Layout I created in the spirit of Maggie Taylor. It came so easily and it is so very me and persons who know me well will agree. Credits: Holliewood Studios Beasts of Burden, Mr Whiskers Steampunk, Hidden Vintage Studios Red Headed Stepchildren, Christina Renee Glass Negatives
Credits: Xquizart, boobunny and ed resources at DeviantArt
My Duncan is 6 months old, he's 45lbs. He can easily help himself to anything in the sink, on the kitchen table, or counter tops...how time flies! This is his second big boy poodle cut :)
This would have probably fit well for the "quirky me" challenge too since this page reveals my long standing but little known aversion to blue tableware or dishes. The first I let anyone know of it was as an adult when visiting my parents' home. My mother had a stray dish that had blue flowers about the edge and she set it at my place on the table. I cooly switched with her and quietly stated, "we don't eat on blue". She thought me odd and just let it pass, when actually i'd have invited a fun discussion on the topic. Oh well, here it is again and all i have left to say is that there is no food that a blue plate compliments. I cannot think of a naturally occurring blue food and a blue plate does not match with any common food. Blueberries are not blue: they are purple. My opinion was reinforced while watching the first Bridget Jones movie when she accidently made blue soup. All her guests were quite playfully amused but nonetheless lost their appetites when served.
When you click on this video it will prompt you to click to continue to YouTube to see the clip...it's safe, the author just wants you to visit his site for advertizing. You'll see Bridget's blue soup...after the first peek, move up to 2:40 and see her friends' reactions to the soup... it's not hilarious but definitely good spirited and cute.
As always, thanx for stopping by to take a peek :)
For months now, I've had this sweet tooth that hasn't met even a bit of resistance... I'm fully aware how bad all that sugar is for me... Having always been a light-weight, I rationalize that the calories don't matter, empty as they are, and decide to delay improving the poor nutritional choice I've made. Oh well, I'll worry about it tomorrow... As always, thanx for stopping by :) peace, pam
