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Feb 11 2011 ~~she's got me love stoned !

2011-02-11T10:32:00.000-06:00

Passionate Love Letters

Oh darling, how I love you, long for you, hunger and

thirst for you - how pointless I am without you

- how you complete and satisfy , make and magnify me.

Duff Cooper to Lady Diana Manners, May 4th, 1918.

You know that when I hate you, it's because I love you

to a point of passion that unhinges my soul.

Julie de Lespinasse, French woman of letters, to Comte Hippolyte de Gilbert, 1774. They became lovers in 1774, but he abandoned her, and after he married in 1775 she died of opium excess brought on by a broken heart. She was survived by 180 lyrical love letters, which were first published in 1809.

~Sniff!~

As long as after the question "Do you love me Felice?" the big

"Yeses" follow each other into eternity, everything else can be conquered.

Franz Kafka to Felice Bauer, December 23rd-24th, 1912.

When all else have forsaken thee, I will creep to thee,

and die in thine arms.

William Hazlitt to Sarah Walker, undated

Fate intends that you should love me, & if we didn't love each other, then the earth

will start to go backward once more when it has found out about until it has discovered its mistake.

Malcolm Lowry to Jan Gabrial, May 1933

Fate means that my love for you shall be burnt into the deepest grain of my spirit by the most wonderful encaustic process of despair, hope, intoxicating joy, patience, absence, desperation, and some day - if God is good enough - this picture of a great love shall receive a transparent varnish of happy possessions to bring out all its colours and keep them for ever fresh.

Byron Caldwell Smith to Kate Stephens, April 2nd 1875.

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

The way they hit her I just stop and stare

She's got me love stoned

I think I'm love stoned

She's got me love stoned.

Justin Timberlake, Love Stoned/I Think She Knows, June 14, 2007

The love letters were found in An Anthology of Desire by Michelle Lovric

2010-12-17T17:46:00.001-06:00

Glad you stopped by! Wow, finally everything is up. Didn't do too much this year. I like the idea of keeping it simple. Well my idea of simple *grins*.

Later on by the fire.... Mmmm... had fun putting that together!

Couldn't resist this.....that is one crazy reindeer!

Got nuttin' but sound~

2010-04-28T11:59:00.000-05:00

Good Morning Duurls, or is it almost afternoon?

Look who stopped by....

I do have some rambling stuff in my head that I want to blog about.

But today it is on with music. Not the jump around sound. Not the booty-shaken-disturbin’-the peace-beats, more of the melancholy haunts that seduce you away from things you need to ~~dust~~ get done. They have invaded my mind. I have a playlist that has puh-len-ty (sufficient) of songs to keep me in this condition all day. I can’t seem to break free from it. I have words that need to be spoken aloud…if words could talk they would say so much. BUT the waves of melody are pulling me another way.

So my earth shattering formula for today is “celebrate the mood”. I am going to do just that! How are you celebrating your mood today?

So I have “got nuttin’ (not a single thing) to blog about.

I will share some pics of our little cottage. I love our little space.

A pillow, or two, to rest our ~~gently~~ worn out bones. The ambiances of candles that smell of cotton comfort us. I couldn’t want for more, but I always do. Keeps –it-real! (telling the truth)

I will catch up with you girls later.

When I turn down the dang music.

Cheap therapy

2010-04-20T16:28:00.002-05:00

So my therapy meeting was scheduled yesterday around noon. I pull up to the parking lot. Mmmn, obviously they are seeing a lot of patients. I step inside…and head straight to the back, where some of my emotional based coping skills play out.

My eyes get bigger than chargers! I begin foraging at True Value Village, here in Houston. My much loved thrift store. Honey, compared to this joint, Goodwill is waaay over priced! Plus it is a village, which sounds like a vacation getaway.

I am looking for ceramic color. My therapy is not about pills, I want chills, the kind you get while thrifting! Lots of primary goodies are going to cure my troubles. I am inspired by Kim and Maggie at Daisy Cottage She has so much color gleaming around her home. I love it. Seriously, she is the reason I am going to use bright primary color in the back yard. You’ll step out the back door and go into shock, but I flirt with danger!

My heart starts beating (not irregular beating, but the appreciating of Johhny Depp kind of beating).
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BREATH!

There is a little ceramic planter that looks like a pair of jeans. Oh My Giblets, the lady next to me picks it up before I do. What! She grabbed it first. My harmful coping methods kick in. My mind is having a convo with my mind…Don’t make me cut you, (hey, I’ve been grounded, I call that doin’ time, Yea I go gangster!) The irregular heart beating begins. Thankfully she sets it down. I snatch it up along with other treasure...heart slows down. It was a good day at the ole’ village. Plate’s 60 cents ea.,

This little guy...

...and all these!

Jean planter 1.99, Yellow planter 1.69,

Placemats 2 for 1.50, Red checkered curtain 1.99.

Score! Therapy cost: 18.27. Prescription with no side-effects, loves-it.

My little flower is looking good in them jeans.

...and so was Johnny!

Blogging is like Clogging, it is a social group feeling. Once you have learned a few steps you can join in...

2010-04-15T11:19:00.004-05:00

So it really is just that simple. You set up your page. This took me forever by the way. Deciding on what creative stage I would present myself. Colors, expressions and pictures OH MY!

The woman of mystery is now outta the bag. It really just took a few little pushes. First my sister, who thinks I am creative and funny beyond Rangoon. Thanks Michele, although it was your destiny to love me. Snickers!

Then I got my first comment! Oh the joy from Simply B. She doesn’t know me. This makes it all the more awesome. Someone from far and wide says: Your profile got me hooked. Oh My Giblets! ( Jue know, Gibbs and the Giblets) She likes me for my profile, and I haven’t posted anything. Well now I have to post… I have a fan. I can’t disappoint my following. Go visit B, she is in England and she munches on hot buttered crumpets. Who does that? Oh My Giblets she does! Gotta love her! (Bends pointer finger and bites!) . And then… the clouds open up. Jodie at Everything Vintage comments me, loving my profile tidbits. She says she loves me, she really loves me, and to get on with it! Sorry Jodie, I am feeling high-spirited cus’ you get me. So off to her page I go… to thank her. What does she have posted? She is blogging about wanna’b bloggers who dream of becoming bloggers, the WBBB. (Wanna’b-Bloggers Become Bloggers) but are held in reserve.

Go check here, if you are thinking about blogging or have been at it awhile. Her words are heartening and inspiring. She is promoting courage here people! Oh and her blog is magnificent, vintage, and she likes dead peoples stuff! She is a kindred spirit!

About me

2010-04-13T13:21:00.000-05:00

Born in 1965. Do the math. You came up with old didn't you? I have been BFF's with Miss L’Oreal ( L’o- L’o for short) for at least a decade. We get together every four weeks, no excuses! We hang out in the bathroom. I know. It's complicated. She is the kind of gal every girl needs as a BFF. I always feel better about myself when she leaves. It is a blessing to find a pal like THAT! I often putter around the house fluffing and trying to make my surroundings more attractive by adding nonfunctional features to it. When I am not furniture shifting and sprucin’ you can find me at the local resale shops or estate sales. I have no self control over cheap junk and dead peoples stuff. OK, what! I said it!