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Life Is Uncertain, Eat Dessert First

Life is uncertain, eat dessert first.

The veggie tray, apple pie, salt and pepper shakers and waffle iron can all be found at The Arcade.

The uncertainties of life are manifest every day. Some uncertainties are harder than others. My sister has Stage IV lung cancer. But her future is still uncertain, it’s quite possible the chemo will kill her long before the cancer can. She’s been in the hospital for two weeks now as a mold has developed in her lungs, thanks to chemo bringing her white blood cell count down to zero. On Thursday, I learned she has developed VRE, a anti-biotic resistant bacteria similar but much more rare than MRSA, the OMG of countless House episodes. Of course, because when you are going to ER three times a day for 90 minute infusions of antibiotics, you develop anti-biotic resistant bacteria. I think it is time for her to eat a lot of dessert. Ice cream, apple pie, chocolate cake, brownies and coffee nips. Go for it!
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Throw Some Southern Shade

I had a tremendous giggle when I saw the name of one of EXILE’S hairs for Collabor88 this month. Southern Shade might evoke images of willow treas, or Georgia pine cooling you down on a humid southern morning.

Or if you’re me, and your typist is a girl living in the south of the US immediately you come to think of all those terms that sound nice but just aren’t – most of the time anyway. Continue reading

Who Was I Kidding About Staying In?

I’ve got new hair and a perfect summer dress from FISSION – why on earth would I stay in ! I can sleep when I’m dead, I tell you!

If you haven’t popped over to FISSION lately let me get you a taxi – it’s a great shop for retro-inspired clothes that are fun and not stuffy or boring. I highly recommend you get over there for something fresh and new in your SL wardrobe, you won’t be sorry. Continue reading

Lots of Living to Do

No place like home

Nine more hours to pull your heart out. I am particularly fond of the YS & YS buffet. It’s very retro-mod. Don Draper might have it in his living room.

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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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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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