The Merry And The Macabre

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGFU2rwD7oegrERHomKo3oVn5ZAjOBebObl-bKcpnk96WRf5UmFW3awuIexOP7PYqAwN37kEMTM088y0EhtNHynNmDCjz3VycmQlNKChpal_3OiTm_Xv0MQeKkxVcybH3KIZrhUr8WICA/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGFU2rwD7oegrERHomKo3oVn5ZAjOBebObl-bKcpnk96WRf5UmFW3awuIexOP7PYqAwN37kEMTM088y0EhtNHynNmDCjz3VycmQlNKChpal_3OiTm_Xv0MQeKkxVcybH3KIZrhUr8WICA/s640/006.JPG" width="504" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Our Home has always been an Addams Family Style blend of the Merry and the Macabre co-existing together in complete Harmony.  To most that is very Odd and they're not quite sure what to make of it, especially when Experiencing it for the first time and beholding my Beloved Cabinets of Curiosities.  And especially given that I am a Personality with a Sunny Disposition and presentation, so it isn't as outwardly Evident on me as my Home Reveals.  Some peeps you can tell just by looking at them what their total Vibe might be and what they're most comfy around at Home... and that can sometimes shock peeps that Think they really Know me.  *LOL*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivi5ma4KZvFh4pCBRA6YvM4I-f_gZ1OkfZEq5fZXGTABiSekaDIV4Ij5vqWgNyaKqOeguw6sHu0ZhXEVY90Mf68Xz53Mnj8n5-Js11Q1DufkABVZkkC3KL1XAFkNYkC8oSOLOtP9yHoIY/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivi5ma4KZvFh4pCBRA6YvM4I-f_gZ1OkfZEq5fZXGTABiSekaDIV4Ij5vqWgNyaKqOeguw6sHu0ZhXEVY90Mf68Xz53Mnj8n5-Js11Q1DufkABVZkkC3KL1XAFkNYkC8oSOLOtP9yHoIY/s640/004.JPG" width="495" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><em>Death and a Dark Gothic Atmosphere has always held a Fascination and Intrigue for me, I could have easily gravitated into a line of work that works alongside that Natural Event we all will someday Encounter... and at the end of my Corporate Life I did gravitate to a Career that dealt with the Darker side of Society and Life.  I didn't go so far as being a Mortician or working at the Medical Examiner's Office, but I always felt that I easily could have seriously considered those Careers and done well at them.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfa7o8RpGY4MsTM6qwwhIhDWwPhV7bff4F3JcvCjmx8Ecj5lJ4XZ6ia-XmLnFK8WmHWOvH1e7YSlVSoe482AAZMrfnS6AOGL7WEiCLdijHk_XJhZjjeM1IgE-9nRyDWwcJbDtYDxtd3Ts/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfa7o8RpGY4MsTM6qwwhIhDWwPhV7bff4F3JcvCjmx8Ecj5lJ4XZ6ia-XmLnFK8WmHWOvH1e7YSlVSoe482AAZMrfnS6AOGL7WEiCLdijHk_XJhZjjeM1IgE-9nRyDWwcJbDtYDxtd3Ts/s640/005.JPG" width="618" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>I know myself well and have always been very Comfortable in my own Skin and with my own Peculiar Style.  I always also knew and was very aware that it WAS Peculiar by most Standards and that was okay with me too.  Even in Childhood I refused to Conform and be a People Pleaser, I didn't mind being Labeled Weird or Eccentric, because Clearly I AM.  *Smiles*   I don't like what I like just to be a Rebel or make a Statement, it Truly is what I Connect to at my Core for some Mysterious Reason I really cannot Explain fully, except to say I've ALWAYS been like this.  My Parents even said I was a very Peculiar and Morose Child in many ways, with a Fascination and Curiosity with what typically Scared or even Terrified other Children or even most Adults.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiayqrisKUR097tdBRgmR1LgEGcx32ZyUxK8qIu9SJycsDoR1cQqChv69YZgdSnGuyn15QhVA0sjlvALHIFhCZqjNY52cvIVxQXtMaQPHnMRs4DuXwiRIlMkj5cg9HfNb1RennyCHtMMrQ/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiayqrisKUR097tdBRgmR1LgEGcx32ZyUxK8qIu9SJycsDoR1cQqChv69YZgdSnGuyn15QhVA0sjlvALHIFhCZqjNY52cvIVxQXtMaQPHnMRs4DuXwiRIlMkj5cg9HfNb1RennyCHtMMrQ/s640/001.JPG" width="520" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And yet I always had a penchant for Beauty too... Traditional Beauty as well as Beauty that could only be considered Beautiful in the Eye of the Beholder, namely ME!  *Winks*   Yes, Gossamer Ostrich Feathers stuck into the top of our Christmas Tree are Beautiful to me... but so is the Cobweb that hangs above it that our Resident Daddy Long Legs spins.  I banish him outside every so often, but he tenaciously finds a way back inside to his 'Spot' and diligently Creates another elaborate Web before you know it and sometimes I just let him stay for a while after all his Labor.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRfymqvre5KZ0HDYeK3y3EY8YQEJCxws5iR0pJrzQG4vlVwklpNvP3d_CvW0lsVSgS0ze7Ciib0uhfhTGFA6_VQeNP9FdHLJmlYoXs74pEXUJAx8mNL1ejLn_kDOBmCoLkqyOVQfuVFBM/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRfymqvre5KZ0HDYeK3y3EY8YQEJCxws5iR0pJrzQG4vlVwklpNvP3d_CvW0lsVSgS0ze7Ciib0uhfhTGFA6_VQeNP9FdHLJmlYoXs74pEXUJAx8mNL1ejLn_kDOBmCoLkqyOVQfuVFBM/s640/007.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Most peeps would be loathe to co-exist with a Spider in their Home, but I've co-existed with many Strange Things Peacefully.  I don't have any problem with it because our Resident Daddy Long Legs has eradicated many a nuisance creature that we don't want to co-exist with like Flies, the occassional Killer Bee {yes, we have them in Arizona} and even Black Widows.  I once had an Old Timer tell me that if you have Daddy Long Legs around you won't have as many Black Widows because they don't get along so rarely share Territory.  And since we have Acreage and Black Widows can also be a huge problem in Arizona, I'd prefer to co-exist with the Daddy Long Legs which are harmless, especially when you have Kids, Ailing Adults and Pets around.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNia9Ulnb4qpyq-VOppyoo9zUP7Gi-RY9QldVjcAzISbqJPDS7_nU81H2hbLgRRVebTLpqIOACzMqSHxv0ktm-Xmgs-7_yREkAOycR08xyiYBGPdQBT2_z7WyRUFB_57uIMghOO7DIPIA/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNia9Ulnb4qpyq-VOppyoo9zUP7Gi-RY9QldVjcAzISbqJPDS7_nU81H2hbLgRRVebTLpqIOACzMqSHxv0ktm-Xmgs-7_yREkAOycR08xyiYBGPdQBT2_z7WyRUFB_57uIMghOO7DIPIA/s640/008.JPG" width="536" /></a></div><span id="goog_543021021"></span><span id="goog_543021022"></span><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>It might run in the Family Line too because my Nanna had a Resident Spider in North Wales, he even had a Name and kept her Sunroom free of Flies... and my Mom, as meticulous as she was about Housekeeping, never minded the 'Good Spiders' dropping by so long as they didn't get too carried away with their Web Creations. </em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirJI32oM1PNPpAQVaUrbk7g71dtgQi-wGMdzzMxXsgp4wIzp9O1tBPFfNJTzc_P291TXzA18gX8JGNsTo2GkypR8639VblNxWBE46NH5MHz17pAg77nSSFN6cUjl91QE9A0V8l3pn6f9Q/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirJI32oM1PNPpAQVaUrbk7g71dtgQi-wGMdzzMxXsgp4wIzp9O1tBPFfNJTzc_P291TXzA18gX8JGNsTo2GkypR8639VblNxWBE46NH5MHz17pAg77nSSFN6cUjl91QE9A0V8l3pn6f9Q/s640/014.JPG" width="620" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And my Family and Closest of Friends have gotten so used to my Quirkiness that they don't bat an Eye when I get beyond Excited and drag Home something absolutely off the wall because they realize it constitutes a Priceless Found Treasure in my Eyes.   Yes, the Eyeless Mannequin Head with the long Blood Red streaked Hair wearing an Authentic Greek Fisherman's Cap... is definitely ALL Dawn.   Creepy and Weird to most, but to me it's a Thing of Beauty!  *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtIq6KqdRJctJ7TDs6oi5YlzeWU_C2t7vC2-v5mvL9N6sfIGOjxKJP6LWYdiXJtpVGzU_JqKkPzc3-wc_E_MCNjL1D8JfbZzHnXfhlAeqGguum9XjtnSLLL3SQF1m1ezVGz-VfIRQmUg0/s1600/091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtIq6KqdRJctJ7TDs6oi5YlzeWU_C2t7vC2-v5mvL9N6sfIGOjxKJP6LWYdiXJtpVGzU_JqKkPzc3-wc_E_MCNjL1D8JfbZzHnXfhlAeqGguum9XjtnSLLL3SQF1m1ezVGz-VfIRQmUg0/s640/091.JPG" width="528" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>In fact, Vintage Mannequins, especially the dismembered and battle scarred ones, are all over the house as appreciated Art Forms... sometimes we even put clothes on them just so that more Modest Guests won't be totally Freaked out that we're totally Okay with buck neckid' ones being displayed.  *LOL*  Growing up with the Influence of a European Mom, in her Culture Violence was more worth strictly Sensoring and Shielding Children from than mere Nudity, which was a perfectly Natural Thing.  And Traveling the World extensively we recognized that with the exception of America, Inhibitions about the Human Body were scarcer in other Countries and no Big Deal.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHmlV97HZTZjReQs3zlzoOU6eIzw7vTh9oxf7FAiizSZviNTPdyvhhLbstcosVJa5LDJolFfdJWwOY-31Oa2fhiiOYkehyphenhyphenvxrMSw0JmZUInBltxZXUoUv9TWDjC9gUHky-MniCOpq59R8/s1600/092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHmlV97HZTZjReQs3zlzoOU6eIzw7vTh9oxf7FAiizSZviNTPdyvhhLbstcosVJa5LDJolFfdJWwOY-31Oa2fhiiOYkehyphenhyphenvxrMSw0JmZUInBltxZXUoUv9TWDjC9gUHky-MniCOpq59R8/s640/092.JPG" width="518" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So yes, a Bald and Naked dismembered Vintage Mannequin is a Thing of Beauty to me and I was totally Jazzed to drag each one Home to add to my Macabre Collection of them.   They are great for Displaying and Organizing my Vintage Hats and Bohemian Bling.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY0PagDNT0C-wc-BXTqU64GoxF8s9uA1trIba7qEw6bqa4Uxnl7W2cgS6CA5tcKIBw7bLvjSXZ2ZwIox6sVkw96ZLlrdRw4lgra9pOSLR1Oy1-dp0_QzitC7YHrYVFG9VHvCsG4bwLH7Q/s1600/095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY0PagDNT0C-wc-BXTqU64GoxF8s9uA1trIba7qEw6bqa4Uxnl7W2cgS6CA5tcKIBw7bLvjSXZ2ZwIox6sVkw96ZLlrdRw4lgra9pOSLR1Oy1-dp0_QzitC7YHrYVFG9VHvCsG4bwLH7Q/s640/095.JPG" width="612" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And Taxidermy, we've always had an Affinity for it even though we are also Animal Lovers... some totally don't understand that or perhaps Approve, I don't care.   Not every Animal Lover I've ever met is a devout Vegan, so I'm certainly not in the Minority of folks that can Appreciate and Support the Welfare of Living Creatures and yet not have a particular problem with the dead ones that ended up as food or were Preserved in the Art of Taxidermy or a Skully.  If someone would never own Taxidermy, a Fur or eat Animal Products, I Respect that as their prerogative and Lifestyle, it just doesn't happen to be mine and I believe in being mutually Respectful of Freedom of Choice and differences. </em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8U1bAANc-JyE8iNbiWPP36FPvtJSB7oZZonlPHoA5_cFdRdiNQJ5mnlbUgip8cS7EgE-_koQFmqYVhUyA6V2i-OXUA3xcEMJYEuUpph6uJjPf9gmdMm9DUcMOh9VEmRgDnh9X4Ths770/s1600/099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8U1bAANc-JyE8iNbiWPP36FPvtJSB7oZZonlPHoA5_cFdRdiNQJ5mnlbUgip8cS7EgE-_koQFmqYVhUyA6V2i-OXUA3xcEMJYEuUpph6uJjPf9gmdMm9DUcMOh9VEmRgDnh9X4Ths770/s640/099.JPG" width="554" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I actually find it rather Ironic how uptight some folks can be about how other people choose to Live, especially if it's not really bothering nor affecting them at all.  When I hear anyone being Critical about how someone else Styled their Home, Lives or Dresses it is very tempting to ask why it bothers them?  I recognize that it isn't always all about me and my preferences, each Individual is Unique and that Variety adds to the Spice of Life.  How boring would it be if we were all so Uniform, Conforming and Identical? </em></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoaDz3Qhgppmw-HcWp4a1JAX5UkeD0UXd2n3su6dG6SAXR4ta4aKELURgowNTuOZVPdN__X4Uv9KjLDU4Ni0tzUTP2D2jnv8uqtCCN73K3doYm3a5rNPn0BDdHeOa_U8QwfMMulNPj5Wg/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoaDz3Qhgppmw-HcWp4a1JAX5UkeD0UXd2n3su6dG6SAXR4ta4aKELURgowNTuOZVPdN__X4Uv9KjLDU4Ni0tzUTP2D2jnv8uqtCCN73K3doYm3a5rNPn0BDdHeOa_U8QwfMMulNPj5Wg/s640/011.JPG" width="628" /></a></div><div align="center"><em> </em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em>Actually THAT I <u>WOULD</u> find to be SCARY!  I've seen many a Horror Movie that didn't make me flinch or particularly disturb me, but THE STEPFORD WIVES Movie, that Terrified me!  *LOL*  Maybe that's why I find Cookie Cutter Subdivisions to be particularly Disturbing, I dunno, a perceived precursor to Stepford Living and giving up Personal Identity and Individual Character perhaps?  *Smiles*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJr-xLNBNAzZTNcC0XFDffI6YOAEst_eT83MUCATplJ0A7J4H_176GaXNaxqkWynbU5AbqYfRDJpYmpfHnPq8olcKUjf0K-dokwC6ZDC2_iGTTB2NWcX_cerI4rFxqwlzFK9kTRT42M20/s1600/102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJr-xLNBNAzZTNcC0XFDffI6YOAEst_eT83MUCATplJ0A7J4H_176GaXNaxqkWynbU5AbqYfRDJpYmpfHnPq8olcKUjf0K-dokwC6ZDC2_iGTTB2NWcX_cerI4rFxqwlzFK9kTRT42M20/s640/102.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I'd much rather gravitate towards the Weird and the Wonderful, I find it to be far more Interesting to me.   And it has been a great Conversation Starter too, especially to the Curious!  *LOL*  I mean, someone walking down the street carrying half a Mannequin is bound to prompt some Curiosity or at the very least a second look.  *Ha ha ha*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy_bmodBcZ6D-1L2pFtkyknHP6CJnOYDT69QuICs5XoCz9UHpDttFmQs0vSmDUCQKJlu_gWt5DitxLeEFO4RsGdehl0n2zHzyEImb-tyJkX6uwn5TbTvi73qtx59GVZ7VcGWFRe8nux0g/s1600/103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="582" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy_bmodBcZ6D-1L2pFtkyknHP6CJnOYDT69QuICs5XoCz9UHpDttFmQs0vSmDUCQKJlu_gWt5DitxLeEFO4RsGdehl0n2zHzyEImb-tyJkX6uwn5TbTvi73qtx59GVZ7VcGWFRe8nux0g/s640/103.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And as my Dear Ole' Mom would say, it is much better to be Looked Over than Overlooked!  *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP96sKvmAaP6ZQObb1QeSu9gT17u56c5MeOhw_NbxWwDqFXfed4ich9hGNpbBgKcTwsKLBhlXUNY0WNsQP0O8BAxjmiwmc_fVt-8VYjYCAVqzJsG19TFBc03SEdXV0ex98udPC9ye46Zs/s1600/106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP96sKvmAaP6ZQObb1QeSu9gT17u56c5MeOhw_NbxWwDqFXfed4ich9hGNpbBgKcTwsKLBhlXUNY0WNsQP0O8BAxjmiwmc_fVt-8VYjYCAVqzJsG19TFBc03SEdXV0ex98udPC9ye46Zs/s640/106.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Is there anything that you Enjoy putting together in your Styling or Wardrobe that might be across a vast and broad spectrum?   Maybe not Merry with Macabre, but perhaps say, Traditional with Unconventional?   Rustic with Oppulence?   Simplicity with some Over-The-Top Excess too?  Organic with Synthetic?   Expected with Unexpected?</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrvmpMB-9ivLbS6tv5AEiSOBCM2HJRrlSekiumMkeaAUdgQ0XBMlVn0RM19T7AI1gD7IgmbVhC0XFy4SWssM_EEDlyVQ8iq6j6IrUXiszH0dCU0RecIV4bilTkpeDx3eEQckgTFMk6iwI/s1600/104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrvmpMB-9ivLbS6tv5AEiSOBCM2HJRrlSekiumMkeaAUdgQ0XBMlVn0RM19T7AI1gD7IgmbVhC0XFy4SWssM_EEDlyVQ8iq6j6IrUXiszH0dCU0RecIV4bilTkpeDx3eEQckgTFMk6iwI/s640/104.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>What Things of Beauty do you recognize that may be overlooked by most others?  Or at least not Cherished in quite the same way by the masses?   Or is there something that the masses Adore that absolutely Repulses you?   And have you ever thought to Wonder, Why?</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrQfM7FsG8mV7gts0KgyWrSaymwLVaD11YslvhrFk1MMh6cGT2RwHgxb-ydusDOdLfZwJ67AZZztiN52yNzQSp-77EppRyX75tyqqzgeJ66iiANNC52z1l4PR3RIrWrwvRjb_jk6kuty0/s1600/113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrQfM7FsG8mV7gts0KgyWrSaymwLVaD11YslvhrFk1MMh6cGT2RwHgxb-ydusDOdLfZwJ67AZZztiN52yNzQSp-77EppRyX75tyqqzgeJ66iiANNC52z1l4PR3RIrWrwvRjb_jk6kuty0/s640/113.JPG" width="610" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Not that it really matters, the Whys... if you like or Love it then it just is what it is, a Sentiment you Feel or a Connection you've made for whatever reason with a Person, Place or Thing.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9hrCeUmC692m-c7ydG451T87kdGK9Q7Jh83H0julTfnkAM4gDWu1Yu_arCrZwTfkJR_f1jmVtxOChNSdt4Qb3TdeGV41pEOcNkPh0yAUVUTU8DV5WxRpRdOImeKdQQgNCYZzsOwxpVnI/s1600/114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9hrCeUmC692m-c7ydG451T87kdGK9Q7Jh83H0julTfnkAM4gDWu1Yu_arCrZwTfkJR_f1jmVtxOChNSdt4Qb3TdeGV41pEOcNkPh0yAUVUTU8DV5WxRpRdOImeKdQQgNCYZzsOwxpVnI/s640/114.JPG" width="560" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And especially during the Holiday Season it really brings it more into focus for me, what other People really like or Love, because we're preparing to present Gifts to those who are Special to us and we want it to be Special for and to them.  There is nothing quite like a Thoughtful and Heartfelt Gift is there?</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUg6uZjN4hSx6iu3XVSCKecuX0b3sBKQVkoUOsD05pPHgUHtD7OG48sCHwrifzAO96-k-ktFV3wYzKnrok0tSLOnfr39BMwwKJwROUbB5907jDqnzxrA5oL0cgI7EwO-uL-Fo_3NMWSNI/s1600/115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUg6uZjN4hSx6iu3XVSCKecuX0b3sBKQVkoUOsD05pPHgUHtD7OG48sCHwrifzAO96-k-ktFV3wYzKnrok0tSLOnfr39BMwwKJwROUbB5907jDqnzxrA5oL0cgI7EwO-uL-Fo_3NMWSNI/s640/115.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I had Visited a Lovely New Blog the other day <a href="http://thoughtsfromalice.blogspot.com/"><strong><span style="color: #45818e;">THOUGHTS FROM ALICE</span></strong></a> and it had a very Profound Quote that I just Loved and I thought was fitting to Share in Today's Post:</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Courier New; font-size: medium;"><strong>"When a child gives you a gift, even if it is a rock they just picked up, exude gratitude. It might be the only thing they have to give, and they have chosen to give it to you." ~Dean Jackson</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: medium;"></span></span> </div><div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: medium;"></span></span> </div><div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: medium;"><em>Wow!  That really touched my Heart and Soul!</em></span></span></div><div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: medium;"></span></span> </div><div align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"><span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: medium;"></span></span> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjva3i22N4bTFN7_qFqarj9Qpj0ub0Dv2x-jpYoormQgIzZ9KVx45GaCDN4XRpDPwbxxXfxvWkfo9xwLwMn2aXZ-RwehjiA8FUrxrbdrU7xVgvXl4UATfoOgxCGe4dGvxMQ96XlU6vcQQ4/s1600/111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjva3i22N4bTFN7_qFqarj9Qpj0ub0Dv2x-jpYoormQgIzZ9KVx45GaCDN4XRpDPwbxxXfxvWkfo9xwLwMn2aXZ-RwehjiA8FUrxrbdrU7xVgvXl4UATfoOgxCGe4dGvxMQ96XlU6vcQQ4/s640/111.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And I realized that I'm a Person of Great Sentiment and I HAVE chosen to particularly Cherish those types of Gifts from others, especially Children, and exude Gratitude, no matter how Odd or Quirky or Kitsch the object and I've Valued it for my own reasons.  But I never thought about that second and most important part of the Quote... that it might be the only thing they have to give... and they have Chosen to give it to <u>YOU</u>!!!  When you contemplate that Thought and Sentiment, how could you NOT Feel intensely Grateful and Truly Special?</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQPC7lC7GLubE5Uhrbim6YNbCkWZxw3SNw0IAujlhWNaMiCSX0N63q4AheocBNRZqeGdOkB_wJ-Oa_71NGVTUhhEn4t9a6IsJuLdbiNqTSpir8aEU-lcBxlhLcV6DjnUaww8o8XH1Siik/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQPC7lC7GLubE5Uhrbim6YNbCkWZxw3SNw0IAujlhWNaMiCSX0N63q4AheocBNRZqeGdOkB_wJ-Oa_71NGVTUhhEn4t9a6IsJuLdbiNqTSpir8aEU-lcBxlhLcV6DjnUaww8o8XH1Siik/s640/014.JPG" width="528" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>May an Attitude of Gratitude always prevail in your Lives my Friends... and you Celebrate who you Uniquely are and Whose you are... Merry Christmas from the Arizona Desert... Dawn... The Bohemian</em></div><div align="center"></div></div>

The Merry And The Macabre

Our Home has always been an Addams Family Style blend of the Merry and the Macabre co-existing together in complete Harmony.  To most that i...

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Piranha Shopping... Another Quirky Adventure...

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbeoNYqU282HBd7B78G1y_9jjlLz880mZQob6YuPo9rX7bG6f8kjimdYh81_3mfmZxLIWy_qjcWhT0ock0Rwns6PYOcFF0lt_tfkLCPycgWTR51JF6RNokGgLDvKlT1ZYn93uF4-JWmMUK/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbeoNYqU282HBd7B78G1y_9jjlLz880mZQob6YuPo9rX7bG6f8kjimdYh81_3mfmZxLIWy_qjcWhT0ock0Rwns6PYOcFF0lt_tfkLCPycgWTR51JF6RNokGgLDvKlT1ZYn93uF4-JWmMUK/s640/002.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div align="center">     <em>It's not as if we Intended to go Piranha Shopping... in fact, I can't remember any particular given Saturday Morning that I woke up and said to myself, "It's been a while since we've been Piranha Shopping, you wanna go?"  But, you know how these things happen... </em></div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjldzUQhykg-McODsaDAxJBu57f95dMpoFkkw-ZOzvHRE0-b39mGlFa8jP6AucqpQPGQVXTSzbR8kyc8UpOVgGs2YByrZpzI2yKV8DkUOcbxpamWSCXmJeUjlwZlzkuYVK2UDCdOcZVicuy/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjldzUQhykg-McODsaDAxJBu57f95dMpoFkkw-ZOzvHRE0-b39mGlFa8jP6AucqpQPGQVXTSzbR8kyc8UpOVgGs2YByrZpzI2yKV8DkUOcbxpamWSCXmJeUjlwZlzkuYVK2UDCdOcZVicuy/s640/001.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>And the Fact that nobody is Surprised when I do Shop for such things because it's Expected and 'Normal' for me... or when they see these types of Found Treasures and immediately think of me and say to themselves, "We must tell Dawn about this, she'll Love it!", is a Testimony of how well known my Quirky Eccentric Aesthetic is to those who know us and our preferred Style.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0bHDONs7G-eiwWfAaLqVMrPorYc0weOVxs08bregJQYVSE406DGIgSCRVX9FQPqLVTVe8B8R_0KggI6HpjLtkhRdF5j8hLeCjISX85zCalMqAYpKRcZRAPkY1u6ZaWSZUrh841_xY2ODN/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0bHDONs7G-eiwWfAaLqVMrPorYc0weOVxs08bregJQYVSE406DGIgSCRVX9FQPqLVTVe8B8R_0KggI6HpjLtkhRdF5j8hLeCjISX85zCalMqAYpKRcZRAPkY1u6ZaWSZUrh841_xY2ODN/s640/004.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>In fact, we often don't even have to seek this stuff out... IT finds us.  We had just finished Enjoying the Dealer Breakfast when Prince R Discovered the Piranha in one of the locked Cases and Excitedly came to get me because he knew I'd have to get it!  He Encouraged me to get it in fact, since the Sale was on and everything was 15% Off... you see, the G-Kid Force Love such things too.  Though a benign Prissy Shabby Chic reproduction Victorian Floor Lamp was labeled 'The Scary Lamp' by Princess T and had to be banished from Bohemian Valhalla because she wouldn't be in the same room with it... she was all over this Piranha, wanting to touch it and Delighted to feel how sharp it's Teeth were!  *LOL*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSm-BSLsLBi0NWVcKF2bLl3E6iH4zHI3eV6TLe8dOzpoKIK59Z45HtL-Ryl1h9QP31HqA_qWP98fFflBEsfauLzqnPLlbaLZvAL0HP25471erChUZU3_Ml12iY-0CCDhoSbUiJNnaqrJ9r/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSm-BSLsLBi0NWVcKF2bLl3E6iH4zHI3eV6TLe8dOzpoKIK59Z45HtL-Ryl1h9QP31HqA_qWP98fFflBEsfauLzqnPLlbaLZvAL0HP25471erChUZU3_Ml12iY-0CCDhoSbUiJNnaqrJ9r/s640/003.JPG" width="492" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>The G-Kid Force will probably even give him a Name since he is Real and was once Alive... and after the reluctant coerced Naming of her never Real Pug Purse "Mister Fluffy Pants", I can hardly wait to see what Princess T comes up with next?  What do you Suppose a Wednesday Addams Child might Name the Family Piranha?</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwF6bP4-QwilpumC8KV-hfV3yXXQGgWKRTrJMTm5p9Z-mhF-9IwCuzLMJ04rr5N_jha07zq7bTtnEyZ2JZpsx5PTvnPDepSXLzID2QjdBQCmmSnwhLmbIj8HGLd8zE4nf1OMj9htvmXBC0/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwF6bP4-QwilpumC8KV-hfV3yXXQGgWKRTrJMTm5p9Z-mhF-9IwCuzLMJ04rr5N_jha07zq7bTtnEyZ2JZpsx5PTvnPDepSXLzID2QjdBQCmmSnwhLmbIj8HGLd8zE4nf1OMj9htvmXBC0/s640/005.JPG" width="514" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>  </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>His temporary Vignette is here for the sole Purpose of Sharing him and putting him on Display so he doesn't get damaged... but eventually we'll seek out an adequate sized Base and Cloche, and a mini Crown or Tiara, to Showcase him more permanently and properly. </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV3xmVbezgSUwonu_o0Qr0XyBlHz-euPqslGl2YHGW3QsdmGKwQ4ZZJxXSeXsE6bJJDIpG79PYcFwQsnsR0wjWG_RY8UHSG8I2VK5r1vp3jEFY4-TfDYYGp8GjpA2jhxPKNeeJmCYxZMoZ/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV3xmVbezgSUwonu_o0Qr0XyBlHz-euPqslGl2YHGW3QsdmGKwQ4ZZJxXSeXsE6bJJDIpG79PYcFwQsnsR0wjWG_RY8UHSG8I2VK5r1vp3jEFY4-TfDYYGp8GjpA2jhxPKNeeJmCYxZMoZ/s640/006.JPG" width="504" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Right now I'm just Playing in this Computer Room with the Styling Options and moving things around constantly and changing it up almost daily since I still have to finish doing repairs to the Wall before I decide which Color I will paint it?  I'm leaning towards a Deep Red or Crimson.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><em> </em><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzvhq0EWsWjR93ZTUCDDW3Zgi88e_NZm7DYPQpraBpG6iCdIjjk3hgNH_wdLIvgvF72xT2OfMd0tDpXKa5K87Rx9JqUcdffBle8or1hVDtW_7StGTKqm3P5ltmS1jzVNUF9B7zGyNakoEX/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><em><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzvhq0EWsWjR93ZTUCDDW3Zgi88e_NZm7DYPQpraBpG6iCdIjjk3hgNH_wdLIvgvF72xT2OfMd0tDpXKa5K87Rx9JqUcdffBle8or1hVDtW_7StGTKqm3P5ltmS1jzVNUF9B7zGyNakoEX/s640/028.JPG" width="480" /></em></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>I liked the Color of the Walls in this Showroom because it's close to the Shade I had in mind for that Wall and gave me an Idea of how it might look in this Room.  This Vendor has a Similar Style and Aesthetic to mine so I Love Shopping in her Showroom.  In fact, that Dress Form really Wants to come Home with me and I do have a Birthday coming up soon... so maybe a Dress Form Adoption is in Order, we'll wait and see... *Winks*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc4HMFJ0_MOuG25uI-MZtrAKF8A0gwJT6YutATdV5kdBd2y4SjJ98UTbuArmtCZ14xwsf6-fH040a2r7DKgCxrhjKNbrlEYu5edNnBeKYUekxf2e3kJRR-WaLJ2ikY0EfC8I78CIMFN5TM/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><em><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc4HMFJ0_MOuG25uI-MZtrAKF8A0gwJT6YutATdV5kdBd2y4SjJ98UTbuArmtCZ14xwsf6-fH040a2r7DKgCxrhjKNbrlEYu5edNnBeKYUekxf2e3kJRR-WaLJ2ikY0EfC8I78CIMFN5TM/s640/029.JPG" width="500" /></em></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>I just Love the Color Combo of this particular Dress Form, it's Unique, but Pricey and not within Budget so there would have to be a Special Occassion to Justify taking up a Collection for it ... but I digress...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEgLV6cyG-8GCrFWbc41gfFjE-LnAzcsIIn73g3EKJslBHvquuUoplVA3b2fnX_1I0L5nG2WvZFKikG2CYg-Nzx8aDu2ayvQooZ-2V81a07KcK6S2pjp9OIody769H79QPxxv6ovi9EaL7/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEgLV6cyG-8GCrFWbc41gfFjE-LnAzcsIIn73g3EKJslBHvquuUoplVA3b2fnX_1I0L5nG2WvZFKikG2CYg-Nzx8aDu2ayvQooZ-2V81a07KcK6S2pjp9OIody769H79QPxxv6ovi9EaL7/s640/003.JPG" width="580" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Piranha Shopping was much more Fun anyway... and much more Economical than Dress Form Shopping... and Qualifies as another Quirky Adventure of Serendipity where an Oddity found US and made his way into our Cabinet Of Curiosities at Bohemian Valhalla...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>*******</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCRzmxdz2Aw9FAo2r4ta_WSfrXK8Pd_3GAeRFzb9miluiatGg3U53k5TnN54o6WaKobX1sgMwP3lBv9BHkv9WfgHTpmfgyt3CirLghmf1af-gTsalIC-C2F2cYWol-nYVSZ-XKgu8ENGbe/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCRzmxdz2Aw9FAo2r4ta_WSfrXK8Pd_3GAeRFzb9miluiatGg3U53k5TnN54o6WaKobX1sgMwP3lBv9BHkv9WfgHTpmfgyt3CirLghmf1af-gTsalIC-C2F2cYWol-nYVSZ-XKgu8ENGbe/s640/015.JPG" width="590" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And Today I'm Celebrating for another Reason as well as a very Successful Weekend of Shopping for Nest Feathering </em><em>and 'Pickin' for the Showrooms... SCHOOL STARTED THIS MORNING! *Can I get a Whoop-Whoop!?!*  Color these Grandparents Happy!!!  And the G-Kid Force are Excited too, even tho' they abhor having to ditch Fashionable Wardrobe and wear the boring School Uniforms again.  And figure out and Connive ways to Personalize the 'Stepford-Like Ensemble' of wearing Uniforms without risking pushing boundaries too far outside of the Box and being sent Home or to Detention by New Teachers?!?  Well, at least for Wardrobe Infractions anyways... for one reason or another we ALWAYS get to know the Detention Teacher as if it's an Elective Class!!!  *Winks*  But Honestly, they couldn't possibly be more Excited than WE are that School has resumed!   Now... lets have a Moment Of Silence and Prayer for their Teachers shall we... the Poor Souls!  At "Meet The Teacher Night" those that don't know and didn't hear the Forewarnings and Reps of what was coming their way in the way of The Force were lulled into a sense of False Security by their Cute Innocent looking Faces and Deceptive Charm...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYOC_hQHO09eVxUEVLgYZL38ECRcf_0D9CjEaCeCVHds1qc0EBNAORi14qugbypm2uKSv7JSj6qAc5ziEgzHARu-CmHCwDjxFG24is1kExxzOJ9YHuz9I3XrrXTfYuxt2aL5fbSNQTZVUG/s1600/041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYOC_hQHO09eVxUEVLgYZL38ECRcf_0D9CjEaCeCVHds1qc0EBNAORi14qugbypm2uKSv7JSj6qAc5ziEgzHARu-CmHCwDjxFG24is1kExxzOJ9YHuz9I3XrrXTfYuxt2aL5fbSNQTZVUG/s640/041.JPG" width="606" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Yes... be Afraid... be <u>very</u> Afraid!!!  *Smiles*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Blessings from the Arizona Desert... 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Piranha Shopping... Another Quirky Adventure...

          It's not as if we Intended to go Piranha Shopping... in fact, I can't remember any particular given Saturday Morning that ...

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Evolution In Progress

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBvGkjVe2hfeyz2IRs2Xwyv478Gcp7kROyDlqzImztWp6KF_mKguC5K54NfcIJBrTXqTzRSixNd4nFmOyv4NzbAxHqH2VZgPv6CXMdfNo8ngOWNd7tOUN-scpJBie2YlH1qK5rDkvlx-rz/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="492" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBvGkjVe2hfeyz2IRs2Xwyv478Gcp7kROyDlqzImztWp6KF_mKguC5K54NfcIJBrTXqTzRSixNd4nFmOyv4NzbAxHqH2VZgPv6CXMdfNo8ngOWNd7tOUN-scpJBie2YlH1qK5rDkvlx-rz/s640/006.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center"><em>{My Gator Baby Princess awaiting her Perfect Cloche...}</em></div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><em>As the Great Edit and Purge Continues at Bohemian Valhalla, our Home is also going through a Metamorphosis and an Evolution is in progress yet again.  As I'm Curating my Collections and only keeping or purchasing that which I absolutely LOVE, I see myself moving more towards the Style that is at my absolute Core and is less and less Influenced by Outside Sources, no matter how Inspiring, Beautiful or Trending they might be.  </em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidXdEXpTvmZ-dw6czk7AeTL-og6lsd9Ec30P5tbcskuU_7GnlHbk4ON7CYN-Ec2Hl2hU35nRpaRfQIpbcn0LWiS90-AdLOgR8GmxrZOM5QOGGOOSTpm1TtsptPns0XbTLCzgoC-YwhFmJr/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidXdEXpTvmZ-dw6czk7AeTL-og6lsd9Ec30P5tbcskuU_7GnlHbk4ON7CYN-Ec2Hl2hU35nRpaRfQIpbcn0LWiS90-AdLOgR8GmxrZOM5QOGGOOSTpm1TtsptPns0XbTLCzgoC-YwhFmJr/s640/021.JPG" width="522" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div align="center"><em>Practicality is also being thrown out the window, though you must keep Function in a Home where you're Raising a Family, I'm tired of keeping things Practical!  When you get to my Season of Life you're not so concerned anymore whether something is useful, appropriate, sensible, and likely to be effective... I'd rather Style with reckless Abandon and what I LOVE regardless of Practicality now.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMzPSXnxp10nq_6p_eAe62QLVchRKBp6EQq2WnuUT1UAeSSuOi15i22q6O4JIUG15g33T5_RLEw7tCrM0ndZAlh7q_XlP80ADLcwkxqVwMuNL1nt5tMN99Xd8FlEzJqxRQ7Bpl-D-zL1yu/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMzPSXnxp10nq_6p_eAe62QLVchRKBp6EQq2WnuUT1UAeSSuOi15i22q6O4JIUG15g33T5_RLEw7tCrM0ndZAlh7q_XlP80ADLcwkxqVwMuNL1nt5tMN99Xd8FlEzJqxRQ7Bpl-D-zL1yu/s640/010.JPG" width="558" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>As I'm moving from room to room... and back again... severely Editing and Purging the contents until I'm Satisfied with the Results and Letting Go of what isn't Loved to Death, I'm having Fun Playing with the Vignettes of what is left.  And I'm liking that even though it's much Less than it was before... it's becoming more Refined and 'Me' to my Core!</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgliu6BqMXy5F6xrS3iCXIQd9etuNs8JPDMeLEpAgg9q17QxDZ2vtIhIEdLtrfNoZfOnkoy20SHFFvkALjS7jB2g2phFR0tX-OazsLaEzF-TuDk5TaXwjjV7PqEK60w4I8ubghZJugv3LGM/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgliu6BqMXy5F6xrS3iCXIQd9etuNs8JPDMeLEpAgg9q17QxDZ2vtIhIEdLtrfNoZfOnkoy20SHFFvkALjS7jB2g2phFR0tX-OazsLaEzF-TuDk5TaXwjjV7PqEK60w4I8ubghZJugv3LGM/s640/007.JPG" width="530" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Objects aren't Competing so much with each other when there has been an Evolution where the Excess has been banished, leaving behind only that which should Survive the Process and I Feel is Worthy of Caring for.  It has the Desired Curated rather than the Cluttered look, which certainly is Refreshing and much easier to take care of.   I'm Surprised actually at how much has been Effortless to Let Go of... and even more Surprised at what Strong Attachments I've Formed to others that just Naturally Compliment each other rather than Compete for Space!</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiivCn4OoHFv1bt3qmumr5v33Ivdlci6kj_33cYB2IwOwfTkNbUrYFSxlX1y4ssDRSFgashbJ_0iUDZVGYG0zy4TfqxkwhStv4BwKNJVsQIW9PU4Kf8x4ATGa9uvClZXBBQzJZmauaYq9kq/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="528" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiivCn4OoHFv1bt3qmumr5v33Ivdlci6kj_33cYB2IwOwfTkNbUrYFSxlX1y4ssDRSFgashbJ_0iUDZVGYG0zy4TfqxkwhStv4BwKNJVsQIW9PU4Kf8x4ATGa9uvClZXBBQzJZmauaYq9kq/s640/002.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>I do Believe that when something is Truly 'Your Heart' in Style or Fashion, then for you it just looks and Feels Right Together and Abides, doesn't it?  I want our Home to be 'That Place' now... I've Experimented a lot over the Years with different Styles and Objects that Visually Appealed to me or Inspired me for a Season.  But I found that I lost Interest because they weren't 'My Heart' and Core to me Personally.  They were Frivolous and Fun to Introduce and then Move On from... I think a lot of Artistic Souls are like that... we'll try anything once, twice if we like it!  *Winks*  Because for us Variety Truly is the Spice of Life and we like to Experience New Things and Expose ourselves to New Environments and Adventures in Style, Artistic Expression and Fashion.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi71k1LtyprBhPWOI0TrDz3kJKmwR7c7A2zHn9RkApHuiHkGOjzu_EvFnc2XKo_HKAyxJMW_UA5tWhxc-GRA9ctyf0SjLbVgTCN4wOrR4R9EQdrrsicsMIJO9qWNl5YPk56ScyIW6oqyDbL/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi71k1LtyprBhPWOI0TrDz3kJKmwR7c7A2zHn9RkApHuiHkGOjzu_EvFnc2XKo_HKAyxJMW_UA5tWhxc-GRA9ctyf0SjLbVgTCN4wOrR4R9EQdrrsicsMIJO9qWNl5YPk56ScyIW6oqyDbL/s640/019.JPG" width="548" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>But for me at least there are always those Core Attractions that I keep coming Back to and are Deeper for some Mysterious Reason and so the Attachment and Preference for them is Stronger and Abides... it isn't Fleeting.   I Adored it way back when, from as far back as I can Remember... and I Still Adore it Now all these Decades Later... more than Half a Century Later in fact and that's very Telling I think because it's a very long Time!!!  *LOL*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY4yBmcJbutn6jRbFZfjOZ_rvAtVaeYKTZaZ-5zaw2rnqSZ-nLpKhHSacQMbdn-mCkOze9YVgDQUvnyzAYcfX8DN4e-ZiuCyHeyBLQlNTQu-eN7ykhceqRMF0N2Ju2g9FVUQ8J8Tmjt0Ep/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="638" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY4yBmcJbutn6jRbFZfjOZ_rvAtVaeYKTZaZ-5zaw2rnqSZ-nLpKhHSacQMbdn-mCkOze9YVgDQUvnyzAYcfX8DN4e-ZiuCyHeyBLQlNTQu-eN7ykhceqRMF0N2Ju2g9FVUQ8J8Tmjt0Ep/s640/021.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Black has always been my Favorite Color... well, Non-Color I suppose... and I've always liked it coupled with Vivid Jewel Tones and Sepia.   Sepia is perhaps the most Organic Hue that I've ALWAYS had a Strong Attachment to, though I couldn't go with a complete Sepia or Black Space because I doubt I could Live without Color in my World... Saturated Hues of Color in fact.  I'm LOVING that Old Photo I recently 'Scored' of the Kimona clad Bohemian Beauty smoking, because it SO reminds me of my Mom in her Youth... that's how she always looked... Exotic, Stylish, Elegant and yet Free-Spirited.  Mom rarely Experimented with Style... her's was a Constant of only what was LOVED and at her Core... she stayed very True to that for a Lifetime and that was somewhat of an Epiphany for Yours Truly... maybe that's why Mom's Home was ALWAYS her very Essence!!!</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJryOIQnFsR-7XLwiNvNFyZ7Iyly2_3Y21iEj5kCTHPieGNg0QKqfgMHT_wd8XYu_jHQ4_Ryexzl2GNt9ZliwSeufdRBZcqCgGzhYRiXqY60ssRWKyI-JCIo-rudzfL18oElonJELJyckT/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="502" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJryOIQnFsR-7XLwiNvNFyZ7Iyly2_3Y21iEj5kCTHPieGNg0QKqfgMHT_wd8XYu_jHQ4_Ryexzl2GNt9ZliwSeufdRBZcqCgGzhYRiXqY60ssRWKyI-JCIo-rudzfL18oElonJELJyckT/s640/016.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>I can't always say that about our Home, I've so often Experimented and had Fun with Style, Collections, Themes and Fashion, but to a point where it wasn't at all MY very Essence... sometimes it wasn't even ME on any level!!!  And so the Love Affair with the Look was very fleeting because it just didn't Feel Right even though often it Looked Awesome and there was certainly nothing Wrong with it... other than it wasn't Beloved at all.  So I could so easily banish it and start with a Blank Canvas once again when the Whim to Experiment with something else overtook me!  *Smiles*  But Now is Different... the Evolution in Progress seems to Dictate that I go back to Core Loves and a Style that is the very Essence of me... FINALLY... and just Rest in it, because it's the most Comfortable, Authentic and Comforting to me... I can Relate to it and really be Strongly Attached.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpJ_6ROYx_R4m-b3NdRXy80TUCo1B7NDhBblQn3apJr6iJJ1QTxCYPvmIT-os6ml2lHuo-6aAInraijfvoXAl_khBACdHsb8iKcV9IewP_mEBVqoA3VMO98l0HnDcKngM4yX6BXx0z8S79/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="494" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpJ_6ROYx_R4m-b3NdRXy80TUCo1B7NDhBblQn3apJr6iJJ1QTxCYPvmIT-os6ml2lHuo-6aAInraijfvoXAl_khBACdHsb8iKcV9IewP_mEBVqoA3VMO98l0HnDcKngM4yX6BXx0z8S79/s640/017.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>So a lot of Art is coming off the Walls and being Replaced with the likes of this Beauty I recently 'Scored' and Absolutely is how I'd LOVE a Room in Bohemian Valhalla to end up Mirroring because that is SOOOOOO Perfectly ME on the Canvas of my Imagination of Style Perfection!  It is HUGE and I wasn't even certain it would fit the Wall I had in mind for it or even fit in the Interior of my Truck on the Monsoon stormy day I bought it?!?  *Smiles*  But marked down to only Forty bucks from a Hundred and Forty bucks... and being Divinely Perfect... I was willing to risk it!  I could Imagine myself in this Room... it Invites me into the Canvas!</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiyentF53U2vTlQIskCBziTEUKnX_kzQ7TtIv6LMpjYcDdUH8p8hdNKEkxHqCLU_s3fu9QvC1Hz-6vQn7KTSTG1jtaZfMPaKdXXTq3KFVdsSmIMf7zO3Cgq7o19IjPrno2jvt7odby4cok/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="526" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiyentF53U2vTlQIskCBziTEUKnX_kzQ7TtIv6LMpjYcDdUH8p8hdNKEkxHqCLU_s3fu9QvC1Hz-6vQn7KTSTG1jtaZfMPaKdXXTq3KFVdsSmIMf7zO3Cgq7o19IjPrno2jvt7odby4cok/s640/022.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Every Detail was Perfectly ME in this Room in fact... and so I Reflected and Meditated upon that Fact and why no Room of my Home currently Mirrored that Fact in Real Life as well as this Painting did?  Was it just to Accommodate the Family and Function or Practicality?  Or had I also just gone Astray and been Moved to bring in Beauty and Found Treasures that just caught my Eye or needed Rescuing by an Avid Keeper Of The Past, but which didn't Captivate and Connect to my Soul over the Years?  I came to the Conclusion it was a blend of both.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRxtSSv1BoV3qFDr5bC5HCtbWZ0j4T8pE9sn89SN7I3y4HeSpx-098yRsdm7FmmFjAJg8odE_cbyFdwd5eWg5feapdVma3L-1e4C0uW0otimgnuAAPwmhhY0cpVkhti9FTw2adkQBDLLUy/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRxtSSv1BoV3qFDr5bC5HCtbWZ0j4T8pE9sn89SN7I3y4HeSpx-098yRsdm7FmmFjAJg8odE_cbyFdwd5eWg5feapdVma3L-1e4C0uW0otimgnuAAPwmhhY0cpVkhti9FTw2adkQBDLLUy/s640/023.JPG" width="514" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And now that I've got sufficient Retail Spaces to Pass Along that which should Move Out of Bohemian Valhalla... I can... and that's very Exciting to me really since the Evolution In Progress is long overdue and I've actually been Secretly Longing for.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuGWDbCK1-V41DGCJcXCgIGEac2MkBdxuP_ulkHyQ5gvzaV7a9a45tu_iAu3iaYk1spm1DBbee3oNqtJSGSXTomVuYyQrzCqn1pMRvc-M1mVhLGEdA6FESn7bVGrBgFGWx13vWreU_J-7F/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuGWDbCK1-V41DGCJcXCgIGEac2MkBdxuP_ulkHyQ5gvzaV7a9a45tu_iAu3iaYk1spm1DBbee3oNqtJSGSXTomVuYyQrzCqn1pMRvc-M1mVhLGEdA6FESn7bVGrBgFGWx13vWreU_J-7F/s640/024.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>It's no longer going to be an 'After I get the Kid's Raised' Time-Line... because after Raising Two Generations of Kids now I Realize we just have to Make It Work WHILE Raising Youngsters.  After all, Morticia and Gomez didn't wait until Wednesday and Pugsley were GROWN before they had that Great House did they?  *Winks*   I know, they weren't Real, but they COULD have been a Real Quirky Family, just like us... and I ALWAYS wanted my Home to look like that... I Fantasized about it FOREVER in fact!  My Room looked like that when I was Growing Up at my Parent's Home... but I just didn't always Translate it into my own Homes and Spaces once I Grew Up... and that's a Shame really since it was an Abiding Love Affair with that particular Style and Sensibility. </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvDVaumk-y6fxxxRiOK5i56iZY44QJsodae0K-KHYSG86UzeyvzvaEou-O2jjFiGZ-saxHG8KE7RYPxpmhws2cCiF76T7cA9xbYnvNaYAv4IVrJTsYPG1n9aJtMWG2AM_rptVG__vdDnRd/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvDVaumk-y6fxxxRiOK5i56iZY44QJsodae0K-KHYSG86UzeyvzvaEou-O2jjFiGZ-saxHG8KE7RYPxpmhws2cCiF76T7cA9xbYnvNaYAv4IVrJTsYPG1n9aJtMWG2AM_rptVG__vdDnRd/s640/026.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Sure, I had a LOT of Fun Flirting with other Styles, Fashions and Aesthetics so there's no total Regrets going on here, they all Served a Purpose during their Time... but I do want to be able to say that I did Accomplish the Dream and make the Fantasy a Reality in this Lifetime... and I Believe that Time is Now because it's Beckoning to me so Strongly at this Season of Life.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuc-B2hPP0jS3Jhltemz_MPgNpQGnU0iur23Zs1p88Juhn7K1VGWO8Y8dDmqvBVppVZK27zgng5hrH7IcWrS5q4IQFy1PWpG5Q2akH68hhnsxlHLmfE4Fp0kciW1VOTOTnM2lhEfTqXVxq/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuc-B2hPP0jS3Jhltemz_MPgNpQGnU0iur23Zs1p88Juhn7K1VGWO8Y8dDmqvBVppVZK27zgng5hrH7IcWrS5q4IQFy1PWpG5Q2akH68hhnsxlHLmfE4Fp0kciW1VOTOTnM2lhEfTqXVxq/s640/025.JPG" width="472" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And so... I'm moving Towards it... one step at a time as the Metamorphosis and Evolution of Bohemian Valhalla continues along that Path and Destiny it was perhaps ALWAYS Meant to Finish at as the Final Destination...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnXRClB-XByMmNsaoA_qIvB_fumzZabeiGdrEFp8Kduemxez7_3lac8Um1vgK2mU5YZiHgGRXulI5SQbCdZSGfmlc9s8DWKYUjEJ7tlQznFyWnRwt__dK-m9XrqnnAS6IhKYV1Cg_JLcGF/s1600/136816877643123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnXRClB-XByMmNsaoA_qIvB_fumzZabeiGdrEFp8Kduemxez7_3lac8Um1vgK2mU5YZiHgGRXulI5SQbCdZSGfmlc9s8DWKYUjEJ7tlQznFyWnRwt__dK-m9XrqnnAS6IhKYV1Cg_JLcGF/s640/136816877643123.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Blessings from the Arizona Desert... 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Evolution In Progress

{My Gator Baby Princess awaiting her Perfect Cloche...}  As the Great Edit and Purge Continues at Bohemian Valhalla, our Home is also going...

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Say Hello To My Little Friends...

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLpZikwggvs-zZBdhzyFQomJKVGtBHqRXiMwXadeAHd58bnLnCG67otK91NIIDqWKzQx8W9diMyutP-j1vvgFX2osJ5y19hPGcYa_nIgOKSnoCOMnt-ur4ryOrVqZ6yFvOUXQ7aSQuHMDn/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="634" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLpZikwggvs-zZBdhzyFQomJKVGtBHqRXiMwXadeAHd58bnLnCG67otK91NIIDqWKzQx8W9diMyutP-j1vvgFX2osJ5y19hPGcYa_nIgOKSnoCOMnt-ur4ryOrVqZ6yFvOUXQ7aSQuHMDn/s640/006.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Even though I had to Work the Morning of the 4th of July the entire day went Wonderfully!  We were so busy it was better than a Workout at the Gym, I don't think I've broken that much of a Sweat using the Treadmill at the Gym in fact!  *LOL*  My Sales on the first day of the 4th of July Event exceeded my Expectations and the New Showroom was very well Received.  So if the next three days of the Event go as well... can you say 'Cha-Ching'!?!  *Winks*  And of coarse I did some Shopping once I got off my Shift... 15% Off is very Enticing after all to add to one's own Collections!  *Smiles*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP4GnNekzs39KI2wxojtqC1SGbXOboAJ94VSexBDGY8dcYE5ajbm4mJ0QjVsqiioaxwPtP9abC77O8OYbd2F8jZWrxQh63ztzKyF5cT8QgZCeGrSbQjs8lrDyq0xLHrwW0hNJd3RzUUrp8/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP4GnNekzs39KI2wxojtqC1SGbXOboAJ94VSexBDGY8dcYE5ajbm4mJ0QjVsqiioaxwPtP9abC77O8OYbd2F8jZWrxQh63ztzKyF5cT8QgZCeGrSbQjs8lrDyq0xLHrwW0hNJd3RzUUrp8/s640/003.JPG" width="520" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Though I haven't unwrapped and Photographed any of it yet, there was a New Dealer that had what seemed like an entire Mad Scientist Laboratorie of Vintage Beakers and Vintage Pharmacy Apothecary Jars at Killer prices, even before the Discount... so I practically cleaned out his Case!  *Smiles*  I'll be one of that Guy's Best Customers if he keeps Sourcing that type of Inventory!!!  If that's what he's got in his Case, I can only Imagine what his Home might hold?!?  Don't you often Wonder what your Favorite Dealer's Homes and Studios might look like and hold?</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyYz0xHnuigRedkk3MhXLbwrfvyZXFSwNb0hLh_VjwKiINq9VZUI6CrfKPd57-behBbILffIHwoPF4ATW9XEuVYJxTUCjN0ibWMHZ-CCVzlzPo_Jg9QIgk_Pm05Olf5OxbuKTEsVAIkVZ8/s1600/137300273235746.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyYz0xHnuigRedkk3MhXLbwrfvyZXFSwNb0hLh_VjwKiINq9VZUI6CrfKPd57-behBbILffIHwoPF4ATW9XEuVYJxTUCjN0ibWMHZ-CCVzlzPo_Jg9QIgk_Pm05Olf5OxbuKTEsVAIkVZ8/s640/137300273235746.jpg" width="520" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div align="center"><em>And of coarse I hit my Friends Myko and Brett's New Showroom to 'Score' that Baby Javelina Skully, one of the Adorable 1909 Antique Postcards with Kittens, and a Sea Fan.</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEvQgUv3xqUHD5M4lNsfUZ2T8iRiAlXHFqwrWVS9wcVdPiEU34j9zrZgWLrerb68Lb6ENgu28HAiGx60lGmL9xeISzyup5ahHBM1X-UN5YkzqsHFu1Eiuufr_NRGn4lFGmpIbWqtzeOL4x/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEvQgUv3xqUHD5M4lNsfUZ2T8iRiAlXHFqwrWVS9wcVdPiEU34j9zrZgWLrerb68Lb6ENgu28HAiGx60lGmL9xeISzyup5ahHBM1X-UN5YkzqsHFu1Eiuufr_NRGn4lFGmpIbWqtzeOL4x/s640/010.JPG" width="542" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>The Javelina Skully had been wanting to come Home with me ever since I saw it in Myko's Lovely Cloche Display.  And I was Delighted that she Offered the Option of pieces of the Display as Separates or in it's Entirety. Because though I would have Loved to have bought the Whole Display, it was easier on the Budget to buy just a couple of pieces separately and Create my own Cloche Display... especially since I'd bought half a Laboratorie already!  *LOL* </em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizh2okwqLKKCNISsuN84tFVpMzo5WOc2EAMD5l08SYW_SNe3u7WNVBbnATkQDGzixxincjwXcgPLpHp9QSqif-KNSTcZ2Hwzb1wtrEhQ_2TvjxUI4wg7r93dEWAKrSKeUdFM2K1vDcF4M5/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizh2okwqLKKCNISsuN84tFVpMzo5WOc2EAMD5l08SYW_SNe3u7WNVBbnATkQDGzixxincjwXcgPLpHp9QSqif-KNSTcZ2Hwzb1wtrEhQ_2TvjxUI4wg7r93dEWAKrSKeUdFM2K1vDcF4M5/s640/011.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I was a bit Grieved though that during the Madness of the Opening Day of the Sale that someone had broken one of the wee Skully's Teeth... so it will need some Dawn The Dentist Restoration Work.  *Smiles*  I was Relieved that though the Sea Fan is Fragile too, it suffered no damage.  *Whew*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVCAmjdx4q1eSmHkqo9vzZUJ-67IYSqu033060_zu4YMGpcqKPtFa8goWapzqgTBECIie8SvMv0BlWEwfPI3xW45zeD7UcTd1-g-FkHo2Yd_9N89BYS2iCN7_e16P5SDFqm-pZyFW-6Urs/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVCAmjdx4q1eSmHkqo9vzZUJ-67IYSqu033060_zu4YMGpcqKPtFa8goWapzqgTBECIie8SvMv0BlWEwfPI3xW45zeD7UcTd1-g-FkHo2Yd_9N89BYS2iCN7_e16P5SDFqm-pZyFW-6Urs/s640/001.JPG" width="524" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So here's a peek at the Vignette I came up with once I got Home.  Actually I had a Big Surprise waiting for me when I got Home from Work... The Son and his Girlfriend had decided to give The Man and I a Respite and Break for the 4th of July and take the G-Kid Force to her House for a couple of days and to see the Fireworks in the East Valley!!!   So that will be a Special Treat for them and meant that The Man and I could have a 4th of July Date Night!!!  *Can I get a Whoop-Whoop!?*</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em> </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXxfIa7b_W-ukWyRIlJ6KuvgGp_TbDLWtv3qVMeKLbhCibMKH-83wIB4bie-l12-AaCn3j7nUR-TRuIsy54RnST-wgIMmf6VZqPYxU5RJlE_4nY_dYKE3yQH8cznYgy1XS1wCmTrrN-qxs/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXxfIa7b_W-ukWyRIlJ6KuvgGp_TbDLWtv3qVMeKLbhCibMKH-83wIB4bie-l12-AaCn3j7nUR-TRuIsy54RnST-wgIMmf6VZqPYxU5RJlE_4nY_dYKE3yQH8cznYgy1XS1wCmTrrN-qxs/s640/009.JPG" width="600" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So after my Shopping Spree we went out to Dinner at one of our Fav Mexican Restaurants... and then Harkin's Theaters were Generously Offering Free Passes to Veterans on the 4th of July to see "WHITEHOUSE DOWN"... which was very good by the way... and definitely the type of flick The Man Enjoys, plenty of Action... and since he Worked at the White House while he was in the Marine Corps. he likes to check these Hollywood plots and things for Accuracy!  *LOL*  They should Hire him as a Consultant in fact!  *Winks*</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-pdJgtkPbr41c3-3Q0eyrtcWMKmcqq60xhJq06LmrAN2VbwLsmDBv9v__ytaAXJy4BBDBUj7Yv7qgjJwpLo0KsbnaWIB60h1DqCqPGj3QGVUMv7QR2fDl-J066z_miH7z7v6IQAXxkjfe/s640/012.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And after I got Home from the Fireworks of coarse I had to Play with Styling and Photographing my New Vignettes!  You know how it is when you get New Stuff... you've got to Play with your Found Treasures like a Kid with a New Toy!  *Smiles*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioGwaql1-nLxLXOWQwPaWoUD9vwX1GQlK8084A9iZpLoqZcqnGqBghYWR_NBP2VXO1cgtujE82nRfLsnVqM6d9k72kREi7fXF8KEN8EfTFiiQJmgIMJNEUiVrtjOgi72-jLw4kp23iiGJu/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioGwaql1-nLxLXOWQwPaWoUD9vwX1GQlK8084A9iZpLoqZcqnGqBghYWR_NBP2VXO1cgtujE82nRfLsnVqM6d9k72kREi7fXF8KEN8EfTFiiQJmgIMJNEUiVrtjOgi72-jLw4kp23iiGJu/s640/013.JPG" width="560" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Sure, I shouldda been Pricing Inventory to bring in Friday Morning to replace and replenish the Showrooms for all that I'd Sold... but it was more Fun to Play and just Relax... since the House was QUIET!!!  Do you know how RARE the Sound of Silence is around Bohemian Valhalla?!?  To Play uninterrupted with my Stuff and Blog without an Audience looking over my shoulder?!?  *Winks*  Yeah, Color me Happy!!!</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Dawn... The Bohemian</em></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /> </div>

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    Even though I had to Work the Morning of the 4th of July the entire day went Wonderfully!  We were so busy it was better than a Workout ...

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