tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62396112125566153142024-02-07T12:24:42.901-08:00The Usual SuspectsHere's Looking at You, Kid40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-70611429062134182812009-12-07T11:25:00.000-08:002009-12-07T11:29:11.467-08:00Warning: Reading this post may cause cuteness overload!I hope this makes you as happy as it makes me!<div><br /></div><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Bmhjf0rKe8&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Bmhjf0rKe8&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-14705538954930212752009-11-18T13:41:00.000-08:002009-11-18T13:51:33.412-08:00What's Up, Pussy Cat?<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Sometimes I find myself wishing I had someone to come home to...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Perhaps the type of someone who would great me with a gentle purr, and a rub up against my legs. Someone who would appreciate a nice bowl of milk, and who would curl up with me.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 207px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrJnW7Wdccz-tYXpKSrqD1RESxFrighdUTwtG4EghpMFoQx1lYz6j386O36SJpkqw2qQDBD3Mv1FsQrWxOaUGrcvGmVcl4XfVX-3Atx3nFtUseQPd3n99GNxXsAMKj_1GReYjD-yhR/s400/2113038703_748e2656b9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405562820453940434" /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jonbando/2113038703/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Check out this flickr account. He's an acquaintance of mine, and an absolutely brilliant photographer</span></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Alas, this cannot happen. I cannot take a kitty back and forth across the pond.</span></div><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></span></a>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-68145288493243783092009-11-17T08:55:00.000-08:002009-11-17T09:47:40.906-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I realize I have been lax in posting, and I would put the blame on too much work, but I know many of you lead lives that are just as, if not more, busy as mine. Truthfully I lack the inspiration and the skill to be a full time blogger. I prefer to lurk around (in the least creepiest way possible), and read each of your beautiful and diverse blogs.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">I sense the time is drawing near where I shall have to emerge from the hazy world of dreams I have occupied thus far in my life. Although I have a lovely older sister, I often lead the childhood of only child. My refuge has always been the stories that have inhabited my head since before I can remember. Now life decisions are invading this solitary and quiet peace of mind. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">I thought I was going to end up in Paris next year. My friends warned me I would be lonely... but if you had to be depressed, what better place than old Paris, non?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">I met with the head of my department today. Apparently, I should instead be headed for the city where castles seem to float miraculously on the water. A city linked by canals, this Venice of the North. Yet St. Petersburg does not draw me in for some reason. I wonder why.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYuH2BVQetrCmy55rYY4rGhH2S8yMv1wBwb1UENLuRyMNOPXgIILL-iC41FW7NRYnW3fddB_xXIawPNXW4VLMbnb2zOAdhnlL1xbdnSAejyxqgqV4UEjn_YUo8lzSEgMK1QBLXyMqg/s400/st.p.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405127057672080594" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixqwgMKOd2qSFdOTCHcs53vsEZZuHI1diFHGU1vBedgab9blqDbwSAP0w4N1Vqa5Ge7cbGeMxOeUgVTEb_nM42cdba5iD3x1r8r3pwFPizvrUhLte4J4Q2K6IVXUR8mRo343srm-tI/s400/st.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405127053615259314" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /><br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">I wish there were more options than those I see people around me making. I still want the option to be "anything I want to when I grow up." I haven't found anything that entices me, so am I allowed to keep looking?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"><br /></span></div><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-40024603503592530942009-10-17T07:58:00.000-07:002009-10-17T08:36:33.956-07:00Halloween Parting: A Rest for a Weary Traveler<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhB7PNwkv6RBvT09TkrB1xHW9KasoQ6TxEXSJSoA90IIVNCE2ixinw4etzVsDqpv7rPe1bu1hjb_iZKrKy6as9dkMnpuMuoDVG1XGPDA9zIQDP2UuCEsiZh7UipWLomFM7AP_Z6G5x/s320/DSCN0558.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393583716033801106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">The autumn roads are long and chilly</span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6uVP6Lfr1Voh4J0TNDortFT-oCoCf1EbPrEmfS1dlVwQgX5O0MNTPSOLS0a2CkjmFcCNc4toEX4V4Ij0j6-apkhkgPpVHauhT_0spF0tT-ReKQhwgVVODmE-eYPvksGhFzGgiJ5Be/s1600-h/DSCN0567.JPG"></a></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFXQlGppIZddgYS8w6l5NMxh1V2fTWDuHBoODzivwVkf1qQVVtAs43uvlZS1Q0xAH_IlLeMzhA_HUVQkUT886EQS-4jouZQV5tesI5akTZyb-3JYa0g9txB0yvSop0nWoxL7pE2fK2/s320/DSCN0557.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393583721614011378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">But look! A gate lies open and waiting, just for you</span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6uVP6Lfr1Voh4J0TNDortFT-oCoCf1EbPrEmfS1dlVwQgX5O0MNTPSOLS0a2CkjmFcCNc4toEX4V4Ij0j6-apkhkgPpVHauhT_0spF0tT-ReKQhwgVVODmE-eYPvksGhFzGgiJ5Be/s1600-h/DSCN0567.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF6LdoQm-7yxYSzkE_-Hex5spPoZvqzQumYKlZn0m9D4iS6Zrx1Imb0asc0_DKWBObI2-X_fFqKaQaisR0QA5TpuFqk2pTuCdHOQd6hzX0ze_jI1mfrNT5MibGtnYFuy-arfuOcaKT/s320/DSCN0559.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393583731790369138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Welcome! Do come in...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> </span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYqRDDxh-akIHieHqiyBn3e1WhSJVLeZCSXe0apCUCKav8DMB_KSnPJeCz1j-946VAeAJNp5gpZ8bO9xkZgCZyLQQjTQmZjvPt0Ogio_Bx6SbJ1UAHHQineE6e-j9d_Rv2emD2GSeE/s320/DSCN0566.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393583744653433650" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Ahh, yes, the piano music. I hear it to...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqTdAP-K-udH3yfJyTMW2mbaw2uq2H0cyX4TZKQIbGBfWXr5uUyVcEfe5_vPNGpBlCgzid1E8OzyPS2lS75_J-uKygCvwtKoks6eOSgti5UEeYHslmOTFqjGsbL7j7Kscx1fd_rZ-r/s1600-h/DSCN0568.JPG"></a></span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqTdAP-K-udH3yfJyTMW2mbaw2uq2H0cyX4TZKQIbGBfWXr5uUyVcEfe5_vPNGpBlCgzid1E8OzyPS2lS75_J-uKygCvwtKoks6eOSgti5UEeYHslmOTFqjGsbL7j7Kscx1fd_rZ-r/s1600-h/DSCN0568.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqTdAP-K-udH3yfJyTMW2mbaw2uq2H0cyX4TZKQIbGBfWXr5uUyVcEfe5_vPNGpBlCgzid1E8OzyPS2lS75_J-uKygCvwtKoks6eOSgti5UEeYHslmOTFqjGsbL7j7Kscx1fd_rZ-r/s320/DSCN0568.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393584767807761746" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">The professor always loved to play on his baby grand... and continues to do so today, 100 years after his death.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6uVP6Lfr1Voh4J0TNDortFT-oCoCf1EbPrEmfS1dlVwQgX5O0MNTPSOLS0a2CkjmFcCNc4toEX4V4Ij0j6-apkhkgPpVHauhT_0spF0tT-ReKQhwgVVODmE-eYPvksGhFzGgiJ5Be/s320/DSCN0567.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393584772701106194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">No need to look so alarmed! Most of the ghosts here are harmless. Can you hear a pitter-patter of little feet upstairs? Perhaps a small giggle catches your ear?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia0KpRVPkbyonGm3M851TF3OpDYU5OBOnqObOBsQsP7PkDJyolDF522aF55AaGhovKoA-WJVnOpSJOcmMSA5gwF_f2ci1pZlY2LaM7peBJbgtkA90v3T3WDJn6L5mem-plTI17KyQI/s320/victorian+girl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393584291474200754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px; " /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">That's just Clara, who haunts the top floor. Would you like to meet her?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY2Z4Uf4Z7D9wT0ONprCEe63wOXGpTkSHVXh7zFKaFbo_z_IxRXwRrSHticHzW8aQ4a8z_U-3THXR2HgOcHSbVSWCjOvc-Bpi_zGeiMIhImiQENmdm7odo15NUzf7PQq5lM9URhr1H/s1600-h/DSCN0577.JPG"></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY2Z4Uf4Z7D9wT0ONprCEe63wOXGpTkSHVXh7zFKaFbo_z_IxRXwRrSHticHzW8aQ4a8z_U-3THXR2HgOcHSbVSWCjOvc-Bpi_zGeiMIhImiQENmdm7odo15NUzf7PQq5lM9URhr1H/s1600-h/DSCN0577.JPG"></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY2Z4Uf4Z7D9wT0ONprCEe63wOXGpTkSHVXh7zFKaFbo_z_IxRXwRrSHticHzW8aQ4a8z_U-3THXR2HgOcHSbVSWCjOvc-Bpi_zGeiMIhImiQENmdm7odo15NUzf7PQq5lM9URhr1H/s1600-h/DSCN0577.JPG"></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii-sg156jPf2dorI1NQwUSc-Z8p2Kglc-WQsruIsmhf4RN8mIACKLn5Se_5hXFOKy1TSIHDLNy2CuuKix5ApzxsNXugvnWSFSAeNJ3bt1jNfjF43FnmtI2t04G1y1lwdRmUzNrUVDn/s1600-h/DSCN0569.JPG"></a></span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii-sg156jPf2dorI1NQwUSc-Z8p2Kglc-WQsruIsmhf4RN8mIACKLn5Se_5hXFOKy1TSIHDLNy2CuuKix5ApzxsNXugvnWSFSAeNJ3bt1jNfjF43FnmtI2t04G1y1lwdRmUzNrUVDn/s1600-h/DSCN0569.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii-sg156jPf2dorI1NQwUSc-Z8p2Kglc-WQsruIsmhf4RN8mIACKLn5Se_5hXFOKy1TSIHDLNy2CuuKix5ApzxsNXugvnWSFSAeNJ3bt1jNfjF43FnmtI2t04G1y1lwdRmUzNrUVDn/s320/DSCN0569.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393584761585684290" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">I'll take you up the back way, up the servants stairs...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV-9y_DuBTnqCl9DXB8BgJ4BBeiieeXcY004_V8RL6cHaSpphsqHusKuyW2J3DN0Y-Ro_bhHKazLB_Lf2guQDIdAe3KSYD6gdYIvCV_EiOCp_4IiknZcSSRPHSjL8w62hI_Udf017I/s1600-h/DSCN0570.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV-9y_DuBTnqCl9DXB8BgJ4BBeiieeXcY004_V8RL6cHaSpphsqHusKuyW2J3DN0Y-Ro_bhHKazLB_Lf2guQDIdAe3KSYD6gdYIvCV_EiOCp_4IiknZcSSRPHSjL8w62hI_Udf017I/s320/DSCN0570.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393584317647568866" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Don't mind the scratches on the wall... They've been there a long time...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgni6FUuHF-_JG-0ANSdHR-ngHlbrx4QTT5NjRVVMgOF34WlC7w0dRHQZXL71zQ_ja5MNi2zDDaePqy510JOat2WktqYM5kcLptCD5oROnNuI5GrQC4-myio8IjZZeHTuoJGEKRuLip/s1600-h/DSCN0574.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgni6FUuHF-_JG-0ANSdHR-ngHlbrx4QTT5NjRVVMgOF34WlC7w0dRHQZXL71zQ_ja5MNi2zDDaePqy510JOat2WktqYM5kcLptCD5oROnNuI5GrQC4-myio8IjZZeHTuoJGEKRuLip/s320/DSCN0574.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393584308780626258" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Can you hear Clara calling? She's just past the corner up ahead.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY2Z4Uf4Z7D9wT0ONprCEe63wOXGpTkSHVXh7zFKaFbo_z_IxRXwRrSHticHzW8aQ4a8z_U-3THXR2HgOcHSbVSWCjOvc-Bpi_zGeiMIhImiQENmdm7odo15NUzf7PQq5lM9URhr1H/s320/DSCN0577.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393584306017025618" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Ahh, there she is! Can you see her there in the mirror? She's quite shy, so you should feel honored if she's let you see her.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCEwmtM53upmME1z57fmoSLAjdemYksLJ2_U8bEh3mxFGeFLyxvuZ9aQmWdpmtnC4mOMnfjILRQblHxzTXcYmSCTZAGruhggf3StJ2Hn6LAoflflnuXEaZ9C1c8x8wI0byFsmJrI7s/s320/DSCN0565.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393583737901562530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Just don't go in to the tower in the southern wing. Suicide Tower, as it's known, is home to a most unfriendly ghost.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Poor Mary, her heart would not mend</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">So she chose a rather dreadful end.</span><br /><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgnu8NTmpTpVcyBSosnZxpm3yPa-9liiavQOUDr75WZzNUfR0a3Iue_CMz2jFvxsMzC5BtRhQcTagvaIkP3jG9iszMkZ6uMo6IYfTKmGbCXmryRXsRZsI1b9PiJmMzYe0dmNFHAeSp/s1600-h/DSCN0584.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgnu8NTmpTpVcyBSosnZxpm3yPa-9liiavQOUDr75WZzNUfR0a3Iue_CMz2jFvxsMzC5BtRhQcTagvaIkP3jG9iszMkZ6uMo6IYfTKmGbCXmryRXsRZsI1b9PiJmMzYe0dmNFHAeSp/s320/DSCN0584.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393584297519851298" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Wait?! You're leaving already?? Oh, dear, I hope we didn't scare you.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Have a Happy Halloween! Do come back soon! We'll be waiting for you, my dears...</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhB7PNwkv6RBvT09TkrB1xHW9KasoQ6TxEXSJSoA90IIVNCE2ixinw4etzVsDqpv7rPe1bu1hjb_iZKrKy6as9dkMnpuMuoDVG1XGPDA9zIQDP2UuCEsiZh7UipWLomFM7AP_Z6G5x/s1600-h/DSCN0558.JPG"></a></div><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a><div></div>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-17227896822688904002009-10-13T05:23:00.000-07:002009-10-13T05:51:49.328-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">My lovelies! How I've missed you! Well, to be honest, I have still been trying to read all of your blogs, even if I don't comment on them... though some days I don't even get through all of them. Oh what uni does to my time and ability to concentrate! But, unfortunately, I think I will be in school for many many more years to come [I just want to learn everything! Why do I have to choose between arts and science subjects?] so I mustn't grumble. And I'm really happy to be back doing Russian, even if my other subjects don't pique my interest as much as I hope they will.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqhm-9KqJ3MvEcs7hoiGYVc2DGdzpBuATyHE3NqdeZjaA0fb7Iq0q_pOYur3NmT8cnc6bMI2PFxboCStSmrAb1Lp88zhDbbrI23aOMkR0NFcjcbPfb_qogwEwkp86aEEV8t9CucJSO/s200/faint.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392061671951448530" /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Major thing I've learned so far this year? As pretty as it may make my waist, a corset should not be worn on days when I have to traipse all over town to classes with a nasty head cold. I quite understand how women used to faint from them - I just wish I could rely on some handy lad coming to my rescue like they do in all the Victorian sketches. They were probably just used to women dropping like flies, so I suppose you developed quick reflexes? My guy friends here, however, probably have no idea what a corset is, and would wonder what I was doing lying on the floor all of a sudden.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"><br /></span></div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPB2x0VGyQyfryItH2TmgqCf_ly8Xbty-dBh_MbYcoXoWauA8MJOJzEHBmlK-OwY4pIjX6_3J6BB-QukUIqLxcfyzHZgasqvFR-TUTuHsSacNzY88X0jdUxQqjyAae-q2YCCDcyBgU/s320/il_430xN.91526027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392063617800863282" /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;">Which brings me to my main point: I am so glad </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;">that I've found all of your wonderful blogs where you proudly parade vintage finery, styles, and ideas of how to live. It empowers me everyday not to give in to jeans and a t-shirt (eww!), and to not care a lick about what people think of me. Yet, sometimes, it does get me down. I live in a very small town in the UK, where I am looked at like some curious oddity - and this is even when I don't go full out vintage. What do you, my dear readers, do when life gets you down like this? I've ordered a typewriter off Etsy from <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5703302">Snogirl</a> [go visit-she's a doll], and trying to explain why I wanted one was like banging my head against a brick wall.</span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">And I <b>HATE</b> it when people say: "Oh my God! You're sooo cute!"</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Perhaps I'll run away and join a circus - I'll be the Russian speaking - contortionist - burlesque dancer all decked out in steampunk jewelry and clothes.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Hey, it could happen.... maybe.</span></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">P.s. the typewriter is a skywriter by smith-corona, developed when mass air travel started becoming a possibility. Can you imagine everyone taking out their typewriters instead of laptops nowadays?</span></span></div></div>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-77419025506075415032009-09-29T12:13:00.000-07:002009-09-29T12:58:37.448-07:00The Earth is Actually Flat...<img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-vi-tABgVNQN4wZTkTCDwMkCLc3XGNA1O7SA7lTjIJOauobQHdZdxriK7am3bO232u5TzWM0WKD4ugkMwQeL5L7XS9iKQqaExrHmXXm5Xjo-niMoS0AXtu0MDkMgwqO1kDnQQyAfo/s200/flat-earth.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386970681308018994" /><div style="text-align: center;">.<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'courier new', serif;">..I just dropped off the edge, if you hadn't noticed --></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;">And now, having clawed my way back to the blogging world, I've gotten knocked back by an episode of freshers' flu!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;">What the heck am I talking about? </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;">Well, I have now completed my biannual jump over to the other side of the world<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'courier new', serif;">, to get back to my uni in scotland. I know many of you have had your own moves to do this summer, both great and small, so you'll know how crazy it is to pick up your entire life and settled down elsewhere. I never get used to it... I swear I was in a state of "almost un-packed" all year last year. There is, at least on my end, a temptation to make everything perfect from the get go, and then nothing happens at all. </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'courier new', serif;">To make matters worse, I got here early to help move in the freshmen [or "freshers" as we call them]. It's lots of fun, and my liver is absolutely trashed due to the free vodka bars we host as a hall</span></span></span></div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi56sv4JF9wZ7qtRR03_b8FFbwRagWrfELr1PFRheBwVYybyTSglcCryE8VCkU0hkOiWasTEMH9MiSIlXKWyvgsoFy7KcGjvoRtzb52phx9iGMwvkDRba4HZJ-avjLciEvFgKVQ9YHE/s320/81773273.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386980276440757266" /><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'courier new', serif;"> [it's all legal, don't worry!]. However, I've spent so much time running around that I've neglected my own room.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'courier new', serif;">I've also contacted the dreaded freshers' flu: a nasty result of collecting a large amount of people and their germs into a small environment, and making sure no one gets any sleep.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'courier new', serif;">This is the point when I wish I was still a little girl and had my mum to take care of me like this little girl! What do all of you do for getting over nasty colds? I can't tell what's worse, my cold, or the rain!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;">Anyways, not meaning to bore you all, just wanted to say hi, and that reading all your posts in the few spare minutes I have brightens my stressful days! Thank you gals!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', serif;"><br /></span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtuopSiUWIWC5daLfAKzlPaNqcE4rO0L2O0JqTmt-VkQwQ-gS17YkUQ6AVjNHAJAMme_HNkLbQrYh_lUKyGMWZA1HD9HyXSnUtAXq5de6gWY3tGeY9INQRt51U0Z5QJopRjKLGgZbn/s200/mm-10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386980498606709698" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-2437800461105747872009-09-13T23:00:00.000-07:002009-09-13T23:19:31.208-07:00EAA<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Etsy is down for maintenance?!? But how will I get my Etsy fix?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Anybody else have this problem? I'm think a group should be created:</span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6GrFP7G3tin7T3bN4uPpKip01Yry2X_bKmWCJKY-pOJCCnCQz9bwwy5PVTgK218jJ9foHfGQv4viFgODixamoKEWTL5vqUTlcq1fSG5fVqPUB8NL65M1M3ineL4qDDKt8LHGWWY1i/s400/Esty+Addicts.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381203325759184050" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Who's with me?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">TeeHee</span></div>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-857115303459665612009-09-11T19:05:00.000-07:002009-09-11T22:04:54.070-07:00Friday Finds: A Nice Cuppa<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqaxb1GFnOtkjvgslwuGdRXklh0rUc93p7wVsuH4wpKoxTx7zrLE10w36rrjk6EAr71IhBmw2g4hVHtX6h7ZYCeoXqbyATHyGoi3hkgHiAeypvuOvhs7GT3i81lCGlXQupmtOgKdCu/s320/6a0115703d2554970b0115711d9401970b-500wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380399302914751346" /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">A </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">nice</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> cup of tea is to us English, what vodka is to the Russians: a concoction imbued with magical healing powers. As I sit watching the steam rise from my cup in random but enchanting spirals, I think of the joke I have with my mother. According to her, absolutely ANYTHING can be solved with a nice cup of tea.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Feeling downtrodden? Have some tea!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Broke your leg? Have some tea!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Someone decapitated you? Have some tea! [I swear she'd figure out a way]</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The steam feel nice on my hands, which are dry and cracked from scrubbing the heck out of my kitchen floor with soft scrub. I'm not a clean freak, but I do like to do chores where there is an actual physical difference afterwards... vacuuming, although it removes the dog hair from the carpet, fails to make the carpet </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">look</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> better, as the dog is the same color as it. Washing off grubby footprints, however, is nice - visual proof of work. Does this make me very OCD, or is there anyone with my on this?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Unfortunately, I had a pretty horrible night last night. A night where I consistently ignored the reasonable side of my brain. One of my best friends convinced me, against my better judgment [including an approaching migraine], to join her at a party at her uni last minute. It was the last time I'd get to see her before Christmas, and, as I said, she's one of my besties... yet...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">To say I don't trust her is both completely truthful, and an utter falsehood. I trust her intentions. However, she has a habit of not thinking things through. Long story short, she decided last night was the perfect night to get together with a guy she had her sights on for some time... I would have no problem with this, apart from the fact that I was left rather stranded. Although she finally realized and came back to find me, I had to have my lovely sister pick me up [she's an angel!]. Then I had to have my parents pick me up from my sis' in the morning, and drive figure out a way to get all my stuff and car back [including very time important meds... oops].</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">But now I sit here, cradling my cup of soothing tea, my panic and hurt seem less important than they did last night. It honestly wasn't surprising that it turned out that way. It just reminds me of a of couple things... you can't always rely on others to be reliable; my family is always there for me, even when I've been stupid; and lastly, that a nice cup of tea really does help. It may not solve everything, but it gives [at least to any Brit] the ability to take a calming break and revitalizes us so we can face problems that previously seemed overwhelming. "Aww!"</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">"HANG ON..." you say. "But Friday Finds? Wha?"</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Well calm down, my dears. I just had to get that off my chest. Here's the real treasure: An old and crumbly Michelin Guide to Great Britain, give to me by a different bestie. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">[Notice how I tied in friends and the UK into this! Clever, no?]</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Probably the best part is the little notes written all over the pages... I haven't managed to work out the scrawl yet, and they don't photograph well, but I'm working on it. You can imagine someone planning out a entire UK holiday using this book many many years ago.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhih3hZ6w-wq_wyOPx3K5_IeRwY03-zOFUaZUb7QVX-9hXCrejLD8Lgn8ae9ufEfN4Rztt-vfWrv2HwbXeMXEKIIUO3M_VtRU4Z1mHyuvebaobl1nw1a9kqw3bIvTKoy68wOLSILSTk/s320/DSCN0545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380438009545840098" /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6rNS0FW0IeY_FcE1Pdb3cJs-mP9ALyaWIp8ahQq4Sr1Bt8TR4Vl5zmAyjrNAHmLP7AvbNliSMjkkBzfhZ0zXP2vuYW__Cu9qjGeWKuzVPSA-GKS-AgYwW2p_gpT9GLEw7uYJNg0Hy/s320/DSCN0537.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380437981533044370" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8tGnhPXtcXejSNvjIVgrLauJPG4h003ml1Xxdo8lSuJ10sUaFBErWbeAc1_nXI0XS3oJzP0MfRuP4n3o0ZTpY1bsJfYKAsE4-u3P05pJazzn0uleb74TqxRHUxioIfjsouHTrptxF/s320/DSCN0541.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380437992023101202" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3X8OATaz_tbKmGSnxUFSTikhDN0y-fyibvhAvfXd-Yy33MDG3Wvp6P8ko0a1b_lm6wN3SwzuJd46oxoMH0gwWUo8ZRecIwTP6sndzj-es688gmdXlwz3NkF81adt7sEu4AxKbqhyI/s320/DSCN0543.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380437997171017906" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', fantasy;"><br /></span></div></div><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-7696679036189807772009-09-09T12:01:00.000-07:002009-09-09T12:11:18.563-07:00Hump Day Cuteness!<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Another edition of cute youtube things to brighten your day!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;">1. Another animal that enjoys a good scratch:</span></div><br /><object width="500" height="405"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0QNxMIvT4cY&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0QNxMIvT4cY&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"></embed></object><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">2. When breeder ignore natural selection</span></div><div><br /></div><object width="500" height="405"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/we9_CdNPuJg&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/we9_CdNPuJg&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"></embed></object><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', fantasy;">Happy Hump Day!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', fantasy;">Hope this helped to bring some smilies to your faces!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-73916498050591986292009-09-07T18:38:00.000-07:002009-09-07T18:49:57.908-07:00Monday Messages<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">I almost forgot, it's Monday, huh? There is far too much going on in my brain right now, unfortunately... getting ready to go back to the UK and uni, meeting my sister's new bf (in approx. 10 minutes. ick, but more on that another time), researching stuff for the person I work for (personal assistant kinda stuff)... etc. But no way I'm going to let this week slip by without sending out my thanks for all the blogging love I get from you guys!<br />I'm trying something different this week... I'll be less specific, unless someone has asked me a question. Read on, and then let me know, dear readers, which, if either, version you lot prefer?<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight:bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Hump Day Cuteness:</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br />Glad I could make you three gals smile! That's what I'm here for.<br /></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Laterg8r</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> - sorry I made the baby cry! [but I'm like your 2 yr old: "again! again!"]<br /><br /></span><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">So I Got a Little Bit Distracted by This Week's "Friday Finds"</span></b></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Maggi and Kid Twist </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">- Good luck to both of you with your respective learning urges!</span></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a><br /></div>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-17829732979553925162009-09-06T15:21:00.000-07:002009-09-06T16:03:52.431-07:00So I Got a Little Bit Distracted by This Week's "Friday Finds"<div style="text-align: left;">Looking on our bookshelves, I found this booklet on crocheting that belonged to my mother in the 1960's ('67). How cool is it? It even has directions "included for left-handed workers".</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8o80-ymTMgistKeiGw5WPE0d0VImT87_7artYHoJt_ttWyc7REDL4X2oXH-M2GOjoClOeauLBmx9nI-017VcyWC2oNsHgBIb0K6sm1Jh3ohHqFTTZWe1EijLo0CL7VguM4j-_qApN/s400/DSCN0527.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378489736300559714" /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Gs4ImrH_DWqEXY545CTbXAVxEssYjhrwtVrAw4-1YebNrAS6IgzQ9ZjFo_Pe-r2CaAneSMPaSNxSNIqqz2fI-ksOe1YKa8j13Ly6MYB7DRQ7wMIHj_1DhQPvGOI0VSn_NUp47NXj/s1600-h/DSCN0528.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Gs4ImrH_DWqEXY545CTbXAVxEssYjhrwtVrAw4-1YebNrAS6IgzQ9ZjFo_Pe-r2CaAneSMPaSNxSNIqqz2fI-ksOe1YKa8j13Ly6MYB7DRQ7wMIHj_1DhQPvGOI0VSn_NUp47NXj/s400/DSCN0528.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378489755268456786" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNGobq53wQHmsF9clvHaMmQYGPX9hrLeGhcnSqEkCUUkbcTGet1iOC13WOiqNGRTORsldO623RASg-YEf07wRLErJAJ0awq-_LI9tHRs0CiSV2w83qfiNWtQMS5QPemfQVN2W3KU38/s400/DSCN0531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378489747686722530" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The wording is a tad bit confusing, but I had to try my hand at it. I know how to knit, but have never learned to crochet. Well, here's my chance!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I have, for many years, moaned about how many things that I don't know how to do, having never learned as a small child. Piano, for one, as well as oil painting, how to crochet, how to ride a bike... etc. [Yes, I can't ride a bike. I grew up on a very steep hill, so it wasn't very practical]. But I think this is silly. Whether 9 or 99, we can always learn new skills right?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">So this summer I've decided to try to learn how to do things that I want to. I'm taking dance, learning to sing. I took a self-defense class, because I believe we, as women, should never be at a disadvantage because of our sex. And now I'm teaching myself, thanks to this lovely find, how to crochet. The results so far have been interesting [read: odd shaped lumps], but I'm kinda excited by this.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Have you lovely readers learned/taught yourselves anything new recently? Why not devote this extra day off (at least in the US) to trying something you've wanted to do for a while?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a></div>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-32820214999201926502009-09-02T14:34:00.000-07:002009-09-02T14:40:36.621-07:00Hump Day Cuteness!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Congrats! You're halfway through the week! Here's some adorable goodness to keep you going:</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span><object width="500" height="405"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SRyUNbnocyU&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SRyUNbnocyU&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"></embed></object></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">I suggest watching it several times, because each time is more hilarious. Apparently, some bunnies actually do this.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-34815031935125678132009-08-31T18:15:00.001-07:002009-08-31T18:44:51.066-07:00Monday Messages<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Like I've said before, my OCD tendencies and I like lists and schedules. I will admit this is pretty strange, as I tend to be pretty artsy/right brained/lazy/late to everything [good to note: if you ever invite me anywhere, tell me it's happening 15 minutes before it actually starts. We might arrive around the same time that way. It's one of my greatest flaws]. Anyway, I've decided that Mondays [when I remember]shall be </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">"Message Monday"</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Personally, I find it hard to keep up with the comments I post on others' blogs... I have to remember to keep coming back to that post to see if the blogger replied. So, starting this week, I'm going to try something new. What does this mean? It means, that, instead of replying to your lovely comments on each post, I will devote a weekly post solely to replying to you darlin' guys and dolls.</span></span></span><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new', -webkit-fantasy; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Here goes:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><i>"Oopsy! I've been lazy with updating"</i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;">-<b>Italo</b>: Thank you! Though I put the words on it, I shamelessly nicked the pic from somewhere online.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;">-<b>Maggi</b>: I do feel a lot better! Thanks!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;">-<b>Laterg8r: </b>Hope you see the movie, but just warning you that tissues are a must.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new', -webkit-fantasy; font-style: italic; ">"Miniature Worlds in Glass Jars"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><i>-</i><b>Laterg8r: </b>Thanks for the art appreciation!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;">-<b>Maggi: </b>I've been thinking a group for Etsy Addicts needs to be created... Etsy-olics Anon, perhaps?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new', -webkit-fantasy; font-style: italic; ">"Friday Finds"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;">-<b>Laterg8r: </b>don't you wish things cost that little nowadays?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;">-<b>Maggi: </b>This is the only vintage mag I own! You make me jealous! ;)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new', -webkit-fantasy; font-style: italic; ">"Just Popping By To Let You Know..."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;">-<b>Laterg8r:</b> TFS? I think I'm just being a bit slow [v. possible], but </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">I'm not getting this one. :P</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">So is Monday Messages a good idea, or just too much wasted space? Tell me truthfully, my superior blogging lovelies.</span><div><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a></div>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-16836700242545245592009-08-31T14:54:00.000-07:002009-08-31T18:48:04.204-07:00Ring of Fire<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">As the hills around Los Angeles burn, I have been unable to get the song "Ring of Fire" out of my head. I like both the Blondie and the Johnny Cash one... what about you dolls?</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', fantasy;"><br /></span><br /></div><div><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Qql-LmUKP4&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Qql-LmUKP4&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div><div><br /></div><div>Or:</div><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZVGAgoATVA4&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZVGAgoATVA4&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div><br />Sorry, this is a rather weird version of the Blondie one... I could only find it live on youtube.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-52300414095400922222009-08-30T22:34:00.000-07:002009-08-30T22:41:58.668-07:00Just Popping By To Let You Know...<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;">... That Andi B. Goode is having a giveaway!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;">As I'm sure you all love giveaways as much as I do, you should head over to her lovely <a href="http://c-o-l-a-cola.blogspot.com/">blog</a>. Make sure to look around as well as commenting, as it's an absolutely darling blog!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkVKk0QHkdXe2OeHtAmCXmzdkyDPN94sxWndqvXmQYLIVAz33-2zhHHyzhoaJg1uBYKAljplgULoEHp3z-D-65qVBuFa0-LXW-qDEnaMhFSWKmrJP-quffwFLGfn6EwuAF03LSEmyG/s400/giveaway.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375998110775904994" /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;">Congrats on 100 followers Andi!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new', -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-68449221870082479532009-08-29T00:02:00.000-07:002009-08-30T22:41:04.887-07:00Friday Finds**Ok... so it's seven minutes into Saturday here, but, as per usual, I think I operate on Hawaii time....<br /><br />With two major fires filling the air with smoke and ash, and august bringing in Los Angeles' hottest weather, I've decided to instigate a schedule of sorts to get my mind off this sticky and sickly heat, starting with "Friday Finds". In the beginning, this will be composed mainly of pictures of the pages of a 1950's Look magazine that I own, but I figure, once I run out of that, or if occasion arises, I will highlight some other precious vintage things I have collected over the years. How does that sound, darling readers? (of which there are now 20! yay! I love you all!)<div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv-qsJwAKvekRBh2T0cG_9AFv3Hix2nUmxmy0x9JIUQbj09a6hoxvveHT-w_wLMz4XVHm-KVVfzA4Xi7gVHQ1q7NyG9vTCHTdOovJy0ATg2jx6qby3yd0fJVZPppQDJP1rw_FbZaga/s400/DSCN0525.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375283561861160258" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs08WC9QHvEOFMv6D92tmNwld-UY1PDEf1oaeHSy3quFUSB0ruLaFUPK2LVFpD_zlezMFyp45GuTFPIad140v7lSnQe5cnCK-Dgj-bz5wTKM08CIyK7-_4Kes1lp-hZJPz3pyyV1oY/s400/DSCN0526.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375283574169127186" /> <img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWDtw14ndR9rKocR9lUWux28V6K2SAjAHSGRKYoe3xl5crtZdUDNWs_0J7f7GbmIRbc8TksU5uSinmuwhxKyZ_Fp2vtQWhCjIpWhxX8H_qtkRm98H9Y18wG-tS2pi7Ftzzj39r1d2p/s400/DSCN0522.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375283551435559346" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Front Page of Look, July 17, 1951</div><div style="text-align: center;">The picture's title is: "MGM's Dancing Daughters"</div></div><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-76320067494558063652009-08-25T15:01:00.000-07:002009-08-25T15:30:08.229-07:00Miniature Worlds in Glass JarsUnfortunately, I have become hopelessly addicted to Etsy! I blame my sister completely, as she was the first one to bring it to my attention. What a horrible sister, turning me onto this place of endless lists of beautiful things! How could she?<br />As, sadly, my wallet will not support my buying everything on my favorites list, I have started looking at Etsy for artistic ideas. Obviously there are things I can't make at home, but there are some things I see, and think, "hey, I could do that! I think..."<br /><br />These are some pictures of the results of my feeling particularly "artsy" this weekend. Some of them have had to be fiddled with quite a lot, as taking pictures of glass at night with a flash tends to end badly:<div><div><br /> <img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFsxm1so-lWit9OXih1QNsg0oWbGa0TwE49auz_PPU4I9o4wkw9NqMZermrqN3eUB2lRTfQNiHqekuL_AEUHvK2BfWg4LPhlolFx-VZfAEZu31OBGL2miT92Pp6NtxcMppwJ-5luDZ/s400/DSCN0507.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374028639128062226" /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju9KaJMAQHrPVwZcu1TkHa1H6-y39cQyMB4sHcXHoYAZVyvOfga6Ed-IaU2iQPOhOTqTqBSIsCto2J8q_uRSvL9K0ASBCBZca6OLs2yWZrmIyaPBQxi7zvhxfF-biJwcYsvF3gz-TJ/s1600-h/DSCN0515.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju9KaJMAQHrPVwZcu1TkHa1H6-y39cQyMB4sHcXHoYAZVyvOfga6Ed-IaU2iQPOhOTqTqBSIsCto2J8q_uRSvL9K0ASBCBZca6OLs2yWZrmIyaPBQxi7zvhxfF-biJwcYsvF3gz-TJ/s400/DSCN0515.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374028653663577602" /></a><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2N8XRZcmzmkVa7PyKK0_GzPBhevdoCCgsTMDlWebiyTIsbc8tHLDNGjJ9c-0E1sSkJ7EFrXekQYA0A_AhOMIzwV2ujKrBO3JbmytdoNdR2IMKKmrmKwZ3Vhu-h-ctF3yLtu34D5ms/s400/DSCN0516.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374028661009698050" /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Gold Leaf": <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Moss; Rose branches; Rose leaf covered in gold leaf; Bird's nest made out of wire; Dandelion seeds; Gold coin earrings [great for decorating when one of the pair is lost]</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Also on display: Vintage green purse [part of a train luggage set]; A vintage Benzine bottle (from Etsy); A DNA base pair model [I know, I'm a dork]</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKeskaOD17TumzwDibxjStwEtd9U06gzpTkNwDL5egvoDMrj-fiIDV9VTfS3pgW9pGFWmEUZ1mrGy7dDqFosQtsur5dMCD1kB-JH0Vn5tIPY_Zk6YkUQCl6X4xG2SdjIjELTSF0BQm/s400/DSCN0519.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374028676332470034" /> <img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9kHLQSeC-cEX3uQ-fJ_luyQGut3OM_QSY7-Bqj8qX3G631V3kOPyKXL7Tm3tILoEwjInhuQfZSKIVaA4orL0v_P8wYFqf9iPK81lH4yR2x75gHbmcO0qfolfhFxsGv_mbnSICSszi/s400/DSCN0520.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374028682144311778" /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Rabbit Wonderland": <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Moss; Purl flower earring studs; Dead branches; Miniature clay rabbit [unfortunately missing an ear... oh the joys of being a child's toy]</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I've put tea candles in shells, and there's a jar of sage in the back.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div></div><div><br /></div></div><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-10836434996267718962009-08-24T23:13:00.000-07:002009-08-24T23:47:23.936-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi63kd4x0pjED_CjTsb_ulLAAmnpfanZ_KguA4Pa2tPSBDhdR_UugoBgP-Qtl0_tPjhFhodhNmF2nP6Spo9ZPDZJAFer5xscylv3QkZJ5a8y-bsGJKIT91I0U_TAwj11GnkBhnExXH3/s1600-h/Not+Updating.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 351px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi63kd4x0pjED_CjTsb_ulLAAmnpfanZ_KguA4Pa2tPSBDhdR_UugoBgP-Qtl0_tPjhFhodhNmF2nP6Spo9ZPDZJAFer5xscylv3QkZJ5a8y-bsGJKIT91I0U_TAwj11GnkBhnExXH3/s400/Not+Updating.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373786971768061714" /><br /></a><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Eeek! I will get better I promise! Soon... Hopefully..... Maybe...</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Tomorrow I will post some new pictures of my "artistic" endeavours that I tried over the weekend. My only excuse is that it feels like someone switched my brain for cotton wool while I was sleeping Thursday night. [ie. I've been trying to fight off a cold].</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">In other news, if you have the ability to cry at all.... even if only when poked in the eyeball, do not go see The Time Traveler's Wife. Good movie, but, having seen it this evening, I am now an absolute mess. *sniff*</span></div><br /></div><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-71278646242933806972009-08-20T17:30:00.000-07:002009-08-20T18:25:17.869-07:00Good morning, good yawning!*<div style="text-align: left;">Don't you wish you looked like this upon waking up? I think I bear more resemblance to <a href="http://www.nwf.org/NationalWildlife/images/122006/contest_bear.jpg">this</a>.</div><div><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivDCPM0d6PQcFd7hQfT4ycuXexryylcIhzeb02yckfIR7EjtOCznKZOmK2FNVz6uTsfl0x7n58SnS7fqt4Ti1yaI1KXsWVInHL6N7LveeLa14oSw_5ixZIWKUC5-Tcsh2E6rG2RpZo/s400/Playtex+Pillow.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372215546090933762" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF99FF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">No matter how hot the night, your Playtex pillow stays sleep-inviting, daisy-fresh!</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>This image is from a beautiful 1951 July 17 Look Magazine, which is my prized possession. I've been trying to find a scanner to use to be able to up load this whole thing, but alas, I have had to resort to the camera. I think I'll make it a weekly thing to upload a page or so. What do you darlings think?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">On a separate note, the lovely Vanessa Valencia over at <a href="http://afancifultwist.typepad.com/a_fanciful_twist/2009/08/a-hauntingly-magical-celebration-revealed.html">A Fanciful Twist</a>, is throwing a little party. A halloween party, that is:</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiri2h3uVuclNx8bO5dyxcI3bL2mk0pU6iXLDCZfZ5IisDIBGxe6COqSZ0FlPFuPV9ttnmae06FlanjoWlqM5YtSe8xlL9YAQQbYRmZJgAzgUDo6irshxvUvaMHMbWC1nW0z0Ztv4di/s320/6a00d83451d99869e20120a55900a1970c-800wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372220536597617314" /></div><div>I personally love blog parties, and if you do too, head on over to her blog now to let her know if you'd like to participate!<br /><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">*A phrase from one of my favorite children's books, The Patchwork Cat</span></div><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-39768434552321235912009-08-17T17:57:00.000-07:002009-08-18T00:05:52.839-07:00Another GiveAway!<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-size:x-large;">Happy 100th+ Post to The Glamorous Housewife!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF99FF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">She has decided to hold a fabulous GiveAway on her blog. It's honestly simply to die for! She's gifting this beautiful pair of vintage turquoise clip-on earrings:</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 347px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhGDQkKRaD2KYjXS7slfPXTMpobV8uXGZ4Bi1CnEW4PSHuaI4ejXQRYPtnY57bZtNpN49-UZNMFQTdz_b0688YWgTV_QCXgQ6-kYsY67EYToinrVAwomZ6DoMOmanWuMNcfH69hO5X/s400/earrings.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371108371132256562" /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">Go check out this lovely <a href="http://talesofaretromodernhousewife.blogspot.com/2009/08/glamorous-housewifes-first-giveaway.html">GiveAway</a> from a wonderful blogger. And if you haven't seen her <a href="http://talesofaretromodernhousewife.blogspot.com/">blog</a> before, do poke about. She does some creative weekly themes. Leave her a comment to be entered into the GiveAway.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-80252730431586477332009-08-16T12:35:00.000-07:002009-08-18T00:09:05.911-07:00Overfilled with blogging love!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Ok, so, once again... not a proper post. I will do one shortly, but I just had to put this out there.<div><br /><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9auddgI5-3VEeR8uAzUzJy2DtfH3um4e3Ja4cicNUoUvZkAf9kGRYZ3j-cd_BXPliQX_tt8p_VwyJ8xfoYAm-iRXh0xIJ9sX9F3vx1OPjH456c5tSr6TUXqq7TQa8v7XAp3dCs4TI/s200/Celebrity-Image-Marilyn-Monroe---Smile-72615.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370650487653770098" /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF99FF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">I LOVE YOU GUYS!!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF99FF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I'm still quite a novice when it comes to blogging, but everyday (sometimes much more than once a day) I read your posts and continue to find out so much more. You are all unique and have fabulous writing styles... Most of the time I feel like I'm blabbering, while everyone of you can some up exactly what I wanted to say but couldn't. You let me know there are people out there like me, and you also let me know about things completely new and foreign to me.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">When I read your comments, I can't help but smile, and I feel like I've received a virtual hug! Thank you all for your encouragement and words of wisdom!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">On a completely different note, I love the picture below of James Dean and Marilyn, don't you?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYvNcbxc4mUSkw_gkepnMWlR8JS-jWux0D1OBsy_Sr11VKJwBGUvlVl-Pg9-4NLwjXlM4SDv9wR7wL_UcprrQjd-NDwUk1Hh0IUyucTyvxlP0af9Pjgsglq809Y2QtzDgImS8cTZsK/s400/1396.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370652205965801202" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I know it doesn't make me unique, but I think she's great. Such a lovable smile.</div><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-17225904769649122192009-08-12T12:44:00.001-07:002009-08-18T00:14:19.995-07:00Happy Humpday!<div style="text-align: center;">In honor of being half way through the week, I thought I'd do a post with ideas for relaxation.</div><div><br /></div><div>1. Treat yourself to one of those head massages they do in hair salons by taking time to really rub in shampoo and conditioner in the shower. Make firm circles on your temples with your thumbs, and make sure to work on the place where your neck and skull meet.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlLUFesBNhv5drBNzJquX-qlqnqD4-sWd24jSrVIQ4sL6nLqJRBWw4F5monw6eirTlcGfGNeVuRNAr7qeYG2yUW5cs5tKHdnXh0Eq6nSukjA0rNHp5lzXbvzgwUU_gHcGt0nXn2WaP/s320/SuperStock_1439R-45039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369189124346021666" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>2. Take a luxurious bubble bath, with candles, music, and anything else that makes you happy. No phones allowed in the bathroom.</div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmnxsqHH8CBP2rSA33lg61tMRWh-cmxNksyWdkFr8qNC02II4n83jd0y58zaTcJpTJf-C9YdsrvR0CURK7iohS413VPqS1g1wrzEGagqQFQ98IFgMhOqpZyriNGn7YKCYQb7fBEaZI/s320/664371.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369182474657526274" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div>3. Bake a cake - with friends, or by yourself. Go crazy with the decorations (I was once responsible for a yellow brick road from hell cake... yeah, try and picture that one).</div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 298px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZJvR1FWD1HJn4ZZMLTqGLDUOflstzFvPzlNmjPLKvzE4bFAOYWqeaMLRiOKFd31c8u6c2dTZmszAV8fZJ9gqMdAYsqQgumx3Q4WMPTQyUeV7KTtvQ1Q51UplV8QPxGWwHCmf3b4fl/s320/cosmic+cake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369189108884962322" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div>4. Take a tip from the new movie Julie and Julia, and ENJOY eating! The more butter the better! I am a firm believer in the notion that food only sticks as fat in your body if you feel horrible about eating it. My love handles are, at the moment, for example, made up of a huge grilled cheese that I knew I shouldn't have been eating. Live a little. Savour all the tastes. Have it with a glass of wine.</div><div><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM2MPCBW2CUwkKm1ms5C3_Eba_b1YbLCl_iosZaHcIG1haOMABXlO1VedqT0fOpU1jabNliRhG-_VT9wowv0GomWmIny12uqn5QXNgvcmULNOUzXpttqP1cH-xTuxML_caXdvyQh-9/s320/cuisine-savoyarde-france-tartiflette-by-roadsofstone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369189116727536674" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>5. Snuggle with someone. This can be done by force if necessary, and it is where dogs are sometimes handier than cats. Curl up together and sicnronize your breathing. Do a long dog sigh.</div><div><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgezCyQSyIl_Ql-dtNjSfI7Qm-qNXgaVgHX4lIbr59IjSp7u_Ng0gcDqvJcG96sCWaSxCOPke2JmIugWtj3DwXxct99O8oCpCM5mBMXS1MMICg5IbfzHfdTFfs98GWVaqOic1-4SlDz/s320/RCP101+Kitten+%26+Puppy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369189145203298850" /><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Only two more days until the weekend!</div><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-88885439116859709912009-08-11T22:55:00.000-07:002009-08-18T00:09:30.739-07:00Warning: Reading this post may cause cuteness overload!At the urging (read: little licks and kisses on my nose) of the wonderful bunnies I help look after, I am shamelessly devoting a post to their cause. <span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">[Don't worry, I'll be back soon with more wonderful vintage-y goodness.]</span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVjdQTl_C-ig616EfJf5GHZK4ABmy_1LcMTAyWeRjXttkLoTJKYmQEwaFrrXKDvPukB6OYJ7aBcx8l3QxWmN9ELn7fhD2XVvew3BBHwVvAsKq2qvcFWCpeMojedsOFg_mpeDZxVQel/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368959741575522082" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">[Nose kisses from Helvetia]</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">O</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">k</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">r</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">m</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">l</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">l</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">y</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">w</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">h</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">l</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">l</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">p</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">p</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">l</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">v</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">l</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">u</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">r</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">m</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">l</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">h</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">l</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">r</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">w</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">h</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">b</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">u</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">g</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">r</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">g</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">l</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">k</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">W</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">b</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">u</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">h</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span></div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOXtTusifiiWgRHnlXmOiZcnvpEiVJdXbRr3tSWNW7JBq99QDl2YC9DlF6DtBAkpB4LTQLWycitU4s_4RkBEIxhC7FCTVdbrj28atItHMr7GTNifZpaVupoLjfkNt4urm_hA86pUcs/s200/theo-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368953872024345314" /><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">h</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">l</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">r</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">L</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">k</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">c</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">d</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">d</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">g</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">h</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">l</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">r</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> And it's hard for me to believe it too. I mean, would you look at this guy? (Theo) --></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Who would say, "ehh, no thanks... I think I'll abandon him" ??!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">But alas, there are some people in this world who should not ever be allowed anywhere near animals (or really to be able to reproduce, but that's another matter). Sometimes though, it's no fault of the owners... Especially in these rough economic times, events happen, like foreclosures or new landlords, that send bereaved bunny lovers to our shelter's door step. Imagine having to give up some one you loved because your new roommate doesn't like pets! (yes, this has happened a little too often).</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ-BIsK2dmVi87BcFCdJ9S8aKZhDc8yMciqhA68FfghzHZXsq_iF4mw347vEhBov77ZJTFkWK3m1QaGWEHx1tsz4nFWHINp2cq1V3LbrDKB7e3vxI4GJPCEX0lqNhEwBhUrScRV26I/s200/Aly+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368955357777059010" /><div style="text-align: left;">When they come to us, most of the rabbits are in pretty bad shape. Some are wondering where there families went, and some have been in horrible conditions. This little one to the left (Aly), had pink bald ears and matted clumps of fur. Yet he was also the sweetest thing I've ever met. I think he thought he was a dog, but every time anyone passed his cage, he would hop on over to say hello and put his nose down for pets. I had to try very hard not to put him in my purse at the end of the day and steal him away. Eeek!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Anyway, the point of this post is not to make you cry, but to let you know that there are some pretty freaking adorable bunnies out there. I know they are probably not the first thing you think of when getting a pet. No one ever asks, "Are you a cat or bunny person?". But you should.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">They live much longer and happier lives inside the home, and without cages. Yes, rabbits are suppose to run about quite like dogs. Once fixed (which is a healthy choice for them), they litter-box train themselves as they are quite the meticulous cleaners. In many ways they are like a miniature version of a dog... though they don't have the idea of "fetch" down so well. They'll even let you know they are happy to see you by doing "binkies" - a sort of uncontrollable hop of joy straight up in the air. And they each have they own distinctive personalities. I know, I know, they're all just little fluffy bunnies, right? Wrong! Ask anyone you know with a bunny. I've known divas and princesses, rascals and gentle "giants" who love to snuggle.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">So, if you, or someone you know, is thinking about getting a pet, consider a rabbit. And please, please, get your pets from the shelters!!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;">Click on the post title, the bunny adoption button on my side bar, or the link bellow to visit Rabbit-Match... which is the organization I work with. Even if you don't live in the LA area, we have some great sister organizations and all the links are up on the site.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;"><a href="http://www.rabbitmatch.org/">www.rabbitmatch.org</a></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Until next time, kisses from 40sfemme and the bunny gang!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLvrnfMycah2UjaMp6B2wzTIntPaJa_hEbENM_Xl2u1ypsjMegpY9iVRTuYZOLdEK6gk78CC776UH8ize4vNJYXiT6G4ILDf2ZphoZbvPcz0PgWeKGq_LRNslnUQFeV5K46rOPKdxX/s200/DSCN0474.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368961925430534578" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">[Pericles getting some loving. Please note: the shelter is the only place I never dress up. I love my vintage clothes too much and they would get in the way!]</span></div><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-61192480089081650382009-08-06T13:11:00.001-07:002009-08-18T00:10:04.494-07:00Tickled Pink!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGoavifNtX6fH9dCztIjniAQS5V17Z0NU2aUtDQGbbabcdsmM2QdaPwWX9P49t6SswfRr-KFsx_rPrew8Huote83g3DHhnx5ksKm-P1XKq5EKT7sd9g538E5EzFCrSnXJOCjWIs4AH/s1600-h/feather.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 95px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGoavifNtX6fH9dCztIjniAQS5V17Z0NU2aUtDQGbbabcdsmM2QdaPwWX9P49t6SswfRr-KFsx_rPrew8Huote83g3DHhnx5ksKm-P1XKq5EKT7sd9g538E5EzFCrSnXJOCjWIs4AH/s200/feather.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366948815743899506" /></a><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: left;">Lizzy, from <a href="http://anoldesoul.blogspot.com/">A Vintage Spirit</a>, completely made my day yesterday, when I discovered that she had given me an award! Imagine that! I was over the moon, simply tickled pink! I've hardly been blogging for very long, but I am filled with love and admiration for all you lovely creative ladies who welcomed me with open arms and fantastic blogs!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div><div><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8_FEAqE6V_CECKbRQ_QvYQyjbN6CttobLIyeQ1nhvYP2hITf3CvIbf4TvhrqG0NMZoR0x3rOPD_qtdYYK7YyVKZ79FDLO6mpxn36-QII8MvylRrMY845g2jlTS8BvXOPYSA0n3GUa/s400/greatread.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366947698191872530" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">But, oh no! Now I have to choose five people to pass it on to? Only five?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lizzy at<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><a href="http://anoldesoul.blogspot.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">A Vintage Spirit</span></a> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(I'm allowed to pass it right back, right?)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://c-o-l-a-cola.blogspot.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Andi B. Goode</span></a> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(Don't you love that name?)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://freelancersfashion.blogspot.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The Freelancer's Fashionblog</span></a> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(The beginning of my blog addiction)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.superkawaiimama.com.au/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Super Kawaii Mama</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(Have you seen her tutorials?)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.quietlikehorses.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Quiet Like Horses</span></a> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(A gorgeous read, though not vintage themed)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I know most of you already all know each other, but do check out these girls' blogs - Absolutely Amazing!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And now for something completely different (*starts humming Monty Python tune*):</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Sometimes you come across a vintage item of clothing that, for some reason or another, falls above the rest, not necessarily because of its age or value, but because it speaks to you. It says, "You and me, we belong together", and you really have no choice but to take it home with you. I have two of these items. One was the brown dress which was feature in an earlier post: it's brown silk, decorated with knitting needles and balls of yarn in blue and white (I first thought they were chromosomes... yes, I'm a science dork). It was one of my first pieces, and I have loved it to death... a little too literally. The fabric is now disappearing (not mendable), and it is reserved for special occasions only.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>The second item is a beautiful trench, lovingly fixed and refixed again and again. However, I got it when I was still growing, and, as such, it's just a <i>little</i> too tight. My sister is smaller than I am (lucky), and she claimed it from me in exchange for a too big pair of red heels. I love the shoes, don't get me wrong, but I occasionally peer into her closet pining after the coat.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Well, she's almost officially moved out of the house, but the coat is among the last few things needing to be packed up, and so I took the chance to ware it again, one last time(?), for a photo shoot:</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRTn7hGObSLlVNgEflwzA5mtGWXoZprBEV9Tiw-7JnPupF-4Bs9YQ3HiHQTgYOGnRLyM0tspOeIRLZvIaCdSvtWWTLAdTNf8Ja0QExdEfHWgCO4eBSkDPt5t5IOMvjZ8-VCuRh7f2K/s400/DSCN0493.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366956371914177138" /> <img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMJmjo7qI0cpWopvxGAXT2c9b4wPqvC8D7kSswc0-RuP7CJvXknQWPdTuhy0wfcQQrmq0bav3_vaWr5KSXc3DYo4LXlCHGvWrYIuXHmjByv4qV0_YEYS-tb6SSCLB3xtBEj-yjmDoa/s400/DSCN0494.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366956384767656818" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO-DUnMibJ6pW-o1qBMlKTEwl1xFR2X7RtIEhFha8WH96OCHCQIO332KsHHGz1_rFqYhNVjHpM2o_EzuVDNcjHXw00TkQRYEf5pe-Ja30FiG6sFSpwWroP2DuM6A-ULIs_xrSQvuTJ/s400/DSCN0495.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366956397654222434" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Coat: JetRag Vintage Store</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Green Bag: Part of a vintage train luggage set my sister bought me</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Shoes: <a href="http://www.remixvintageshoes.com/">Re-mix</a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And it even has pockets! (I'm obsessed with skirts/dresses/anything but pants that have pockets)</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div></div><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6239611212556615314.post-34313786567256511282009-08-04T14:07:00.000-07:002009-08-18T00:10:16.126-07:00And a Cherry on Top<div style="text-align: left;">Quelle surprise!</div><div>This morning, courtesy of <a href="http://anoldesoul.blogspot.com/2009/08/vixen-vintage-giveaway.html">A Vintage Spirit</a>, I discovered a fabulous blogger, with whom I'm sure most of you are already familiar: <a href="http://vixenvintage.blogspot.com/">Vixen Vintage</a>. Her blog is lovely, and I want every single item from her Etsy store. And here's the kicker....</div><div><br /></div><div>She's having a GIVEAWAY! It's a beautiful homemade hat that's a throwback to the glamorous 1930's, with topped with adorable cherries! [see below]</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6VAP9JzWwkzAX5LhoY_qRGh9ReB9jIvV14NC8TFZbh2KwNVFE7vbwRfMQMJEhxxhyphenhyphenz_vkeFopFXkYmqYFA-s7OMBk47G6PuIWc1j1C5Eb-MbGu3Jw5_S9pnUjc3UPTLICHCcq83Ao/s400/Cherry+Hat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366225195278718802" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC66CC;">Photo courtesy of the fashionista herself!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Isn't it smashing? Head on over to her blog right away to enter yourself in her giveaway! And if any of you becomes the lucky winner, pictures, please!!!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/i3WD1icwuN82qIzvM6GC-g?authkey=Gv1sRgCPuFhayEnPGIaA&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcPM54G_fx709R0K4Ohjw-EMITrLct43k1jqxQDOVdKSKYCs7qHP7Hd76jrsrxK7cJ0ESioOBS9jLpMFYeap8pVzqvXuhTaEmvZ2nZvBwEmtXj3zqJuKFlMkgqR2oIxiApVNpQmEt/s144/signature.jpg" /></a>40sfemmehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13587683127164130886noreply@blogger.com0