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My Prized Possession

To most, this is just a piece of junk. Anyone looking through my utensil drawer would think I should have tossed it long ago.  Afterall, it's no longer functional. It just takes up space!  In my eyes it is beautiful. All of its imperfections are part of its story. Part of MY story. In 1984 I was moving into my very first apartment.  I was about to have my own kitchen.  I had nothing to put in it of course except for a set of dishes I purchased at a yard sale and some glasses Id collected from work lol. My mother took me to the store and bought me a set of pots & pans.  She also reached into her own utensil drawer and took out this very spatula.  It was one of her older ones.  Its handle already had several battle wounds from being against the side of a skillet a little too long as she used it to prepare meals for my dad and me. Over the years I have used it to prepare meals for my own family.  My children used it as they learned to cook.   I retired it about 10 years ago beca…

Gwen, Zora Hair, Moon and Mundane Junk lol

Good morning everyone!
Its 8:55am Alaska time and the weather app+20 degrees.
It sure doesn't feel like it lol

This morning while sipping my latte, I snagged up Gwen (among several other things) for G8F by Brahann.
She is friggin' gorgeous. I just rendered her in a promo for a garment, so I cant show it off yet.
But I will tell you she was a breeze to work with. If you haven't added her to your cart yet, you probably should go and do it now. You won't regret it lol. 

I have lots of domestic junk to do today like errands & grocery shopping and all that jazz.
But before I start raking all the snow off my jeep, I wanted to share a recent promo I did via Sympatico Studio featuring the lovely Zora Hair by Biscuits.







Her hair always has tons of morphs and drop dead colors. All of her hair products are to die for.
The model (in case you didn't already know) is the adorable Moon by  Marcius.
You can find her over at The Daz Store You're going to want this little gem for your runtime as well!
Happy rendering everyone!

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My Prized Possession

To most, this is just a piece of junk. Anyone looking through my utensil drawer would think I should have tossed it long ago.  Afterall, it's no longer functional. It just takes up space!  In my eyes it is beautiful. All of its imperfections are part of its story. Part of MY story. In 1984 I was moving into my very first apartment.  I was about to have my own kitchen.  I had nothing to put in it of course except for a set of dishes I purchased at a yard sale and some glasses Id collected from work lol. My mother took me to the store and bought me a set of pots & pans.  She also reached into her own utensil drawer and took out this very spatula.  It was one of her older ones.  Its handle already had several battle wounds from being against the side of a skillet a little too long as she used it to prepare meals for my dad and me. Over the years I have used it to prepare meals for my own family.  My children used it as they learned to cook.   I retired it about 10 years ago beca…