The Frivolous Post... Getting Back To The Fluff

<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/AVvXsEi-aRl1YMsOmIRRDxcI96Xdodik-cCJ92CDzP_w3gK2POHlkdZNKxb5p4RgpbObrhSkXkcCHSIt8MiW9ojb_z_V2hME7ypCj8IdZvZzaPMnZM3jQLP4SipM5mResC4LW7NNo0HEpsge10o/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/AVvXsEi-aRl1YMsOmIRRDxcI96Xdodik-cCJ92CDzP_w3gK2POHlkdZNKxb5p4RgpbObrhSkXkcCHSIt8MiW9ojb_z_V2hME7ypCj8IdZvZzaPMnZM3jQLP4SipM5mResC4LW7NNo0HEpsge10o/s1600/036.JPG" width="502" /></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>Good Lord, won't you ever get back to the Fluff, my Blog seemed to be saying each time I Posted about a Heavy Topic salted with Pretty Pictures!  Which was indeed an odd juxtaposition that really made no sense at all either... Morbid Story line coupled with Cheery Images, it really seemed rather schizo even to me.   But I just didn't know what I'd Photograph that went with those Story lines... unless I saw a Train Wreck or something.   So I've been more than ready to get back to the Fluff around here... REALLY more than ready... I NEEDED a good Frivolous Post... so here it is.</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/AVvXsEjv22nsZtC33euiWm-3wftuPrVfcPWOhNtA8pRfEQJ5jefxDVJBacGUb8r-afyVWokBF-RvnXYaH0a6C09b_zonYYN57v_jCvta5XUSVRSHoi-FrfQ2GCkbpOcL_1nOJ8r1wdqHhIxPsXY/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/AVvXsEjv22nsZtC33euiWm-3wftuPrVfcPWOhNtA8pRfEQJ5jefxDVJBacGUb8r-afyVWokBF-RvnXYaH0a6C09b_zonYYN57v_jCvta5XUSVRSHoi-FrfQ2GCkbpOcL_1nOJ8r1wdqHhIxPsXY/s1600/034.JPG" width="510" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And it really lines up with what I've been doing in my rare Free Time of late... Frivolous Pursuits, mostly around the Home.  Things of little or no consequence but which in the doing of them, these trifles, was very soothing and restored my Calm.  And it's not as if there were not a host of Important things I could be doing instead around the Home, things that need to be done and have piled up.  But doing that which doesn't matter at all and doesn't even NEED to be done is the Frivolity I Craved I suppose.   I wanted to Engage in something so totally unimportant and un-necessary that it was Liberating and more than a little Rebellious, given what was waiting to get done and being ignored around the house while I did it!  *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/AVvXsEhXi2cfoWv4L1SaysY003VY3gjJxWyBbXDozf8UueCuc2StpAPh1Lmp0zRy-eze2fAhvbm5cLFt1zrpfcQRnv4xgEwUQEgC3AH6gtRfDqhB_MqpT81sQhRj1fa98ITAXVcYIncNt4XETIw/s1600/033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="518" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXi2cfoWv4L1SaysY003VY3gjJxWyBbXDozf8UueCuc2StpAPh1Lmp0zRy-eze2fAhvbm5cLFt1zrpfcQRnv4xgEwUQEgC3AH6gtRfDqhB_MqpT81sQhRj1fa98ITAXVcYIncNt4XETIw/s1600/033.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So picture this... the house is pretty much in disarray and chaos since my Hospitalization... and I'm stepping over or around stuff to Organize random drawers and unseen places that could probably wait Years to get to... if ever... because nobody would ever notice and the effort wouldn't be evident or acknowledged!  And it was just the right thing to do because I felt such a sense of Satisfaction and Calm while I accomplished this task.   There just is no sense of Urgency to Organize a hidden Space, no anxiety about Editing and Purging the contents of something you completely forgot about because it was out of sight and out of mind.  So it goes along expediently and a full drawer soon became practically an empty one in short order!   An empty Space for me is a Big Deal.  Keeping a Space empty is an even Bigger Deal.</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/AVvXsEjzAe3Sr-09iANds-QJ7vi6kS2HpaMWdfrxz1BD1VdB7Tj1s7IjebkY_XTF9GaQnYvneS7Q2rBcyJTZydZElEWK984GePcRk8_5nVheyuiE7sEtyeU3QXdn30lCM-AhOf0UAz1i1Fjix4g/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="520" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzAe3Sr-09iANds-QJ7vi6kS2HpaMWdfrxz1BD1VdB7Tj1s7IjebkY_XTF9GaQnYvneS7Q2rBcyJTZydZElEWK984GePcRk8_5nVheyuiE7sEtyeU3QXdn30lCM-AhOf0UAz1i1Fjix4g/s1600/032.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And it was Interesting to see what had been squirreled away in those random drawers over Time.  Sure, I did discover a few Hidden Treasures long since forgotten and still Valued... but mostly and generally, it all could go... either in the trash or a donation box... with a few Inventory worthy to be Showroom bound.  The 'Keep' pile on the other hand, wasn't really a pile at all... more a smattering that seemed lost in the drawer now.   And having any empty 'Storage' Space is always something I can get Jazzed about.  Empty 'Storage' means that there is no un-necessary Excess that isn't in Use or not being Enjoyed.  And except for Seasonal Items, I don't like Storing things, never have, never will.</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/AVvXsEgJCIK5q6kXwFTzcrcnh_LucAVEq-bmwdqrc7nXNfgl94J9ksgqLIPHSbNAL3AoXhiFY8DkcJRFVbGStGftw1HQCuVSsKjSVU-CQxqoyzLoyGcXOt5Mww_UR3NzW7VhCSZ-RMptdNhaztY/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="562" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJCIK5q6kXwFTzcrcnh_LucAVEq-bmwdqrc7nXNfgl94J9ksgqLIPHSbNAL3AoXhiFY8DkcJRFVbGStGftw1HQCuVSsKjSVU-CQxqoyzLoyGcXOt5Mww_UR3NzW7VhCSZ-RMptdNhaztY/s1600/031.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;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>There must have been something very Soothing about Gramma putzing around Organizing drawers and closet Space to the G-Kid Force too.   Usually when I'm doing a Full On necessary Housekeeping task they're interrupting or Needy all of a sudden, so that I'm totally distracted and ineffective in the Pursuit of Cleanliness and Order around this Old House.  But with the Rhythm and monotony of repetitive shuffling thru these Spaces nobody cares about... that lulled them to Sleep, since they both faded out sound asleep long before bedtime and in their clothes no less!!!   These, the Vamp Kids that can stay up all Night even if their Day has been full!   The Princess had even apparently fallen asleep whilst saying her Bedtime Prayers, hands still Sweetly clasped in Prayer... and didn't rouse even when I undressed her for bedtime!</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/AVvXsEgHdU0sYsetQSag5wVSuY_2sjqM9ElJ-9nZe1mCdfjc0E-ailCdYfQDSh0dnGn5lXCmpbN8ksx7PtVKiFgmVk9lNW1FRmS4xCkJf9XIUzBWgnZ2Og_QkOGMYugQDFh3vZqJs5cRZOlaJMo/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="544" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHdU0sYsetQSag5wVSuY_2sjqM9ElJ-9nZe1mCdfjc0E-ailCdYfQDSh0dnGn5lXCmpbN8ksx7PtVKiFgmVk9lNW1FRmS4xCkJf9XIUzBWgnZ2Og_QkOGMYugQDFh3vZqJs5cRZOlaJMo/s1600/027.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 it made me recall something that I always found to be extremely Soothing when I was Working high Pressure Careers during my Corporate Lives.  Our Employers always had those Rent-A-Plant People that came in and Cared for and Maintained the Live Fauna around the buildings.  No matter how high Pressure the Work I happened to be doing was, when those Plant Maintenance People came in, the background sounds of them Quietly Tending to the Plants was akin to being beside a Stream in the Forrest.  I used to look forward to them coming in because though Clearly the Plants didn't need them very often, since they were automatically fed and fertilized... the Ritual of the Pruning and Cleaning brought an Energy to the room that was an Essence of Pure Calm and lingered long after they departed.</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/AVvXsEhhhY9XX6WHODt8ptWrgKMaHcLTrjjJsAwy8f2ss4jW0El-tCLZsHJgdu-6yjmy5pyEdjyDo6gutYWHYnqV5Uw5VnBec2QJ7frbb_smX472xtd5RtC1_dsnTmVwRmPIXf1YNMPNj40QHjo/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/AVvXsEhhhY9XX6WHODt8ptWrgKMaHcLTrjjJsAwy8f2ss4jW0El-tCLZsHJgdu-6yjmy5pyEdjyDo6gutYWHYnqV5Uw5VnBec2QJ7frbb_smX472xtd5RtC1_dsnTmVwRmPIXf1YNMPNj40QHjo/s1600/004.JPG" width="633" /></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 was a Strange Phenomenon that I could never explain... and I've found that when I get back to the Fluff... those Passions, Activities and Rituals that just Feel Soothing to the Soul and rest the Mind, a Calmness Prevails.   When you get caught up in the busyness of Life it's easy to forget those things that anchor and center a Calmness to your days... they can get pushed to the back burner while you're perculating away on the burner thats producing the most Heat.</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/AVvXsEgmcdZuSsFas5WNL1AGN_pQonrURKfqVmI6gP7VKUxXGYGIO7LCP6l-imaeMSTkmpzXp1GREUm0s81js5EssRVb_P3Q0WSn3qGN8LCesZSKTv_ar8gStPcFrdyKN65hD0W7qvnWk2QkoIs/s1600/083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="586" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmcdZuSsFas5WNL1AGN_pQonrURKfqVmI6gP7VKUxXGYGIO7LCP6l-imaeMSTkmpzXp1GREUm0s81js5EssRVb_P3Q0WSn3qGN8LCesZSKTv_ar8gStPcFrdyKN65hD0W7qvnWk2QkoIs/s1600/083.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>And as I sorted thru random drawers of items long since forgotten and hastily stashed away it brought Home how un-necessary so many things actually are that we clutter our Lives with.  I couldn't Believe some of the stuff that we'd hung onto and squirreled away that could have and should have merely been discarded long ago.  Perhaps we thought we'd need or use them, who knows, I can't even remember.  Other things were incidentals that had been purchased and never used... and probably never would be if they became lost in the minutia of cluttered out of the way Storage Spaces.  Wasted Resources... and yet, in the Time spent sorting thru it all, I can't say that it was actually Wasted Time, because it brought some Clarity and Focus that I needed at just the right Time.  It somehow Helped me to Prioritize other things properly and with more Calm than before the Ritualistic cleansing and cleaning began.</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/AVvXsEgZC0el_94AwPFWLIusEVjzPgCIxVn0EF2k0ZXkEPkezBDZM0iC4febKR6IukDFpHWDaAo8bCb4IJWGtlobNEgQ5nYOpZSfeKRRpRXhfl9Tgil60fyNqXyKVq7XzM7Mu0Xvkj3Qy8v9X8o/s1600/070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZC0el_94AwPFWLIusEVjzPgCIxVn0EF2k0ZXkEPkezBDZM0iC4febKR6IukDFpHWDaAo8bCb4IJWGtlobNEgQ5nYOpZSfeKRRpRXhfl9Tgil60fyNqXyKVq7XzM7Mu0Xvkj3Qy8v9X8o/s1600/070.JPG" width="594" /></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've resolved to slowly and Purposefully go thru the entire house and other Storage in much the same way until every nook and every cranny has been dealt with... so that I'm spending equal Time with Frivolity and Fluff that has distinct Purpose even though it doesn't really matter that much if it got done at all.  And perhaps more Frivolous Posts to document my progress and the Process.</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/AVvXsEiX4BEeFPCNqzqlQ6QbYSKR7dHHpBga9onopF0YuYStsc8rmuA7zY6ovtaX8uOpGmGusfGHa7ZdI8IlaMdIVQn8PF3AadBW3-CXFlzeEhBfZyqo9_Buu0Fd7AP1Chy4svOvMEdNj8-JfOc/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/AVvXsEiX4BEeFPCNqzqlQ6QbYSKR7dHHpBga9onopF0YuYStsc8rmuA7zY6ovtaX8uOpGmGusfGHa7ZdI8IlaMdIVQn8PF3AadBW3-CXFlzeEhBfZyqo9_Buu0Fd7AP1Chy4svOvMEdNj8-JfOc/s1600/007.JPG" width="478" /></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 who knows where that might lead... 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The Frivolous Post... Getting Back To The Fluff

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Last Day Of Rest, Relaxation And Freedom...

<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/AVvXsEi4fg2rfzYWfonkagvAePjlwfGVBPEd_B63S2nHYI986CtSBHTvrOKUu6AjjtDqPUrSWXMU5MW8W7V8tDT4TLcRff3rtVpHxTyndeAXjUXLSXvl6Ueq5bK1BhLyBjH7TLBzT5kAS0eXVjM/s1600/042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4fg2rfzYWfonkagvAePjlwfGVBPEd_B63S2nHYI986CtSBHTvrOKUu6AjjtDqPUrSWXMU5MW8W7V8tDT4TLcRff3rtVpHxTyndeAXjUXLSXvl6Ueq5bK1BhLyBjH7TLBzT5kAS0eXVjM/s1600/042.JPG" width="542" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Yes, because Tonight after the Super Bowl Party they attended ends, The Son and his Girl will be bringing the G-Kid Force Home again, this was my last day of rest, relaxation and Freedom... so I made the most of it.   I bought one of those Magic Bullets to make food prep quicker, been meaning to for some time anyway... and since I don't feel like malingering in the Kitchen long with not feeling well, it will be a handy device to speed up fresh food prep.</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/AVvXsEg_FsaYe2A4RM8OaCPEAk56Q8AebOv4CRvNJ-infR0HE_3uDlVYiynuydMRYKCgaR40D1VIufPBV-wKXgBqkiA8b7fquF3tpxe0V02QtfDi-As8rGg733FDhhN6DdW9MNJs-L7fkfJAtSk/s1600/043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_FsaYe2A4RM8OaCPEAk56Q8AebOv4CRvNJ-infR0HE_3uDlVYiynuydMRYKCgaR40D1VIufPBV-wKXgBqkiA8b7fquF3tpxe0V02QtfDi-As8rGg733FDhhN6DdW9MNJs-L7fkfJAtSk/s1600/043.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>When I don't have to consider the meal prep of everyone else in the Family I can indulge myself in my own favorite Healthy foods without a consensus of what everyone else would eat... or not.  *LOL*  Though to be sure I think The Force would have Enjoyed my Vietnamese Pho and Gourmet Salad... I just would have had to make more.  Cooking and prepping for one is so much more streamlined than cooking and prepping meals for an entire Family... I've never really had to cook for just one... wow, you Single Folks that live alone save a lot of Time with cooking and housekeeping dontcha!?!   Cleaning up just after myself is a breeze, the house has stayed in Order!!!  *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/AVvXsEjpINAfi2Vx91zNsseieENTVm0AgvahwFLSE8xCbIvOCYN8WAhsbEHvH2UWcpwGU9B28a6yJgnoQvZBlFOdNHyN2xALiWczHu3EKYAo8Oaj7ltLrRwyS6hga0ldh0MMVSiFgxHXyX-NQBg/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/AVvXsEjpINAfi2Vx91zNsseieENTVm0AgvahwFLSE8xCbIvOCYN8WAhsbEHvH2UWcpwGU9B28a6yJgnoQvZBlFOdNHyN2xALiWczHu3EKYAo8Oaj7ltLrRwyS6hga0ldh0MMVSiFgxHXyX-NQBg/s1600/041.JPG" width="612" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>But I confess that though the Quiet and Solitude around here has been Restful and Recuperative right at a time when I need it most... and the Freedom it has afforded me is Priceless as I get things Together after my Medical Crisis... I have missed the Family.  An empty Home with me just kicking around in it is just not something I'm used to.  I could probably get used to it, but I Enjoy having my Family around, they make our house a Home more than anything else in it.  I found myself still waking up several times during the Night just because I've always had to in my Caregiver role... and it would be an adjustment to sleep 'Normal' hours I suppose. </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/AVvXsEhu1OQAaOkdo5qZ1mQooC8__zcxUHVLC_Vnm5VpJsI5c9Mj8NBnU8uNo__-DHmU-nHIAzPL7uBIVndkDu12N3gvyJatB0UdJDcRdAEwM-JGOYBiW0UBYA7QkayEdAZaxh6fvrsPdpw4Fus/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="572" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu1OQAaOkdo5qZ1mQooC8__zcxUHVLC_Vnm5VpJsI5c9Mj8NBnU8uNo__-DHmU-nHIAzPL7uBIVndkDu12N3gvyJatB0UdJDcRdAEwM-JGOYBiW0UBYA7QkayEdAZaxh6fvrsPdpw4Fus/s1600/023.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Along with the purchase of Groceries for the new Dietary Requirements, I also did some shopping at our Antique Mall when I attended the Dealer Breakfast this weekend.  Along with foofing and restocked my Showrooms this Morning, since Sales had been extremely brisk and everything was in disarray... a good problem to have tho' so I'm not complaining!  *Smiles*   I got this trio of Emergency Candle Sacks, which are in a Sage and Sepia Organic Beauty that I just Love, all Hand-Made in Tea Stained Fabrics. </em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPpxVWCLT0PiFfKAh6Kz-Oq13WHQEAMFIWwIue-ZtFvyp134plYZ5DTLz7TW9M2hcLciCCK4oavqDYjF8mMANZ9f6-WjiJrFL9cicB8GvY8PwoNvjiFclwcJIBhvSDg1KWQuyj-JFSJd0/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="522" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPpxVWCLT0PiFfKAh6Kz-Oq13WHQEAMFIWwIue-ZtFvyp134plYZ5DTLz7TW9M2hcLciCCK4oavqDYjF8mMANZ9f6-WjiJrFL9cicB8GvY8PwoNvjiFclwcJIBhvSDg1KWQuyj-JFSJd0/s1600/034.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I also picked up some more Antique Viewfinder Photo Cards from my Friend Hugh's Booth and they will go on the Rusty Heart Valentine's Tree as ornamentation.  Hugh has the largest selection of these Lovely Antique Cards that you will ever see in your lifetime and they're priced from a mere dollar to about five dollars, depending on condition and subject matter.</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/AVvXsEig2nYRD2nzXqgAYkELzCzPOivylrO9oD5QoEZqhHcXSd95uYr3-wuML3OVkbFpcfKydfTLJggjcGnSGspEhqsbuKpNVDkaXiSuApaWiLyMBhkMz8XCne-fm3Rbp0rABxlmG2Zv6Vobv7g/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="538" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig2nYRD2nzXqgAYkELzCzPOivylrO9oD5QoEZqhHcXSd95uYr3-wuML3OVkbFpcfKydfTLJggjcGnSGspEhqsbuKpNVDkaXiSuApaWiLyMBhkMz8XCne-fm3Rbp0rABxlmG2Zv6Vobv7g/s1600/035.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I always seek out the ones staged in Victorian Homes because the Decor and Styling is so My Style... Bohemian Excess... I would have been right at Home in that Era I think as far as Home Styling and Architectural preferances... the Victorian folks were known for their Excess, Eclectic and Exotic Styling.</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/AVvXsEhdZ6zaOC55YfWZYTmj1aLgh98ErLxQnVsni5HyZ1tw4PidecNvwNfoDUznNElThEINvemVHEIFJIhEemKm6L_SPJnd6n5PCi4koD2GAqVQvue2S2_LU6pNxwyissDacPKBtPauQrFGiws/s1600/048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="574" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdZ6zaOC55YfWZYTmj1aLgh98ErLxQnVsni5HyZ1tw4PidecNvwNfoDUznNElThEINvemVHEIFJIhEemKm6L_SPJnd6n5PCi4koD2GAqVQvue2S2_LU6pNxwyissDacPKBtPauQrFGiws/s1600/048.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>The Man will get his Chocolates for Valentine's Day... I save my Favorite Valentine's Day Boxes and repurpose them for Valentine's Day Styling and filling with bulk candy that is his Favorite.  It's an economical and more refined way for him to get exactly what he prefers... and since the rest of us really can't or don't eat Chocolate, he has it all to himself!  *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/AVvXsEhhQk3FFiHRMgLZSVFlzNAAgDqSmVLBWdmIkr4jN0nIv_WNRlNky4TO4JCH56hibiE5eTiaLYd9viIAPr9RByyR7o5R5Ox3FP8seuaTbc_DgY5Xk9rlmltndvSGssRpQDSHqqVYt2MAb5w/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/AVvXsEhhQk3FFiHRMgLZSVFlzNAAgDqSmVLBWdmIkr4jN0nIv_WNRlNky4TO4JCH56hibiE5eTiaLYd9viIAPr9RByyR7o5R5Ox3FP8seuaTbc_DgY5Xk9rlmltndvSGssRpQDSHqqVYt2MAb5w/s1600/049.JPG" width="564" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Thought I'd show you a close-up of each of those Sweet Emergency Candle Sacks.  These are from another Vendor at our Antique Mall that has Rustic Styling which feels so Cozy and like an Old Fashioned Country or Prairie Home.  Though I couldn't Decorate my entire Home that way, since it's a little bit too 'Little House On The Prairie' for Yours Truly, I've always Appreciated that Sensibility and Style, it's very Welcoming and Soothing to the Soul.</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/AVvXsEh5_xRA_z2tL7YsNFDMhPRHNVxsj4Odqj_UtkqFZT61Nb2iIYwUvYdKu9-p3K1ZZSbyBN8UStkkwvTsA8KV4dWeTWn0HqWVXKE5ohzKKGlnrAhuIORl97hitjg1Tgopo2-QSU5Qmv4mDSY/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5_xRA_z2tL7YsNFDMhPRHNVxsj4Odqj_UtkqFZT61Nb2iIYwUvYdKu9-p3K1ZZSbyBN8UStkkwvTsA8KV4dWeTWn0HqWVXKE5ohzKKGlnrAhuIORl97hitjg1Tgopo2-QSU5Qmv4mDSY/s1600/050.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>If I had a Second Home that I used for Vacation Get-Aways, I might go more with that Simplistic Rustic Couture Prairie Styling... done my own way of coarse.  *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/AVvXsEglJWg77tTHdldPAPYwrlUrCfjDD78UmhN6bEkvn41k7IoilZuwL1HlWMnP3ZvUkvdILmOqbI06P5AkbTrKZi3vleGkJYopszbjfch-0HxeujAr_da3pTaS0URLEGst3EBtyFzXOyGcnRM/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/AVvXsEglJWg77tTHdldPAPYwrlUrCfjDD78UmhN6bEkvn41k7IoilZuwL1HlWMnP3ZvUkvdILmOqbI06P5AkbTrKZi3vleGkJYopszbjfch-0HxeujAr_da3pTaS0URLEGst3EBtyFzXOyGcnRM/s1600/051.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>My Vacation Get-Away would certainly be a Sage and Sepia Canvas to Experiment with Style Wise.</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/AVvXsEhFgO1GLO-RDXLNtXSi7Ivn5VR9JPDSCZaosGL-XGp23dPc6tl81NWCjTGvkkn4h76wtKWubxNboHPKBKl86F8RXytQtbUs3PU8Osz97w-wUShOYgy2AHRnNddar417AMir7OWf3ZF36Y4/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/AVvXsEhFgO1GLO-RDXLNtXSi7Ivn5VR9JPDSCZaosGL-XGp23dPc6tl81NWCjTGvkkn4h76wtKWubxNboHPKBKl86F8RXytQtbUs3PU8Osz97w-wUShOYgy2AHRnNddar417AMir7OWf3ZF36Y4/s1600/047.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And Honestly, Bohemian Valhalla is becoming more awash in Sage and Sepia lately than any other Palette... I almost didn't notice until I stood back and looked at most of our main living areas, because it wasn't Intentional at all... I just have gravitated in that direction of late.  Evolution in the Home is always something I've come to expect... as we move thru Seasons in Life we can become more comfortable with certain things and begin feathering our Nests with that which speaks to our Heart and Soul during that period of Life.</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/AVvXsEh2Itpe6DWgAauaKT5Sz7Gv_IHuhlIcOfSz8EAkxgtx-DZwv5WDNy2EMQ1akGcjsAv7mzsnsBnqdRrMLBp7DPUD4X95w6P7g2zpFzdJIO9mKVW577psIW55ZeQ1VTB6CDsufPgl4toOS-A/s1600/044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Itpe6DWgAauaKT5Sz7Gv_IHuhlIcOfSz8EAkxgtx-DZwv5WDNy2EMQ1akGcjsAv7mzsnsBnqdRrMLBp7DPUD4X95w6P7g2zpFzdJIO9mKVW577psIW55ZeQ1VTB6CDsufPgl4toOS-A/s1600/044.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>My Rusty Heart is still slowly on the mend, so I want to surround myself all the more now with those things that speak to my Heart and Soul loudest at this Time... and purge the rest, that which is not necessary or absolutely Beloved.  It's rather Freeing really... to reach that place of decisiveness and Letting Go.  I already feel Lighter... and I realize that the Great Edit and Purge that has been going on the past couple of years now has been quite Liberating and not nearly as difficult as I assumed it would be, given that I'm a Hoarder of Beautiful things and an Incurable Collector. </em></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEjwC4VrLYTtAeOVSVkhMp6Hf5uPxk3z90qUumUPY88JjlwkLJQ3HAffc6kSznTPhCW8xUSXCuD22u5BD8cotayVAMSNy7Ox_0pUtGZZPAcSrvkG2sGmlIOYEGrrWgfKF8OuxraglbzZ4/s1600/045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="523" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEjwC4VrLYTtAeOVSVkhMp6Hf5uPxk3z90qUumUPY88JjlwkLJQ3HAffc6kSznTPhCW8xUSXCuD22u5BD8cotayVAMSNy7Ox_0pUtGZZPAcSrvkG2sGmlIOYEGrrWgfKF8OuxraglbzZ4/s1600/045.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I shall probably never stop Collecting and Saving Treasures that others have discarded or don't Value... but I'm Delighting myself more in the Flipping of those objects now than the holding onto them for my own Home or Delight.</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/AVvXsEiDO1nigYQfeezacrWhw8cY1QL_k83DYeWFndQjaNwJx6UivU23ro9QXzhNZO42dul0Oq29hvPezPnRbHSnqfGC-uOrfwNboT98fCBepPlFA-8muWfGAgvloaQVt8ZwUOJ9LK1s4kUF9ug/s1600/052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="548" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDO1nigYQfeezacrWhw8cY1QL_k83DYeWFndQjaNwJx6UivU23ro9QXzhNZO42dul0Oq29hvPezPnRbHSnqfGC-uOrfwNboT98fCBepPlFA-8muWfGAgvloaQVt8ZwUOJ9LK1s4kUF9ug/s1600/052.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And the Transformation of our Living Space and my Art Studio Cottage is in full swing, so even more will be on it's way out... and a few selective Treasures will be making their way in.  I still have my 5 to 1 ratio... if I keep one thing, five must go... it keeps me accountable and resisting any impulse buys.  If I don't absolutely ADORE it, I hardly think it's worth dragging Home now if then five things have to Exit Stage Left because it came Home with me and was kept!  *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/AVvXsEhbsRamxEHwRXaEP1t0nG-p1bxOgvkIwJGVDdVuv9Em3U7QrTJJW4yUJc14iSXHzNjR4iJbG2sIkizAxFLeKNaYUvPEDhtH0nwLEponP8av_fYEyYmJ4rqs3uWeP91QRA0r3YmaRncBJOI/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/AVvXsEhbsRamxEHwRXaEP1t0nG-p1bxOgvkIwJGVDdVuv9Em3U7QrTJJW4yUJc14iSXHzNjR4iJbG2sIkizAxFLeKNaYUvPEDhtH0nwLEponP8av_fYEyYmJ4rqs3uWeP91QRA0r3YmaRncBJOI/s1600/006.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>But there are Exceptions that are definitely worth the swap... things I think I NEED... you all know how Needy I am, right?  *Winks*  My Friends Myko and Brett recently re-styled their Showroom at our Antique Mall with the most Fabulous array of Vintage Industrial Elements you've ever seen... and of coarse Myko Styles it all impeccibly... so that you want to just move in!   Or at the very least hire her to come do one of these make-overs at your house!!! *Winks*  So... here's your Interactive Quiz Part of the Post my Friends:  What do you suppose I NEEDED in this Vignette?  I'll give you a Clue... it was two things actually... and a second Clue... one is in the foreground and one is in the background.</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/AVvXsEjjXyywhrjP5Y8X671oKArcnWajJLBM-chsA1MSSDDqRwQJAVNVb7YchazM7LUrm_DamnahdEIknOfnqK5fXHPwGNII7WOF6stbAaNM7lup2v9vPgBrDaSHEs9RkFsB5kr4xIQUX9V_V14/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/AVvXsEjjXyywhrjP5Y8X671oKArcnWajJLBM-chsA1MSSDDqRwQJAVNVb7YchazM7LUrm_DamnahdEIknOfnqK5fXHPwGNII7WOF6stbAaNM7lup2v9vPgBrDaSHEs9RkFsB5kr4xIQUX9V_V14/s1600/016.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Though I ADORED ALL of the Re-Purposed Vintage Industrial Style Lighting... my Heart was most definitely set upon the Upcycled Olive Bucket Light... and I 'Bundled', just like Ole' Frank... and coupled it with another item I just HAD TO HAVE... because I NEEDED it too for the Art Studio Cottage Make-Over which will be a blend of Vintage Industrial and Dark Gothic Elements coupled with Bohemian Gypsy Splendor.</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/AVvXsEghs0cdPgmBOzfqt3V4iYw_oKYLA0bB4zJerY2MVxJ1dvNEICuYygNshpEqYSXuO24QVZ2jfcKR8FOGFo4KL-DqD_QEyL1OuzqE3EJTG511udk8kP2I35INFC27UEXjUzJPrCsvSKYkoeU/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghs0cdPgmBOzfqt3V4iYw_oKYLA0bB4zJerY2MVxJ1dvNEICuYygNshpEqYSXuO24QVZ2jfcKR8FOGFo4KL-DqD_QEyL1OuzqE3EJTG511udk8kP2I35INFC27UEXjUzJPrCsvSKYkoeU/s1600/018.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Item No. 2 was that Awesome Upcycled Corregated Tin Roofing Bunting that spells out VINTAGE.</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/AVvXsEjfj4UK4-Is3Am3vH3Eg0t8vrP8NXLhah60Mf2vbOPEdFT7E0rG-BUhtn0uYOZFJQumtnHmGmVGC5f3Ot-5naMIRsplNvxPuoOllzy3GAchF3xQaA2E1tw_Dz4J3M9KS40ZcretoWO0qMk/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfj4UK4-Is3Am3vH3Eg0t8vrP8NXLhah60Mf2vbOPEdFT7E0rG-BUhtn0uYOZFJQumtnHmGmVGC5f3Ot-5naMIRsplNvxPuoOllzy3GAchF3xQaA2E1tw_Dz4J3M9KS40ZcretoWO0qMk/s1600/019.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I already have some of those Great Industrial Garage Style Light swags... so you can kinda see the direction my Studio is shaping up into...  well, I Hope you've Enjoyed going Shopping with me Today?</em></div><div 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/AVvXsEgWHP309M83V-pTWky_8wkEjYSF45CmMSasQ3SF1K0bmQyw41kYzhbWWkEFhZ0fB70HUr3FLAwDd44e3-Ma1FN_6Y8hG9V0MHJddZcnjm3pUjR6XjogLmX-KffNdGTVrVUXWngUmlWHwEY/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="472" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWHP309M83V-pTWky_8wkEjYSF45CmMSasQ3SF1K0bmQyw41kYzhbWWkEFhZ0fB70HUr3FLAwDd44e3-Ma1FN_6Y8hG9V0MHJddZcnjm3pUjR6XjogLmX-KffNdGTVrVUXWngUmlWHwEY/s1600/015.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Carried Away With New Year Projects

<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/AVvXsEhAxchAFbWTx8R6J-5Z5l7nZpcF_fv4zxTj0pR7YiWTKD4gOG1BAagE1NGNnLoa79CnRaAJPB-jKHyBbFNK-kvUmRpoDV-EdL1Eg4DfTH3Tg-0AlWysHVcKOCvQwz7Askfy5jy7Xams9yQ/s1600/042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAxchAFbWTx8R6J-5Z5l7nZpcF_fv4zxTj0pR7YiWTKD4gOG1BAagE1NGNnLoa79CnRaAJPB-jKHyBbFNK-kvUmRpoDV-EdL1Eg4DfTH3Tg-0AlWysHVcKOCvQwz7Askfy5jy7Xams9yQ/s640/042.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>Though The Family would contend that I ALWAYS get Carried Away with my Projects, I do find that I get Insanely Carried Away at the start of a New Year!  *LOL*  There's something so Energizing about the Fresh Start of a brand New Year that Invigorates me and makes me want to Freshen and Change just about everything up.  You name it and I'm probably Re-Doing it after the New Year rolls in... the House, the Cottages, the Showrooms, the Garden, Wardrobe, the Pantry and Fridge contents... see what I mean... Insanely Carried Away!  *Smiles*  I got a lot of Heart when it comes to New Beginnings you see... I'm totally Game for it, so I go for it in a Big way!</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </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/AVvXsEhHPSIocs_e0vG8AXLYxc-NdnClNtxRekluBM05qmJc845ouq_q2GqtWDAfEduQqG7QxwSEW5u0O9F4LMi3lQh7hMKvn9GmtZj59bnl9k12fc8qURDOgStYUx1zFtxPLPn406EF4M7RxQk/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="528" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHPSIocs_e0vG8AXLYxc-NdnClNtxRekluBM05qmJc845ouq_q2GqtWDAfEduQqG7QxwSEW5u0O9F4LMi3lQh7hMKvn9GmtZj59bnl9k12fc8qURDOgStYUx1zFtxPLPn406EF4M7RxQk/s640/004.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So New Year's Day I rolled out Early and went Pickin'... yep, I found that lots of my Fav Pickin' Places were actually Open on New Year's Day and oddly nobody seemed to know about it because only a paltry few showed up to 'Pick'!  *Color me Happy!*  Which was Awesome because nobody was competing for the Great Inventory of Found Treasures and the few who were there seemed Intent on Pickin' Clothing and so nobody was vying for what I was Sourcing!  *Joyful Leaping Thru the Air! This was certainly Pickin' Valhalla!*</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/AVvXsEjnjN7jRKF4rVScEy49xW_B_4OwNnd-zTtSrNe6iCxtY820ZbvCpWYTKEfj_lx2SH0ydTmxouj6p9OTfVbf5KHPXiqfVbOG3EkI2KwYStiJitbUnG8jE6n7tOLbiEXRVLACMsQVcrLorIQ/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/AVvXsEjnjN7jRKF4rVScEy49xW_B_4OwNnd-zTtSrNe6iCxtY820ZbvCpWYTKEfj_lx2SH0ydTmxouj6p9OTfVbf5KHPXiqfVbOG3EkI2KwYStiJitbUnG8jE6n7tOLbiEXRVLACMsQVcrLorIQ/s640/003.JPG" width="546" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>So such Treasures as Fab Vintage Suitcases, Red and Gold Scrabble Tiles, Vintage Industrial Lighting and Interesting Chachkes were MINE ALL MINE!!!</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSlObFhhdLbPrHBKg7q78zirCLGbqLbsD1dndc_ZIbiLBLL4zxyTFsEi-lshmyiGImWm9x5W96SruU5ieo4ufrOa6vz3UdPE-0fuUSrD3NTl4p_IUgYf_QGfrBVUQWcLbG-4qdUfXpo74/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="538" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSlObFhhdLbPrHBKg7q78zirCLGbqLbsD1dndc_ZIbiLBLL4zxyTFsEi-lshmyiGImWm9x5W96SruU5ieo4ufrOa6vz3UdPE-0fuUSrD3NTl4p_IUgYf_QGfrBVUQWcLbG-4qdUfXpo74/s640/005.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I was previously such a Hoarder of Vintage Suitcases that The Family thought we could be Moving again at any point in Time and I could be packed and ready to go with everything we own on a Moment's Notice!  *Winks*  It took me some Time, but once I began Editing my Vintage Suitcase Collection and began being more Discerning about which Type I would hold onto and which Type I would Let Go of, most I now 'Pick' for the Showrooms and Keep only but a Select Few.  Much to the Relief of The Family!</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/AVvXsEh-c3BqvCgWJ2tvIXnkKeF_oTzFiHUw2a1CjNrUGfCEGlXXfWrGfeOE_OJwrPbEb-wddO8xnh6nsVnrGlem1D2taFLSC1ciVH8-1sgvyH890eTZ4xV9vAFzZ1Z8Kn6ZazAwvm_p2vK1EHA/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="552" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-c3BqvCgWJ2tvIXnkKeF_oTzFiHUw2a1CjNrUGfCEGlXXfWrGfeOE_OJwrPbEb-wddO8xnh6nsVnrGlem1D2taFLSC1ciVH8-1sgvyH890eTZ4xV9vAFzZ1Z8Kn6ZazAwvm_p2vK1EHA/s640/030.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Though the Larger one of this matching pair with my Lucky Number Seven and the Great Original Labels still legible and attached was mighty Tempting to not Let Go of.   But by Morning I'd Priced it too and off to the Showroom it went with it's Smaller Companion.</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/AVvXsEi7wUXNPlZrOOzqtBZHAaF3d6wcUwrdsnNDvNR2N5taW9xi2JAllnLsaKg2d1-E3OAGm4WtXc27COA5K7wZwLVyJIWFqmC9foh5ZzRz1bHI_r80An1g-LvvVpy2jN6Uqcfi6gk9ZNOQI74/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="488" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7wUXNPlZrOOzqtBZHAaF3d6wcUwrdsnNDvNR2N5taW9xi2JAllnLsaKg2d1-E3OAGm4WtXc27COA5K7wZwLVyJIWFqmC9foh5ZzRz1bHI_r80An1g-LvvVpy2jN6Uqcfi6gk9ZNOQI74/s640/006.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>In fact I was Proud of myself for not struggling at all with 100% of this 'Pick' going to the Showrooms... even the Huge Round Vintage Suitcase and the Large Golden Jewelry Box with numerous deep drawers....</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/AVvXsEitgQ6Tw32xszTdu1LB9tPJRQm-aZITD2QkNvuMuDnBBndhmpheZEWS42SXkeM7c_CXbV0v2rLxM0j-zbFqqbeFqkakA3vdlQ6uMImDX9XxSlAtETFiBY_vH1rmvw_4kqhyphenhyphen1zJZlyJJEI0/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/AVvXsEitgQ6Tw32xszTdu1LB9tPJRQm-aZITD2QkNvuMuDnBBndhmpheZEWS42SXkeM7c_CXbV0v2rLxM0j-zbFqqbeFqkakA3vdlQ6uMImDX9XxSlAtETFiBY_vH1rmvw_4kqhyphenhyphen1zJZlyJJEI0/s640/007.JPG" width="504" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Lined in Lucious Vintage Gold Velvet and in Pristine Condition it was quite a 'Score'.  Yep, though it could have certainly Organized many Bits and Bobs I utilize for other Projects and Creations, I Let Go of it too.</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/AVvXsEgZl692P01W7NTrYJAuVHoc9yrTkEGo4-4ZirwK6CZxZL1rMYHx7WCGTMhgn3s-S6ZM4qEnbAZgfZoBmuDKySSkmMKkBdgHaTvjNZFnd4SYClP0wdGuTr77wdc3c1RDhn-XFLWxVtvTNaI/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/AVvXsEgZl692P01W7NTrYJAuVHoc9yrTkEGo4-4ZirwK6CZxZL1rMYHx7WCGTMhgn3s-S6ZM4qEnbAZgfZoBmuDKySSkmMKkBdgHaTvjNZFnd4SYClP0wdGuTr77wdc3c1RDhn-XFLWxVtvTNaI/s640/008.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>I had recently Sold the Vintage Bridal Veils I'd Sourced in a previous 'Pick', so I was Jazzed to find another Custom Made One to put into Inventory.</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/AVvXsEgq-6w3i6LqgW9XnofKooJtE_yuReGymm6FIV8nHfSM2r_yFJ1x_x0RxlAg5uVCeuwlhyHAUoMi11Bg6yvoI2xQKpDzP-60N38ozplqXRKS2kVtktdgzE66vCyTChzoyL7jGgNWManO01U/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/AVvXsEgq-6w3i6LqgW9XnofKooJtE_yuReGymm6FIV8nHfSM2r_yFJ1x_x0RxlAg5uVCeuwlhyHAUoMi11Bg6yvoI2xQKpDzP-60N38ozplqXRKS2kVtktdgzE66vCyTChzoyL7jGgNWManO01U/s640/009.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Though I Love Vintage Hats, I now only keep a Select Few of those too in my Personal Collection and the rest... and all Vintage Bridal Veils end up Showroom bound... and are Popular Sellers.</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/AVvXsEjGiUZbNab5KaSbul8cNLom44dOamJHDizwxh98r5IrbhWunmvxhLpVcpXflM1MGRXB2JVoLUlc0_gu8Ditg7XlADL95oq2O90EPgT6ItgVlJVDLPxAjSvqSDtq4n8Ka5pLzlAlTk1PJz0/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/AVvXsEjGiUZbNab5KaSbul8cNLom44dOamJHDizwxh98r5IrbhWunmvxhLpVcpXflM1MGRXB2JVoLUlc0_gu8Ditg7XlADL95oq2O90EPgT6ItgVlJVDLPxAjSvqSDtq4n8Ka5pLzlAlTk1PJz0/s640/010.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Vintage Millinery is something I'm Passionate about even though I rarely wear Hats... but mostly only because it's so Hot here in the Arizona Desert that wearing them I find to be uncomfortable.  But for Decor, nothing beats Beautiful Vintage Millinery Collectibles in my opinion.</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/AVvXsEhEWfSHKLd07ZhycHyWvAVMSN_J7YztH4hqjumLusJiTu8KvK2ZvJfWQQd4beN_xFl5H0CxWAa1CmNBkXP8d5X_wSgQLrqpDsJgQ2yemaoKumL1wUZ5HTUDAEwHh9d57IdXTwemQDNekvU/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/AVvXsEhEWfSHKLd07ZhycHyWvAVMSN_J7YztH4hqjumLusJiTu8KvK2ZvJfWQQd4beN_xFl5H0CxWAa1CmNBkXP8d5X_wSgQLrqpDsJgQ2yemaoKumL1wUZ5HTUDAEwHh9d57IdXTwemQDNekvU/s640/011.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>And I rarely pass up Vintage Lace... whether its Wardrobe, Panels, Accessories or just Fabric.  So to Source TWO Beautiful Lace Dresses with lots of detailing in one day, Cha-Ching!  This one is in a Lovely Tea Stained Sepia Lace with loads of Pearls and Beading Accents.</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/AVvXsEha17puy1PrJd4dxaEk55TNuw_Yr4R6t_oqqj4eIAfVV-s0CSJCj1hFvWpiQzCv6Tc2XAe925c1gKBVTXCE7c4-395gpaILz_wAOTnNtGTSKDEECV25QbBMXsHRuEQHud9RazUcLW404XY/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha17puy1PrJd4dxaEk55TNuw_Yr4R6t_oqqj4eIAfVV-s0CSJCj1hFvWpiQzCv6Tc2XAe925c1gKBVTXCE7c4-395gpaILz_wAOTnNtGTSKDEECV25QbBMXsHRuEQHud9RazUcLW404XY/s640/012.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>An Attempt to give you more of a Close-Up of the Detailing, there's a lot of Hand-Work here and the Color of this Lace is simply Divine!!!</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/AVvXsEi4FCG7XwrLJz51gsU2-PPkx7GpwwfWjfAmJ51YzJDKvqjpo_loooIEZTkQ6Gm1hGoCu9wBvL6PXyxZbkFl3SADlH19d6mEqEUKFT5HlCB-vOlXSJOAVEFzIcmBbL9ZwsGWv5qQ-SzbNvM/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/AVvXsEi4FCG7XwrLJz51gsU2-PPkx7GpwwfWjfAmJ51YzJDKvqjpo_loooIEZTkQ6Gm1hGoCu9wBvL6PXyxZbkFl3SADlH19d6mEqEUKFT5HlCB-vOlXSJOAVEFzIcmBbL9ZwsGWv5qQ-SzbNvM/s640/013.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Now the Second Dress was a similar Styling but in a Classic White Lace.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfgrY_YL52pOCCgHIloPK-nqN31Ga3fimbrKuwJROOaFX-M2Lqk4H4aC8KkfTc6erFMNxajrecbCg5RDsj0-7opF1ICrJmdQdrqu_v88doVuPZ3mn-D8Qg_nFziybf_zprJyd8fCgkyvs/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/AVvXsEhfgrY_YL52pOCCgHIloPK-nqN31Ga3fimbrKuwJROOaFX-M2Lqk4H4aC8KkfTc6erFMNxajrecbCg5RDsj0-7opF1ICrJmdQdrqu_v88doVuPZ3mn-D8Qg_nFziybf_zprJyd8fCgkyvs/s640/014.JPG" width="576" /></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 some Bling Accent that really Sparkled in the Sunlight.   The Vintage Dress Form in Room 114 is now Modeling this Dress with a Vintage Mink Cape.  {Photos to follow in a Future Post.}</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></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/AVvXsEhGCwz-sVhvTcRpX5iO1Q9E884s0ORDDFD1z6orRbuZvxlV4N5qRH-bGlXGxwxXVV4ylZT6BrrGcRExzSe5ur-WPv5zCh_gGdw8bzXNM0i6DUj7WUJJg7WT22cwfJSxDqJ2KcPr3D6VDTk/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGCwz-sVhvTcRpX5iO1Q9E884s0ORDDFD1z6orRbuZvxlV4N5qRH-bGlXGxwxXVV4ylZT6BrrGcRExzSe5ur-WPv5zCh_gGdw8bzXNM0i6DUj7WUJJg7WT22cwfJSxDqJ2KcPr3D6VDTk/s640/031.JPG" width="496" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>That's right, I didn't have any Time to Photograph any of the Finished Projects I did on Day No. 2 of this New Year... and ya wanna know why?  Because I got completely Carried Away and things Snowballed and Spun out of Control Quickly like an Avalanche that there was no turning back from or getting out of the way of!   A Modest Project to Re-Vamp Showroom #114 turned into a Major Project of Epic Proportions that took Hours longer than Anticipated... all day Actually!</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/AVvXsEhxrBIUKsmNKm18poJInMwG4WSXP05BihMaig-X8c4Y6ySUS6txG86gTl-h_69JFhVb1PfwdUkZtIw5H6QOWnKX4OkpWy2APA4Jnw6VRA0Zkb7QId_crOpDniRYShZro71WTlGXrXZZNPo/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="474" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxrBIUKsmNKm18poJInMwG4WSXP05BihMaig-X8c4Y6ySUS6txG86gTl-h_69JFhVb1PfwdUkZtIw5H6QOWnKX4OkpWy2APA4Jnw6VRA0Zkb7QId_crOpDniRYShZro71WTlGXrXZZNPo/s640/002.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Yes, my Projects tend to take on Beastly Proportions once they begin and devour all Time and boundaries of Sanity.   The Man Anticipated this, since it is my Typical Pattern, especially at the Beginning of any New Year.  *LOL*   I'm going to Re-Do one Showroom, I says Bright and Early this Morning, since the G-Kid Force were being Entertained away from Home for the majority of the day, giving me Rare Freedom to get things done.  I'll be back in a <u>couple</u> of Hours.  Sure you will, he says... he knows that tho' I THINK I will get this done Quickly, the only thing that will actually be Quick is how Quicly things will Spiral out of Control once I begin my 'Project'!  *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/AVvXsEiS8logTqaLwrS2aI2G6ozRSwv6tyFLH17Twt4l-hDQbPzqL5dMxZBALJhGya0KqnLH4oCvwVVoaxe4JuJXgJz00eu7hw8aniEuZBjMe0_-kN3lviFU04GiqaArED2M_8-by9jD3yoAvh4/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="590" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS8logTqaLwrS2aI2G6ozRSwv6tyFLH17Twt4l-hDQbPzqL5dMxZBALJhGya0KqnLH4oCvwVVoaxe4JuJXgJz00eu7hw8aniEuZBjMe0_-kN3lviFU04GiqaArED2M_8-by9jD3yoAvh4/s640/023.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Of coarse he was right, as usual... what began as just a Re-Foof and Re-Freshing of the Showroom... soon became a Major Re-Decorating, Cleaning, Re-Arranging and Re-Styling of the entire Showroom!   I literally took almost everything out of it that was Inventory and began almost with a Blank Canvas!   And once it was done... HOURS and HOURS later... well, it looked and Felt so damn good that I had the Momentum now to move on to Showroom #133 didn't I?  *LOL*  I'd called Home and The Man was Okay languishing in Bed watching his Sports... the Kiddos weren't going to be Home until Dusk... so I was on a Roll, I couldn't stop now!  The Avalanche had begun and was barreling downhill wiping out everything in it's Path and making a New Landscape in it's swath!</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/AVvXsEgcwuPnTiqyMO38WqzzY0KBuxQAndAJ9_iTuRPIanibvHvvTgCu-3UF9AwRy9_qWR55PJU3pNGFsXVZELCQpeFlTy_wcKur5IdKmDHQf_je9yFhb3MSEFlchu3CL6Sl5OxISkMcNIVisZc/s1600/056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="633" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcwuPnTiqyMO38WqzzY0KBuxQAndAJ9_iTuRPIanibvHvvTgCu-3UF9AwRy9_qWR55PJU3pNGFsXVZELCQpeFlTy_wcKur5IdKmDHQf_je9yFhb3MSEFlchu3CL6Sl5OxISkMcNIVisZc/s640/056.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 in between all of this flurry of Insane Work I'd undertaken I was also Negotiating Deals with Customers and other Dealers on the Christmas Inventory I was wanting Gone... I'm not one to pack it all away until next Season... I'd rather 'Pick' Fresh Vintage Seasonal Inventory every Year if possible.  And JUST as I was in the Home Stretch of getting it Done and ready to go Home, completely Exhausted but Happy... the Inevitable happened.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </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/AVvXsEibEjgPb_5CZ1YPL5lGIfNHH6HFaI-RTaqvfr5qS6PGyovD_xHVJqiYn_DSuEAnl6cIp7OvSLoSCK-I3Ou1GNgYrx4M1FwxbvFrlC0Vv4ZG54BbEcRuqHPnZqYCDl9Xhx2oVj4NR25rS0g/s1600/085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibEjgPb_5CZ1YPL5lGIfNHH6HFaI-RTaqvfr5qS6PGyovD_xHVJqiYn_DSuEAnl6cIp7OvSLoSCK-I3Ou1GNgYrx4M1FwxbvFrlC0Vv4ZG54BbEcRuqHPnZqYCDl9Xhx2oVj4NR25rS0g/s640/085.JPG" width="512" /></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>You see, The Man had Encouraged me to Pick up some 'Filler Shifts' at Work now... if the Mall needed a Replacement Key Dealer on an Occassional Second Shift where I would Fill In for someone who couldn't make it or needed last minute Coverage.   I can't yet do Regular Scheduled Shifts, but he's at a stage in his Recovery where I can Work Occassionally, when he's having a Good Day.  And my Friend Sue comes in just as I'm wrapping up Showroom #133 and says she's not Feeling Well and could I take her Evening Shift Tonight, which begins in Forty-Five Minutes!?!   Uh oh...  but I can see she doesn't look Well at all... so I call The Man... and he says Why Not do a Sunup to Sundown now... because we all know that once I Stop, well, the Body will Seize Up... and a Body in Motion tends to stay in Motion... so Make Hay while the Sun Shines Girl!  *Winks*</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/AVvXsEjZzb8RcGkzh055-2aULB9oTKZcRNQsoOq_ibikPX7HB-ginGWXUsogaIdzbKodAC60IS4F8m80gHOWTNH8D7UNcxNiSqbbX6ea7U7r1VECATNe7ZM29zK7RqH31996kShBPuvDZfOhpSA/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/AVvXsEjZzb8RcGkzh055-2aULB9oTKZcRNQsoOq_ibikPX7HB-ginGWXUsogaIdzbKodAC60IS4F8m80gHOWTNH8D7UNcxNiSqbbX6ea7U7r1VECATNe7ZM29zK7RqH31996kShBPuvDZfOhpSA/s640/003.JPG" width="574" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <em>So yep, that's how 'Modest' Project No. One for 2014 became a 'Major Insanity' amount of Work on only the Second Day of this New Year... but hey, that's just how I Roll when I've got a Heady Bite of the New Year's New Beginnings Bug!  *Winks*  My Kids always said I'll never get Rusty with Age, I'll go out in a Blaze of Glory doing something totally Insane for an Old Lady!  *LOL*</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtSh_tnKmEfbN626xuUAQXXeN8JmzjyQd4T-1hCo7nfA_D_ixwEx1VOwoJ7kTePebHk8e7NqTfZmG089ZyAkPxqd0JVGcv242e7F1Kc5Yxmj6zivVs1KR2A3a1pBZeuDAwQFKxsOFun-w/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtSh_tnKmEfbN626xuUAQXXeN8JmzjyQd4T-1hCo7nfA_D_ixwEx1VOwoJ7kTePebHk8e7NqTfZmG089ZyAkPxqd0JVGcv242e7F1Kc5Yxmj6zivVs1KR2A3a1pBZeuDAwQFKxsOFun-w/s640/031.JPG" width="595" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>Blessings from the Arizona Desert... 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Carried Away With New Year Projects

    Though The Family would contend that I ALWAYS get Carried Away with my Projects, I do find that I get Insanely Carried Away at the start...

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