch 17, 2012 at 7:14 PM

    I came over from Maple Lane and truly enjoyed hearing the story of your friendship...how lovely for both of you. And I hve to say the green looks pretty...

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  9. Chatty CroneMarch 17, 2012 at 7:19 PM

    I have come over to visit you from Maple Lane. Good evening. Happy St. Pat's day. sandie

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  10. TheresaMarch 17, 2012 at 8:51 PM

    Hi there, I just stopped by from Mildred's place to say HI! Wouldn't we love to be able to purchase those for that price? OH YES:) Have a blessed day, HUGS!

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