How many licks? Are all 4 involved?
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Daily life for me. For the love of upcycled creations, vintage ANYTHING, my marriage, my pets, my photography, my favorite photographs or art by others, and just whatever is going on at any random moment.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Retro Lazy Susan Spice Rack with 12 Apothecary Jars
Oh viva orange!! I love this thing!
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"Nobody's Perfect" Owl Wall Hanging
Ha ha! That one on the right (upside down) IS me.
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Retro Pint Size Thermos, 1970
Oh my vintage. I found such cool stuff!!! Check out my vintage shop on Etsy!
Eames Era Lamp
I have been searching high and low for some very unique items and EUREKA, I've found them!! Please come check out my vintage shop on Etsy!
I'll blog a few of my favorites one at a time.
Monday, October 18, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Spirit Rock Oak and Chair
Oh WOW. This photographer is SO talented!! The exposure in this photograph is spot on. Just outstanding!
Thursday, September 30, 2010
most scenic dump
Yeah, I'll bet! lol
This is my favorite Flickr photo for the day.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
In Mourning
I am excited to start our life together again but with the realization of expectations and sacrifice, this time, now hoping we have the tools available to make things work.
But here I am sitting on my sofa after a long day of cleaning, painting, packing.... missing my cats, one of which has been hiding under my bed since this morning because of all the non-stop craziness. And I find myself projecting my worries on them. They came with me on this adventure of independence and have been my companions. I know that they're happy here. It's peaceful, they are spoiled and get lots of love.
When we get home, there will be chaos. From one 880 square foot apartment to a 2,600 square foot Victorian. Me, my husband, 2 somewhat obnoxious dogs, and 3 other cats. I am afraid I will lose our connection (my 2 cats and I). I can say I know we will.
I want my marriage to work. This time I have to go into it with my eyes wide open. I can't start this new chapter of my life riddled with denial of my mourning. And do I talk to my husband about this? Or is he going to be insecure about it and think there is underlying regret that I came back? This is soooo tricky!
I'm not sure I've been in such sensitive circumstances in my adulthood. Feeling this way tells me that it is just that important to me.
Nicksville, AZ
I shoot Polaroid with my vintage Land Camera and alot of my work looks this way.... imperfect, scratchy, perfect.
I love the loneliness and "imperfections" in a way that it might be a subconscious deal. Maybe this is how I feel about myself?
I'm also not sure if I would even give this photo a second glance if it were in color.