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    By Silvertree

    Please be aware that we do not permit swap-related content on profiles or in blogs. Please post this content only in the For Sale, Swaps, and Wanted forums, or in the Wishlists topic. ~from Swapping 101  Thanks!
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agressive florals of doom

I really really have trouble with straight up florals. Peony Moon is a great example of this. It smelled fantastic in the bottle, spicy and lightly floral, but when I put it on it turned into the evil floral headache from hell. My chemistry was like, oh hell no and smacked the bitch down. Oh well, not meant to be and apparently Beltane isn't either. It's not as angry but it's not pleasant either. I suppose two out of four is not bad for an LE order. That seems to be the trend with me anyway. My skin seems picky and rather elitist I think. It drinks up the LE scents that if I want more I'll have to sell my first born for but rejects nearly all catalog scents...okay not most but a ton! It did really like Enraged Bunny but that has other stuff in it. My skin does like roses though and that's kind of a surprise since I thought that I didn't like roses. Beth's roses though, are fantastic and non-migraine causing.   In other perfumey news I wore Underpants out for a brief time and while I didn't have people throwing themselves at me, how gauche of them I know, I thought I smelled rather delish. That's what counts anyway....although I'd like other people to acknowledge my fabulous smell once in awhile. I'm human after all.   Okay, now I seriously need to go wash off Beltane because my head is starting to throb. Damn flowers and their nasty ways!   By the way, I mentioned a livejournal last time but I neglected to give my user name. That's not because I'm hiding from you all...... It's 'jessiesquash' and I always welcome new friends. Just be warned that I'm a little crazy. It might be safer here where I'm restrained by board rules and such.

jessiesquash

jessiesquash

 

Happiness on a gloomy day

I'm feeling the weight of depression settling in on me this weekend, and I'm sort of afraid of falling back into that pit of awfulness. But! I got an awesome card from my switch witch, I'm preparing my switchee's package, and I've been trying Penance's tarts (and others) over the past couple of days. I love my tart burner. So! Goodness in my life:   -I'm very, very much in love with someone who is everything I want and need, all in one person, and I'm able to recognize how rare that is to find, and be awed.   -I'm NOT incapacitated by depression/anxiety. I'm in school, I'm doing things on my own- even things I don't particularly want to do, and I'm learning how to live life. I'm making mistakes, but who doesn't?   -There are these bunnies on my campus, which fill me with utter joy to see, and I tend to see them most every day. They are ADORABLE. I'm not in the midst of a huge metropolis or anything, but it's not exactly rural, either, so they're particularly exciting.   -I finally got a tart warmer thingy! And a ton of tea lights, because who knew they burnt out so quickly? But, yeah. So far I've tried a skindazzles Island Paradise one I got from Hawke last SW round (which was subtle and really, really pretty), Creme Brulee from 4 Fat Cats Wax Works (which I really like but the SO hates, sadly.), Peppercorn from 4FCWW which is amazing and lingers like you wouldn't believe, and I'm melting a Jack Frost from Yankee Candles that Hawke also sent me, and I haven't been out to sniff at the room yet, but I will. It smelled grand in the solid, though!   -I'm trying to teach myself to draw. I actually like some of the images I've sketched so far, which is... unusual. I would never describe myself as artistically talented by ANY stretch of the imagination. I started on the drawing kick as almost a joke, sort of inspired by my switchee (I'll explain once the round is over, in case she somehow stumbles across this), and found out that it was really soothing and I liked doing it overall. The SO has been really supportive.   -I'm changing my name! What's more is that I know what I want it to be, finally. I thought I knew, but when it came time to sign paperwork, it felt really awful. I've been trying to settle on something that's agreeable to both myself and the SO and sounds good with his last name, and I FINALLY found the right one. He brought it up, and it had been one I'd been too uncertain about to voice. I'm really excited about the namechange, anyway.   -Earlier this week, when I came home from school and got out of the car, I looked up at the sky and a thousand bits of cotton from cottonwood trees in the area were floating gently in the wind, and with the sun shining through them against the backdrop of a blue sky, they all looked like fairies, and it was breathtaking and I can't do it justice.   -I did really well on my last english essay. I'm getting more comfortable with the format of the class and with the people in the class. It's really more of a political science class, but as long as he is consistent with his course outline, I'll do well in the class.   -I got to hear the father of Fractals speak. (Which is all I'll say on the matter, because that's the most positive thing I can say about the experience, heh.)   -Despite the agony of giving up on Archaeology, I'm really enjoying the break between my classes. I've never done that before. I'm planning on doing it again in the fall.   -My wedding invitations are done! (They're not sent off yet, and they're not what I wanted them to be, but they're done.) This is cause for much rejoicing.   -I've found stuff for the bridesmaids, flower girls, and other people to wear, and my mother found a dress she loves. I'm excited.   -I've made it through half the quarter.   -I got a postcard from my switch witch today!   -Paris was eliminated from American Idol, and while it's sad for her, she's really the only one I felt deserved to go at this stage.   ...Yeah, I'm done. Heh.

smallvoice

smallvoice

 

Colorado Meet-N-Sniff this Sunday May 7th

Just a quick note...   Well... I know it hasn't been that long, but I've had several people asking to do another Meet-N-Sniff, and since I just got the amazing C12 Limited Edition blends, this would be a great time for everyone to get to sniff them.   COLORADO BPAL MEET-N-SNIFF Sunday May 7th 2:00pm @ Cafe Netherworld 13th and Pennsylvania Cap Hill, Denver   Feel free to bring whatever you'd like... imps, bottles, your whole collection or just stuff you want to swap... whatever seems best to you. Cafe Netherworld is a wonderful cafe/coffeehouse/bar. They serve New Orleans styled food, adult beverages and coffee of course. They have a great staff who love love us and actually asked us to come back because they miss us and of course they play some super fun music to keep us chipper. They even provide cups of coffee beans to clear our sniffers!   Please reply here if you plan to come because I need RSVP's so I can let the cafe know how many of us to expect. They set aside a table for us.   RSVP'd from LJ slave1 graygirl kimonthejourney arcanemyst pyrotech_c3h8 destinymanifest the_only_babbs goth_hobbit phenobarbiedoll divinemissa 3ofswords __meltdown asphyx_impetus   RSVP'd from the Forums: Nightbird PennyPretty LunaSea   Thanks everyone!!!

slave1

slave1

 

Manic preparations and weirdness.

In ten days, I leave for a six-week trip to south-western France, where I will be conducting research for my Ph.D. dissertation. I'm going alone and I'll be traveling by bicycle within France along part of the medieval pilgrimage route that runs from Tours to Santiago de Compostela in Spain. This is either going to be an extremely meaningful period of introspection and personal growth for me, or I'm going to drive myself nuts before I'm done.   The basis of my dissertation is to construct and decipher a vernacular lexicon comprised of marginal sculpture on twelfth-century churces along this route, concentrating particularly on the use obscene or profane figures. Unfortunatley, the guidelines of the BPAL blogs specifically prohibit the posting of obscene and profane material (no mention of whether 900 year old obscenity counts), so I most likely won't be posting photos of those elements. However, I'll try to link to outside sources like Flickr for the real meaty stuff.   I'm totally packed except for my laptop, my toothpaste, my makeup, and my jammies. I'm shipping my bike over on Tuesday, so it will be waiting for me when I arrive. For the most part, I'm zombified. I'm so ready to go, so ready to be on the road with my camera, and yet I've been having some really severe panic attacks. I'm sure this has to do with my pathological fear of flying. I've not been on a plane since 1993, and in that case, the woman behind me gave me a valium so I'd chill out. Being a control freak can be majorly detrimetal to one's mental health.   So tonight, I'm going to a departmental awards ceremony where I'm getting a nice chunk of change ($4500!) to pay for a lot this trip. And maybe therapy after being alone with myself for so long.   More later...

Heretic

Heretic

 

cake or death.....?

So how many blogs does one girl need? Well apparently if you're me, you need at least two. I am a livejournal fiend but I've found that very few of my friends care about my obsession with BPAL and even if they did, I'm sure they don't want to me to talk about it ALL the time! So, new blog hidden amongst other blogs of my fellow bpaladdicts. *group hug*   So today I FINALLY received my 4/1 order and it was delicious! It contained Underpants, Beltane, Enraged Bunny Musk and an imp pack. I tried Underpants first because I was desperate to know if the sandalwood and I would finally make peace with each other. Amazingly, yes! It smells scrumptious!!!!!!!!!! How about a few more....!!!!!!!! Fantastic! I just keep crushing my nose against my wrists and all in my cleavage like I'm starving and there's is a piece of moist carrot cake hidden there somewhere....ooh that sounds good! Okay, I get distracted I know. I think that's part of my charm.   I'll just leave you with a quick thought: Does anyone else get the urge sometimes to just slather themselves in bpal and roll around naked until you're covered from head to toe with it and then run around screaming, "smell me I'm tasty!".......just me, huh? Oh well. I will now end this ridiculous and pointless post and let you get back to your regularly scheduled sanity.   Au Revoir!

jessiesquash

jessiesquash

 

My GC Circular Swap Packages

This is how quickslvr organized my packages: pink.owl - #1: Dance of Death, Darkness, Hemlock, Les Fleurs Du Mal, Nephilim, Wolfsbane, Wrath #2: Aeval, Carnal, Morocco, O, Red Queen, R'lyeh, Scarecrow #3: Amsterdam, Brisingamen, Hecate, Lust, Sin, Sri Lanka, Tamora #4: Absinthe, Casanova, Dorian, Has No Hanna, Nocturne, Ra, Santo Domingo #5: All Night Long, Hades, Lion, Marquise De Marteuil, Perversion, Santa Eularia Des Riu #6: Belladonna, Delight, Incantation, Lampades, Maiden, New Orleans #7: Black Rose, De Sade, Kitsune-Tsuki, London, Nyx, Queen of Sheba #8: Dana O'Shee, Santa Muerte, Satyr, Thalia, Venice, Wilde   How I want to organize my testing is: By package, each scent gets a short review, and either a "for me" or "not for me" conclusion, and if it warrants a bottle, the size bottle I want.   Am I crazy? For Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab, I AM.

pink.owl

pink.owl

 

Entire General Catalog Circular Swap

I decided I am participatiing in the Entire General Catalog Circular Swap. On April 29, I offered my first pack of imps to the group, consisting of: Dance of Death, Darkness, Hemlock, Les Fleurs Du Mal, Nephilim, Wolfsbane, Wrath.   On May 4, I decided I was going to go through all of my imps and donate as much as I possibly could, which consisted of: Absinthe Aeval Amsterdam All Night Long Belladonna Black Rose Brisingamen Carnal Casanova Dana O'Shee Delight De Sade Dorian Hades Has No Hanna Hecate Incantation Kitsune-Tsuki Lampades Lion, The London Lust Maiden Marquise De Marteuil Morocco New Orleans Nocturne Nyx O Perversion Queen of Sheba Ra Red Queen R'Lyeh Santa Eularia Des Riu Santa Muerte Santo Domingo Satyr Scarecrow Sin Sri Lanka Tamora Thalia Venice Wilde Many of these I have not given a proper test. I will test all of the ones I need to, according to the sniffing, dabbing guidelines, before they get sent off. I have decided to use my blog to record this whole experience! I have never been part of a circular swap, but it seems like fun, and this is definitely the best one for me because I have dreamed for a long time of trying the entire general catalog. I am hoping to find some treasures in this endeavor, things I may have never ordered myself, but that I love, and will order bottles of!

pink.owl

pink.owl

 

The moth and the flame

I had someone recommend reading the poet Nikki Giovanni, so I went to her web site to see what her work was all about. This was the first poem that I clicked on. I liked it so much that I wanted to share with anyone who might choose to read this blog. I'm going back read a lot more of her work.   So here it is... I hope you enjoy it.   Poem (for EMA)     though i do wonder why you intrigue me i recognize that an exceptional moth is always drawn to an exceptional flame   you're not at all what you appear to be though not so very different   i've not learned the acceptable way of saying you fascinate me I've not even learned how to say i like you without frightening people away   sometimes I see things that aren't really there like warmth and kindess when people are mean but sometimes i see things like fear and want to soothe it or fatigue and want to share it or love and want to recieve it   is that weird you think everyone is weird though you're not really hypocritical you just practice not being what you want to be and fail to understand how others would dare to be otherwise that's weird to me   flames don't flicker forever and moths are born to be burned   it's an unusual way to start a friendship but nothing lasts forever

valentina

valentina

 

Of Carts and Horses and Ol Factory Priority

Snarky's analytical brain knows that there is still ONE MORE DAY until the house is officially theirs. But her animal Veruca Salt side of her brain is stomping its little patent-leather Mary Janes-shod feet all over the sensible hardwood floors, scuffing up the works.   Snarky just had a minor retail freak out over at Penance's tart site just now and is not looking forward to the reaction of The Mister. She doubts that he was as troubled as she was by the "Old House Smell" that was wafting up from the recently vacated basement. This assumption is based mostly on the fact that she had to point it out to him.   But she could not resist scent combinations like hinoki wood & cypress, blackberry & sage, persimmons (The Mister's favorite dessert fruit) & water orchid, and the legendary Red Velvet Cake.   Because Chez Snark will not have Old House Smell. It musn't!   Snarky is contemplating some sneaky shadiness in the form of "Oh! Why, it must be a housewarming gift from some mysterious and tasteful benefactor!" Yeah. That's the ticket.   Scent-induced memories have always been important to Snarky. Her memory is uneven and mostly buried in her subconscious (she could tangent off into a rather lengthy recap of this morning's just-before-the-alarm dream that dredged up all manner of high school, college, and oddly enough, recent pop-culture bugaboos). Anything to help trigger a sense of continuity and a past is snapped up and put in the arsenal.   Snarky wants this house to be linked to anything other than the Old House Smell. She probably went a bit overboard, but she wanted to have all her ol factory bases covered.

darkitysnark

darkitysnark

 

Beautiful Wreck

Now that things are entirely quiet at my job, way too quiet as far as I'm concerned, I tend to tune in satellite radio on the internet, put on the headphones and send the nosy or bored coworkers the message that I'm not tremendously interested in their blather. I head a song this morning that I really enjoyed called "Beautiful Wreck" by a guy named Shawn Mullins. He's a new one to me, but hell, I enjoyed that song.   I feel like a beautiful wreck a great deal of the time, although I hide my "wreckedness" behind a veneer of extreme cool competence. A few years ago I decided my cool, competent side was just fine for a professional exterior, but my beautiful wreck is really a component of my nicer side.   I don't know if many of you have read or thought much about your "shadow side" (very Jungian), but once I gave it some thought, I decided that I didn't always need to be the ultra-competent wonder diva that I normally try to be when I'm professionally "on." Fucking hell, I lightened up on myself.   We're all so complicated and utterly together and beautifully messed up, and I really adore it when someone else lets me see more than one facet of their person. That sort of honesty can scare a lot of people, but I think it's what it's all about. I have a lot of issues with people who get scared by honesty; it would seem that falsity is much, much scarier. But I guess it's not if you pretend that the illusions are reality.   While I know that we're all living in our own little dream worlds to some extent, I really wonder how many people live deep in the fantasy with occasional, and unwelcome, flashes of reality. And from what I've seen, reality can be far, far more amazing than the fantasies.

valentina

valentina

 

So Exhausted.

I took my first practice half-exam today (18 questions in 2 hours). I was tired, had a headache, was forgetting shit right and left. And through all that, I still got 50% of the questions right. That pass mark on this test is usually about 60%, and about 30-40% of people who take each sitting pass.   I have two weeks to go, and a lot of formulas to memorize, but it's in my grasp. The questions I got wrong, most of them I knew what needed to be done, but couldn't remember the formulas or the details. That's easy enough to brush up on in the next two weeks.   I have a dance performance on Friday, that will involve about 4-5 hours sitting around back stage. I will be sitting around with my flash cards, and I think it will be a huge shot in the arm for me, since 4 hours of memorization will do me a lot of good.   Breathe.   I got my bottle of Baku earlier this week. I've been wearing it to bed every night to try to slow down my racing mind. When I track down my scotch tape, I'm going to move it to a roller ball, to keep by the bed.   Still Breathing.

antimony

antimony

 

Almost finished...

I stink of: Zero and Thagirion. Both are very nice, but I'm preferring Thag's light creamy springy floral scent right now...   Ugh, I'm almost done with my coursework. So many deadlines over these last two weeks. And those assignments really are more like pain in the ASSignments! Especially that quantum physics one...one thing's for sure, my brain had some serious exercise this fortnight! I am not looking forward to exams at all.   It was actually WARM today, finally! I hate cold weather and sometimes where I am in Hertfordshire feels like the North Pole, and after a particularly long and cold winter, it's good to have some decent spring sunshine, and it feels good being able to wear a t-shirt outside without freezing! I love warm sunny days-I'm not one for rain and moody greyness, or stormy weather, I'm afraid.   I'm really worried about the state of my Underpants/Bunny order-it's still MIA even though it's been sent! I've never had a two week delay for BPAL-I'm in the UK but BPAL orders usually get there faster than most other international orders! I emailed the Lab on Saturday and still haven't got a reply (that may be due to the move though). If I don't get my order by this Saturday or by next weekend, should I email the Lab again, or would that be considered impolite/annoying? I don't know how long to wait before an order is considered truly 'lost' in the mail...

PurringPulsar

PurringPulsar

 

Squee Storage

Darkity was going to squee all over the "how are you feeling?" thread, but there's some heavy shozbot going down over there and she didn't want to be the inappropriately gleeful one interrupting the flow of commiseration...   So she'll subject her blog to rampant glee instead.   Because the house? Very almost nearly officially ChezSnark! Darkity and The Mister signed away their lives and handed over The Big Check yesterday. The Sellers had already signed their bit up in Canada, so all that stands between The Snarks and Homeownership now is for the paperwork to record (and the check to go through... Darkity still regrets that her bank does not make their checks proportionately sized to the amounts they represent. She wanted to have a picture of the Ginormous Check Handoff complete with Ginormous Publisher's Clearinghouse style Check.), which is scheduled to happen sometime on Friday.   To add to the glee, some good friends visiting from Back East were dragged to the homesite for One Last Look on Saturday, and the house (and grounds) met with enthusiastic approval. These friends have about two more decades of experience with the world than The Snarks. The husband is the Ultimate Mr. Fixit and the wife is a Master Gardener. They both knew The Snarks' last ChezSnark (in all it's cute, quaint, cramped glory) and are famliar with Darkity's Black Thumb of Doom. So to get their nod of encouragement was... extremely encouraging!   Now The Snarks are dealing with nesting instincts on Overdrive. They found a place that consigns ecclectic furniture. They are addicted to Craigslist. They are gonna have a home!

darkitysnark

darkitysnark

 

Hi, my name is ____and I'm a basket case

I'm having a really tough time with this grieving process. I know about the stages of grief; I know I'm not going to feel better for a while. But I'm finding it hard to accept that I have to feel this crappy all the time. Plus, I'd like to talk to some other people who know what I'm going through.   So, I'm off this evening to attend a support group called "Adult Loss of a Parent" sponsored by a local hospice organization.   I've never really been the "support group" or 12-step type of person. When I was younger, I attended Adult Children of Alcoholics a few times, but I was weirded out by the prayers and hugging at the end of each meeting. I have a certain level of suspicion/skepticism for people who come up to me with a fervent gleam in their eye and say, "Keep coming back! Keep working the program!" There's something about it that seems cult-like to me.   I also wonder whether I'm really a good candidate for a support group like this. My mom died less than a month ago. The people in this group -- what if their parents died a while ago and they're already beyond the raw, painful stage I'm in? They may be ready to move on. I have to be honest and say there are plenty of days I don't even want to move on. Every day that passes takes me further from the time my mother was alive, and I want to keep her memory close. I don't want to let it go.   But I keep telling myself I have to keep an open mind. And maybe I can learn something from people who have already walked this path. Maybe there's a way to live with the memories without dissolving into a puddle of tears every time I think of her.   But if anyone at this group tries to give me a hug, I may have to punch them.

parrot_suspect

parrot_suspect

 

Good intentions

An '80's and '90's flashback all in one song: Tori Amos doing a cover of "Father Figure." Do you remember the video for that song? The gorgeous, Bettie Page-like S & M model/"love interest" for George Michael? It was kind of hot. When Tori sings it, the "to be warm and naked, by your side" lyric takes on a little more heat. George kind of hissed his way through that song, where Tori almost whispers her way through it.   There's a Lyle Lovett song that has a line in it that goes: "She wasn't good, but she had good intentions." Maybe you have to hear him singing it, but it always makes me laugh. Sometimes I wonder if it amuses me because that's a very succinct description of me.   "Succinct" is a good word to say out loud, repeatedly. Just try it.   I'm listening to satellite radio, and now Chris Issacs is singing that "I Don't Want To Fall In Love" song, and do you remember the video for that one? Christ. Helena Christenson, the model, rolling around mainly naked on a beach with black sand? Chris got to nuzzle her neck as she looked so not into him. And what a messed-up, wildly codependent, semi-whiny and totally white-hot song that one is! Woo.   Just before that, they played one of my favorite Ani DiFranco songs with the lyric: "before you end up parked and sobbing, forehead on the steering wheel." Hmmm... wonder why I like that moody little lyric? I'm not sure I've ever really done that, but I've certainly felt like it. Who hasn't?   Well, I don't know if this entry was good, but it had good intentions...

valentina

valentina

 

I got paranoid...

Thought I'd not be able to find a bottle of Ligeia, so I just went to BPAL and ordered a full bottle. Talk about good timing! It is, this morning, no longer available. I also got a bottle of La Belle Au Bois Dormant (my boyfriend digs that one). I will get Endymion, Embalming Fluid, and Amsterdam sometime, too!

eviltemptressdq

eviltemptressdq

 

I'm clean!

I think my allergies finally cleared up, as I've been able to wear my nice BPAL smellies without breaking out in rashes for the past couple days!   How I missed Hellion and Masque and The Star and ...

dawndie

dawndie

 

School Blooz

I need something to do other than my school work and I've already gone over the entire forum.   So, I guess I'll talk about my work.   April has been a hell month for me. I have a total of 60 pages for 6 papers to write. I think I want to write them all down just to see their awesomeness   Paper #1: Military Statecraft: Analyze the Iran nuclear case and provide policy prescriptions. 5 pages...done   Paper #2: Globilization and the market from my readings. 5 pages...done   Paper #3: Environmental global governance. 20 page research paper...finish tomorrow   Paper #4: Policy Analysis: US intervention in El Salvador in the 70s. 10 page research paper...done   Paper #5: Finance and Trade: US-China trade relations and why it isn't a bad thing. 10 pages...done   Paper #6: Globalization and Outsourcing: Why outsourcing is good for the US. 10 pages...done   I've known about #3 and #4 all semester so it's my fault for procrastinating. #5 and #6 were given to me last Monday and I had until today to do them both. I have to say that I was so releaved when I turned them in!   Tonight, I will be writing my oral presentation for #4 and tommorow I'll finish the last 3 pages of #3...then it's summertime!   Summer will be busy too. I didn't manage to find an internship because no one thinks I'm good enough, so I need to find a job. In addition, I'm going to be applying to the Presidential Managemenr Fellowship. Cross your fingers here people!   School is amazing and mindblowing but I'll be excited when it's over next year. But, then I fear finding a job.   Anyways, school's on the brain so I must get back to work! I have a bottle of wine calling me...

Rheliwen

Rheliwen

 

More imps!

Hooray! I just got my 2nd package from the forum... this time from aedes Here is what I got:   ligeia cordelia endymion amsterdam   I haven't even had a chance to sniff them yet, but will so in a few mins! I still have to do the reviews for the other ones I got on Friday (AND the 3 I remember that I tested from HennaFairy over the weekend). I'm such a slacker!   *EDIT: I am seriously IN LOVE with these scents. All four. Must own 3. WTF can I do now? Must buy bottle of Ligeia TONIGHT before it is no longer available. Geez. Want Endymion and Amsterdam bottles, too! YIKES!! Gotta update my wishlist, I suppose! maybe someone will swap bottles of those two for bottle I get from my Ebay purchase

eviltemptressdq

eviltemptressdq

 

May Day basket, 2006 style

Happy Beltane, everyone! My inner druid has always been a spirited creature, and nothing makes me happier than a pagan holiday. It just makes you feel alive, you know? Here's a link to a site that shows there's still a group of Scots who still like to do it up right:   http://www.beltane.org/   I am sure they're sleeping well in Edinburgh today! Or maybe they'll save the sleep for much later tonight...   So leave a May Day basket for someone special, or simply smell so good (thanks to your BPAL) that you're like a walking May Day basket to everyone that you encounter.   Hmmm... I have on Monster Bait: Underpants today, so would that make me a May Basket with a thong in it? What a great May Basket idea!!! I wish I'd thought of it sooner!   Divas, leave your sweetie a new sort of May Basket... a few springs of flowers and blossoms, tied up with a teensy bit of cloth...but oh my... it's your bonny wee knickers!

valentina

valentina

 

Estate sales

DH and I usually spend Sunday running around doing errands -- today we went to Michaels for a few little things (black silk cord for pendants, sewing needles & thread) and Cost Plus (outside lights and Cafe du Monde coffee), but if we see signs for estate sales we'll pull over to check it out.   Estate sales are like weird garage sales -- garage sales are when people bring stuff out of the house to sell, and it's strange to be walking through someone's house where everything there has a price tag. We went to one several months ago where it was obvious the guy died and if he had relatives they weren't interested in much of his stuff. The house was great though, I wish we could have bought it. We got a way cool telephone table that just needed a new seat cover for $24, plus some souvenir state plates and an electric clock for $1 each.   The one today, from what it sounded like, was an elderly couple who were probably moving to an assisted living place and didn't have room for a whole house full of stuff. They had some really nice things -- lots of crystal and silver, and it seemed weird that no other family members wanted it. Maybe they didn't have any close relatives and once they took what they wanted, didn't want to hassle with the other stuff? Who knows.   I got some 45's of Harry James and Woody Herman in cute little box sets -- the Woody Herman one is called "Dance Date on Mars." Far out, man! But my favorite is a "Host & Hostess Book" from 1940 -- recipes and menus for occasions such as "Week-End Entertaining" and "Give a Barn Dance" and a whole chapter on crazy games to play.   My favorite recipe so far is one "For the Calorie Counters": Hot Clam Boullion with Pimiento Whipped Cream. All together now: ewwww.

dawndie

dawndie

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