tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50551648048866908742024-03-18T18:01:07.505+11:00My Pink & Cream CottageMy Pink & Cream Cottagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16638390385400066656noreply@blogger.comBlogger150125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5055164804886690874.post-23693184618940024352011-02-24T00:37:00.001+11:002011-02-24T01:38:14.090+11:00~Welcome to Christchurch...The Garden City of New Zealand... My Hometown~<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsgNU7iOKmHPHi3x2i2DUrbGjbeBqa0cKMTuF70Js5JaJCE9zmnPE8vcsvNFbuNGB9fyq3NfNENLIAeCT2vLuWOpXdPtyNsxHX9SZbTU4HN0Q3C2AbGb2EYnMvswEC6-5ddGHH4aok2n9Q/s1600/church620.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><br />
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</div>I am very proud to say I was born & brought up in the City of Christchurch known as the Garden City & loved by locals for its stunning old buildings, parks gardens & the beautiful Avon River where rowing has always been a popular pass time. For me there were two very specials places I loved most in my City..... the Canterbury Musuem but mostly sitting proudly smack bang in the centre of the City & Cathedral Square.... my beloved Christchurch Cathedral..... As a teenager Friday nights were spent catching a bus at Sparks Rd (sitting in the back seats with my friends & giggling & yacking all the way into town)getting off outside Ballentynes & after quite a bit of window shopping heading for the square where we would spend the night catching up with more friends & perving on the boys. We were of course (it was the 70's) dressed in our best flared jeans & in my case wearing my 6" wooden platforms... haha we must have looked a sight! At the end of the night we would catch the bus outside Beaths Department Store & giggle & yack about the cute guys we met all the way home. I can remember climbing the narrow wooden stairs of the Cathedral all the way up to the top where the view all over Christchurch was simply amazing.....<br />
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So yesterday when a friend rang to see how my family were doing back home in Christchurch I was a tad stumped for an answer... *fine I answered, then came the question *WHY*..... on gosh Lyn haven't you heard, there has been another massive earthquake, you need to turn your TV on. I felt sick watching the images on TV (ironically the first was the now ruined Cathedral) not really taking it in until my brain got back into gear & head for the phone to ring home. My Mum & Dad had moved back to ChCh just a month ago after 35 years of living in Nelson & dread & panic set in when there was no dial tone on the other end of the phone even more so when the same happened when I called my sister. My darlin' walked in the door & I just broke down I didn't know what to do I think the worst feeling I have ever felt. After finding my Dads cell phone number I rang & heard the sweetest voice on the other end.... my Mum sounding very shaken but telling me all my family were safe & all at their home.<br />
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The Carlton Hotel... before & after...<br />
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Charlie B Backpackers...before & after..<br />
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The Regent Theatre.... before & after...<br />
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Christchurch Catholic Cathedral.. before & after..<br />
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The Pyne Gould Building... before & after....<br />
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The CTV building... before & after....<br />
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The pics above show just how much damage has been done, in the CTV building above my sister has two close friends now among the 15 presumed dead...<br />
There have been so many people rescued from the rubble & to me the hard workers who have risked their owns lives trying to save others are nothing more than hero's, I cannot imagine sifting through all the rubble while even more earthquakes are occurring.... since the quake of Sept 4 last year ChCh has had nearly 5000 quakes..... yesterdays being the worst because although only a 6.3 compared to the 7.1 in Sept it was only 5km under the ground & in the middle of a working day... since this quake hit at 12.51pm there has been 168 quakes .... to me it is time Mother Nature gave my City a break... they have had enough...<br />
As I write this 75 people are dead... 300 missing... in the past 24 or so hours I have considered myself very lucky that the people I love most in this world are still here... but who knows until names are released it could very well be someone I once called a friend... a relo... who knows...<br />
This is a long post for me yesterday I had nearly two months worth to post about... that will come later... right now I like every Kiwi who walks this earth no matter where they live, who like me are PROUD to call ourselves KIWIS especially if like me Christchurch is their hometown, are mourning our loss of lives & our loss of our City BUT like fellow Aussies (Anzacs) we are tough, we will get through this & when the quakes stop (predicted in 2 years) my City will be rebuilt, maybe not how it was when I was growing up there will be many lost old buildings which will break my heart but in the end ...it is the people that make a place, a home, a City, a Country... <br />
So I have just got off the phone to my Mum & Dad after a two hour confo... they were the ones who consoled me as I shed all my tears... my Dad trying to tell me not to worry about them.. how can I not when they are too far away to give a cuddle & see that they really are alright.. not going to happen... So... tonight my reason for posting this apart from getting my grief, worry off my chest is to thank everyone out there in too many Countries to mention who have arrived in Christchurch to help rescue & hopefully find alive the 300 still missing... Believe me I know how the families of all these men/women must like me be worrying about them as they see on the telly just what their loved ones, like my loved ones are living through, they too deserve a bloody medal...<br />
So I am finishing this post with more photos... you may not like them but they show the reality of the damage that Earthquakes in my beloved, beautiful country called New Zealand (the youngest country on this earth that Rangi raised out of the ocean) can do & at the same time you will see why Kiwi's are tough & just so bloody passionate about their homeland, why New Zealand will always be home... my home...<br />
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Brighton Road <br />
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Houses sitting on the brink at Sumner<br />
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House below that chopped it from above...<br />
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A Tram in front of the Christchurch Cathedral as it is falling down...<br />
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When I found this photo all it said was Hoon Hay... which is the suburb I grew up in.. so am guessing this photo was taken in Sparks Road... the main entrance to my Primary School ..Hoon Hay Primary School.. flooding... just another throw back from a Earthquakes... <br />
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So I know everyone who has been watching worldwide what is happening in my City has like myself shed tears, like myself still shedding tears, I want to say on behave of all Kiwis a huge thank you to the many countries who have sent rescue teams over,,,, it really means sooooo much to us... to the Governments who are donating money... thank you, thank you sooo much... I just don't know what else to say... except PLEASE say a pray for Christchurch tonight,,, 75 dead... 300 missing...<br />
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Thank you from the bottom of my heart..<br />
Lyn xxx<br />
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I have always admired the toughness of the people who live on the rugid West Coast of the South Island of NZ, it takes a special person to get up each morning & walk down into those Coal Mines (which are a lot more dangerous than gold mine due to the toxic gases given off from the coal) knowing the danger, in most cases an occupation that has been passed down through the generations. Take Nellie O'Neill who has lost her son Peter 55, yesterday, her husband worked in the mines as does her other son who is one of the rescue team. Can you imagine your 17 year old child (I can my Taska is 17) who on the day after his 17th birthday went down for the first time...... never to return, stop for a minute & try & feel how Joseph Ray Dunbar's family are feeling right now. How 41 year old Terry David Kitchin's family are feeling..... he decided to do overtime on that fateful day last Friday. Not only has Malcolm Campbell's family lost a son, brother but also a future daughter in law, he was due to marry on December 18th..... 49 year old William John Joynson who with his wife & two kids were to return to Australia last Saturday....... 21 year old Benjamin David Rockhouse who 2 years ago saved his Grandad after he had a heart attack & worked in the mines to pay for his Uni fees, his Grandad died Friday night not long after hearing of the first explosion, can you imagine what it is to loose your Father & your son in a matter of days, his brother Dan was one of two men to escape the first blast, can you imagine just what this man is feeling, both grief & guilt. Today my country has been in mourning for the 24 Kiwi, 2 Aussie, 2 British & 1 South African miners who tragically lost their lives doing what they loved & although I no longer live in my home land the grief is still in my heart for these men & their families in fact for all the people who call Greymouth home.<br />
New Zealand may be a small country but I know us Kiwi's will band together & help the families through this tragic loss, we are tough proud people with huge hearts, we are a nation in mourning.....<br />
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Please take a minute out of your busy lives & read the 29 names below & visualise if you can that this time last week they were with their families or their mates having a beer expecting like we all do that in a weeks time we will still be here...<br />
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Conrad John Adams, 43, Greymouth, New Zealand<br />
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Deputy at the Pike River coal mine.<br />
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Malcolm Campbell, 25, Greymouth, Scotland<br />
From Scotland, engaged to Amanda, a Kiwi. Due to marry her on December 18.<br />
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Glen Peter Cruse, 35, Cobden, New Zealand<br />
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Allan John Dixon, 59, Rununga, New Zealand<br />
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Zen Wodin Drew, 21, Greymouth, New Zealand<br />
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Christopher Peter Duggan, 31, Greymouth, New Zealand<br />
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Joseph Ray Dunbar, 17, Greymouth, New Zealand<br />
His first day on the job.<br />
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John Leonard Hale, 45, Ruatapu, New Zealand<br />
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Daniel Thomas Herk, 36, Rununga, New Zealand<br />
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David Mark Hoggart, 33, Foxton, New Zealand<br />
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Richard Bennett Holling, 41, Blackball, New Zealand<br />
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Andrew David Hurren, 32, Greymouth, New Zealand<br />
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Jacobus (Koos) Albertus Jonker, 47, Cobden, South Africa<br />
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William John Joynson, 49, Dunollie, Australia<br />
Married, with two kids aged 13 and 10. Is a mining veteran in Australia.<br />
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Riki Steve Keane, 28, Greymouth, New Zealand<br />
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Terry David Kitchin, 41, Rununga, New Zealand<br />
Opted to do some overtime on Friday afternoon – his shift finished well before the explosion.<br />
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Samuel Peter Mackie, 26, Greymouth, New Zealand<br />
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Francis Skiddy Marden, 41, Runnunga, New Zealand<br />
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Michael Nolan Hanmer Monk, 23, Greymouth New Zealand<br />
West Coast rugby player. Attended St Bede's College in Christchurch, but returned to the West Coast to work in the mine. Son of West Coast rugby captain Bernie Monk and netball coach Cath Monk.<br />
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Stuart Gilbert Mudge, 31, Rununga, New Zealand<br />
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Kane Barry Nieper, 33, Greymouth, New Zealand<br />
Married to the daughter of a contractor. Has a young family.<br />
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Peter O'Neill, 55, Rununga, New Zealand<br />
His brother is one of the rescue team. He himself was a part of a rescue team at Black Reef in 2008. Several of his family members have worked in the mining industry.<br />
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Milton John Osborne, 54, Ngahere, New Zealand<br />
Grey District Councillor, contractor. <br />
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Brendan John Palmer, 27, Cobden, New Zealand<br />
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Benjamin David Rockhouse, 21, Greymouth, New Zealand<br />
His brother Dan Rockhouse was one of two men to survive the blast and escape. Their father is head of safety at Pike River Coal.<br />
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Peter James Rodger, 40, Greymouth, Britain<br />
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Blair David Sims, 28, Greymouth, New Zealand<br />
West Coast rugby league player of the year for the last two years, on the wing or at centre.<br />
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Joshua Adam Ufer, 25, Australia<br />
Drilling supervisor. His fiancée is three months pregnant.<br />
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Keith Thomas Valli, 62, Winton, New Zealand<br />
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Rest In Peace.....My Pink & Cream Cottagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16638390385400066656noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5055164804886690874.post-30406491067587427872010-10-27T12:41:00.000+11:002010-10-27T12:41:31.259+11:00Lynn's Beautiful Give-AwayPop on over to <a href="http://lynn-teacupstitches.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html">http://lynn-teacupstitches.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html</a> to be in the draw to win this stunning creation from Lynn.... gotta love give-aways....<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Now I have to tell you I thought turning 50 in January was going to make a huge change in my life....... I greeted the new year in in probably the most positive way I have felt in years, told you all the goals I had set for myself & finally believed I could accomplish if not all of them then at least 90% of them. What I do not understand is why it is suddenly nearing the end of October & the total is in fact 0% & I feel worse than I have in years. I have always been a person that has thrived on the company of others, now I realise I have been shutting myself off from friends & family, years & years of hurt, lack of self worth, fear of failure & letting others down, all these feelings are no longer buried deep down where they have always been carefully hidden, tucked neatly away so I wouldn't have to face them, were in fact released that day with Maggie & have been slowly working their way to the surface where they can no longer be ignored. I put off buying the book..... You Can Heal Your Life..... many through fear of what it would bring out in me but realised in the end it was something I needed to do for myself. It sat on my bedside cabinet for weeks & the other day I finally plucked up the courage to open the first page & start reading. I didn't get far that first day, maybe a couple of pages but it was a start. Now I am finding that what is written on those pages is how I have always felt........ or perhaps a better way to describe it is what I have NEVER felt, & that is how to love myself. I have begun to understand now why I have stopped sewing, I never felt anything I made was good enough to sell, gave so much away as I thought even with all the time & effort I put into it it was never good enough......</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The biggest thing that made me open to that first page was our son Ryno heading back to Perth after staying with us for 2 months. The day he left I broke down & although everyone tells me he's nearly 25, an adult, you have to let him go, it does not stop the hurt I feel when he steps on the plane or the ache I feel from missing him so much, as his Mother I feel I have the right to feel this way, a week on I do feel a bit better but am still missing him. So I will keep you informed on how I am going & the progress I am making, I believe in this book even though I am only starting the third chapter......... it proves to me I am on the road to recovery by writing this post..... could not have done it a week ago.......</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Today we attended our daughter Taska Rose's Year 12 Farewell Assembly & I really cannot describe the pride I felt (plus the welling up of my eyes) as she walked onto the stage to recieve her portfollio not to mention when the teachers formed a guard of honour as Year 12 of 2010 walked out of the hall for their last ever assembly. The next time they will walk into the hall will be in about 3 weeks time when their HSC exams begin.....<br />
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So for me today was bitter sweet, the pride I felt mixed with a bit of sadness to realise my beautiful little girl is now a young lady with the world at her feet........<br />
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It was also great to see & cuddle a lot of Taska's friends we hadn't seen for a few years, girls who used to sleep over when they were younger & just do the things little girls do before boyfriends come on the scene.... boy how things change when the interest in boys begin.....<br />
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It has been a busy week with Year 12 providing morning tea for the teachers on Monday, a slave auction on Tuesday, the final assembly today & tomorrow the BIG one...... the Year 12 Formal. Tomorrow I am spending the day with my gorgeous girl getting her ready for her big night, hair, nails, makeup & last minute buying all to be done before Taska & Georgina leave from here tomorrow night. I know tomorrow night the tears certainly will be flowing. Photos will be posted on Friday.<br />
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We love you gorgeous girl & are so proud of you. xxx<br />
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was deafening, some saying it sounded like freight trains others like jets. Roads have opened up one where a car was swallowed a metre deep into the hole. Christchurch has so many beautiful old Gothic style Heritage buildings so many that have now been damaged, even our stunning Christchurch Cathedral has damage. Flooding has occurred in quite a few suburbs, there is no water, electricity & sewage pipes have broken. To say this is heart wrenching form me is putting it mildly, I cried when I saw the damage, I cried my eyes out talking to my sister all I wanted to do was give her a big cuddle & tell her in the end it would be alright.<br />
Luckily there have been no deaths, a man is critical after a chimney fell on him, amazing really after all the devastation. Kiwi's are use to earthquakes, we are taught in school what to do when one hits but I don't think anything could have prepared them for this one, it was always presumed our Capital City Wellington would cop the *big one* it is well over due, even Nelson where my Mum & Dad live is over due for one, not Christchurch. I remember as a child a rather big one but nothing like this one, I can only imagine how terrified they were. A state of emergency has been declared, tomorrow they are expecting rain.<br />
I ask you to say I pray today for everyone in my Home City, but especially for my beautiful sister Sue......<br />
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I had taken this photo when I went home early last year & after a fix up using Paint Shop Pro printed it out onto fabric & started sewing. I decided to leave it plain, no ribbons etc, it is after all for a man! <br />
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Wishing you all a great day - the LAST day of winter here - yes sooooo looking forward to Spring.....<br />
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<em>That letter he wrote hurt more than anything has in a long time but we got on with life. Then suddenly I found a large rash on my right arm which over the days travelled onto my chest, I became very tired & I couldn't lift my arm, couldn't sit or lay down without being in severe pain. I also realised that since May I had begun to bite my nails again, something I hadn't done in years, but the biggest thing I realised was you can fool your Conscious Mind BUT YOU CAN NEVER EVER FOOL YOUR SUB CONSCIOUS MIND. I had been telling myself this man was not going to bother me when in fact I was falling apart inside. Tonight he decided to get in touch with us again, why am I surprised he sent us nasty text messages, in the end my reply to him was GOODBYE!.I don't feel any better, I think I need to say this to his face but he won't face me so am wondering if it will ever be solved?????? I DO however feel better for having written this down, who knows maybe this is what I have needed since May..... Thanks for listening.......</em><br />
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I normally survive on around 6 hours sleep a day but lately have been ~hitting the hay~ by 8.30 every night.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZJOnij8K194XeOUYZ3hHVn6ZHzUQCrULX3hULkOdiRM4ZrSQistPt9yeTXqoneW8tsFnBWTS03WfAJxmyvUacNIk3ICfx4duv3RKQ0lTm38Q0a5-pLlpUd0wJ84FlzH1jXEAsKwPhXkuo/s1600/800px-Failure_of_asphalt_shingles_allowing_roof_leakage.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510972906513117346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZJOnij8K194XeOUYZ3hHVn6ZHzUQCrULX3hULkOdiRM4ZrSQistPt9yeTXqoneW8tsFnBWTS03WfAJxmyvUacNIk3ICfx4duv3RKQ0lTm38Q0a5-pLlpUd0wJ84FlzH1jXEAsKwPhXkuo/s320/800px-Failure_of_asphalt_shingles_allowing_roof_leakage.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Am looking forward to getting back to normal soon......</div><div> </div><div>Hope you are all having a great day.....</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0AqCJAzcoSNSPOkAA23vwtZcaqMl2NfzRodJfG4rPYTCEp1MR2OihezzYjHP4x22YotXiNySJTYnzBmFfN-bquZq5-AhdaavaaF3ubCr9jtswWIZwTyPvvMgylH-uNXnWY_jYvf1ZjXej/s1600/686.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510972899374961090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 67px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0AqCJAzcoSNSPOkAA23vwtZcaqMl2NfzRodJfG4rPYTCEp1MR2OihezzYjHP4x22YotXiNySJTYnzBmFfN-bquZq5-AhdaavaaF3ubCr9jtswWIZwTyPvvMgylH-uNXnWY_jYvf1ZjXej/s320/686.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>My Pink & Cream Cottagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16638390385400066656noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5055164804886690874.post-8075558645983928522010-08-20T14:56:00.006+10:002010-08-20T15:52:57.545+10:00~*Two Very Special Visitors*~ .....<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Last week we had a couple of very special visitors stay here...... my beautiful sister Sue & her Hubby Bruce. It had been 10 years since Sue last stayed here & 19 years since Bruce had. Neither of them had ever met Dylan and it was 15 years since they had seen Taska..... far too long........</span><br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU8w8C6vPijnWunp15AjCwlBBu1YdyEE_cLQkFIZQXMIEKSLsNtuIyaXgCV930gC7pk-YZ8huYsV-JSD-E0m6qbgrACAvlUnMxglknNIbJSNZ8Ko2iOsk7rzemtEIIW_S5SP8xrBBF-hpe/s1600/028.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507356136247174466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU8w8C6vPijnWunp15AjCwlBBu1YdyEE_cLQkFIZQXMIEKSLsNtuIyaXgCV930gC7pk-YZ8huYsV-JSD-E0m6qbgrACAvlUnMxglknNIbJSNZ8Ko2iOsk7rzemtEIIW_S5SP8xrBBF-hpe/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /></a> ~ Bruce, Sue, My Darlin' & Ryno~<br /><br />To make it even better how Ryno arrived back from his holiday to the US while they were here, the only one of our kiddies they didn't get to see was our Mick, Lisa & our Grandkiddies. The weather couldn't have been nicer except for one day where it rained & was cold but we still had a great time getting out & about relaxing & catching up on all the years. </p><p><br /></p><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd39a_b6zem7qUYpfCH6r1ONXBv4cbbsM-uVLUMWOUkKKRnrebYn7OWzSgLhzhdzINzsFr-fhNA6k49jYq5PlEHKXnbi3BiKD4SScRNXSS7fgIAgajCN73OhYQ-7LkBGjp0Fe7mf4wN9vl/s1600/030.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507356128845752274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd39a_b6zem7qUYpfCH6r1ONXBv4cbbsM-uVLUMWOUkKKRnrebYn7OWzSgLhzhdzINzsFr-fhNA6k49jYq5PlEHKXnbi3BiKD4SScRNXSS7fgIAgajCN73OhYQ-7LkBGjp0Fe7mf4wN9vl/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Next week is Sue's birthday so I made this little Sweetie up for her..... while she was here I showed her some of the images I had printed onto fabric & as this was her favourite one I thought it would be perfect for her......<br /><br /><br /><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3nsXoOXTN7abeoChTPuFxiQlhykEp4IIdgx13HnWGnMVS8m8YJLxpWU3m2X2fEG4Ygnvil9C24JbBR69zU5Je21N3geiOsXpnXm0Nl5RdZFtEefVSKwRQR3njZ1jznljWIIpiprrg5LQh/s1600/033.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507356119303918738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3nsXoOXTN7abeoChTPuFxiQlhykEp4IIdgx13HnWGnMVS8m8YJLxpWU3m2X2fEG4Ygnvil9C24JbBR69zU5Je21N3geiOsXpnXm0Nl5RdZFtEefVSKwRQR3njZ1jznljWIIpiprrg5LQh/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Spring is just around the corner & I cannot wait for it to arrive I feel it has been a very long & cold winter this year, yesterday was in the mid 20's, my Jasmin is out in bloom (a sure sign Spring is on the way) as is the orange tree & a few other spring bulbs...... with it I feel like I am coming out of hibernation...... I have been away far tooooooo long.</div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div>Hope you all have a lovely sunny weekend.... </div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVBBGpwQZwkvchQY_eVZVzCduiqI0eGb_5Am_2-LrYmzBXVfhGKfoytU5sKgYmBhJ4qClyYOhmr8hYfLxN6aqNvAWSEJvWez-DfPjcGPa2mqHQtoTFszpfv2kj_HvAI5Z1T5OZh77JlEjv/s1600/686.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507356110551942466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 67px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVBBGpwQZwkvchQY_eVZVzCduiqI0eGb_5Am_2-LrYmzBXVfhGKfoytU5sKgYmBhJ4qClyYOhmr8hYfLxN6aqNvAWSEJvWez-DfPjcGPa2mqHQtoTFszpfv2kj_HvAI5Z1T5OZh77JlEjv/s320/686.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>My Pink & Cream Cottagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16638390385400066656noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5055164804886690874.post-8105356852813473212010-07-01T16:07:00.004+10:002010-07-01T22:14:15.141+10:00~*What Lurks In My Garden*~........<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJgZpbOScmrPgwWMRm3SAYHbeRMmVwcNCqM3GajT0fjdKfK6DFP1pt4IcPOsF-RpoSWp-BMwbjy6jllhHwsFzmW3_Z5UDrv2EpQYyyPux66vWA2EN9j45NUvx0FIC78ZhMmWamkgfQQu7o/s1600/9781843622260.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488816317714672402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJgZpbOScmrPgwWMRm3SAYHbeRMmVwcNCqM3GajT0fjdKfK6DFP1pt4IcPOsF-RpoSWp-BMwbjy6jllhHwsFzmW3_Z5UDrv2EpQYyyPux66vWA2EN9j45NUvx0FIC78ZhMmWamkgfQQu7o/s320/9781843622260.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Yesterday as it was a lovely sunny day I decided to get out in the garden.... I have heaps of Agapanthus that I wanted to dig out & as My Darlin' had fixed my new you beaut shovel from Bunnings (I broke the handle the first time I used it) I decided it was time to get into it. So after a couple of hours I had removed a fair few of them plus some other plants I no longer wanted in the garden. The weather turned overcast & cold so I decided it was time to call it a day & make myself a pipping hot cup of coffee. I was sitting down talking to My Darlin' when my leg started to itch........ looking down I saw this.......</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhopGOAQmp1Ec0mKEtpkPUR6XGGQsrktE1NzagA5-h95nEaF-rKDl_cqKQGqu14DWNmeaNfSykjIzypzRtJ2eIj00MC3cPdULAjCyBiQpelpD1qhGJJsoMAXvnbcSUj9L-0eVLUoMw22E9Y/s1600/2556277151_be124d11f5_o.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488816313320321730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhopGOAQmp1Ec0mKEtpkPUR6XGGQsrktE1NzagA5-h95nEaF-rKDl_cqKQGqu14DWNmeaNfSykjIzypzRtJ2eIj00MC3cPdULAjCyBiQpelpD1qhGJJsoMAXvnbcSUj9L-0eVLUoMw22E9Y/s320/2556277151_be124d11f5_o.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div>Now I'm sure I have told you in the past I am terrified & I mean TERRIFIED of spiders so can you imagine my reaction..... screaming, jumping around, heart palpitations, until in the end I just felt like throwing up....... my biggest fear has always been to find a spider on me & to think it had been there for a while made it even worse..... so next time<em> </em>I get out in my garden I will be wearing gardening gloves & My Darlin's gummies......</div><div> </div><div>Hope you are having a great week.......</div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuAFAtKIyWtmcVUyXLxp5vOKRtsXWxps2-r3oE78jtrLnWDpYRe7UUcctWY3S7gT0_K7qfFlMuh2yJCNzOBUqRZ0M4WKkXgS2-nYAZ-lJ4nTMDe-pYebzy24saj-WgsIejxcjxwRjMoh6K/s1600/LYN-Sig-button.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 70px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488816309445415202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuAFAtKIyWtmcVUyXLxp5vOKRtsXWxps2-r3oE78jtrLnWDpYRe7UUcctWY3S7gT0_K7qfFlMuh2yJCNzOBUqRZ0M4WKkXgS2-nYAZ-lJ4nTMDe-pYebzy24saj-WgsIejxcjxwRjMoh6K/s320/LYN-Sig-button.gif" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>My Pink & Cream Cottagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16638390385400066656noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5055164804886690874.post-78783942198536733712010-06-25T12:47:00.004+10:002010-06-25T17:13:46.994+10:00~*My Heart Is Very Heavy Today*~......<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzVEn3xMLD9fzSq8mHL2oNy6MhRa96k8fKzVjsCdJ2J9D0-VmPMslfinY9uCYYRRy4HHEmiZXQmd_Z_yfq2H6BZ0b8eOdPG8I0dhQUM6-zkS0ByA-RIPEYCDn28GhVL26yo39Mc4OmGylN/s1600/in+my+thoughts.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486166814410877314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzVEn3xMLD9fzSq8mHL2oNy6MhRa96k8fKzVjsCdJ2J9D0-VmPMslfinY9uCYYRRy4HHEmiZXQmd_Z_yfq2H6BZ0b8eOdPG8I0dhQUM6-zkS0ByA-RIPEYCDn28GhVL26yo39Mc4OmGylN/s200/in+my+thoughts.gif" /></a><br /><br /><p>Let me tell you about a very special Man who came into our lives 5 or 6 years ago........ His name is Andy........ who was born in England met a beautiful Lady named Jan, married, had children & eventually immigrated to Australia. So 5 or 6 years ago they bought the corner shop which has always been known as *Shop 36* which is about a 5 or so minute walk from my home. I have always taken the walk up there at least 2 or 3 times a week for milk & bread & I like so many people in Coffs became close friends with Andy & Jan. He has a very broad accent sometimes making it hard to understand the words that flow from his mouth but one look at his face would tell you whatever he said meant that he was saying something that needed a laugh in reply. Eventually we all learnt to understand them or perhaps the accent softened a little. OK so being a true Pommy he lives & breathes Soccer...... do I need to say more, can you imagine in your head what it is like to be around him while the World Cup is on..... nah I don't think I do...</p><p>Around 2 years ago Andy discovered he had Liver Cancer & being the Optimist that he is knew he would beat it.......... we all watched this beautiful man who by the way was shortest, thinnest but super fit from playing his beloved sport, gradually lose his hair, weight & strength to be able to work. Jan & his many workers kept the shop going, always with a smile on their brave faces. </p><p>It has been a couple of days since I went up to *Shop 36* it has probably been a couple of weeks since I last saw Andy...we talked about the world cup.... he telling me the Pomms were going to win, me telling him the Kiwi's (New Zealanders) were going to, boy did he laugh at that but neither team progressed to the top 16......... </p><p>Today I learnt Andy died ...........he is 52........ my heart is really hurting........... for his beloved Jan, for his kiddies, his many many friends (me included) customers, his family *back home*, but to me the saddest thing is he did not get to see who will win the World Cup............ no maybe I am wrong there....... he is on is long walk to heaven........ he will get there before the games finish.......... he will KNOW ahead of time who wins.......... I forgot to ask him who he would go for in the final game..........</p><p>Forever in my heart......XXX<br /><br /></p><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyGcdlF35q3l4czB5Ga_ByQMYwz2-GjaOTzKcQRkOWew9gAbtauhN0WC5c_TJKMD4XvQXE_EyC5FxJjtBxjxN1GXDDy-41Oh_VShrR9oAbfD0PnX8hNSJazeF7P3cugiVI2BETCJWO4m3m/s1600/LYN-Sig-button.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 51px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486166804627109986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyGcdlF35q3l4czB5Ga_ByQMYwz2-GjaOTzKcQRkOWew9gAbtauhN0WC5c_TJKMD4XvQXE_EyC5FxJjtBxjxN1GXDDy-41Oh_VShrR9oAbfD0PnX8hNSJazeF7P3cugiVI2BETCJWO4m3m/s200/LYN-Sig-button.gif" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>My Pink & Cream Cottagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16638390385400066656noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5055164804886690874.post-30146449739910386362010-06-23T13:59:00.003+10:002010-06-23T15:13:58.739+10:00~*Our Weekend Away*~......Do you remember the post I wrote about the weekend away at Annuaka Resort that our son Ryno gave My Darlin' & I as a surprise? well...... we went, we saw, we relaxed, we pampered & we LOVED it...... Like most of the Suites there ours was amongst the Rain forest, such a peaceful place.....<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOgLOUybFlIe1sNrj7sOaqj0ZM54G6jcfEKurgNPCGMYu0UUpKF68n81DaYA1prdtwlgREghBcGxJDduXpejF87koG29FXxhuE3JKMGhL3DmKT_vCL2EUBJfcMerVaQ-0418jpOtQI5mcu/s1600/017.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485816491404132514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOgLOUybFlIe1sNrj7sOaqj0ZM54G6jcfEKurgNPCGMYu0UUpKF68n81DaYA1prdtwlgREghBcGxJDduXpejF87koG29FXxhuE3JKMGhL3DmKT_vCL2EUBJfcMerVaQ-0418jpOtQI5mcu/s400/017.JPG" /></a><br /><div>Our bedroom had this large spa set in its own corner, I was amazed when I filled it up the water was blue a real aqua sea blue......... the photo above was taken looking up at the glass ceiling..... nothing like sitting in here with the jets blasting full bore, laying back & looking up at the twinkling stars in the sky.....</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6ITm4CKBvYtbMA1LoM7_sXAb1rnZRGk4DgEBufbyDoP3KDi3qPo60V-caCh5grHANCZKGn7H61gGHrnpGlxa__XWnWoqFfXO2YqJZaXRCVHESgYrGqaNIYQeU3m8RB1NsLJpLj8YOSjLE/s1600/019.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485816480882764770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6ITm4CKBvYtbMA1LoM7_sXAb1rnZRGk4DgEBufbyDoP3KDi3qPo60V-caCh5grHANCZKGn7H61gGHrnpGlxa__XWnWoqFfXO2YqJZaXRCVHESgYrGqaNIYQeU3m8RB1NsLJpLj8YOSjLE/s400/019.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Our dinner was just out of this world we sat at a table which looked out to the ocean & afterwards went for a very romantic stroll along the beach......</div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZQOeFUfhCRvJhFjo5547JlVUYh2Uq_zAisPBGHpNEViAwiLxicTlJGpujAOSR21dMz2aUj824KtL8pm-ONR_npu-5U-DdEt9p6Yj7OVKyha62Uw_f-a0qGRaT2LomOx1OSrpzclxc-NOF/s1600/023.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485816473293530402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZQOeFUfhCRvJhFjo5547JlVUYh2Uq_zAisPBGHpNEViAwiLxicTlJGpujAOSR21dMz2aUj824KtL8pm-ONR_npu-5U-DdEt9p6Yj7OVKyha62Uw_f-a0qGRaT2LomOx1OSrpzclxc-NOF/s400/023.JPG" /></a><br /><br />We also explored the rest of the place finding a total of seven swimming pools all laying under more rain forest & three spas set in grotto's....... I have to tell you I could very easily move on in there tomorrow..... we found this walk way the next morning......... followed it & found......</div><div> </div><div><br /><div> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgje8wjh_CYcd8cMRPLbLjwZxGuRdNPVdT_1ihxrHsYK4Q7gZtem09nXG1vwO51MtucSp37Rao_To4b1QIuMtRwy0Xz1XX-YMlLZqN4oi3oKdfxvxEHMtoCrdKholHFNpeB-WksK0RyqC5G/s1600/020.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485816461412708706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgje8wjh_CYcd8cMRPLbLjwZxGuRdNPVdT_1ihxrHsYK4Q7gZtem09nXG1vwO51MtucSp37Rao_To4b1QIuMtRwy0Xz1XX-YMlLZqN4oi3oKdfxvxEHMtoCrdKholHFNpeB-WksK0RyqC5G/s400/020.JPG" /></a><br /><br />This gorgeous little Chapel......... I remember years ago not long after the resort opened friends of ours were married in this tiny church......... sadly the marriage didn't last & as much as we enjoyed our weekend here I couldn't help but notice that it was starting to look a tad rundown, the Chapel was all dusty inside, it looked like it hadn't been used in years, furniture in our Suite was starting to break, a lot of the beautiful filigree woodwork had been broken from previous guests...... to me that was sad a lot of time & money had been put into Annuaka, it needed some TLC.......</div><div> </div><div>That aside we DID have a great time staying here & would go back again.....</div><div>Thank you again Ryno we love you xxx<br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw_cj9kBxHHr9ZNgxMjeNgi6EcdeRvI0NyHCLzk2v5PBWKyb9kQ6HpwpFgko5uvimhfj4f8QFedzh9xXaufkittzYb3YFKO_siNZPGlFPQcxEUTKzfHQ6q8KrOjJHvoliWolvnxsuMFMvl/s1600/LYN-Sig-button.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 70px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485816450513454290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw_cj9kBxHHr9ZNgxMjeNgi6EcdeRvI0NyHCLzk2v5PBWKyb9kQ6HpwpFgko5uvimhfj4f8QFedzh9xXaufkittzYb3YFKO_siNZPGlFPQcxEUTKzfHQ6q8KrOjJHvoliWolvnxsuMFMvl/s400/LYN-Sig-button.gif" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>My Pink & Cream Cottagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16638390385400066656noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5055164804886690874.post-74670749302475452402010-06-21T15:08:00.004+10:002010-06-21T16:43:03.879+10:00*~A Complete Makeover*~.........Hi <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">yah</span> Sweeties......... <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">how'd</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">yah</span> be.... as my Dad would say......... Me well I have been flat out which is the reason why the posting has been a tad on the lean side lately. If you scroll down to my last post you might remember the cane lounge I was giving a make over...... She has in fact been finished for a while now but as is the norm with me after I cleaned the front Porch to get it all <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">spick</span> & span for her grand arrival, I noticed that everything else on it was looking in need of a repaint not to mention the painted floor boards..........<br /><br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7qXkDt6xoUC9wtNrUHoeVaEZLy8dvocvwCHQfqTeu0QYzwm_xbemPOvjAT0kIBW7fp1ncMSsYJawYBmoeYHgddYbzvJCqJshUpkLmD8fHL0os49q3uFvZzREFzEAfQwvYKTZ2FOIf9F5K/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485093526126060994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7qXkDt6xoUC9wtNrUHoeVaEZLy8dvocvwCHQfqTeu0QYzwm_xbemPOvjAT0kIBW7fp1ncMSsYJawYBmoeYHgddYbzvJCqJshUpkLmD8fHL0os49q3uFvZzREFzEAfQwvYKTZ2FOIf9F5K/s400/001.JPG" /></a><br />So off My <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Darlin</span>' went to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Bunnings</span> to get the paint as I had run out after painting the lounge, & I set to scrubbing the floorboards & chairs. Next day I was all set to go............ it rained! The next day......... it rained, in fact 4 days in a row, so I patiently waited for blue sky to come out. Finally the sun came out & I was down on hands & knees painting. Three coats later & the floor was all done..........</p><p><br /></p><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFdAFyYxUo24cUwaCuqkBgbZ1QKkw7z3JupCsj9KrR3dI8NBkF6JhvepgtnbQTaIFQHjaau0OYLq8pBgHd94amFSRCWDD8FXhFvGxNpGvK0ZPRJJaTn2drDMoLtd8UJWepoq7zEarScazU/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485093508235315858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFdAFyYxUo24cUwaCuqkBgbZ1QKkw7z3JupCsj9KrR3dI8NBkF6JhvepgtnbQTaIFQHjaau0OYLq8pBgHd94amFSRCWDD8FXhFvGxNpGvK0ZPRJJaTn2drDMoLtd8UJWepoq7zEarScazU/s400/002.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>The next week was spent repainting the chairs & coffee tables during the day one coat a day although by now it was getting pretty hard to keep the patience thing going......... sewing the new cushion covers at night. </div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXki-ifuzJKhmsWzjSmBiAEMTOyDlSiNeoM_3NNt_lN98987fQEL7NckQDTlTmgkJAdjBskf93xojJQQjL0X12HPf0HqDQRsXlfTmcolr5mVP2yuXG00wgOV0tTHowPv0AGEhtGxd2heIH/s1600/003.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485091844064484002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXki-ifuzJKhmsWzjSmBiAEMTOyDlSiNeoM_3NNt_lN98987fQEL7NckQDTlTmgkJAdjBskf93xojJQQjL0X12HPf0HqDQRsXlfTmcolr5mVP2yuXG00wgOV0tTHowPv0AGEhtGxd2heIH/s400/003.JPG" /></a><br />I had bought two Euro cushions for the lounge & could not believe it when they were a tad too small so ended up opening them both at one end & sewing an extra strip of fabric in between them both & stuffing it full of super soft wadding........ fun to do on a machine when the cushion becomes very long. </div><div> </div><div><br /><div></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyWGFOK_Jz5akAnD0KiiUs4V4vKPJd7tVQ-6z4B4M_xXHkZyZKYDp8S0LIappZ6HgzpwURp0iK_B-FErkoc4BuuJSh99LmlHhIav-ZuqD_S0yV9Sj89LkKbtODfpU5n1oLN2al5n7V_lwD/s1600/004.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485091834573915826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyWGFOK_Jz5akAnD0KiiUs4V4vKPJd7tVQ-6z4B4M_xXHkZyZKYDp8S0LIappZ6HgzpwURp0iK_B-FErkoc4BuuJSh99LmlHhIav-ZuqD_S0yV9Sj89LkKbtODfpU5n1oLN2al5n7V_lwD/s400/004.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Even the little boy on the pedestal was scrubbed down with bleach to make squeaky clean again as he had grown green, something I don't really mind but just kinda looked out of place with the white & blue.........</div><div> </div><div></div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8rURyqUQHIfcXaIa5aWetEfTe1RvJKWfN05XUGmYdKffYtZXBcXC-wnQe38Z1w30YYex4eOWwM1Nlq7KAKYvC3Sm1Me8Yz9LbGQpZbnh7nB-sSNKhL1OBh7pZgJby_jsdjBUj3tRbkhuw/s1600/005.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485091821592443138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8rURyqUQHIfcXaIa5aWetEfTe1RvJKWfN05XUGmYdKffYtZXBcXC-wnQe38Z1w30YYex4eOWwM1Nlq7KAKYvC3Sm1Me8Yz9LbGQpZbnh7nB-sSNKhL1OBh7pZgJby_jsdjBUj3tRbkhuw/s400/005.JPG" /></a><br /><br />I LOVE LOVE LOVE this lounge with its big squishy cushions, it is just <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">soooooo</span> comfy....... perhaps too comfy, I laid down on it the other morning with my cuppa coffee & a really good book & actually fell asleep....... or perhaps it was due to the fact that I was up until nearly 4am painting the last chair either way I am not one to sleep during the day, so have resisted the urge since then to lay on it.........<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWTwwXbgBiYpp8XgXB5uuIFealw81KIudr1YxS5dmu8Wo4l-JrS31t6JpBSBOEEmlnPPc48LQZEcnI42wrnxSExqHUafCZq4qzTEij5Bzft7zqq9UMb7gAnpDCmcByXK-TyObneET71CUa/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485091804027751378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWTwwXbgBiYpp8XgXB5uuIFealw81KIudr1YxS5dmu8Wo4l-JrS31t6JpBSBOEEmlnPPc48LQZEcnI42wrnxSExqHUafCZq4qzTEij5Bzft7zqq9UMb7gAnpDCmcByXK-TyObneET71CUa/s400/006.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Every time I have made new cushions for out here they have been pink to go with the house but being a true lover of Blue & White I just HAD to have a change, even the coasters on the tables are blue & white & the flowers are my favourite <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">Camelia's</span> in my garden which are always the last to bloom, a gorgeous white with just the tiniest dab of icy pink in them. At the moment the fabric is a bit bright but come summer & the sun with fade them to the perfect soft blue........</div><div></div><div>So what do you think.......... was the long wait worth it......... I hope so, OK so now you all know what I want you guys to do........ leave me a comment & tell me what you think..........Oh & I am still flat tack painting, I have redone an old mirror & am on to my second one.......</div><div></div><div>Hoping YOUR creative juices are flowing........<br /></div><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP2i04gIn7B3JOlfVUlY1tGz39pKc8sa_HoOZsB8VKe51oztDZGz-0-l-rvedWbAMU7qfT3IPTH9CxJkUf5wwXvkmHzcUpYlMde0ISLzlsOHqXj5Gwsqt0IVKydHwG9nqo62nugCY-FtVO/s1600/LYN-Sig-button.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 70px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485091789077455890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP2i04gIn7B3JOlfVUlY1tGz39pKc8sa_HoOZsB8VKe51oztDZGz-0-l-rvedWbAMU7qfT3IPTH9CxJkUf5wwXvkmHzcUpYlMde0ISLzlsOHqXj5Gwsqt0IVKydHwG9nqo62nugCY-FtVO/s400/LYN-Sig-button.gif" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>My Pink & Cream Cottagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16638390385400066656noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5055164804886690874.post-25330630859064782822010-05-29T21:42:00.003+10:002010-05-29T22:34:26.490+10:00~*She's Coming Along Just Fine*~.........Do you remember this cane lounge I showed you a couple of posts ago well she has finally started her make over. Because of the rain we had been getting I couldn't get out & scrub her, finally yesterday arvo the rain stopped long enough to start. Once she was scrubbed clean I moved her into the garage to dry.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicEC5LyINWryVKPjLhlHMOIYmBWDOBOzUUvOK-KL-bzqpiaq2SFyO360oK0mktitgMJ62c4W4GkmFgbmhNP0v1-Gihf7AAdgb45ecOqkgD73So8yD1X6xGxwhF62gBhV5CXjQF242OGAMM/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476657509405784770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicEC5LyINWryVKPjLhlHMOIYmBWDOBOzUUvOK-KL-bzqpiaq2SFyO360oK0mktitgMJ62c4W4GkmFgbmhNP0v1-Gihf7AAdgb45ecOqkgD73So8yD1X6xGxwhF62gBhV5CXjQF242OGAMM/s400/002.JPG" /></a><br /><div>I was up until 2.30am this morning giving her her first coat of paint, kinda thinkin' she's looking better already. Today she received the second coat. One more to go tomorrow & I'm kinda hoping My Darlin' will find the tome tomorrow to make the new base up for me. Two big squashy cushions to sit on & she will be all ready to put out on the front Veranda if she doesn't take up too much room out there...</div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4-_UtzIJcEP1rQbCZqjTN5DGOMy_rZMcn4gX7G1cso1RIjQtSuj8ZdBQMu6IjvNFwdVCojCHfozkmufRb77ne0a6R3ckRlgh1TgOSV1ktIRaUy0U79HAgFLRjf0HNPWQyMIthC6IHKXXp/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476657496627059170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4-_UtzIJcEP1rQbCZqjTN5DGOMy_rZMcn4gX7G1cso1RIjQtSuj8ZdBQMu6IjvNFwdVCojCHfozkmufRb77ne0a6R3ckRlgh1TgOSV1ktIRaUy0U79HAgFLRjf0HNPWQyMIthC6IHKXXp/s400/002.JPG" /></a><br /><div>Am really in the mood at the moment to do up all the things waiting patiently in the shed for me next I think will be a gold & black mirror which needs painting..... white of course..... OK so I'm off to find some fabric for the cushions......</div><div> </div><div>Hoping you guys are having a creative weekend......</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNqPeOZFTbD6AtZ0ZfXT8pfhYz6YefnhOdiDr2SG8BPirjgkw9GZVcUc-lNenpetsy30YBv0OQKHFzzTibg8aIm1aLfSKQdjzknyKBxxNwVwyAhSoYqbVnw2E4ne2NoUH3LBTa1xCxvGu-/s1600/LYN-Sig-button.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 70px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476657495571514770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNqPeOZFTbD6AtZ0ZfXT8pfhYz6YefnhOdiDr2SG8BPirjgkw9GZVcUc-lNenpetsy30YBv0OQKHFzzTibg8aIm1aLfSKQdjzknyKBxxNwVwyAhSoYqbVnw2E4ne2NoUH3LBTa1xCxvGu-/s400/LYN-Sig-button.gif" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>My Pink & Cream Cottagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16638390385400066656noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5055164804886690874.post-14830936234431129912010-05-28T15:31:00.003+10:002010-05-28T16:24:46.570+10:00~*Feeling Soooooo Loved*~If you follow my little Blog you will know that our 2nd eldest son Ryno moved over to WA at the start of last year which is a <strong>very </strong>long way away in this huge country. I have considered myself very blessed this year as he has returned home nearly every break he has had & as he is currently renting his house out he has stayed with us, just pure joy to me. This break he decided to stay on site as he was offered 3 weeks extra work, being one never to turn work down & as he is off to the US in August for a holiday the extra money will come in very handy. I received a call from him last night which I didn't expect as most of the time he cannot get reception on his phone being in the middle of nowhere asking me what My Darlin' & I were doing next weekend?? As My Darlin' has spent the last few months working on Saturdays we no longer make plans for the weekends unless it is weeks in advance, so the answer was *nothing yet, why*? To which Ryno replied *Is you Comp on Mum*..... Me *yep sure is*...... Ryno * need you to go into your emails*...... a few seconds later there I am opening the email he told me to & asking him *what is <strong>this</strong>*.......????.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDYKgtRHRf3EVT6SIjZOUXr8hImdiYS1BsGZwhIZHP0LQsvxsWvO6ek-wJa-AjJybvuLn0X_9bKEBrSc3skAZYQldKccGlQZVpa5tpnu20jniGH0_lQULSjCymB9pM6qHk9XVjAZ47btEi/s1600/saying+bye-1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476189603732198034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDYKgtRHRf3EVT6SIjZOUXr8hImdiYS1BsGZwhIZHP0LQsvxsWvO6ek-wJa-AjJybvuLn0X_9bKEBrSc3skAZYQldKccGlQZVpa5tpnu20jniGH0_lQULSjCymB9pM6qHk9XVjAZ47btEi/s400/saying+bye-1.jpg" /></a><br />Now before I go any further I need to go back to May 6th which was My Darlin's Birthday & the Thursday before Mothers Day. Ryno had not planed on coming back East that break but as these are important dates in our family he forked out the $900.00 to come home. He felt bad that he didn't buy us any pressies........ having him home was enough. So what was the email all about.........<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK4AqTTjqQbAnJM3aCYwXVvDc3iJY9XT2LqZ_zE3Ee3nOpkeBSw75IUdJoBNyYsNXBczBkD6edT8MtHkmwZThyAjnVmGh7U8jqAk2CPmRzCsnwjIqzjhwjfOwlxfNzDyWqmP8W8WYkYHA8/s1600/Paradise-spa-room.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 168px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476189598573981826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK4AqTTjqQbAnJM3aCYwXVvDc3iJY9XT2LqZ_zE3Ee3nOpkeBSw75IUdJoBNyYsNXBczBkD6edT8MtHkmwZThyAjnVmGh7U8jqAk2CPmRzCsnwjIqzjhwjfOwlxfNzDyWqmP8W8WYkYHA8/s400/Paradise-spa-room.jpg" /></a><br />The photo above is where My Darlin' & I will be spending next weekend......... all expenses paid thanks to Ryno. I sat there last night reading this email from Aanuka Beach Resort which is here in Coffs, & the only way to describe how I felt.....<strong> sooooooo very very LOVED! </strong>We have this large Suite with a large spa under a glass roof amongst the rainforest all to ourselves, no kiddies, just us, I am still pinching myself here. After I had stopped thanking Ryno <strong>over & over </strong>all I could think to say to him is *I Love You*....his answer.....*<strong>I know Mum, I Love You Toooo</strong>*. I don't think I need to tell you how I feel right now........<br /><br />Wishing you all a great weekend & hope you feel as <strong>LOVED </strong>as I do right now xxx <div></div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoM4Uem6yep8oiRWvi-ioUlgH5SVzNcB_16Owj7JsaWpw53bWgmJuxH6IqVhTlCn585K7YGRoNXZIxP-FALqV46nNQT-bDB7koR5RJEMmLWLg0XGJFrbeGfdqhyHDMA7MQBHEFVuoeatPJ/s1600/LYN-Sig-button.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 70px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476189592777063666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoM4Uem6yep8oiRWvi-ioUlgH5SVzNcB_16Owj7JsaWpw53bWgmJuxH6IqVhTlCn585K7YGRoNXZIxP-FALqV46nNQT-bDB7koR5RJEMmLWLg0XGJFrbeGfdqhyHDMA7MQBHEFVuoeatPJ/s400/LYN-Sig-button.gif" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>My Pink & Cream Cottagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16638390385400066656noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5055164804886690874.post-14918493399469941972010-05-27T16:25:00.005+10:002010-05-27T17:35:17.155+10:00~*Keeping Calm Can Sometimes Be Oh So Hard*~.......but I'm trying real hard here, honest I am. Quite some time ago I posted about repainting my hallway it was out with the green & in with all cream & white. Now I had promised the after piccies but just before I was to post them my computer crashed & I lost all my photos...... The other day I had a friend over with her young son & it wasn't until they had left I discovered (to my horror) that the little <strong>sweetheart </strong>had drawn on every single door jam in my hallway, all <strong>SIX </strong>of them with pen, not just drawing but going down through to the grain of the wood! Now when I paint I give each wall three coats & all window frames & door jams five coats as they usually get the most wear so here I am looking at all my hard work wrecked with steam coming out of my ears, suddenly I realised <strong>the whole lot had to come off </strong>& be re sanded & repainted all over again <strong>GRRRRRR. </strong>So today I decided to get in & started after doing the housework.... bad move...... I managed to strip one complete door jam & sand the grooves out, because of the layers of paint I had to use a scraper & then sand but the mess was incredible, little flakes of paint everywhere! I also have one side of another doorway done but to be honest my heart just was not in it today.I had <strong>really </strong>wanted to get outside & scrub down the cane lounge I showed in the last post & start painting her but today felt like Winter had arrived...... I awoke to it flogging down rain & cold, so there went that idea!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfQZdgppt-CLTbhAd4UFKkDm3OYHiaTiHcNNYvD74cmcVfOf6OWMNvkdrHKkiZGXY1P95xz4IUlVP_KzRknP4KDhnHV8kp89dbxyvwxvvnVRNdFRXp_Pxg9RAN6Ik3vceE6-mGnDnjVG8a/s1600/008.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475835542503264818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfQZdgppt-CLTbhAd4UFKkDm3OYHiaTiHcNNYvD74cmcVfOf6OWMNvkdrHKkiZGXY1P95xz4IUlVP_KzRknP4KDhnHV8kp89dbxyvwxvvnVRNdFRXp_Pxg9RAN6Ik3vceE6-mGnDnjVG8a/s400/008.JPG" /></a><br /><div>The photo above is the only one I have left of the hallway when it was finished...... the skirting boards are still green as the floorboards have yet to be polished & would take all the paint off, the old cane chair used to sit on my front Veranda, I made a new cushion cover for her & placed her here.......... a great place to sit with a good book........ Tomorrow if the weather is sunny I will be outdoors, if not back in my Hallway scrapping away so long as my aching shoulders let me.....</div><div> </div><div>Wishing you all a great night....xxx</div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQILBpH37vqKTieUV9SSW8kJLH1VG57KnQuIRzIINYpqVzGsR578lQBo_USImUWt8lbbSNYO8Ln4CIh_L4RP81m7RJDD7dH4l3qDH6phvTHpi6xT5WwKv7gmOzCrDh31rnh6yLbBMrZJL6/s1600/LYN-Sig-button.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 70px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475835530305996946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQILBpH37vqKTieUV9SSW8kJLH1VG57KnQuIRzIINYpqVzGsR578lQBo_USImUWt8lbbSNYO8Ln4CIh_L4RP81m7RJDD7dH4l3qDH6phvTHpi6xT5WwKv7gmOzCrDh31rnh6yLbBMrZJL6/s400/LYN-Sig-button.gif" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>My Pink & Cream Cottagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16638390385400066656noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5055164804886690874.post-46727339702969601652010-05-26T15:13:00.004+10:002010-05-26T19:34:42.454+10:00~*Dear Abbie*~............I have not posted very often this year although I had intended to, if not every day then at least every second......... funny how things don't always turn out how you intend them to huh? Truth is the great *feeling* I had at the start of the year pretty soon went by the wayside & it wasn't until the other day that I finally, nearly half way through the year, realised why. If you are a regular reader of my little blog you would know My Darlin' & I lost a very close friend at the end of last year & although we still do & always will miss him & think about him daily, we both realised he would not want us wallowing around in self pity being miserable, in fact he would have said to us * take a tablespoon of cement & harden up* & get on with our lives. However....... sadly there are some people who have not been able to do this, they cannot move on & one in particular has been visiting nearly EVERY day since Toad died, his life seems to have come to a standstill & I became *Dear Abbie* to him & therefore my life also came to a standstill because it was like all my *happy thoughts* were being sucked out of me....... Suddenly last week for one reason or another he came between My Darlin' & I, he has been bad mouthing me to all our friends & so it seems cut all ties with us! At first this deeply upset me now, well I have taken that tablespoon of cement & just want him out of my life, simple, it is after all too short. There has been so many things I have missed out on posting.......... our Dylans 9th birthday on Feb 14th (he was quite upset about that), our 19th Wedding Anniversary on April 13th, a tribute to my gorgeous Mum on Mothers Day, truth is I have realised I cannot be around depressing people, all I have done is shut my myself away from those I love most & for what, to try & help someone I have come to realise does not want to help himself. So onwards & upwards.........<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbL6slyo-X9Q-wgUt4egb-tvKXBMuiDTw1HV3T9XN20fdRoR8DpvS9NCALjgP_Utvjy8RArX_35se-2akMojCOw9im6JXOkkvqg2_kdJF7_AnxDMZjER7oxAy_uR-5xfl4P1qMtDlEsxv6/s1600/010.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475447420784436594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbL6slyo-X9Q-wgUt4egb-tvKXBMuiDTw1HV3T9XN20fdRoR8DpvS9NCALjgP_Utvjy8RArX_35se-2akMojCOw9im6JXOkkvqg2_kdJF7_AnxDMZjER7oxAy_uR-5xfl4P1qMtDlEsxv6/s400/010.JPG" /></a><br /><br />In my last post I showed you all the sweet little chair makeover & thank you for all your lovely comments, anyway I bought a mag last week with this sweet chair (not exactly this chair) & how's this........ prices start at $375.00....... yeah right as if I can afford that..... boy do I feel good right now knowing mine was not even a 68th of the cost.....<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig29kJZia6_ezsPmFEAYeVuZOlygsdL1GRoVKOfemFDBbswk19dhIEf9BiaoUwhaRHI9Lnn0g-hiXiYiHkzTyv7CT890DezpG1GFLEOjZywg-0sOEHW4b0T0YtKQ_TAPqJDnt-9IuZdMNj/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475447414927363538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig29kJZia6_ezsPmFEAYeVuZOlygsdL1GRoVKOfemFDBbswk19dhIEf9BiaoUwhaRHI9Lnn0g-hiXiYiHkzTyv7CT890DezpG1GFLEOjZywg-0sOEHW4b0T0YtKQ_TAPqJDnt-9IuZdMNj/s400/002.JPG" /></a><br /><br />So my latest project will be the beauty above............. cost so far zilch thanks to my neighbour....... as they say *priceless*............<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqdDgKgnFJAW2vipm_SlfrSfq_RI9O8LRlvpIixLE9a4E63cKypADaZxp1MMUDuKKOxOtlqjvDVrU-GvpOJdMKjaGNrfMZimtcpHNvUWd_ZLRfUhfJKOrcP4gBHrtMoH7TTEh8L30pdRqC/s1600/LYN-Sig-button.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 70px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475447404493224130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqdDgKgnFJAW2vipm_SlfrSfq_RI9O8LRlvpIixLE9a4E63cKypADaZxp1MMUDuKKOxOtlqjvDVrU-GvpOJdMKjaGNrfMZimtcpHNvUWd_ZLRfUhfJKOrcP4gBHrtMoH7TTEh8L30pdRqC/s400/LYN-Sig-button.gif" /></a>My Pink & Cream Cottagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16638390385400066656noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5055164804886690874.post-21376033391706825042010-05-11T14:04:00.006+10:002010-05-11T15:54:44.481+10:00~From *Tacky* to *Elegant~.......<em>Do you remember these oh so Tacky fluffy covers? I remember them used for toilet seat covers (with matching mat of course....) cushion covers, rugs in fact anything & everything was made out of the stuff.... About once a month we have Dinner with friends at their home & the first time we went I discovered this quaint little chair stuffed away in a corner.... well it was instant love & before I could even open my mouth to enquire why it was shoved in the corner Sandy blurted out about it being the most ugliest thing she had ever seen....</em><br /><br /><br /><em></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC4n0O5KGX8UgruhSoKIUrEzOg_oucykd62yh9i70oq2UyPhzg-qlwEp1hKcsuVD24oporrLrQ9fhb_iDUlU1dLFtR5sMd-GHBOe9h-_7Y5iEsOJ7b8KMOL8XvtcLv_RrGjYKGfnnrT59w/s1600/005.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469863513951650962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC4n0O5KGX8UgruhSoKIUrEzOg_oucykd62yh9i70oq2UyPhzg-qlwEp1hKcsuVD24oporrLrQ9fhb_iDUlU1dLFtR5sMd-GHBOe9h-_7Y5iEsOJ7b8KMOL8XvtcLv_RrGjYKGfnnrT59w/s400/005.JPG" /></a><br /><div><em></em></div><div><em></em></div><div><em>Now just to help her out & save her a trip to the tip hum hum..... I told her I would quite gladly take it off her hands....the look on her face spoke volumes, yep she thought I was completely & utterly mad....... or that mt taste was in my erm you know where or both...... anyway that night as *she* sat patiently waiting for me by the front door i left via the back, can you believe that????? </em></div><div><em></em> </div><div><em></em> </div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFNxJhJjCycC9RQrVwooeVBSABD_RgXLR3iBYZTGR52LSuUj6hmRtD2U_yr8nl_Rvp2R5COcFL09GTtRf4_43Jsy6oPMYpNbI2eI8ELr67hUUwS3dQ_6AJP8e0Ul5ALsMAv6U2xLTYHDKA/s1600/004.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469863503714668338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFNxJhJjCycC9RQrVwooeVBSABD_RgXLR3iBYZTGR52LSuUj6hmRtD2U_yr8nl_Rvp2R5COcFL09GTtRf4_43Jsy6oPMYpNbI2eI8ELr67hUUwS3dQ_6AJP8e0Ul5ALsMAv6U2xLTYHDKA/s400/004.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><em>It was awhile until we went for dinner again but this time she was brought home & placed in my bedroom much to my Darlin's horror. So she sat & sat & sat until finally one day I started to *pretty her up*....</em></div><div><em></em> </div><div><em></em> </div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwo2Gh7B-EjiB6LAQakEuJ159f438yU_xQxjjt3caZy2shb_IhBFK_bBvOJxSrLRa7Uv-tXIpCg5qkFoRL0zFgzHQvi0C0mqasek8HKQ70KcF0JvJlDQZwRzptOhTK_vCqi5K74tThqRcE/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469863497643748498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwo2Gh7B-EjiB6LAQakEuJ159f438yU_xQxjjt3caZy2shb_IhBFK_bBvOJxSrLRa7Uv-tXIpCg5qkFoRL0zFgzHQvi0C0mqasek8HKQ70KcF0JvJlDQZwRzptOhTK_vCqi5K74tThqRcE/s400/006.JPG" /></a> </div><div></div><div><em>The first thing to come off was the purple fluffy cushion cover of course .......</em><br /><br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuj6IS9kU-uobd_C_O74Jm-2Z3tefUnj-v7VpyDI0wPNbXJ_grYPeT20c8QqujEKiToMl3XIX8_nb01kPw8OB-GZxcJtQYZnEpc9ZdObb40QuL8RtSMJa6rRJfqySALGkKQRXOsnQl1ObA/s1600/004.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469863482421096514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuj6IS9kU-uobd_C_O74Jm-2Z3tefUnj-v7VpyDI0wPNbXJ_grYPeT20c8QqujEKiToMl3XIX8_nb01kPw8OB-GZxcJtQYZnEpc9ZdObb40QuL8RtSMJa6rRJfqySALGkKQRXOsnQl1ObA/s400/004.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><em>Which was replaced by a pretty rose print & new padding......</em></div><div><em></em><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha_t_UhTmG-NkPYqAomBRWDDh1y3Y1htG-yi4hoeZNMzSqQrCtntMPevLeq7AJpO3T_ibaus_e6yPyvOzJokuoEItbEAnfxUXUz0fCX09m0HHX5gJKyHBWPxEykWfNHyx3Qb1FkM2MDQDR/s1600/009.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469860745212998642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha_t_UhTmG-NkPYqAomBRWDDh1y3Y1htG-yi4hoeZNMzSqQrCtntMPevLeq7AJpO3T_ibaus_e6yPyvOzJokuoEItbEAnfxUXUz0fCX09m0HHX5gJKyHBWPxEykWfNHyx3Qb1FkM2MDQDR/s400/009.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><em>Suddenly she looked 90% better already.... </em><br /></div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpC9l6iIJqh1qDqea-iFhJlo-6WqKA5cowqoPbJMZo9XIkXchJmBlMyXZ-G9wE-2QmTojGE2jv0muo6mhwmaI9-AH2i9-Jb0Aez20xXgXM0Qe-uFBl-hQ6kCowxzkoaKesnoAkX9wmJ2OU/s1600/008.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469860740101814706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpC9l6iIJqh1qDqea-iFhJlo-6WqKA5cowqoPbJMZo9XIkXchJmBlMyXZ-G9wE-2QmTojGE2jv0muo6mhwmaI9-AH2i9-Jb0Aez20xXgXM0Qe-uFBl-hQ6kCowxzkoaKesnoAkX9wmJ2OU/s400/008.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><em>Next came the sand blasting, followed by etching primer & lastly a few coats of white oil based paint left a few days to harden & then she was ready to bring back into the bedroom.....</em><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXLJrmOfsYrzL15sblxK2PQ5DmZV_7so1OEMPnb1CWp65QHBumbZNe_Ougy5i1MomLc1MIC8MihnUKQILEdAexL4Fpay-Krk4y-FqsSgbzLkncE6zOdsWirjMQYU6CK3GZFlwBPLjBXIpX/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469860732592720946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXLJrmOfsYrzL15sblxK2PQ5DmZV_7so1OEMPnb1CWp65QHBumbZNe_Ougy5i1MomLc1MIC8MihnUKQILEdAexL4Fpay-Krk4y-FqsSgbzLkncE6zOdsWirjMQYU6CK3GZFlwBPLjBXIpX/s400/007.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><em>My Darlin' was quite surprised by how she looked after her makeover, no longer *Tacky* now more *Elegant* just like she should have always looked.</em><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3KyPCjcjHq35Eg5pANksdfMgIcCW5M5M6kXOF4IFcy5Ryg-dVbtNzbH50XSC9kw4UbQ9aqHGuHniW9ESGyByi7-QCqDWbaUix0nF6G3JBR2kWF-Bfkr9__piAOI1JypAJvkCMK_KE0Kbv/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469860724722262802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3KyPCjcjHq35Eg5pANksdfMgIcCW5M5M6kXOF4IFcy5Ryg-dVbtNzbH50XSC9kw4UbQ9aqHGuHniW9ESGyByi7-QCqDWbaUix0nF6G3JBR2kWF-Bfkr9__piAOI1JypAJvkCMK_KE0Kbv/s400/006.JPG" /></a><br /><em>Sandy called in yesterday & I showed her the finished result...... so what was her reaction?</em></div><div><em>*I still don't want IT back* now I am asking myself *Where is HER taste*?......</em><br /><br /><em>So now I am on the look out for a dressing table to match.... you know the sort..... white with rounded corners & triple mirrors where Ladies used to sit in the 50's & 60's to apply their makeup sitting on one of these chairs...... I wonder where it is.......</em><br /><br /><br /><em>Hope you are enjoying your day especially if you are doing up a small treasure you saved from going to the tip.........</em><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPrJgT5cf02piHxSJfSvIWjJBmEPsTahZVq16GskCmPuElVHgM6wYlgZAq4f114aQhIZB1ldIMAe3eske5JINbZUYGH7zUnGTRquqmXTGkte0BOVqY8JrXSjPDSwNVvNmC5Dji9Lfq1sn4/s1600/LYN-Sig-button.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 70px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469860718306830994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPrJgT5cf02piHxSJfSvIWjJBmEPsTahZVq16GskCmPuElVHgM6wYlgZAq4f114aQhIZB1ldIMAe3eske5JINbZUYGH7zUnGTRquqmXTGkte0BOVqY8JrXSjPDSwNVvNmC5Dji9Lfq1sn4/s400/LYN-Sig-button.gif" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>My Pink & Cream Cottagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16638390385400066656noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5055164804886690874.post-20977687759307375632010-04-30T16:11:00.005+10:002010-04-30T20:08:20.872+10:00~The Joy Of Feeling The Soil Between My Fingers~............<em>Hi all.......so what have you guys been up to this week?........... I have spent my week in my front gardens & so far have filled our <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Wheelie</span> Bin twice.......was lucky it was emptied Tuesday morning after I filled it on Monday, since then I have filled it till it is <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">chockers</span> & brimming over, have also filled two wheel barrows plus have a pile, a huge pile of cuttings from our trees down our driveway sitting on the front lawn. So far I have only done 31/2 gardens & we are talking BIG gardens here & just when I was thinking this <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">arvo</span> *where on earth am I going to put the rest of the weeds, dead plants & plants I no longer want* when our neighbour who owns the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Pre</span>-school next door told me I can use his *Green Wheelie Bin* as they wont be using it! YES..... THANK YOU....... I can keep on gardening tomorrow.......... it soothes my SOUL...... I sit in amongst the soil & weeds (my jeans have piles of dirt on the knees & the bum) my shoes are falling apart from using my new *you beaut <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Bunnings</span> Shovel* & I FEEL so good, this is what I have needed for <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">soooooooooooooo</span> long. I have had so much crap happening in my what was <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">supposed</span> to be my *YEAR* friends who lives have been falling apart & have made me their *Dear Abbie* where it got to the point where I *went DOWN again* I have realised I have to look after myself.....is that being <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">toooooooo</span> selfish?</em> <em>Anyway I am rambling......</em><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl-cgCZKV4B59lLpKTz0uI_KX5f_PbUJY_KMfarGV2da_EuGA0sksI3M7JnyHJv4-Xe-pfYhGtArPO-se4LOnWgUMHsyu6W0SifRVaFdL9PPTNKZ6GBuxW5zd2qUo2vypic5CNNNDArpsW/s1600/1arosespink005.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465809578036871378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl-cgCZKV4B59lLpKTz0uI_KX5f_PbUJY_KMfarGV2da_EuGA0sksI3M7JnyHJv4-Xe-pfYhGtArPO-se4LOnWgUMHsyu6W0SifRVaFdL9PPTNKZ6GBuxW5zd2qUo2vypic5CNNNDArpsW/s400/1arosespink005.JPG" /></a><br /><div><em>So tomorrow will find me back out in my gardens, the weather is just to die for....not too hot, not <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">tooooo</span> cold, Sunday my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">Darlin</span>' & I will head off to the *Tip* with the back of our Truck loaded with all the weed etc that wont fit in the other Wheelie Bin & will arrive back home with the back of the Truck <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">chockers</span> with beautiful dark soil to put back into the gardens...... & then the replanting starts...... pure BLISS FOR MY SOUL.....</em></div><div><em>So how will you spend your weekend?</em></div><div><em></em> </div><div><em></em></div><div><em>However you do....I hope you Enjoy.......</em></div><div><em></em></div><div><em></em></div><div><em></em></div><div><em></em></div><div><em></em></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdZBb-xQsHUKtbEJGAlLdvnVkdKaLZiEF0wkZj2eF8ugSHQgNzkiKReccX3r0pgtipj6fOuVKzzs4LtMb0y4O-a7u55QocHGlIcvZue2KUo4DKtuO8i6lIqWUjZoihC_e3ZcM16Fg7q1nh/s1600/LYN-Sig-button.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 70px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465809571953611906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdZBb-xQsHUKtbEJGAlLdvnVkdKaLZiEF0wkZj2eF8ugSHQgNzkiKReccX3r0pgtipj6fOuVKzzs4LtMb0y4O-a7u55QocHGlIcvZue2KUo4DKtuO8i6lIqWUjZoihC_e3ZcM16Fg7q1nh/s400/LYN-Sig-button.gif" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>My Pink & Cream Cottagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16638390385400066656noreply@blogger.com5