Category Archives: Life Style, Home and Garden

A Bump In The Night

I heard a noise in the night and had to come downstairs to investigate. Sometimes my cats are so quiet I forget I have them, and I have to assume that it was them. Where Cajsa and I live is private, it would take a lot of doing to GET down here to us, yet – the noise was such a crash, I was certain I was going to find some cretin offering to to make-f*ck with me wandering around my house.

I was looking forward to an early AM eject and ban, if you must know. Continue reading

I Am Ridiculous

My wants and needs are simple. A unicorn and some friends to walk along with me while I shop at events. Sure, I’ll bitch about the lag, but I’ll also be a huge part of the problem and pretend like it isn’t my fault.

THAT’S HOW I ROLL. Continue reading

Gardening at Sunrise

I have a lot of decisions to make here on my islet, I want a beautiful garden and so I’ve got to get busy. I’m terrible at gardening so it’s going to be a bit of an effort. Luckily a LOT of the necessary supplies are at Collabor88 this month – so I was up early today to GET TO IT! Continue reading

The Straps And Hooks Of The Past

There is a value in an undergarment of the foundation variety. The smooth what needs smoothed, they round which one desires rounded. They lift, they separate, they accentuate our assets in ways pleasing to the eye and touch. Continue reading

Vacation SLife

My typist went on vacation so she sent me off to a beach to enjoy some sun and waves, she’s so thoughtful to me.  Even though it’s available every day in my SL, there is something lovely about intentionally spending some days awash in surf and sand. Continue reading

Mint Upon Us

I’m lounging about on a beautiful spring day. Collabor88 is going to be closing down for the March Round shortly – but you’ve got a hot minute to get in there and grab up the stuff you liked. There are so many great spring pick ups – it will be a shame to let them slip by you. Continue reading

The Last Time I Travelled

I thought missing you would break me. I had no idea of standing on these streets without you. Yet there I was. Solitary, intentionally so. Nothing ended up how it should have, nothing ended up right. But I had to make a choice to keep going and so I did. Continue reading