Category Archives: Second Life

A Blogger’s Work is Never Done

No place like home

The Arcade ends tomorrow and if you’re a blogger, you really should drop by Le Primitif’s machine and give it a few pulls because it is a gift to bloggers. There’s a desk, a PC, a phone, a cup of coffee, shelving, boxes of unopened stuff to blog and even a clothing rack full of clothes to blog. The PC that you get shows the time, but I changed the desktop picture to match my own desktop. Here’s a link if you want the picture for your own desktop.

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The Kitchen is the Heart of the Home

No place like home

My mom once said you can always tell how close someone feels to you when you visit them. If they sit you down in the living room, you’re not that close. If they sit you down at the kitchen table, you’re just like family. Of course, that presumes you live in a home with a kitchen big enough for a table of guests and not in an apartment with a kitchen that feels crowded when the cat comes in to watch you cook.

Fortunately, Barnesworth Anubis’s henlopen cottage from Collabor88 is big enough for kitchen friends. I added the beautiful cabinet from DRD’s Arcade gacha in the kitchen. It was a white white which made my kitchen walls look faded, so I tinted the wood. I love creators who let us do that.

The Arcade closes at midnight tomorrow so get going and get pulling because your time is running short. 
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Some People Call Him The Space Cowboy

I journeyed over to SL13B for a tour of what’s happening there and because it’s a fun community event. I always enjoy seeing the various exhibits there. Kittycats has a super cute KITTYS IN SPACE sort of theme and I confess I really want alien kitties in my life. Continue reading

Whatever The Weather…

It’s been entirely too hot so for my next Hair Fair Photo Contest photo I decided to travel to snowy climes to find a different world. I succeeded finally in finally the cool refreshing spot I wanted, as you can see.

Don’t forget that the Hair Fair photo contest only has a FEW MORE DAYS it closes JULY 1 !! You still have time! Get on it! CLICK HERE!  for the rules and to learn what to do! It’s so simple even a Gidge can do it!  Continue reading

Back in My Own Bed

No place like home

It’s funny how good it feels to sleep in your own bed again after traveling. It is not that any of the places I stayed had uncomfortable beds. They were all lovely, but sure enough, back in my own bed, I slept longer with fewer interruptions. Why? I think it must be the sounds. At both my sisters’ houses it was just too quiet. No cars passing, no sirens, no garbage trucks at 5 AM. Instead, it was silent except for the chirps and rattles of the martins, the long whistles of the cardinals and orioles, and the shrieks of blue jays. My one sister is quite a birder with special houses and feeders, though it was kind fun and frustrating watching a squirrel carrying off the oranges she put out for the orioles. This bed is from DRD, part of the wonderful romantic collection released for The Arcade. The lovely letter and rose petals came from Fancy Decor at The Arcade, but it is more fun to pretend they came from a long lost love.
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Home Again

Home Again

I am back after traveling to Minnesota to visit my family. It was wonderful to see my sisters and my brother, my nieces, nephews, greats and great grands. Thirty three showed up last Saturday to visit despite 70% chance of rain. It rained. A lot. But we stood under trees and stayed dry, though the table of food looked quite forlorn. Fortunately, my clothing was drip dry, as is this delightful short and sassy dress from Hucci for Collabor88.

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Fighting The Elements…

I awoke depressed, certain that my future as a blogger was at an end due to the recurrence of a recent tropical depression that is a fashion icon and a MAN MAGNET. That’s right, the undefinable and incomparable Swirly Cyclone has RETURNED.

We old timers existed in her shadow, hoping to one day be as glamorous and fantastic as the amazing Swirly. When she left we all breathed a sigh of relief, we no longer had to feel second best. AT LAST we could just accept ourselves and not desperately try to be as lovely and witty as Swirly. Continue reading