Truth Be Told... The Rant...

<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/AVvXsEjav1bldyaiyzSYmZQTssDUqOtJpJ-ve60g8mFZVYHcy1d41ANoAZk78_yhFHZjIrCTq7zNopQfaZH_OkzgnUUcR8R_xrPYyDIuLp4ZZwGSZq9XmFQym6ymJeCATdoX4C7clhP6DGhPoK8/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="566" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjav1bldyaiyzSYmZQTssDUqOtJpJ-ve60g8mFZVYHcy1d41ANoAZk78_yhFHZjIrCTq7zNopQfaZH_OkzgnUUcR8R_xrPYyDIuLp4ZZwGSZq9XmFQym6ymJeCATdoX4C7clhP6DGhPoK8/s640/020.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>For those of you who come for inspiration and the pretty pictures... you would be Golden to ignore the text today. *LOL*  Seriously... this is my DISCLAIMER portion of the Post! *Winks*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>I want my Blog to be a thing of Beauty and Passions... primarily my Love affair of Found Treasures, all things Old & leading a Bohemian Lifestyle... but also keeping it 'Real'.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And that can mean the occassional Rant...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></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/AVvXsEg3JZ28c7zTSzaIUa4fqBjg0J2m8JQdzveSCGZHcktdRL0QSAKmBX36KlsyM8ur8DeOeshgMbdu6oFRKB2wIJ7tsTzMTpDyoAEA-7qu6y1n3W70twWOX9ukaYXaMjHpSJNVjE40CT2E-YY/s1600/047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3JZ28c7zTSzaIUa4fqBjg0J2m8JQdzveSCGZHcktdRL0QSAKmBX36KlsyM8ur8DeOeshgMbdu6oFRKB2wIJ7tsTzMTpDyoAEA-7qu6y1n3W70twWOX9ukaYXaMjHpSJNVjE40CT2E-YY/s640/047.JPG" t8="true" width="534" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Yep it's true... sometimes there's even trouble in Paradise! *Smiles*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Truth be told, not everyone loves all that is Old... actually in this Familia... I'm the only one. The rest would just as soon have everything new and a lot less work or creative living.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Yeah, "creative living" is what I choose to call it when you 'make do'... and work around issues and things that aren't yet up to par and are a Labor Of Love...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp04eCu0vrRVewML2UKa4b8j87tHUEtSSl8OHZEF2YiC_BxnP5JMhunXQZi_QUekTBHae4BGmbsUfMAmqEMSOCUjbolSuhfq293p_3qcxhl1ntG4kmi_hEcQYG9DU17gJFEwSN_BCqUm0/s1600/058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="618" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp04eCu0vrRVewML2UKa4b8j87tHUEtSSl8OHZEF2YiC_BxnP5JMhunXQZi_QUekTBHae4BGmbsUfMAmqEMSOCUjbolSuhfq293p_3qcxhl1ntG4kmi_hEcQYG9DU17gJFEwSN_BCqUm0/s640/058.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>So the rest indulge my Passion for it and tolerate it... but it's not their thing.  And when you have a Love of Old you accept that Old things often have fragility or deferred maintenance or need restoration or upcycling... it just comes with the territory.  But those without that Love, well, they see it in an entirely different light... *Winks*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And so, I spend a great deal of wasted time waiting for help in those areas that require more than one older Woman to perform... or more resources than are available... and reconciling myself to the reality that in fact, that help is very likely not coming.  So, if I don't do it... well, it's not gonna get done... ever... and that can be discouraging and disheartening.  But it was MY choice to live in my Historic affordable Dream Home and fill it with the Love of Old... and I'm tenacious about living out that Dream... because that's how I roll... and I do in fact LOVE this ole' House and what I choose to surround myself with... even in it's state of disrepair and waiting on Miracles...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirPPRXQkI7KxqOZxxvALb5QkSy3nTI4nOT5F_gEtTuVGbJxuCYwL6QOEobaiiKIVdewqlFDnv9Lo3z6DJhZRlJiNTy1ARUS4yVhF1Wnf3YL7C-wP9xkU3E9clicFru8qygO5zG7d3l01Q/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/AVvXsEirPPRXQkI7KxqOZxxvALb5QkSy3nTI4nOT5F_gEtTuVGbJxuCYwL6QOEobaiiKIVdewqlFDnv9Lo3z6DJhZRlJiNTy1ARUS4yVhF1Wnf3YL7C-wP9xkU3E9clicFru8qygO5zG7d3l01Q/s640/001.JPG" t8="true" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And often my dilemma is that my priorities and energies are directed towards Single Grand Parenting the wee ones most of the year, as they should be... because I'm in complete agreement with the Sage Wisdom of Financial Guru Suze Orman, "People first, then money, then things."  Truer words were never spoken as to how priorities should be IMO. </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And so... when I get ready to tackle a big project... OR ANY project for that matter... I'm often facing this kind of challenge... <strong><span style="color: #cc0000;">see above photo</span></strong>. *LOL*  Notice the disparity and telltale Warning signs... Skulls and Crossbones on the ensemble, rubberized faux spiked Punk Slave bracelet mixed with the unlikely word "Sweet", unkempt locks and THAT expression! *LMAO*  Yeah, she dressed herself this day... the Beast Princess... and when it's gonna be one of THOSE days... forget about getting very much done in the way of restoration, deferred maintenance projects, creating a Dream Space, cleaning, editing, purging, having a Life... or whatever WAS on the Agenda... NOT GONNA HAPPEN!!!  And she has a Tag Team Partner... the Prince R... so I don't stand a chance...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgikk18G7WjLmO0ITwOGmkTHBNlfvcuqHgyoRdbDDLp3pZfYKkTQvg0Q_DfIcsSt7cBVscy3CAhaaPTAg-au8Idjx_xzXo6H56VG4Uyc1CdkiqlwFikMC0N_ucrhSQQfhp31XrGLW56IYo/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="594" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgikk18G7WjLmO0ITwOGmkTHBNlfvcuqHgyoRdbDDLp3pZfYKkTQvg0Q_DfIcsSt7cBVscy3CAhaaPTAg-au8Idjx_xzXo6H56VG4Uyc1CdkiqlwFikMC0N_ucrhSQQfhp31XrGLW56IYo/s640/024.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And this tends to be his usual stance and outlook on Life... "Don't Worry Be Happy" and when all else fails ignore everything and take a Siesta when Gramma is insisting that things really need to get done and she's in OCD Mode about rising to the challenge of all that has remain undone around here... *LOL* "Ah, good, I can't hear her ranting anymore..." or at least I'm pretending not to!?! *Winks*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And actually... after a bit this starts to look like a good idea and outlook to this tired, worn out, exhausted, overwhelmed and under-resourced Gramma... so I usually join him... hey, don't they say if ya can't beat 'em, join 'em? *Smiles*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Hey, they're babes, how much help do you really think they could be even IF they were "all in" with my "Lets Make A Miracle Happen" optimistic spurts to get things in order and transform the ole' Homestead into the Vision I have on the canvas of my imagination... *Smiles*  So the Truth of the matter is... most days we opt to just do something pleasurable and enjoyable to at least salvage the Day... even if we can't salvage the ole' Homestead this Day at least...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></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/AVvXsEhFnT4caMvVc7KiIO3rFdpu8XSQMhzy8i4KzLu8g_SKhX8OzzOFHSKuDPFSGcpVirE1-40nH_fgcp1XJg9jg5MbtxP5jK3puoiS-SG2DquR6PyIpl_w03oqvqpOJDKnGG9GtvREC_fkkKc/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFnT4caMvVc7KiIO3rFdpu8XSQMhzy8i4KzLu8g_SKhX8OzzOFHSKuDPFSGcpVirE1-40nH_fgcp1XJg9jg5MbtxP5jK3puoiS-SG2DquR6PyIpl_w03oqvqpOJDKnGG9GtvREC_fkkKc/s640/016.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>I do have the BFF Tina... she's a Trooper... and a more mature Single Gal holding it all down too... so her encouragement and "Can Do" attitude is priceless when I'm feeling overwhelmed and inept to do the things I don't feel are probably a one older Woman Job... or even a two older Women Job... but we'll give it our best shot... even though that will mean splitting time between her place and mine to attain our Visions and Goals... this is like the Olympics in Projects though... and I'm wondering... do we still have what it takes to win the Gold?</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSNtv4C1_wO5T86SBxAZXqLicZ5kEBwkmvva3cq8kMEXZJAQvXpGOZC5JStvk1exSCOrU4fX2c-px_8mnYUWmDa0PgIJPxS_67BSpL4B3eqdOFr4g4wiQu5ScB0uJouJ-1ueFBwf9Xq1Y/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSNtv4C1_wO5T86SBxAZXqLicZ5kEBwkmvva3cq8kMEXZJAQvXpGOZC5JStvk1exSCOrU4fX2c-px_8mnYUWmDa0PgIJPxS_67BSpL4B3eqdOFr4g4wiQu5ScB0uJouJ-1ueFBwf9Xq1Y/s640/010.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>At this stage of the Game I'd settle for any of the precious Metals mind you just to have a Victory! *Winks*  Or even some Testosterone thrown into the mix to help a Sista out!!! *LOL*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih2tx-0KoWUnNMQuzXVgeJvQTpmu3pPDnq5-4iGo4CbljnXjwNc9c_Cj8Z3qmWuh119xru-1DMff7BBHb8XpZUckcRl1acF3fYO4jWNGU6qmzF2O4Z44AT3-_mYgbJD867GMOREn-to94/s1600/051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="562" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih2tx-0KoWUnNMQuzXVgeJvQTpmu3pPDnq5-4iGo4CbljnXjwNc9c_Cj8Z3qmWuh119xru-1DMff7BBHb8XpZUckcRl1acF3fYO4jWNGU6qmzF2O4Z44AT3-_mYgbJD867GMOREn-to94/s640/051.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Is there anyone else here in the Land Of Blog that has a Vision bigger than what they are presently capable of attaining and thus often face the darkness of wondering if they should tenaciously move forward and keep on keeping on in an attempt to get to the Promised Land of their Dream?</em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYeZbj8YRmMMeETjf6wZD0UAwo6phDLcB8WVfXX91PST7MVT8TLuazNQqtmvvUs7m1DazSJoe09UB67Bkj3QWRu39tJaVeRBWJQ7UAKWdYa0nVqPBQ2h69Vbhnu6y-vz1aQjJUZwn6dLg/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="464" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYeZbj8YRmMMeETjf6wZD0UAwo6phDLcB8WVfXX91PST7MVT8TLuazNQqtmvvUs7m1DazSJoe09UB67Bkj3QWRu39tJaVeRBWJQ7UAKWdYa0nVqPBQ2h69Vbhnu6y-vz1aQjJUZwn6dLg/s640/026.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>I have few regrets about the Life I have chosen to Live, it is a Beautiful Life and I'm richly Blessed... and though often filled with some daunting challenges at times that threaten to derail me...  I am an incurable Optimist by Nature... I always see the Glass as half Full...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzxKFibIlf1KdpC4BUpOiGFAS2lZT2I5KivF9yw9wnGsxZBb1qo9LmdZAy_bBCLy2GsD8inY-IMt-pooiNOJnT3m54kcv9ltozd8Mygo1vjyhH_hEl8zHESos01JoHc2gHXbxRxvg4BvU/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzxKFibIlf1KdpC4BUpOiGFAS2lZT2I5KivF9yw9wnGsxZBb1qo9LmdZAy_bBCLy2GsD8inY-IMt-pooiNOJnT3m54kcv9ltozd8Mygo1vjyhH_hEl8zHESos01JoHc2gHXbxRxvg4BvU/s640/030.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>I am thankful for the opportunities, Friends, Family and Beauty that surrounds us.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBSY9MoihDqOVFkAQfxm_txbt7rUwxXSLv2WvPq2l6oupPxiBQ9LCClD0ztCY9VvOs-HGuSGeOBnNpaBujCFJceEs5HpQ9GYI7g9vDz4EvUxvhsIAkkf2kl2I7wd-jJhCv0ObQJVTf5p4/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBSY9MoihDqOVFkAQfxm_txbt7rUwxXSLv2WvPq2l6oupPxiBQ9LCClD0ztCY9VvOs-HGuSGeOBnNpaBujCFJceEs5HpQ9GYI7g9vDz4EvUxvhsIAkkf2kl2I7wd-jJhCv0ObQJVTf5p4/s640/036.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>I recognize that many of the challenges I'm facing are self made choices with easier options should I choose to throw in the towel at any time, but I could think of living no other Life... and I've never been a quitter or taken the Easy Road and Path Of Least Resistance rather than what I believe to be the Right Road worth whatever obstacles might attempt to block it at times and the sacrifices necessary to travel it...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhViYQ67Nu_X2u7YZC1N6RwZAC6qVOvOdrYjbiqX2R1354KuAm8V_nJfdp789rjhv3gGnH3qIshA7kR8ICH2GtLN67L_8t7bbCAkXIvAlYkfaz65lsRQ_hLqDUiinYXcjCYuHZQo6Azs78/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="534" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhViYQ67Nu_X2u7YZC1N6RwZAC6qVOvOdrYjbiqX2R1354KuAm8V_nJfdp789rjhv3gGnH3qIshA7kR8ICH2GtLN67L_8t7bbCAkXIvAlYkfaz65lsRQ_hLqDUiinYXcjCYuHZQo6Azs78/s640/031.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>I still believe that anything precious and worth having will come at a great cost...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglCqSJJCIXl0pZ1FKffL-i8GU163zlVMMBs8X3u-NIYvMz06CxsjMgLMkoavLcbc9OehCQ_2vDoY-bKOC55ncmqksnVow27TNWw9bRFS2DbPMYQGSFdzjnJOvweOaU0T-0I0T8XvJUYIw/s1600/033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglCqSJJCIXl0pZ1FKffL-i8GU163zlVMMBs8X3u-NIYvMz06CxsjMgLMkoavLcbc9OehCQ_2vDoY-bKOC55ncmqksnVow27TNWw9bRFS2DbPMYQGSFdzjnJOvweOaU0T-0I0T8XvJUYIw/s640/033.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>So the million dollar question really is... are we willing to Pay it?</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi3wSzUIUxG-DNPhIqffWQ3Rxej0dqunXaJz3r_kZEXhIROkW8TJ6ix-YRWnObbD6H71tBgDa8TEkgY-6O2UShF5tR9KEeeRaFs0LZ0R-WYQcqnUmSHFZjEeorgSi21mT7o_z_Il-On64/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi3wSzUIUxG-DNPhIqffWQ3Rxej0dqunXaJz3r_kZEXhIROkW8TJ6ix-YRWnObbD6H71tBgDa8TEkgY-6O2UShF5tR9KEeeRaFs0LZ0R-WYQcqnUmSHFZjEeorgSi21mT7o_z_Il-On64/s640/037.JPG" t8="true" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>There is no question for me that I will... because I still believe it all to be <u>priceless</u>.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDKwnlTlPNB3ivsaDLK1KkGV-hELwpCrxMrUzp_wZFcJGzfXgoEYNHZxa02vBiyQdARdeOlHce0nZhh5eeGYrqunNv1HBVA-6c2AIxZ2hRvHepBOunUdaSFNONneHeck9jAOsa41sZeR8/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="600" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDKwnlTlPNB3ivsaDLK1KkGV-hELwpCrxMrUzp_wZFcJGzfXgoEYNHZxa02vBiyQdARdeOlHce0nZhh5eeGYrqunNv1HBVA-6c2AIxZ2hRvHepBOunUdaSFNONneHeck9jAOsa41sZeR8/s640/035.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And I guess most of my frustration lies in feeling quite alone in the process... and pressed above measure and beyond strength to see it all through to completion... </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4dvc3TuNRrDKVnWzkO7ze_NVIi2KUyaE6_W0kzHuCxT0P2Z6U6SMnkwEwgVtBxNFNO8GNo3J4CCbuif9BFp0zMtb3TgCyDkVQJScwDzgYCWw2p1fzcHY4vilzo5BwnGMSCFvpnh6BXE0/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="530" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4dvc3TuNRrDKVnWzkO7ze_NVIi2KUyaE6_W0kzHuCxT0P2Z6U6SMnkwEwgVtBxNFNO8GNo3J4CCbuif9BFp0zMtb3TgCyDkVQJScwDzgYCWw2p1fzcHY4vilzo5BwnGMSCFvpnh6BXE0/s640/025.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And failure is just not an option... I refuse to even allow it to be part of my vocabulary...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5bbxAR8NyTxlM8aQi1uYLpmHZ9dGXgyYW_PSidEsrqWy8RqmTqr15NgXpUeUFNJu_ilVMIJjkq3mMmkk3FaJ-_BW-10__dgab8l3iWV4_QzyhLkYaEEAdMz97M3e4Og0W_8m7hpALDLs/s1600/051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5bbxAR8NyTxlM8aQi1uYLpmHZ9dGXgyYW_PSidEsrqWy8RqmTqr15NgXpUeUFNJu_ilVMIJjkq3mMmkk3FaJ-_BW-10__dgab8l3iWV4_QzyhLkYaEEAdMz97M3e4Og0W_8m7hpALDLs/s640/051.JPG" t8="true" width="544" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>The stakes are too high... and I'm too Invested...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>So yeah, after the passing of a Pet I'd had 20 years... and a Burglary... and the G-Son getting Suspended for fighting back and hurting a kid at School when cruel bullies taunted him about his absent Mommy... and pretty much none of the urgent and not-so-urgent Projects not getting done around this ole House...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh74JZXeQMQMYM-DuaO7gctnngFbPQhTLWhi81qzHgqtrKRZDVsoaoBrdYRSCKjpEwgovgQGXAuf5z73k9f0zFVwLVsJ8NC-ZaDUq1HUIog7EF7tvZU5YgtRHl2EMxs-DB-GwZh-mDrDPk/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="596" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh74JZXeQMQMYM-DuaO7gctnngFbPQhTLWhi81qzHgqtrKRZDVsoaoBrdYRSCKjpEwgovgQGXAuf5z73k9f0zFVwLVsJ8NC-ZaDUq1HUIog7EF7tvZU5YgtRHl2EMxs-DB-GwZh-mDrDPk/s640/038.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>We decided to have a Fun day and just all go to the Gardens and shop for priceless Beauty to capture through the eyes of the lens and share with you this day.  Was it the 'Right' choice... well, that's all a matter of perspective I suppose... I Believe it was... and it kept us all Centered and Close during some difficult times... </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp4qDKJ1OODuQle093IUH8ODx_mzF-WerFTvTyvL1PH0_W0GUorKrPv3zUCCKpvLHDeGrRDTgroDfPDMpp6aHvEiwybQhGBFznXMVGDWGwWFLF8UzXqsAzGY2_jDVbwkuZrfeXtiXjYHU/s1600/049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp4qDKJ1OODuQle093IUH8ODx_mzF-WerFTvTyvL1PH0_W0GUorKrPv3zUCCKpvLHDeGrRDTgroDfPDMpp6aHvEiwybQhGBFznXMVGDWGwWFLF8UzXqsAzGY2_jDVbwkuZrfeXtiXjYHU/s640/049.JPG" t8="true" width="458" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Because some things are bigger than all of us... and are best left up to Him to sort out... in due time...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn3ZXm_E6_Uqu98bNrBxXlv1BnlYP2YBpH5YIstmb59YmvolupT5BrlCwX85ZbW7tlf1yIt2lhFD9vhYz0-sobEvXrokJwtcBxO55KkRm55-uj4vK-EYiw-07ZHGBY0Ma8OoV1K4e_1tQ/s1600/052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="566" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn3ZXm_E6_Uqu98bNrBxXlv1BnlYP2YBpH5YIstmb59YmvolupT5BrlCwX85ZbW7tlf1yIt2lhFD9vhYz0-sobEvXrokJwtcBxO55KkRm55-uj4vK-EYiw-07ZHGBY0Ma8OoV1K4e_1tQ/s640/052.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And when I look around and am reminded of all that He Created... and Proof that there is even amazing Beauty among the Thorns...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7pKnsqvVsvYRpWpnz7dWYyIU9mE5np4CfWgHniVJtKTDxgv0Q5UaXduTWGNzc8zh097C26W-5SK5DAyyRqbCjvZgcxe-AhbdrseGoUGM8JoKlK-s0PjB9vNjVHi-77bIPa9UBisvF_nU/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7pKnsqvVsvYRpWpnz7dWYyIU9mE5np4CfWgHniVJtKTDxgv0Q5UaXduTWGNzc8zh097C26W-5SK5DAyyRqbCjvZgcxe-AhbdrseGoUGM8JoKlK-s0PjB9vNjVHi-77bIPa9UBisvF_nU/s640/036.JPG" t8="true" width="610" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>I'm also reminded that His Back is never turned away from us... if we Trust Him and entrust Him with our issues of Life...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVGmbwW_63eAhtr7OJcIYvKY7w-SwRcc5BeSWCwUnBJs-rYfjS55Eqm0PbXvWu60Q9TTvi2vH3i1KrxfcLlOXHQ6vHkHmInYkVh1AWFvhBsIHcL0C4k_aXQU-lC9ughDMwYPnE3ukKBwM/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVGmbwW_63eAhtr7OJcIYvKY7w-SwRcc5BeSWCwUnBJs-rYfjS55Eqm0PbXvWu60Q9TTvi2vH3i1KrxfcLlOXHQ6vHkHmInYkVh1AWFvhBsIHcL0C4k_aXQU-lC9ughDMwYPnE3ukKBwM/s640/034.JPG" t8="true" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>So I know that in the end it's gonna be alright...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Dawn... 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Retro... Not Too Shabby

<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/AVvXsEiP7W4gI8m24LnUMFB88TV-T2S3wMYkVSKM7B5wbTzTMVShyphenhyphen5QTPmXcuTdauvtXwiKG_gQPu41FR1RBQazbMqKdSTs_IwK6vsoQQQ6HSLRHAgQm611Ra7zfFtB1xZY_9cIqXjK_oFTEJk8/s1600/174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP7W4gI8m24LnUMFB88TV-T2S3wMYkVSKM7B5wbTzTMVShyphenhyphen5QTPmXcuTdauvtXwiKG_gQPu41FR1RBQazbMqKdSTs_IwK6vsoQQQ6HSLRHAgQm611Ra7zfFtB1xZY_9cIqXjK_oFTEJk8/s640/174.JPG" t8="true" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">ret·ro [ réttrō ] </div><br /><br /><em>1: Modeled on something from past: modeled on something from the past such as a style of fashion or music.</em><br /><em></em><br /><em><br /></em><br /><em>2: Use of past styles: the practice of modeling things such as clothes or music on styles from the past, or an example of such a practice.</em><br /><em><br /></em><br /><em>Synonyms: period, old-fashioned, dated, historical, passé</em><br /><em></em><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpTBvx1VK8CARaS0DU-e6dlWBvq7D5G7ROIiDgBgVTr-ydm6NAg6yeIJ55bajYxevam5c-2teBD0fBdybIHHbybydNcgCJlOwreXlFpEXGk_Y1h2kIpjY1N5b6FpYMLqtbuh40XBJj5Rw/s1600/173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpTBvx1VK8CARaS0DU-e6dlWBvq7D5G7ROIiDgBgVTr-ydm6NAg6yeIJ55bajYxevam5c-2teBD0fBdybIHHbybydNcgCJlOwreXlFpEXGk_Y1h2kIpjY1N5b6FpYMLqtbuh40XBJj5Rw/s640/173.JPG" t8="true" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Yep, as we move through <a href="http://nottooshabbyonline.com/"><span style="color: #38761d;"><strong>NOT TOO SHABBY </strong></span></a>into other Styles... Styles and Decor that epitomize Retro to me, I realize that I've got a side to my aesthetic and personality that is most definitely Retro! </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCSAhXDwAV5i5avLYv-PXA24YfbFa3mupPmvW2OhUsMPT6cTgH2PZ5p0fKkGCky9XuAEiyGe9Rtgqes3za1yhlcfXlBgKFiXv-lFxSbFD-sdvKAl28hak5-KKzyltzHcwOcJrMHEeCiKg/s1600/175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCSAhXDwAV5i5avLYv-PXA24YfbFa3mupPmvW2OhUsMPT6cTgH2PZ5p0fKkGCky9XuAEiyGe9Rtgqes3za1yhlcfXlBgKFiXv-lFxSbFD-sdvKAl28hak5-KKzyltzHcwOcJrMHEeCiKg/s640/175.JPG" t8="true" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Retro isn't any one era or period mind you... I suppose it depends on which Generation you're a Member of that will define Retro to YOU...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-FVnc9ntEWJQB1uRXPpBQMtEDjN3Ohmr5GpP4s_I2V0feQWNATNm3avk5K-YXyogu0JR93ySEIE8a1LySxnHB6tFE4hd2PiHYbVvpH4T9dyQqn511osuXBrCWlnyeMo61wt6Ukc21T7k/s1600/176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-FVnc9ntEWJQB1uRXPpBQMtEDjN3Ohmr5GpP4s_I2V0feQWNATNm3avk5K-YXyogu0JR93ySEIE8a1LySxnHB6tFE4hd2PiHYbVvpH4T9dyQqn511osuXBrCWlnyeMo61wt6Ukc21T7k/s640/176.JPG" t8="true" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>But as for ME... the images that come to mind are the Color combinations, Styles and Decor of the 50's and 60's mostly... </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRjiFiCXvb0fIAnkdy2H7O4MNYkft32bs9-iVPWVAx9wVu5yYHkmqfKtw4WfxbtmZJjPdm9YqTYho8iFFIb7bQ-zn0Bb97tITUkZvYDGdixbPigpiSboDduGJyg1v5RXqlrlhmjjyRxpw/s1600/172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRjiFiCXvb0fIAnkdy2H7O4MNYkft32bs9-iVPWVAx9wVu5yYHkmqfKtw4WfxbtmZJjPdm9YqTYho8iFFIb7bQ-zn0Bb97tITUkZvYDGdixbPigpiSboDduGJyg1v5RXqlrlhmjjyRxpw/s640/172.JPG" t8="true" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>The period of my Youth...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9lLYtMaql7JP3uNXghGaYXOdry3v0AMII2TCVDzwRFu2LEKOLnuGJ6VD1G6cfHPYKMWOMeoyiO5igAE4J-QCYRgDzPz-CjHgio_dPGPChUxQtY74MBsPQ94fmcwAEIdt64hyphenhyphen6DoX8vGY/s1600/170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9lLYtMaql7JP3uNXghGaYXOdry3v0AMII2TCVDzwRFu2LEKOLnuGJ6VD1G6cfHPYKMWOMeoyiO5igAE4J-QCYRgDzPz-CjHgio_dPGPChUxQtY74MBsPQ94fmcwAEIdt64hyphenhyphen6DoX8vGY/s640/170.JPG" t8="true" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Those images that transport me back in Time to an Era I fully recall and fondly remember...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0CdZLPSHGRbz2BdevbeccCca1SPodm_fZnZCret1CAwp7hKuo_cnYd7-uEeuu7PV2glgcdJIGZcvDo2ymfuchVfmFHGVG0qqW_4IlMPHTnV2gHEf-1d_USTeEVxf2FZuXEgA2wpriZBY/s1600/165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0CdZLPSHGRbz2BdevbeccCca1SPodm_fZnZCret1CAwp7hKuo_cnYd7-uEeuu7PV2glgcdJIGZcvDo2ymfuchVfmFHGVG0qqW_4IlMPHTnV2gHEf-1d_USTeEVxf2FZuXEgA2wpriZBY/s640/165.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Where things were fresh in their simplicity, vividly colored, bold during those eras, quirky or funky...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaczY2yXe4SmtT0oOZm3cqpMNjDalzWauVBnb82WcfrHzppXpu5aSVJKA6QhPaurlQM1vJQgBmBlx4vTZ2cXvpRiCx5X8CmsShnutqSJ-p9W9c96rxl1p1z5_m4ibPBFqLF9AKHCFJwA0/s1600/165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="566" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaczY2yXe4SmtT0oOZm3cqpMNjDalzWauVBnb82WcfrHzppXpu5aSVJKA6QhPaurlQM1vJQgBmBlx4vTZ2cXvpRiCx5X8CmsShnutqSJ-p9W9c96rxl1p1z5_m4ibPBFqLF9AKHCFJwA0/s640/165.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Images that somehow make me reminisce about the quirky Motels and Diners that used to line the Interstates like Route 66... </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCigdr1c_r37EAnzL9a984mMRXf8yBK2HfzFRlBmzSrI8iCOOlgIp86fEVm0lmZV5G16Cn365GMt5kYzhnLHNBsePYRivc80mBUf9PuonO9ePO44llcT8daad_wOkWWDj5CIQiOtX5vU0/s1600/166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCigdr1c_r37EAnzL9a984mMRXf8yBK2HfzFRlBmzSrI8iCOOlgIp86fEVm0lmZV5G16Cn365GMt5kYzhnLHNBsePYRivc80mBUf9PuonO9ePO44llcT8daad_wOkWWDj5CIQiOtX5vU0/s640/166.JPG" t8="true" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>The Ozzie & Harriet Era AND the Hippie Era...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDOtI4BjYM8wtitsZnrhnQeppafIkggAWn3HUF6s9XMRPpqJ_L3j8FATCG-vmxe-e6I0-ICrmsf6H-9kc-rdzzbR17IE3pvBfq6NwlUIaOL3crNDUqFslLJey1cTmf9oy9kuRFhVJrPlw/s1600/167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDOtI4BjYM8wtitsZnrhnQeppafIkggAWn3HUF6s9XMRPpqJ_L3j8FATCG-vmxe-e6I0-ICrmsf6H-9kc-rdzzbR17IE3pvBfq6NwlUIaOL3crNDUqFslLJey1cTmf9oy9kuRFhVJrPlw/s640/167.JPG" t8="true" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Of which I had a foot in each and a point of reference of living both as the Decades rolled on...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2deFc2pB_xuNSb45OniWZzKNssNApCOJGLbqV1WOb-ZTqgpiC9_Mevr8fagss5b4m-a63bJ9TsEo8H0XWEszbFBZ3zJWufslNNVcb8azZfPv6nPr6DNwEK7guOI5tpc6lTu1sF-m-6c8/s1600/168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2deFc2pB_xuNSb45OniWZzKNssNApCOJGLbqV1WOb-ZTqgpiC9_Mevr8fagss5b4m-a63bJ9TsEo8H0XWEszbFBZ3zJWufslNNVcb8azZfPv6nPr6DNwEK7guOI5tpc6lTu1sF-m-6c8/s640/168.JPG" t8="true" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Crayola Color schemes... Black & White Checkerboard Patterns dominated one Era...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjM1SqvJgsT0ds8tfJqVCkQgmEw20tYe82pztnmhVT58kEQLRLyJJBZx3_eke86G85wKvJt-36GmRIlYH-ZzGmjgFnMAHMZyg79pECMKQomYxU5hlsPZvzROv4NrxH4ZjMadRS4r0Br6w/s1600/169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjM1SqvJgsT0ds8tfJqVCkQgmEw20tYe82pztnmhVT58kEQLRLyJJBZx3_eke86G85wKvJt-36GmRIlYH-ZzGmjgFnMAHMZyg79pECMKQomYxU5hlsPZvzROv4NrxH4ZjMadRS4r0Br6w/s640/169.JPG" t8="true" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Those are more the childhood memories for me...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_09TnHgpCel4iH7z0Awy89pvgzzZAPMM3W_Re4EtfS3_ZrR4dLGTeXAzfnXn_Ny4MXm1FlkgVMxUKqJ8nWnjzNboFBv1N8fzBzYweVvkiuwu82WWhtERQGNftLABwsZLqgtd8OoIDCto/s1600/171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_09TnHgpCel4iH7z0Awy89pvgzzZAPMM3W_Re4EtfS3_ZrR4dLGTeXAzfnXn_Ny4MXm1FlkgVMxUKqJ8nWnjzNboFBv1N8fzBzYweVvkiuwu82WWhtERQGNftLABwsZLqgtd8OoIDCto/s640/171.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And though <a href="http://nottooshabbyonline.com/"><span style="color: #38761d;"><strong>NOT TOO SHABBY</strong></span></a> doesn't carry the Psychedelic Hippie Era Decor per se... I have been able to find some great Bohemian items among the Found Treasures that evoke the Free Spirit Style in me and remind me of the 60's vibe I enjoyed so much and still cling to in so many ways of Style and Fashion...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJgtJrJBtDbTHfFICnJB7zguuSCcYv-xxouikSsDjrwescw067bGH-vZvuKIXgMrVj5UGwXk3IPSiUUyGoJwNo8ZgDdp2dPa9ZBstymldDqi8theq5C3_YI-NCzZCSIimFnfF4BQfPG6g/s1600/162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJgtJrJBtDbTHfFICnJB7zguuSCcYv-xxouikSsDjrwescw067bGH-vZvuKIXgMrVj5UGwXk3IPSiUUyGoJwNo8ZgDdp2dPa9ZBstymldDqi8theq5C3_YI-NCzZCSIimFnfF4BQfPG6g/s640/162.JPG" t8="true" width="446" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Yep, I've often been accused of being Stuck In The Sixties and that's okay... *Smiles*</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPkp1cZQ6SqYE1X8brqtNZTMEo-Gy9f5QIK8_DIbCfbgX1_D17RjFuk8e9UTE54mQe56Nb-QK4BaQyMKG2GJGqbhX1pNG8rHH7S23t4SMPqaTpdJf7ViU1WnVTjsikfwTzBfMUD6H38sE/s1600/176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPkp1cZQ6SqYE1X8brqtNZTMEo-Gy9f5QIK8_DIbCfbgX1_D17RjFuk8e9UTE54mQe56Nb-QK4BaQyMKG2GJGqbhX1pNG8rHH7S23t4SMPqaTpdJf7ViU1WnVTjsikfwTzBfMUD6H38sE/s640/176.JPG" t8="true" width="506" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Feathering your Nest in Retro Style and Fashion is fun...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtybJrl3MBymNXWlW1SuxbOxS5s2Li_SUpmEjJGv7F7jnF_323XvmgSoj4Tp0ApZGF-N99rlLc7D2hoVowol53X5EZSoMT6vo07Ra3yn0Qi46BPUDdyXpM80BZjQ98ujsQy9u0xQC8KoM/s1600/172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtybJrl3MBymNXWlW1SuxbOxS5s2Li_SUpmEjJGv7F7jnF_323XvmgSoj4Tp0ApZGF-N99rlLc7D2hoVowol53X5EZSoMT6vo07Ra3yn0Qi46BPUDdyXpM80BZjQ98ujsQy9u0xQC8KoM/s640/172.JPG" t8="true" width="502" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>And different in a way that is making a comeback actually...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZZ0See21RNt0UDcX2jFgndlgolMh1m6i3UHus9ZhocwP3J1-kRkrOyMWljiINz0dyzcfM5HsAMEMC_4HHVJF1-B4b3t-qjEOvzcG90h5HgdpSAUrw4fMQM-soha8RO0s2AHhkrfE8Kc0/s1600/174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZZ0See21RNt0UDcX2jFgndlgolMh1m6i3UHus9ZhocwP3J1-kRkrOyMWljiINz0dyzcfM5HsAMEMC_4HHVJF1-B4b3t-qjEOvzcG90h5HgdpSAUrw4fMQM-soha8RO0s2AHhkrfE8Kc0/s640/174.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Because I've found if you keep anything long enough it eventually comes back in Style and popularity... *Winks*  Giving us those doses of Nostalgia that are so sweet...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH2aIdwP-QUop4nTRXGocf5HXsUglUb72z7bw2AzgGfhnTqPwMUwwPAzD6X_8W9FuplOTTyuFItF3Kk_3lgkMEPTRs5KpHXNLrdBcu0KTcBC17uWPZnAq1nMnyB2gw5UexQFJB4k4u-8s/s1600/Common+Ground+Picnik_collage_6-1-11-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: white;"><img border="0" height="540" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH2aIdwP-QUop4nTRXGocf5HXsUglUb72z7bw2AzgGfhnTqPwMUwwPAzD6X_8W9FuplOTTyuFItF3Kk_3lgkMEPTRs5KpHXNLrdBcu0KTcBC17uWPZnAq1nMnyB2gw5UexQFJB4k4u-8s/s640/Common+Ground+Picnik_collage_6-1-11-3.jpg" t8="true" width="640" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Please join us for the Blog Party over at Debra's <a href="http://commonground-debrasvintagedesigns.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><strong>COMMON GROUND</strong></span></a> for <a href="http://commonground-debrasvintagedesigns.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><strong>Vintage Inspiration Friday</strong></span></a>... what has been inspiring YOU this day?  For me it was all about the Retro...</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Nostalgically Yours this day... Dawn... The Bohemian</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>

Retro... Not Too Shabby

ret·ro [ réttrō ] 1: Modeled on something from past: modeled on something from the past such as a style of fashion or music. 2: Use of past ...

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Landscape: spring nails from 2010

<div style="text-align: justify;">I love to make landscape/scenery nails :) That can be all kinds of landscapes: winter, summer, spring, under water etc. Today I made some summer/spring landscape nails (I'll show them after the weekend) I thought it would be fun to show my older spring landscape nails first. I made this in March 2010 I did not had a blog back then. I did wrote a guest blog on my nail friend Michelle's blog: <a href="http://michellesnailart.blogspot.com/2010/03/gastblog-lentenagels-van-diana.html">Passion for Nails</a>.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGErOidoxmwqsSiW3_kmyZMa9I_AMZODtf_x9m3Gid_J4NYA3YpjIxgrm4nOE3p8YM1Hy4LDCajvoOYd4_VRDvZ0lAtWToUZcGzJpoou5i6J5JZ0-TGcYe3vauZwdftVa_C42YTXICApY/s1600/Lente+nagels.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="311" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGErOidoxmwqsSiW3_kmyZMa9I_AMZODtf_x9m3Gid_J4NYA3YpjIxgrm4nOE3p8YM1Hy4LDCajvoOYd4_VRDvZ0lAtWToUZcGzJpoou5i6J5JZ0-TGcYe3vauZwdftVa_C42YTXICApY/s400/Lente+nagels.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I stamped the base with Konad SN polishes (apple green, pastel blue, white, sky blue) while it was still wet I added some green and blue rainbow glitter on top. I stamped with imageplates C01 (Konad Coraline), M79, M66, M36 and M23 and different kinds of Konad SN polishes (white, pop green, jungle green, psyche pink, violet pearl, pastel pink, yellow).</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Here a photo of just the sponge base.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzX2UKJyaSg33wbrjiRTRvzHqrUKbMFGfQDLY2IjzZJnB6NpqdSqE_vtwUWvtYtZXNVM9FMzr0kG7uVrS1e__G2GOCoZhvsHINcj-2xlkWS7-Ej695g-9aAOBhWCFn4ryETvpTjyHRvBE/s1600/Lente+nagels+basis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzX2UKJyaSg33wbrjiRTRvzHqrUKbMFGfQDLY2IjzZJnB6NpqdSqE_vtwUWvtYtZXNVM9FMzr0kG7uVrS1e__G2GOCoZhvsHINcj-2xlkWS7-Ej695g-9aAOBhWCFn4ryETvpTjyHRvBE/s400/Lente+nagels+basis.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I first made this idea on a huge nail tip.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0aqjrqx_c1qxFGwjURlaVZHRDqMUjD0iPKFXwruY9wmhiBLNjaMa0OAdrNJsOy3KfBdJe1DKbs5TmjbQV7EdPEPMYMUbzXG4x4F5k__RPIQpB8_8lcbOs99vxX0DRVSpTh2X_Y3_-3QA/s1600/Lente+landschap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0aqjrqx_c1qxFGwjURlaVZHRDqMUjD0iPKFXwruY9wmhiBLNjaMa0OAdrNJsOy3KfBdJe1DKbs5TmjbQV7EdPEPMYMUbzXG4x4F5k__RPIQpB8_8lcbOs99vxX0DRVSpTh2X_Y3_-3QA/s400/Lente+landschap.jpg" t8="true" width="355" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I did not had any idea of I could make this fit on my own nails, I knew my nails were long but not that long or big. You can see the difference in size below ;)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW9gac4N71vPrlhul0NJdErIWvKEON3qIKXMY_53a6bJksqcLXWjJOZTkPwIcnZM-Ccwb7eUyBQTgw7CCiAQRjRc8i7t36WKx0yDHa6VUpIfO56u9q-IEq-6mCzhXrXNifimuWRHpPrgI/s1600/Lente+nagels+tip+en+nagel+vergelijking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="306" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW9gac4N71vPrlhul0NJdErIWvKEON3qIKXMY_53a6bJksqcLXWjJOZTkPwIcnZM-Ccwb7eUyBQTgw7CCiAQRjRc8i7t36WKx0yDHa6VUpIfO56u9q-IEq-6mCzhXrXNifimuWRHpPrgI/s400/Lente+nagels+tip+en+nagel+vergelijking.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Here another photo with some different light.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-7XBQvNRCDh26pwY0n3jMoBj4XiCwxVIOoXUdzbIeL9ARdrpy92x4NrNgToHAogB_TXLAwMGsXxIKuJ4joJ-VpT5Xn_yjApIp8Bui8a3kO1n9WDgHHHpHziGT_-tvttgdR2JIZKYMGoA/s1600/Lente+nagels+lamplicht+zonder+flis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="310" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-7XBQvNRCDh26pwY0n3jMoBj4XiCwxVIOoXUdzbIeL9ARdrpy92x4NrNgToHAogB_TXLAwMGsXxIKuJ4joJ-VpT5Xn_yjApIp8Bui8a3kO1n9WDgHHHpHziGT_-tvttgdR2JIZKYMGoA/s400/Lente+nagels+lamplicht+zonder+flis.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I'm sorry for not blogging and commenting on your blogs that much lately, last week I was on my short holiday and this week I received some bad news about my mother so my mind wasn't really in to that.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Have a nice weekend!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">xoxox</div>

Landscape: spring nails from 2010

I love to make landscape/scenery nails :) That can be all kinds of landscapes: winter, summer, spring, under water etc. Today I made some su...

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