Today is my son’s 19th birthday and I am in a bit of a daze wondering when he turned from my “little man” into a man, but it seems to have happened over night. It was just he and I for a lot of years, and relying on each other has made our bond quite…
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Some Enchanted Evening – Aphrodite @ On9
I think everyone, at some point or another, dreams of having a fairy tale wedding with soft flowing silk curtains, perfectly appointed tables and chairs in opulent fabrics with twinkling lights and roses everywhere you look. Whether in a church, on a beach, in a field, or the woods, when starting to plan a wedding,…
Time to chillout with Heart Homes @ On9
A couple of weeks ago I woke to a wonderful little message on Flickr that I had to share with you all because I still get a tad bit excited, especially since I had just gotten back from my leave of absence. Hello how are you? I found your blog and loved it, I was…
Looking Red Carpet ready in Virtual Diva for The Instruments
Like any girl, I think, or anyone who likes to get all fancied up, the dream of getting to walk the Red Carpet for some star studded event is very real. No matter if you will ever have an occasion to wear something that magnificent or not, I am guilty of perusing the photos to…
Sparkle and shine with Indulge Temptation and Alaskametro
Sometimes, just sometimes, a picture comes together and is just so perfect, at least in my eyes, that there are no words to use; no lame description will suffice. It is better to just let the picture speak for itself, after all, one photo can speak a thousand words, or that’s what people say at…
Enjoying the silence of the snowfall
When the temperatures stay at a reasonable level during a snow storm one of my favorite past times is to wrap up against the frigid temps and head out for a walk. Whether in the woods or just down my street there is something truly peaceful about the silence that sets in during a significant…
Using your eyes now, using your mind, using my mind
No matter what mood I start out in, if I am blogging and I unbox some new lingerie a kind of wistful euphoria takes over and even though the lace isn’t on my own skin, I immediately feel sexy. My grandmother was a firm believer in always wearing something lacy that others couldn’t see because…
Just a Spoonful of Psycho 