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term='model'/><category term='brat'/><category term='WTF Is In Ali&apos;s Head?'/><category term='avatars united'/><title type='text'>Ch'know?</title><subtitle type='html'>A Girl, A Lot Of Free Time, And A Second Life®.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03852205565340450253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Wn472D5TDXY/SCSGac5aMXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/t-h4ssDYWc0/S220/1jump.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1611</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-4960921025888308142</id><published>2012-02-02T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T22:28:46.219-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><title type='text'>Day 26 - Is it spring yet?</title><content type='html'>We always get really excited for winter to come to Bluebonnet every year.  But after Christmas, people start getting itchy for spring. But we also like the chance to decorate for winter without Christmas decorations, so it all kinda works.  I was checking the Farmers SLAlmanac and in the next couple of weeks, spring is supposed to come, so I spent some time tonight dancing on the ice and thinking about what I will do when spring comes to the island again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6810444047/" title="Day 26 - Is it spring yet? by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7158/6810444047_6f9a9c6d14.jpg" width="500" height="438" alt="Day 26 - Is it spring yet?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't laugh at my outfit!  I like to buy the probably-made-from-templates-less-than-$100L full outfit from the Marketplace when I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking for the spring, I'm going to turn the part of our parcel where the gazebo  and ice rink are into a little farm.  Nothing too crazy, just some little animals and crops.  Do you guys know if anyone makes plants in SL that can actually grow?  That would be so cute to plant some crops and watch them grow!!  But not ones that I have to keep paying for water and stuff.  I just want to plant and let them go without sinking money into it like I did into the breedables.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleeeeepy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-4960921025888308142?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/4960921025888308142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=4960921025888308142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4960921025888308142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4960921025888308142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-26-is-it-spring-yet.html' title='Day 26 - Is it spring yet?'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-6983000822824512199</id><published>2012-02-01T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T21:32:36.711-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><title type='text'>Day 25 - If you can't beat em, join em!</title><content type='html'>When Aldwyn came home tonight, he started a one man dance party in our living room.  No, I don't know why. I guess sometimes...the rhythm really DOES get you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6805226325/" title="Day 25 - If you can't beat em by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7003/6805226325_9fe0d9cf93.jpg" width="500" height="447" alt="Day 25 - If you can't beat em"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what they say.  If you can't beat 'em, join 'em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6805226435/" title="Day 25 - Join em by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7144/6805226435_fa27c47fa4.jpg" width="484" height="500" alt="Day 25 - Join em"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still having a party in the living room, but you guys can't come.  I'm only half dressed. Of course, in my next style blog, I'll probably still only be half dressed, but WHATEVER. :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-6983000822824512199?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/6983000822824512199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=6983000822824512199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/6983000822824512199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/6983000822824512199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-25-if-you-cant-beat-em-join-em.html' title='Day 25 - If you can&apos;t beat em, join em!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-4478740962343504906</id><published>2012-01-31T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T22:29:02.353-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah blah blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><title type='text'>Day 24 - Y U So Pretty?</title><content type='html'>I spent a lot of time staring at my face today.  I know that sounds conceited, but actually it was because I was sitting on the couch for most of the day while I did other things and every time I came back, my camera was on my face.  Changing my face shape was one of the better things I've done lately, I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6799786365/" title="Day 24 - Y U So Pretty by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7174/6799786365_d3523359a4.jpg" width="500" height="423" alt="Day 24 - Y U So Pretty"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get over my face at some point. :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about having a trivia night soon.  We always enjoy the game and getting together and it's been wayyy too long since we had the last one. But I think I'll need to get some new trivia cards.  We already know that all the answers are Madonna and Nancy Lopez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-4478740962343504906?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/4478740962343504906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=4478740962343504906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4478740962343504906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4478740962343504906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/y-u-so-pretty.html' title='Day 24 - Y U So Pretty?'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-2016124588350488593</id><published>2012-01-30T21:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T21:15:59.336-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><title type='text'>Day 23 - Quickie</title><content type='html'>I told myself when I started this project that I'd never just throw down a picture and have that be it, but man, I am about to hit the keyboard with my forehead. So goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6793878987/" title="Day 23 - Quickie by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7012/6793878987_e05fc3039f.jpg" width="500" height="481" alt="Day 23 - Quickie"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-2016124588350488593?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/2016124588350488593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=2016124588350488593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2016124588350488593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2016124588350488593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-23-quickie.html' title='Day 23 - Quickie'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-7123530434051422306</id><published>2012-01-29T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T21:54:57.114-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><title type='text'>Day 22 - Quiet Time</title><content type='html'>Wow. What a day.  If you're on plurk, you know it.  If you're not...believe me, you probably don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me totally appreciative of spending a few quiet moments with Aldwyn tonight.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6787551707/" title="Day 22 - Quiet time by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7142/6787551707_b4eb0ceec9.jpg" width="500" height="472" alt="Day 22 - Quiet time"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ... I was trying to think of more to say but to be honest, I am simply out of words tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-7123530434051422306?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/7123530434051422306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=7123530434051422306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7123530434051422306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7123530434051422306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-22-quiet-time.html' title='Day 22 - Quiet Time'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-784035009994376299</id><published>2012-01-28T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T21:57:12.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah blah blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='did she really just write that'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><title type='text'>Day 21 - A New Face</title><content type='html'>People get pretty attached to their look in SL.  I mean, what we look like is how we represent ourselves to SLociety! They always say "Don't judge a book by its cover" but seriously?  If the cover doesn't look at least KIND of interesting, who bothers picking up the book??  I know I sure don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a big "tweaker" of my shape for a while, although for WAY too long I was one of those people who refused to change my shape. So so stupid.  I'd sit there complaining that all skins looked bad on me.  Well geez, Biscuit. Maybe it's your dated old shape? :-p  Of course, my tweaking was just little bits here and there to make me look better, but still basically look like me no matter what skin I was in.  But over the past couple of months, I've grown increasingly unhappy with my face. It was starting to be a problem because I had basically made my face good for only ONE skin.  Then last month when creators were giving great presents out, I was trying a skin on Piper [my alt] and realized she was TOTALLY FLIPPIN' CUTER THAN ME.  NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pouted about it for a bit. But yesterday I figured, why not? Why not go for broke, use some of Piper's numbers, and, in the semi-words of Ty Pennington - FIX THAT FACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fix it enough to be cute but still look kind of like me, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6780146339/" title="Day 21 - A new face by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7034/6780146339_067241b2b5.jpg" width="441" height="500" alt="Day 21 - A new face"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it works. It's a little more...delicate.  My initial reaction was "Holy shit, am I looking like some generic blogger?!"  But my plurk friends said that until I had super squinty eyes and a really frowny mouth that looks like it's about to fall off my chin, I would not be generic looking.  I still look like ME, but I don't have the fat head any more.  It feels softer to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I really did just do a whole post dedicated to my face. Hush. LOL  Aldwyn and Ulaa are off doing whatever it is they do and I'm bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-784035009994376299?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/784035009994376299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=784035009994376299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/784035009994376299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/784035009994376299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-21-new-face.html' title='Day 21 - A New Face'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-5034034758030647442</id><published>2012-01-27T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T20:58:52.231-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dios mio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><title type='text'>Day 20 - I thought I was curvy, but...</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty slim in SL.  I enjoy being petite, something I will probably never be in my physical life.  I think my shape is fairly proportionate, or at least as close as you can get with the avatar sliders.  I often think my rear end is even a little too big for my frame, although I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, then sometimes I teleport in somewhere and I realize I'm not nearly as curvy as I thought I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6774233739/" title="Day 20 - I thought I was curvy, but... by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7154/6774233739_e436f97b6d.jpg" width="500" height="315" alt="Day 20 - I thought I was curvy, but..."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies, really.  Rock the big girl shape. LOVE your curves.  But can you please resize your shoes to fit your legs?  250 pounds of woman cannot teeter around on size 5 feet with 6 inch stiletto heels.  I am a BIG GIRL in my physical life.  I KNOW these things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to save you years of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-5034034758030647442?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/5034034758030647442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=5034034758030647442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/5034034758030647442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/5034034758030647442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-20-i-thought-i-was-curvy-but.html' title='Day 20 - I thought I was curvy, but...'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-6814079633713445511</id><published>2012-01-26T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T21:49:55.170-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='socializing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Day 19 - Un-Anti-Social</title><content type='html'>I see the people on my plurk list getting together a lot.  Well, maybe not a LOT, but more than I usually end up getting together with my friends.  I rarely head to any events, but today I saw that a friend was DJing at &lt;a href="http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Clearwater%20Meadow/67/17/23"&gt;The Folly&lt;/a&gt; and some of my plurk buddies were heading out there, so I put on an outfit that I threw together last week for a blog post [that never happened] and headed over to say hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6769055983/" title="Day 19 - Un-Anti-Social by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7007/6769055983_f096626cc6.jpg" width="500" height="364" alt="Day 19 - Un-Anti-Social"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really nice to get to finally meet some of my plurk buddies in person!  I really should go out more often, but I'm such a bad conversationalist, it makes me feel bad that I can't keep a conversation going or jump in without sounding awkward.  At least, I sound awkward to me.  I don't know what anyone else thinks. I've never actually asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I guess since I'm still dressed, I might as well try to go take a picture of the outfit and attempt to blog it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-6814079633713445511?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/6814079633713445511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=6814079633713445511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/6814079633713445511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/6814079633713445511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-19-un-anti-social.html' title='Day 19 - Un-Anti-Social'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-7588070149173510203</id><published>2012-01-25T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T20:17:26.826-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avatars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hunt'/><title type='text'>Day 18 - Give Peas A Chance!</title><content type='html'>I'm really tired today.  I was up super late because I cannot sleep during a thunderstorm.  Don't give me all that nonsense about them being calming.  There's nothing calming about "BAHBAM CRRRAAACKKKK BLAM!!!!!" directly over your head.  Let me come into your bedroom while you're just drifting off to sleep and bang a metal spoon against a metal cookie pan and see how relaxed you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was on my own again tonight because Aldwyn seems to have gotten sick from some petri dishes that were in his house this weekend and I suck at asking anyone if they want to do anything.  So I opened up the destination guide and ended up at the &lt;a href="http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/MadPea/150/124/25"&gt;Give Peas A Chance&lt;/a&gt; hunt.  I'm glad I did it because not only is the island incredibly adorable, but I got this pea avatar for free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6763768185/" title="Day 18 - Give Peas A Chance! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7022/6763768185_fceefa72b5.jpg" width="500" height="390" alt="Day 18 - Give Peas A Chance!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will admit it!  I practically laughed myself into an asthma attack while running around!  I got some other pea avatars, and then some random stuff like jeans and a shirt, but this little pea avatar is AWESOME and my most favorite find in SL in the past month. If you have kids in SL or are just looking to go to a cute sim, head over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-7588070149173510203?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/7588070149173510203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=7588070149173510203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7588070149173510203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7588070149173510203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-18-give-peas-chance.html' title='Day 18 - Give Peas A Chance!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-2806667287488425880</id><published>2012-01-24T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T23:13:00.190-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><title type='text'>Day 17 - "I so rarely get to do it!"</title><content type='html'>It's not easy being a blogger's husband.  I mean, almost anything we do ends up in the blog.  Almost anything funny he says [or that I think is funny] ends up in the blog or on plurk.  Even worse, I'm a fashion blogger, so I usually do a lotttt of shopping before he's even able to get online.  Well, not lately because of the fashion funk I'm in, but usually.  So tonight I dragged him to Aura because Tyr has a new skin out for a pre-sale [the full line isn't out yet].  We took it home and I put it on and played with my shape and my hairbase and checked to make sure we could stand looking at my boobs [What?] and then I decided I did like it.  He asked me how much it was.  I told him and then I hear the money sound.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aww, thanks honey!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I so rarely get to do it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6758867441/" title="Day 17 - &amp;quot;I so rarely get to do it!&amp;quot; by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7018/6758867441_89dd5617a7.jpg" width="500" height="420" alt="Day 17 - &amp;quot;I so rarely get to do it!&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we sat while he insisted I had something dark on my arm, I insisted I did not, and then after he relogged, I actually looked at my arm and realized I had a prim on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...well... That happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-2806667287488425880?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/2806667287488425880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=2806667287488425880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2806667287488425880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2806667287488425880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-17-i-so-rarely-get-to-do-it.html' title='Day 17 - &quot;I so rarely get to do it!&quot;'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-650220230623127999</id><published>2012-01-23T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T21:42:34.286-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><title type='text'>Day 16 - Well, that isn't inspirational!!</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned on plurk earlier, I'm in a fashion funk.  Nothing excites me enough to blog it.  Hell, nothing really excites me enough to change my outfit very often.  And while I get the whole "It's your blog, blog when you want" thing, it's more than that.  I get review copies on occasion, but rarely full outfits, and while I might want to review a certain piece, the act of putting a whole LOOK together has been really really really really difficult for me lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldwyn said he thought we should go to some fashion places so maybe I could get inspired.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6753275721/" title="Day 16 - Well this isn't inspirational! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7020/6753275721_50fd1dc6af.jpg" width="500" height="436" alt="Day 16 - Well this isn't inspirational!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so totally fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God he's cute or I'd be getting divorced tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fashion funk remains, though.  I think I might need to find some new-to-me stores to shop at or something.  Do you guys know any stores that maybe I might not know that I would like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-650220230623127999?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/650220230623127999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=650220230623127999' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/650220230623127999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/650220230623127999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/well-that-isnt-inspirational.html' title='Day 16 - Well, that isn&apos;t inspirational!!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-4628408593625383452</id><published>2012-01-22T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T20:52:12.550-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dios mio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clubs'/><title type='text'>Day 15 - Looking For Fun</title><content type='html'>It was a lazy Sunday for me, so I figured I'd spend some time in SL just exploring around.  Aldwyn &amp; Ulaa were off doing whatever it is they do when they're not in SL, so I found myself on my own again.  I figured I'd find somewhere to go and dance that wasn't a couples type place.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big problem with a lot of clubs in SL is that they suck.  Another problem is that if you don't already know the people there, you can't really break into the conversation [on the slim chance that one is happening], and it gets boring quickly.  But there are a few clubs that are "newcomer friendly," and I've always found Toontopia to be one of those clubs.  You won't get a lot of conversation really, and if you hate gestures it's not the place for you at all, but because the music is house/dance/techno, the gestures often blend in with the music easily enough.  And, there's almost always people there, which is a big plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6746938371/" title="Day 15 - Looking For Fun by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7001/6746938371_d907d8bb87.jpg" width="500" height="352" alt="Day 15 - Looking For Fun"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music was pretty good, and even though no one was really talking except for gestures, it was kind of a nice place to dance and just hang out with some people that I didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, after I crashed, I came back and thought I'd hit an event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize the event was in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6746938263/" title="I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go back to 2008 by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7013/6746938263_316f05d2ba.jpg" width="500" height="357" alt="I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go back to 2008"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-4628408593625383452?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/4628408593625383452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=4628408593625383452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4628408593625383452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4628408593625383452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-15-looking-for-fun.html' title='Day 15 - Looking For Fun'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-3090867817461803080</id><published>2012-01-21T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T20:53:08.317-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='academic stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destination guide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><title type='text'>Day 14 - Surrounded By Sperm!</title><content type='html'>So finding myself alone tonight, I decided to pop open the destination guide and figure out something to do.  The phrase "&lt;a href="http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/OSU%20Medicine/74/93/302"&gt;Testis Tour&lt;/a&gt;" caught my attention, so I ran right on over to get with the testis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of rules for the Testis Tour, but I complied, even though Sunset is not my WL setting of choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6740131385/" title="Lots of rules by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7151/6740131385_b93be984ab.jpg" width="500" height="419" alt="Lots of rules"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hopped up on the tour thingy and chose the audio tour.  We flew up and off to the testis. There's a lottt of tubes up in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6740131303/" title="It's tubes by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7162/6740131303_90b32061c5.jpg" width="500" height="373" alt="It's tubes"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately I realized I was not in any sort of learning mood tonight.  It was made worse when I was told that SPERM WAS FLYING BY MY HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6740131347/" title="Day 14 - Surrounded By Sperm by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7145/6740131347_98005a9115.jpg" width="500" height="350" alt="Day 14 - Surrounded By Sperm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what the green stuff is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did learn that sperm don't swim until they're starting on their way out. Mostly they're just floating. That's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a tour for the ovaries too, but I figure I learned enough tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say, though, that it's nice to find places in SL where you can actually learn something.  I think I will probably try to visit more of the academic places because you're never too old to learn something new, and God knows I could use more education in my brain!  Maybe not about sperm, but it might come in handy at a trivia night sometime, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-3090867817461803080?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/3090867817461803080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=3090867817461803080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/3090867817461803080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/3090867817461803080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-14-surrounded-by-sperm.html' title='Day 14 - Surrounded By Sperm!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-2989835724438080123</id><published>2012-01-20T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T20:56:57.592-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mesh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avatars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costumes'/><title type='text'>Day 13 - Once Upon A Time</title><content type='html'>I was going to show you guys a picture of me building this really horrible house that I keep telling Ulaa I'm going to sell in her store [she threatened to cut me if I did], but instead a fairy showed up in my house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6734282185/" title="Day 13 - Once Upon A Time by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7035/6734282185_b9458ffcff.jpg" width="461" height="500" alt="Day 13 - Once Upon A Time"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww, adorable!  That's my friend Wilma in her new form. Tooooo cute!!  I really really think that I'm going to need one of these avatars [which are mesh, btw] because I don't dress up in costumes nearly enough anymore!!  And who could resist such a sweet avatar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6734282227/" title="Fairy Wilma by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7011/6734282227_3c8f3b45c2.jpg" width="500" height="436" alt="Fairy Wilma"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading out to the &lt;a href="http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/YABU/39/179/31"&gt;Petite Avatar Kingdom&lt;/a&gt; very very soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-2989835724438080123?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/2989835724438080123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=2989835724438080123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2989835724438080123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2989835724438080123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-13-once-upon-time.html' title='Day 13 - Once Upon A Time'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-7331352729967544603</id><published>2012-01-19T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T20:28:30.457-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><title type='text'>Day 12 - It's like old times</title><content type='html'>The inventory cleaning goes on.  Today I put all my Truth hair in folders by month and year. I should probably just delete the 2009 hair, I'm sure he'd thank me, but I would have to go through it all first to see if I like any still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I stumbled across this gem in my inventory while I was cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6729116019/" title="Day 12 - It's like old times by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7010/6729116019_cda659b6ca.jpg" width="500" height="420" alt="Day 12 - It's like old times"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're newer to SL, you probably don't know what that is, but the oldbies will know.  It's a skydiving pod!  You sit down, it starts up and shoots you up into the air, then dumps you out. If you're wearing a parachute, then you skydive down until the chute opens. We used to have a target that we set up on the top of one of the building at the Viper Pit and if you wore a jumper thing [it's been a while, I've forgotten] it would count how many jumps you did and how many times you hit the target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? It was good times. Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-7331352729967544603?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/7331352729967544603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=7331352729967544603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7331352729967544603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7331352729967544603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-12-its-like-old-times.html' title='Day 12 - It&apos;s like old times'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-4675945054923358893</id><published>2012-01-17T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T16:40:08.242-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><title type='text'>Day 11 - Your love is my turning page</title><content type='html'>I'm not a fan of Twilight. I think the storyline is horrible, the books are pretty badly written, and Bella may be one of the worst female characters in all of literature.  That being said, the movies always have good music, and I hate that I've been listening to her wedding song since yesterday. It makes me feel like a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Second Life decided to slap some vampire avatars together for the Library, I was less than pleased. The last thing we need are MORE dumb girls walking around as "BellaSwanCullen Resident" or whatever variation they pick.  But I guess whatever gets people here? And at least most of the starter avatars are way better than what most of us started out as.  I will say that the vampire they have on the front page of the SL website is...not that great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6717243767/" title="Hi Vampire by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6717243767_d6d42e2ac9.jpg" width="500" height="325" alt="Hi Vampire"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is she a vampire in a snowstorm?  Do vampires usually have big curvy teeth hanging out on their bottom lip?  I just don't know.  But what gets me is that with SO MANY amazing artists in SL, this was the best they could do?  I mean, I don't consider myself all that fabulous at Photoshopping, but even I was able to slap together a kind of okay picture with the avatar in about 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6717243725/" title="Day 11 - Your love is my turning page by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7158/6717243725_731e039079.jpg" width="500" height="445" alt="Day 11 - Your love is my turning page"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is the Vampire Xyla avatar that's in the Library.  I didn't do anything to it, although I should have, since the terrible hair didn't even fit my head. And because the hair is pretty much all flexi alphas, in certain poses, the bangs disappeared because of the prim eyeballs.  I know something is better than nothing, but couldn't the creator of this avatar at least have adjusted things to fit properly? I mean, if a newbie starts out with this, they're not going to know how to adjust their prims so their hair isn't all embedded into the side of their head. Shouldn't someone be in charge of quality control as far as Library avatars go?  The outfit isn't that great, but the shape is pretty decent. It actually looked great in the face when I played around with some of my Curio, Belleza and LAQ skins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow is the blackout day for a lot of sites to protest SOPA/PIPA.  You might find a lot of your favorite SL blogs that are on Wordpress are not going to be readable.  Blogger, as far as I know, doesn't have a way that we can do that unless we just set our blogs to private.  I still haven't decided if I'm going to do that.  But if I do and you come here tomorrow and my blog is locked, it's just for tomorrow to protest.  Some stores in SL are closing as well for the day to protest, so don't get scared if you can't go to some stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are even taking a whole day away from the internet, but there's protesting and then there's crazy talk. So...yeah. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-4675945054923358893?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/4675945054923358893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=4675945054923358893' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4675945054923358893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4675945054923358893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-11-your-love-is-my-turning-page.html' title='Day 11 - Your love is my turning page'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-101661081748968981</id><published>2012-01-16T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:32:27.760-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another regular night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><title type='text'>Day 10 - Out of my jeans</title><content type='html'>I'm a jeans and t-shirts/sweaters girl.  In the physical world, if I am not in my beloved stretchy yoga or pajama pants [which is often], I'm in jeans. And that is my normal style in SL.  I just throw on one of 3 brands of jeans [Zaara, Mon Tissu or fri.day] and some top and that's me for the day.  But tonight I thought I'd dress up a little bit. I even put on a dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6712836021/" title="Day 10 - Out of my jeans by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7167/6712836021_565180bb57.jpg" width="500" height="489" alt="Day 10 - Out of my jeans"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then I curled up on the couch after hitting up the &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Hide%20and%20Seek/63/200/28"&gt;Olive Juice&lt;/a&gt; closing sale.  Baby steps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was talking to the husband about how we [and by we, I mean us and most of our friends] never do anything because pretty much all of us have homes that we are settled into, and going OUT is unnecessary a lot of the time.  He looked up Sanctuary Rock on the map, since that place is OLD and somehow always has people, and we took off over there to see what the people of SL are doing these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They pretty much look like you expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6712836079/" title="Well that's what you'd expect by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7002/6712836079_7280ab574f.jpg" width="500" height="409" alt="Well that's what you'd expect"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really gotta say, I'm tired of men in SL walking around bare chested or with open shirts almost all of the time.  Yeah. You have a chest. It was painted by Tricky Boucher half the time. I've seen it. Cover up.  But that's just me, I guess, because in both lives, I'm a little grossed out when someone shows too much skin constantly. If you show it ALL THE TIME, then it's not SPECIAL. :-p  But that's a post for another day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanctuary Rock was...not bouncing.  The music was not very good, the hostess [a neko, naturally] did nothing more than welcome people and then didn't talk. No one really talked.  They could have passed as bots if not for the harsh "Haters can suck it, I hate people, I've been hurt before so now I'm a BITCH" profiles that we've all seen before.  Seriously?  That kind of profile does not make you seem amazing.  It makes you seem like a high school loser with no real social skills and does NOT make people want to say hi to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left there after dancing a bit and found ourselves on some gerontology island.  It was... well, it was old, and there were lots of bots around but they were more of the NPC variety and some of them talked if you asked questions.  The best part was that you could get a bike to ride, and we got to find some info on AARP for Al.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6712836137/" title="AARP for Al by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7155/6712836137_81b1c7c94e.jpg" width="500" height="401" alt="AARP for Al"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's going to hit me. :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting late and I'm getting tired, so I guess I'm off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-101661081748968981?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/101661081748968981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=101661081748968981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/101661081748968981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/101661081748968981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-10-out-of-my-jeans.html' title='Day 10 - Out of my jeans'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-2813769671364273969</id><published>2012-01-15T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T21:17:19.908-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><title type='text'>Day 9 - I should do something!</title><content type='html'>My friend Adorkable made this really awesome Picture Window for her &lt;a href="http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/The%20Deck/124/188/22"&gt;store&lt;/a&gt; and honestly, I haven't moved my butt off of it in hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6706021991/" title="Day 9 - I should do something by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7143/6706021991_bce17a47c5.jpg" width="500" height="323" alt="Day 9 - I should do something"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have REALLY got to start doing more in SL.  I mean, I know I'm not alone.  Most of my friends claim that they just stand on their platforms staring at themselves.  People boohoo and whine about sims closing down in SL, but honestly?  How many of us are actually going out there to SEE anything??  We don't.  We stay in our own parcels, we plurk or IM, we shop on the marketplace.  And it would be easy to say "Well, it's because SL is laggy.  It's because people bother me when I go out.  It's because the moon is in the 7th house but yet Jupiter aligned with Mercury instead of Mars and I'm fucked."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really?  I think we're mostly just lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the day, we went out.  We found fun little clubs to go dancing in, even if it was just one time.  We ran around sims just because.  We dressed up like jerks because it made us laugh.  It was &lt;i&gt;work&lt;/i&gt; to get dressed and yes, sometimes we fought with people that we ran into because they were assholes.  But that was part of the fun!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of wish I had a hang out again.  A place, like the Viper Pit, where I could just GO and sit and either chat with people or just sit quietly and sort inventory.  It's funny, given that I have almost half a sim to play with, that I would want to go somewhere else, but that's how it is.  Cen and I used to sometimes sit for hours just sorting inventory or blogging, rarely talking, until we decided it was time to play.  I miss that a lot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just need to make a late New Year's resolution to go somewhere in SL at least twice a week to explore.  At least it would give me better photos because I'm going to run out of places on Bluebonnet to take pics of myself soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-2813769671364273969?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/2813769671364273969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=2813769671364273969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2813769671364273969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2813769671364273969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-9-i-should-do-something.html' title='Day 9 - I should do something!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-8332864241910950929</id><published>2012-01-14T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T21:15:59.331-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inventory cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoarding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inventory'/><title type='text'>Day 8 - I need to clean!</title><content type='html'>I seriously need to clean out my inventory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6698885829/" title="Day 8 - I need to clean! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7159/6698885829_64db2bd9af.jpg" width="449" height="500" alt="Day 8 - I need to clean!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now at 8:45pm SLT, my inventory is at 78,466.  I know.  &lt;i&gt;I KNOW.&lt;/i&gt;  I am so ashamed.  But you know, if it was just organized, I probably wouldn't care about the number.  The fact that it's a big mess of crap is what's really getting me.  I will put on the same clothes and stay in them for ages, unless I'm style blogging, because I cannot for the life of me find ANYTHING in my inventory to wear.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashionista fail. LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I need to just sit my ass down for a couple of hours and start putting things on and throwing things away that I know I will not wear again.  A couple of weeks ago I had even started setting up more folders to help me!  But that didn't last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your inventory organized?  How do you do it?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-8332864241910950929?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/8332864241910950929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=8332864241910950929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/8332864241910950929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/8332864241910950929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-8-i-need-to-clean.html' title='Day 8 - I need to clean!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-130933462768182249</id><published>2012-01-13T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T21:15:22.196-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><title type='text'>Day 7 - Just Tired</title><content type='html'>I am so tired lately.  Doing the smallest things, like cooking dinner or throwing some laundry in the wash is just wearing me OUT. Hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6693242309/" title="Day 7 - Just tired by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7141/6693242309_b2568f7275.jpg" width="500" height="385" alt="Day 7 - Just tired"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's because I'm still recovering from being sick, and I know I need to move around to get my strength back up, but ugh!!!  It's highly annoying when I start to get tired at 9pm SLT. Especially since Aldwyn isn't usually able to get in until after that and so as a result, we haven't seen each other in world in ages.  But I just get so so so tired, I can't stay up until 1 or 2am [my time] like I used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure eventually I'll go back to normal, but for now, I'm just tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-130933462768182249?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/130933462768182249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=130933462768182249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/130933462768182249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/130933462768182249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-7-just-tired.html' title='Day 7 - Just Tired'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-923955707359850914</id><published>2012-01-12T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T19:26:25.493-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><title type='text'>Day 6 - Getting the itch</title><content type='html'>I always know when it's going to happen.  I start to get that itch.  I wander around the house thinking, "No. No. Not enough."  Then I sit.  Then I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6687531443/" title="Day 6 - Getting the itch by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7019/6687531443_afaa7b9e8d.jpg" width="500" height="464" alt="Day 6 - Getting the itch"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want a new house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, don't get me wrong, I love our house.  It's about as perfect as can be.  But I want something else now.  I just don't know what I want!  Usually I just get whatever new house Ulaa makes when I feel like this, but she's taking a well deserved break from building right now, so there's nothing brand brand new. She has new houses that I have never used before that I can get, or already have sitting in my inventory.  But... I don't know.  I don't know exactly what I WANT and that is the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, there's nothing that says I can't use any house I want. She doesn't have me under some contract to only use her houses!  I just like the styles she puts out, and she's as big of a stickler for quality as I am so I always know I'm getting the best when I use her houses. I mean, honestly, who hasn't bought some house that looked great in the ad but in reality, you spend a week just fixing all the texture glitches and seams?  I don't have time for that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I totally need a new house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-923955707359850914?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/923955707359850914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=923955707359850914' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/923955707359850914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/923955707359850914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-6-getting-itch.html' title='Day 6 - Getting the itch'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-7240691476080753834</id><published>2012-01-11T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T20:17:01.662-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Day 5 - I'm back!</title><content type='html'>I honestly didn't think I'd take so many days off right away! :(  After my last post, I got a really bad reaction to the steroids the doctor gave me for the bronchitis.  Crying uncontrollably, not sleeping, even a rash up my sides.  I couldn't keep my shit together enough to call the doctor myself, so I blubbered on the phone to my mom, and she sprang into action.  I was taken to the emergency room, and they told me while the side effects I was having weren't exactly uncommon, it was definitely NOT something I needed to be on anymore. Then they gave me some meds to calm me me down and take care of the rash and sent me on my way.  But of course my parents wouldn't let me leave their house [and I didn't really want to] while I was that bad off, so I stayed with them for a few days while they nursed me back to health.  I still have a bad cough, especially if I talk too much or laugh, and I'm blowing my nose like crazy, but I feel loads better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And! Very happy to be back in SL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6682519327/" title="Day 5 - I'm back! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7168/6682519327_32af3a0400.jpg" width="500" height="410" alt="Day 5 - I'm back!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some people get all burned out on SL, or they log in and hate it, but that's not me. Being in SL is like being home for me. I am always happy to be there. I miss it when I'm not there.  Even if I'm just standing around just looking around or looking at myself, I love it.  I guess maybe because I don't really work in there?  I don't have a business, unless you count owning the island, and I don't really count that since I don't actually MAKE money off of it.  I guess if I worked in SL, I wouldn't love it so much.  But...I don't know. I really don't.  I've been in SL for so many years and every day, I still love it pretty much as I did the first day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And honestly?  I hope that never changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-7240691476080753834?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/7240691476080753834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=7240691476080753834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7240691476080753834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7240691476080753834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-5-im-back.html' title='Day 5 - I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-5607647502022965617</id><published>2012-01-04T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T19:53:16.813-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>I have the plague</title><content type='html'>It started with a little cough on Sunday.  By last night, it was full on too much coughing, rubbing my throat raw, not letting me speak in my normal voice, oh my God I think I might have caught the consumption, I better go to the doctor sick.  So I woke up today and, because I turn into a 6 year old when I'm sick, I called my mom. She sprung into "Supermom" mode and got me a quick appointment for the doctor.  I don't have the Black Death, but I do have bronchitis.  Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6638398655/" title="Day 4 - I have the plague by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7160/6638398655_262e1179bf.jpg" width="500" height="385" alt="Day 4 - I have the plague"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice doctor put me on antibiotics and steroids.  I keep clowning around that I'm going to get roid rage like Ronnie on Jersey Shore and just start throwing stuff all over the place.  That would be hot! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good part is that after my meds today, I have actually started to feel a bit better, especially since the steroids are helping me not to cough so much. So I guess I'll survive. I'm really tired, though, so I think I'll be going to bed early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-5607647502022965617?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/5607647502022965617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=5607647502022965617' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/5607647502022965617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/5607647502022965617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-have-plague.html' title='I have the plague'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-7649738293550149023</id><published>2012-01-03T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T08:45:42.992-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inventory cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><title type='text'>Day 3 - Well, they WERE cool.</title><content type='html'>So yesterday on plurk, this &lt;a href="http://rivieramedier.wordpress.com/2012/01/02/rivieras-sl-inventory-tip-001/"&gt;inventory tip&lt;/a&gt; was being passed around.  Basically, you go into your inventory Recent tab, open the filters, and filter back however many days old you are.  Then scroll to the bottom and you have your earliest items. I did it and found these shoes that I bought in late December 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6628628777/" title="Day 3 - Well, they USED to be cool. by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7144/6628628777_8681bb031b.jpg" width="500" height="353" alt="Day 3 - Well, they USED to be cool."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[07:14] Ry Carling-Yangtz: I will personally come there and set them on fire&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mean!  These are VINTAGE Kool Kicks! They used to be the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, looking at them more closely, they have shine, the "laces" are basically square, and they're not that great. But for the time...they were hot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been deleting a lot of things today, but sometimes I have to try items on just to see them again.  Two things about this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. SL fashion has become so FREAKING AMAZING over the past few years!!!!  I've deleted some items just because I know it would cause the designer great embarrassment if I were to keep them.  Things that I thought were such amazing quality back in 2008 pale sadly in comparison to today's new mesh items.  Hairs, skins, even &lt;i&gt;poses&lt;/i&gt;, they are all so much better now! I have pretty much always been a stickler for quality items but it's fascinating to see how things have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. So many things I have in my inventory have memories attached to them.  Especially these early items!  I remember stalking lucky chairs with Cenedra, or having her IM me to say "This place has freebies! Let's go!"  I remember decorating my little house next to Sam, and then of course all the fun we had at the Viper Pit.  Although I am happier in SL now than I ever have been, I still miss these people. I don't know where our friendships would have gone in the long run. No one can ever know that.  But I do miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things I cannot delete. I just can't. All the inventory cleaning in the world won't make me delete them. But maybe...maybe I can box them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-7649738293550149023?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/7649738293550149023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=7649738293550149023' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7649738293550149023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7649738293550149023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-3-well-they-were-cool.html' title='Day 3 - Well, they WERE cool.'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-595608753618180620</id><published>2012-01-02T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T13:10:56.304-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Day 2 - The Secret of Decorating</title><content type='html'>So yeah, not to toot my own horn or anything, but I'm pretty decent at decorating in SL.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6622738875/" title="Day 2 - I'm pretty good at it by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7166/6622738875_30a3a7f611.jpg" width="500" height="430" alt="Day 2 - I'm pretty good at it"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who come over always say my rooms look good.  When I show pics of rooms on Flickr, I get favorites. &lt;a href="http://ry-xx.blogspot.com/"&gt;Certain people&lt;/a&gt; are jealous of how I have made a home.  I've styled rooms for vendor ads.  I even managed to get one of my bedrooms into a magazine.  After years of wanting a skill in SL, this seems to be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I used to suck at it.  Oh how I used to &lt;b&gt;SUCK&lt;/b&gt; at it.  I even lived in a furnished skybox for a while because it was way better for someone else to decorate than for me to do it.  My decorating consisted of putting down a plant and putting pictures all over the walls.  I never knew exactly where anything should go and so I'd either buy a set and set it exactly down the way the ad looked, or I'd just kind of throw things in a room, close the door, and sit outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I'll tell you a secret.  It's easier now to decorate your home in SL than it ever has been before because there are so many fabulous decor creators out there now!  Seriously, there are soooo many good places to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what you do.  First, go to any/all of your favorite furniture stores.  Here I am at LISP Bazaar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6622739065/" title="Then you hit the shops by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7017/6622739065_6843361d79.jpg" width="500" height="425" alt="Then you hit the shops"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUY ALL THE THINGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6622739201/" title="And you buy all the things! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7157/6622739201_3c80eab5de.jpg" width="500" height="315" alt="And you buy all the things!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No really. Buy everything! Buy anything you can get your hands on! If you think you like it, GET IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real "secret" is this:  The more you have to choose from, the better you can decorate simply because you &lt;b&gt;have enough to choose from!&lt;/b&gt;  It's easy to decorate a bedroom if you only have one bed, one matching nightstand, and one matching rug.  But will it look GOOD?  Will it be the kind of room that people exclaim over how it looks?  Probably not.  But if you have 10 beds, nightstands, and rugs, plus a lot of other things, you can mix and match and make it yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. But if you really suck and just can't do it, IM a friend and ask them to help you. That always works, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-595608753618180620?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/595608753618180620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=595608753618180620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/595608753618180620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/595608753618180620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-2-secret-of-decorating.html' title='Day 2 - The Secret of Decorating'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-6537576929035142625</id><published>2012-01-01T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T20:23:46.180-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah blah blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='365 blog project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Day 1 - Well hell.</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned yesterday, I'm restarting the 365 Day Project.  But I'll admit it, I almost didn't want to do it tonight.  I'm tired and I'm feeling kind of sick. Coughing, achy, you know the drill.  I don't expect it'll last long because I'm religious about getting a yearly flu shot, but it sucks all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I figured I would do a picture of me relaxing in our tub, trying to sweat out the plague.  But when I went into our bathroom, I discovered something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6617448015/" title="Day 1 - Well hell by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7150/6617448015_6fccfc2723.jpg" width="500" height="365" alt="Day 1 - Well hell"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never finished the bathroom!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's bothersome to me because I don't like unfinished rooms.  But at the same time, Ulaa is making other houses and I know we're not likely to be in this house all that much longer.  But ugh!!!  I had ideas for this bathroom! It was going to be so cute. I cannot believe I never finished it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can bet your ass the next house we get, the bathroom is getting finished FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-6537576929035142625?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/6537576929035142625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=6537576929035142625' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/6537576929035142625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/6537576929035142625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-1-well-hell.html' title='Day 1 - Well hell.'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-5550986783321730375</id><published>2011-12-31T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T12:57:26.735-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>I was going to post pics from last night's totally amazing New Year's Eve Eve party, but I'm rather lazy today, and being that it's the last day of the year [and my 4th anniversary of starting this blog!], I'm more contemplative than anything else today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6608335689/" title="Thinking Over 2012 by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7148/6608335689_4906987784.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="Thinking Over 2012"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 was a pretty full year for me.  I mean, RL-wise, there was a lot of family medical issues going on and a lot of stress and anxiety, and my body is a little worse for wear, but we got through it.  But there were good times too, of course, and I am grateful that I'm ending the year with both my parents still able to get around, even if their steps are slow. There were many times this year that I wasn't sure if that would happen. The walker and the wheelchair sit in the corner of their house, not necessary at the moment, and that makes me extremely happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In SL...well, who could call my SL anything but blessed?  There were some tough times here and there, but on the whole, it's been so amazing. I cannot remember a time in my SLife when I have been happier. I've learned a lot, I've loved and been loved in return, I feel like I've really settled down into what SL should be. Are there still things I want?  Of course. But that is what the new year is for, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New Year's resolutions for SL are simple.  Be more open to new friendships with people because not everyone is going to hurt me.  Be more social and hang out with my friends because they have been by my side no matter what I've gone through this year.  Continue building a life with Aldwyn and blogging our adventures.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of blogging, I'm re-starting the 365 Day Project.  I know, crazy, right?  But when I look over the past year, I didn't blog ENOUGH. I missed recording so many things. Whether I write a real post or not, a picture can totally do it.  And I know there will be days that I will miss because I'll be out of town a bit this spring, but I will just keep going like I did the last time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, everyone!  Please be safe if you go out to party tonight.  I need you all with me in 2012!! ♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-5550986783321730375?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/5550986783321730375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=5550986783321730375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/5550986783321730375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/5550986783321730375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-2683414090950050062</id><published>2011-12-30T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T12:02:41.064-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>New Year's Eve Eve!</title><content type='html'>Awww yeah!  I love the hours leading up to a party!!  I especially love the time when I'm half assed dressed and look crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6602086317/" title="Getting Ready for the Party by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7032/6602086317_26f8ec46a6.jpg" width="400" height="500" alt="Getting Ready for the Party"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I totally went shopping like that.  I didn't feel like changing.  I hope someone took pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the New Year's Eve Eve party on &lt;a href="http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Bluebonnet/82/144/3923"&gt;Bluebonnet&lt;/a&gt; is tonight at 8pm SLT!!  The parcel is closed off to the public [except for Bluebonnet residents, of course] until party time because I set the landing point and I know that's annoying to people who really only came to see the ground level. Or who just wandered onto the sim for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so very excited for the party tonight. I love getting the party room just right, spending some time making a playlist, getting my outfit ready. It's all good times to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys can make it! It should be a good time! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-2683414090950050062?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/2683414090950050062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=2683414090950050062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2683414090950050062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2683414090950050062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-years-eve-eve_30.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve Eve!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-2865661282657697448</id><published>2011-12-26T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T18:21:19.224-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skyrim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>I was a fashionista, then I took an arrow in the knee</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas!  Aldwyn was an awesome hubby and got me Skyrim for my gift because he knew I'd been wanting to try it out!  Well, that and he couldn't be around last night or today really, and he wanted to shut me up. I'm pretty sure it's a little of both. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me preface this by saying that I am NOT a gamer. Seriously am not. Dragon Age is my real game of choice and that's mostly because I've played through so many times, I can enjoy it because I know what to do. I like playing by myself, using cheat codes, and always winning in the end. Plus the story is fantastic and I love Alistair.  I did Rift for a time, but I sucked hard at it because I couldn't cheat and because I don't really dig playing with other people all the time. I did like the game, but it's dreadfully hard to solo as you progress and games, for me, are really more of a solo thing because I play games to escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my little character. She's a Nord, because that seemed to be the best looking out of all the females to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6578125041/" title="Skyrim - Not bad, not bad at all by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7031/6578125041_2556d23c36.jpg" width="500" height="313" alt="Skyrim - Not bad, not bad at all"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, really. Like I was going to be a reptile or a cat or whatever? Even the elves aren't cute!  I will always want a PRETTY character. But I think the Nords are warriors anyway, which is good for me because I don't get into magic and junk like that.  I just want to kill stuff and look pretty doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The controls have been the hardest thing in the world for me to get used to. In Dragon Age, when I use the WASD keys, A &amp; D turn me and the camera around. It's a lot like SL in some ways.  But in Skyrim, I'm having to use the mouse a LOT to look around and it's highly annoying. I'm getting used to it, but it hasn't been easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also not easy? The fact that if I steal something, people come after me!! I'm just trying to stock up on supplies, folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6578125099/" title="Skyrim - Companions by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7012/6578125099_8ba29737e6.jpg" width="500" height="313" alt="Skyrim - Companions"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hmm...should I take this coin purse or leave it?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the funniest thing to me was when I stole a horse.  I would have BOUGHT it but it was 1000 gold and I didn't have that.  So what choice did I have but to steal? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6578125065/" title="Skyrim - I stole a horse by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7019/6578125065_34243c0c20.jpg" width="500" height="313" alt="Skyrim - I stole a horse"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got on that horse and ran for my LIFE. But since you can't fight and be on the horse at the same time, when I got off the horse to kill something, the damn thing wandered off.  No loyalty!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least my character is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6578125287/" title="Skyrim - I think she's pretty by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7016/6578125287_b0f99f165a.jpg" width="500" height="313" alt="Skyrim - I think she's pretty"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And MEAN. I can slash people down like nothing else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6578125265/" title="Skyrim - She's mean by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7004/6578125265_fc5be503f7.jpg" width="500" height="313" alt="Skyrim - She's mean"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I killed some bandits and they had a horse, so I got to steal the horse!  Riding high now, y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6578125127/" title="Skyrim - Horse again! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7167/6578125127_57b93f7d56.jpg" width="500" height="313" alt="Skyrim - Horse again!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, until we jumped and I miscalculated how high the wall was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6578125207/" title="Skyrim - It's hard to keep a horse by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7168/6578125207_b262b64546.jpg" width="500" height="313" alt="Skyrim - It's hard to keep a horse"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure is hard to keep a horse in this game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-2865661282657697448?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/2865661282657697448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=2865661282657697448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2865661282657697448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2865661282657697448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-was-fashionista-then-i-took-arrow-to.html' title='I was a fashionista, then I took an arrow in the knee'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-8689270746682803438</id><published>2011-12-22T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T15:12:56.480-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newlywed life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Buying for men is hard!</title><content type='html'>So Aldwyn's been mentioning that our tv is broken. I dunno why he cares. I mean, it's the holiday hiatus. There's really not much on.  But when I wanted to watch something today, well...that's when I got mad that it's broken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6556311023/" title="Stupid tv by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7165/6556311023_5a8200e4d7.jpg" width="500" height="372" alt="Stupid tv"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a little technical training, so I tried to fix it.  I jiggled the wires.  I blew in the back of the tv.  I jiggled the antenna [you think he'd spring for some cable up in this house].  I even tried putting foil on top of the antenna tips!  Finally I pulled out the last trick in my arsenal of tech knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6556305431/" title="I'm fixing it by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7157/6556305431_b317650ca4.jpg" width="500" height="397" alt="I'm fixing it"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I realized that I've yet to get him a Christmas gift so hey! A brand new television would be the perfect gift, am I right??  What man doesn't like electronics for Christmas?  I quickly ran out and stopped in at the first television store I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't go so well.  There were just too many options and all the televisions were as big as the house!  Then Christina Aguilera and some guy started singing and wailing and I had to run out of there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6556305527/" title="I need to get out of here by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7156/6556305527_dd27f6a171.jpg" width="500" height="423" alt="I need to get out of here"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next television store didn't go over so well, either.  The televisions were, again, of monster proportions.  I'm not about to let some huge ugly tv in the house to mess with the decor!  Oh, and not only that, but they sold... well, see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6556305407/" title="I can't get him that! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7148/6556305407_dd2c177211.jpg" width="482" height="500" alt="I can't get him that!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can keep that stuff out in the garage, if he wants to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. Maybe we're just not meant to have a new television.  Do you think he'll like socks for Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6556305381/" title="You think he wants socks by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7018/6556305381_fae9cb59a0.jpg" width="500" height="401" alt="You think he wants socks"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-8689270746682803438?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/8689270746682803438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=8689270746682803438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/8689270746682803438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/8689270746682803438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/12/buying-for-men-is-hard.html' title='Buying for men is hard!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-3590271367009014139</id><published>2011-12-20T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T21:13:45.363-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>New Year's Eve Eve!</title><content type='html'>Save the date! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6545173473/" title="New Year's Eve Eve Invitation!! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7011/6545173473_fcd91566f8.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="New Year's Eve Eve Invitation!!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landmark and all that to come closer to the party time. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-3590271367009014139?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/3590271367009014139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=3590271367009014139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/3590271367009014139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/3590271367009014139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-years-eve-eve.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve Eve!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-336609408251674438</id><published>2011-12-19T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T17:50:34.957-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SLanta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Another letter to SLanta!</title><content type='html'>It's that time again for my yearly letter to SLanta to tell him what I'd like for Christmas!  I know, I'm cutting it close this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6540819007/" title="Dear SLanta by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7167/6540819007_3bff06fe07.jpg" width="500" height="448" alt="Dear SLanta"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear SLanta,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! I've been very good and I think that this year, I deserve some stuff.  Oh, don't get me wrong.  I probably have more stuff than should be legal, and I'm quite appreciative of it all!  But it's been a tough year in some spots, as you well know, so I think I should be allowed to ask for things this year!  Are you ready? Here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. More mesh stuff! I need boots and shoes and dresses and tops and jeans and furniture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. More cute stuff to play with!  A long time ago, I used to have tons of things to ride or pose with. But over the years, they've either broken or the quality is just ugly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Jewelry. Casual jewelry, more specifically.  Yeah, I know, I HAVE stuff. But I have a lot of big statement pieces or big formal jewelry. I need casual stuff to wear with jeans or delicate pieces to wear with dresses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Cold hard cash. :-p  Okay, just kidding, SLanta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I have pretty much almost everything a person could ask for in SL.  I'm incredibly blessed.  What I really want can't be delivered in a bag.  I want to be happy, for my friends and family to be happy, and for all of us to enjoy the time we have together.  If there's one thing I learned this year, it's that our time together could be taken away in an instant, and we should enjoy each other while we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, except for the invisible horse, saddle hag, frowny mouth girls. I don't enjoy them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas, SLanta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Ali ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-336609408251674438?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/336609408251674438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=336609408251674438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/336609408251674438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/336609408251674438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/12/another-letter-to-slanta.html' title='Another letter to SLanta!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-1900910435487811867</id><published>2011-12-15T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T22:16:57.560-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newlywed life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>In the mancave</title><content type='html'>I don't really go into our garage much.  That's Aldwyn's mancave and a guy needs a place to like...get away from his wife.  Or fix cars or whatever.  I had run out there yesterday to grab some toys for the baby, but I hadn't really looked around in a while.  Imagine my surprise when Ulaa was passing by and happened to look into the garage window. Immediately she had to tell me [and everyone] that Al had some...THINGS in there.  When I got home, I had to go in to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6519484651/" title="No sir by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7175/6519484651_4e1c4749e7.jpg" width="500" height="349" alt="No sir"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not what the mancave is for!! The mancave is for fixing cars and boats and puttering around with computers so parts don't get all over the floors!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm also not &lt;i&gt;against&lt;/i&gt; things like this occurring. I'm not that much of an asshole.  I just would rather he have good quality visual aids, if you get my drift.  So being the good wife that I am sometimes, I ran back inside the house, set up the camera, stripped down, and got to work.  After all, what would be a better visual for a man than his wife, am I right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting my clothes back on, I hopped back out to the garage to fix things up for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6519484663/" title="That's better by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7148/6519484663_e23bdc4761.jpg" width="500" height="445" alt="That's better"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't wait for him to get home!  Sure, I had gotten on one of his computers.  Sure, I had changed his screensaver and desktop picture.  Sure, I drew some mustaches and Sharpie chola eyebrows on some of the girls in his magazines.  But he'd be happy, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6519484689/" title="He thinks so too by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7161/6519484689_e5f7264736.jpg" width="494" height="500" alt="He thinks so too"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. I was totally right. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it might be a while before I venture back into the mancave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-1900910435487811867?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/1900910435487811867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=1900910435487811867' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/1900910435487811867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/1900910435487811867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-mancave.html' title='In the mancave'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-2725683973091769566</id><published>2011-12-15T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T12:33:31.268-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sixx'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rylan'/><title type='text'>Babysitting Day!</title><content type='html'>When &lt;a href="http://ry-xx.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rylan&lt;/a&gt; announced that she was pregnant, I told her that I'd be a babysitter if she needed it.  Well, you know, that's what you say when your friends are pregnant! I didn't know she'd make me stick to my word.  When she asked me if I could babysit while she and Sixx went to buy baby Emma's Christmas present, I couldn't very well go back on my word. Especially when they rolled up in their "new" van. [And knocked over our mailbox.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6517444703/" title="Babysitting - Hi guys by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7168/6517444703_9102abdc1f.jpg" width="500" height="362" alt="Babysitting - Hi guys"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they took off [and THAT was dramatic], I realized that I hadn't been with a baby in a long long time!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6517444509/" title="Babysitting - So now what by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6517444509_04ae98777c.jpg" width="500" height="437" alt="Babysitting - So now what"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I settled Emma down for a moment and ran out to the garage to unpack some of our boxes.  If you recall, I collect Linden bears and other teddy bears.  I also have an assortment of cute little toys that people thought I would enjoy.  I figured there had to be something in there the baby would like to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6517444391/" title="Babysitting - Finding toys by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7148/6517444391_b183a1e7cb.jpg" width="500" height="460" alt="Babysitting - Finding toys"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hit our groove pretty fast.  She's quite the patient kid, but I guess that comes from living with her parents. She also has a great appreciation of music, so we sat around listening to some tunes. She liked the records a lot.  I think she has a calling as a DJ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6517444425/" title="Babysitting - Music time by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7141/6517444425_7543610928.jpg" width="500" height="437" alt="Babysitting - Music time"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Rylan kept calling.  Nervous mother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6517444565/" title="Babysitting - She's perfectly fine by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7166/6517444565_b77e0b9cc9.jpg" width="500" height="420" alt="Babysitting - She's perfectly fine"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Emma's just fine!  We've got music on and she's playing with some toys while I do a load of laundry! Everything is fine!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6517444537/" title="Babysitting - I'll have to call you back by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7003/6517444537_785c127914.jpg" width="500" height="433" alt="Babysitting - I'll have to call you back"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh...I'm going to have to call you back.  The um...the dryer is done! We're fine! Bye!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Emma finished um...helping me with the laundry, I settled her back down with some toys.  This motherhood thing really isn't as hard as people make it out to be.  In fact, now that the laundry is finished, and she's happily playing with her toys, I think it's time to enjoy an afternoon glass of wine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, there goes the phone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rylan, she's FINE.  We're just chilling and having fun and she's happy playing with toys and looking at the Christmas tree! She's FIIIINE.  I'm looking at her ri... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6517444469/" title="Babysitting - She's checking out the tree by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7014/6517444469_29deffe20b.jpg" width="500" height="381" alt="Babysitting - She's checking out the tree"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She's very into the Christmas tree so don't worry andwe'llseeyouguyssoonBYE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite the explorer, little Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I put her back on the ground, I realized that me and my wine were going to have to keep closer to her.  So we all sat by the tree while Emma happily plucked ornaments off for a while. Nothing that can't be fixed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6517444357/" title="Babysitting - Under the tree by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6517444357_ae57a8fa4f.jpg" width="500" height="446" alt="Babysitting - Under the tree"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the rest of the afternoon playing with toys and she was very happy sitting in the teddy bear chair for tinies that I got while on a mad Linden bear collecting spree a few years ago. I knew it would come in handy one day!  But you know, I had the strangest feeling while we were on the floor playing that someone was watching us.  I don't know.  Maybe this wine was bad or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6517444645/" title="Babysitting - Settling down to play by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7174/6517444645_9b763e51d8.jpg" width="500" height="357" alt="Babysitting - Settling down to play"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter, because Rylan and Sixx pulled up soon to take little Emma home.  I went around picking up toys and putting ornaments back on the tree.  The house was clean and quiet again, but it seemed a lot more empty.  Who knows?  Maybe it's time we think about expanding our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6517444601/" title="Babysitting - Maybe it's time by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7005/6517444601_9f5dedd900.jpg" width="471" height="500" alt="Babysitting - Maybe it's time"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-2725683973091769566?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/2725683973091769566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=2725683973091769566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2725683973091769566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2725683973091769566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/12/babysitting-day.html' title='Babysitting Day!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-9161823389097833743</id><published>2011-12-12T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T10:53:35.597-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>Another guest list?!</title><content type='html'>This year is the third annual New Year's Eve Eve party! I always have soooo much fun throwing these parties but they do take some preparation!  Since I got up early today, I thought I'd hole up in my game skybox and work on the list of things I need to do for the party.  But then it hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to mean working on ANOTHER guest list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6500460705/" title="Another guest list?! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7175/6500460705_75abc73e56.jpg" width="500" height="456" alt="Another guest list?!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all might recall, there was some stupid stuff that went on when we were preparing our wedding guest list.  Now it's not going to be so hard with this list because the party is usually well crowded and also it's not an intimate ceremony or anything like that, so I don't have to worry about which person is hating which person this time around.  And plus, most of my friends are seeming to get along better these days, so you know, woot woot and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's my dilemma, and maybe you all can help me out.  For the past couple of years, the parties have been just adults because for 1, I didn't know any kid avatars, and for 2, the whole family thing wasn't quite as huge as it is right now.  I don't have a problem with kids or families, but I'm wondering if the party will seem less festive &amp; adult if there are kids running around.  I don't want to leave my little friends out or ask them to please put on an adult shape to attend because some of them are very immersed in being a child of a family and I totally respect that. Of course, being immersed in their role as a child, they wouldn't really be expecting to come to a New Year's party anyway where there are adults and pixel champagne anyway, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was thinking that maybe, if there was enough interest, I'd make the big adult party, but invite the kids to come play in the game room for their own little New Year's Eve Eve sleepover.  We have plenty of seating here, bunk beds, and there's Greedy and trivia for them to play. They could dance and listen to the music, too.  And if any of their parents attending the party wanted to check in on them, they'd be right nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, maybe I'm just putting too much thought into this, but this is the biggest party I throw all year, and I want to make it a good one for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-9161823389097833743?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/9161823389097833743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=9161823389097833743' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/9161823389097833743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/9161823389097833743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/12/another-guest-list.html' title='Another guest list?!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-6851343461876700682</id><published>2011-12-11T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T02:31:14.233-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another regular night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ulaa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pumpkin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>I got 2!</title><content type='html'>Everyone left me alone tonight!!! I was the saddest girl in the world again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6491480337/" title="I so sad by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7166/6491480337_bc779aa046.jpg" width="497" height="500" alt="I so sad"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldwyn told me a while ago when I was whining that I should get a girlfriend to occupy my time when he wasn't around.  I don't know if he meant it in the "Yeah baby! Girl on girl action!" way or the "Yeah....baby?  Get some girl friends please because sometimes I need a break."  You just never know sometimes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I took his advice and being an overachiever, I got two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6491459209/" title="My Girls by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7173/6491459209_5a63771c43.jpg" width="500" height="409" alt="My Girls"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumpkin and Ulaa came over to keep me company and then we spent the rest of the evening ... doing stuff. WINK WINK NUDGE NUDGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Well, if wink wink nudge nudge means being assholes on skype and laughing about nothing, because that's exactly what we did.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's 4:30am, so it's definitely bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-6851343461876700682?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/6851343461876700682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=6851343461876700682' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/6851343461876700682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/6851343461876700682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-got-2.html' title='I got 2!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-7849632651680031503</id><published>2011-12-09T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T22:47:52.992-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i amuse myself'/><title type='text'>Guilt Trip</title><content type='html'>So Aldwyn's been pretty busy the past couple of weeks.  He has 3 jobs because that's how many it takes to take care of me. LOL! Just kidding, just kidding. Poor guy has to fight just to ever get me a gift.  But he does have 3 jobs and with the end of the year coming up, things have been pretty hectic for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I go in phases of needing time alone and needing constant attention. This works out well for us sometimes because when he's busy, I entertain myself with no problems.  But unfortunately, I'm in one of those attention needing phases, and this whole thing with him working so much sucks for me.  So while trying on some stuff I hadn't gotten around to unboxing yet, I thought, "Oh my God! This skin! I know what to do! I'm going to take a picture and use it as a guilt trip! Because I'm TOTALLY CRYING HERE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6485407655/" title="Guilt Trip by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7022/6485407655_db48f1f1b0.jpg" width="500" height="357" alt="Guilt Trip"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I not look like the saddest girl in the whole wide world??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All was well and good until I got up.  Then my guilt trip was just more amusing than anything else because you see, to get the shot that I wanted, I had to mod my hair a bit. And once I got up and saw myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6485407689/" title="That's how it goes by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7009/6485407689_26abe57148.jpg" width="500" height="414" alt="That's how it goes"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nothing but flat out funny!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I found a way to entertain myself for an hour tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still not down with him not being here when I want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-7849632651680031503?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/7849632651680031503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=7849632651680031503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7849632651680031503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7849632651680031503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/12/guilt-trip.html' title='Guilt Trip'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-1496233427932778648</id><published>2011-12-03T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T23:47:16.307-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmmph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crankypants'/><title type='text'>Up on the housetop</title><content type='html'>It always seems that the nights I want someone around, that's when no one is around. Hmmph.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6451203689/" title="Up on the housetop by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7149/6451203689_e88d9bc8fd.jpg" width="500" height="387" alt="Up on the housetop"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect for people to entertain me. In fact, it annoys me when people seem to expect others to entertain them all of the time.  But once in a while, I want someone around to skate with or go up and play Greedy or just sit around and do nothing together.  Unfortunately, the two I am with the most are busy a lot, especially on the weekends.  If all this alone time keeps up, I'm going to have to... I dunno, do something drastic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know. Like IM people or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should get an SL job.  Ooh, or I could make stuff and sell it! Yeahhhh! I'm not very good at building anymore, but I can make umm...boxes and stuff. Or I could buy sculpt packs and put shit together and tell people it's awesome and that they have to buy it.  Or I could take peoples' pictures and because I can use shadows, I can call it art and charge them a lot of money. OR I COULD DO MORPHS!  Plenty of &lt;strike&gt;skanks&lt;/strike&gt; people in SL like morphs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...or I could force my way into someone's SL family and make them take care of me because I am so cute with my antlers! That would work, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I could just shut my mouth, take off my Crankypants, log off, and go to bed.  Maybe I'll do that instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-1496233427932778648?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/1496233427932778648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=1496233427932778648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/1496233427932778648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/1496233427932778648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/12/up-on-housetop.html' title='Up on the housetop'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-8187884394895634445</id><published>2011-11-29T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T08:23:45.200-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ulaa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eeeeee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='island talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='landscaping'/><title type='text'>Winter came early!</title><content type='html'>So I was standing around staring at myself in the mirror, as you tend to do when you're never quite satisfied with your face, when I noticed something out of the corner of my eye.  At first I thought I was probably just having a stroke, but no! It was SNOW!! Snow falling down on Bluebonnet earlier than expected!  I had to run outside to see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6421058535/" title="Hey It's snowing! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7160/6421058535_726fa4cc38.jpg" width="500" height="324" alt="Hey It's snowing!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I ran back inside because I was really cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize winter was coming early, but sure enough, there was a rumble outside and the Grand Bluebonnet Mountains came out of the depths of the sea.  They only come when winter is here to stay, and in the spring they go sinking back down into the abyss of the ocean.  Funny how that works, huh?  Then the pond froze over and I threw on a coat and skates and went to play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6421058375/" title="Skating time! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7172/6421058375_fb7914581f.jpg" width="500" height="337" alt="Skating time!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldwyn, Ulaa, and I are going to be throwing a winter party soon, so we took advantage of our time together and started setting up the Lima Heights Winter Park.  I am in love with the place!!!  It's not completely finished yet, but so far we have trees [lots of trees thanks to Ulaa and &lt;a href="http://www.simply-stylish.net/"&gt;Caelan&lt;/a&gt;!] and benches and in the gazebo we have some couches to rest on and space for dancing and in the corner there is a gingerbread house and SANTA!!! I just love love love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6423428877/" title="Winter Park by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7016/6423428877_687d7fdc2d.jpg" width="500" height="298" alt="Winter Park"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Yeah, I got overly excited and took the picture without waiting to see if the house would even show up in it. My draw distance was low.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the rink, there are some benches in case you get tired, and a stand with hot chocolate. Plus, if you don't have skates, we have some free ones!  BUT - you have to be in a mesh enabled viewer to use them.  I grabbed the first ones I saw that looked good and I thought they were sculpted, but they're mesh. Sorry about that! [Okay, not really sorry. I want everyone to use mesh. LOL]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't wait to get home tonight to play more in the park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-8187884394895634445?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/8187884394895634445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=8187884394895634445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/8187884394895634445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/8187884394895634445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/11/winter-came-early.html' title='Winter came early!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-2695215546452515539</id><published>2011-11-28T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T01:09:28.145-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>All the lights!</title><content type='html'>One good thing about Aldwyn is that he is very easy going in the decorating department. Pretty much anything I want to put in the house, he's all for it.  Well, let's face it. Between the two of us, I AM the better decorator!  [And the one with enough furniture to fully decorate a dozen houses.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know if he is truly ready for the full force of my Christmas decorating.  He came home tonight to find me putting up the Christmas lights outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6416997787/" title="He let me put up the lights by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7026/6416997787_07e0c707da.jpg" width="500" height="291" alt="He let me put up the lights"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really think it's that much.  In fact, I think we need more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got started tonight preparing the spot that will have the ice skating rink and little winter park.  In my head, I KIND of know what I want, but of course putting it together is going to be the hard part.  I think once it snows, it will be easier to get things done.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I think we'll need much more lights. Much. More. Lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-2695215546452515539?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/2695215546452515539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=2695215546452515539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2695215546452515539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2695215546452515539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/11/all-lights.html' title='All the lights!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-7151004354836150183</id><published>2011-11-26T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T23:51:39.907-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all the things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Loading up on Christmas prims</title><content type='html'>I love decorating for Christmas in SL.  It's soooo much easier than doing it in RL, don't you agree?  In RL, my tree is in a box still sitting in the corner.  We can't have a real tree because I have stupid allergies, so it's always the fake tree.  But ugh, that's such a pain to put up, you know?  All the little branches, all the trying to get the "needles" fluffed up.  It's pretty tedious. And THEN I still have to decorate it!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's much much easier to decorate in SL and if I'm not careful, I'm going to use all the prims inside the house and have nothing left for the ice skating rink and winter park I'm going to put up on the other side of the parcel.  I need to find lower prim Christmas decorations!  I mean, everything I put just IN the fireplace probably comes to over 100 prims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6409772361/" title="Starting to decorate by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7008/6409772361_5f6a9b4d03.jpg" width="500" height="353" alt="Starting to decorate"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's pretty, so... yeah.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find something for the top of the fireplace. I think I might have to get some stuff and rip it apart and smash it together to get the look I want.  But I've been doing that with other stuff, so it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow is in the forecast for Bluebonnet this week. Good thing we've been stocking up on sweaters!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al went to bed and I'm itching to go back to playing Dragon Age [yes, again, for the 50th time. But I'm playing DA: Awakening this time because I've never finished it.] so I think it's time to wrap this up, shut off all my IM things, and get into the game before I need to get in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-7151004354836150183?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/7151004354836150183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=7151004354836150183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7151004354836150183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7151004354836150183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/11/loading-up-on-christmas-prims.html' title='Loading up on Christmas prims'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-4090949982018623636</id><published>2011-11-24T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T21:03:17.731-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so MAYBE there was a little more to the coffee I had yesterday than I let on... MAYBE.  But can you possibly blame me? It's hard work getting your first Thanksgiving meal as a wife put together!  Luckily, Aldwyn prefers prime rib because y'all don't even want to know how that turkey came out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6397941743/" title="Happy Thanksgiving! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6059/6397941743_5b558a21dc.jpg" width="500" height="447" alt="Happy Thanksgiving!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for much in my SLife these days!  I just feel like almost everything I've ever wanted in SL has happened, and it makes me eager to see what the future holds. It can only get better, right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let me just say that I am, as always, thankful to each of you who stop by to read my blog. Whether this is your first visit here, or you've been with me for years, it means so very much to me that you come by to read what I have to say, even if it's a lot of nothing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...it's time to start getting ready for winter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-4090949982018623636?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/4090949982018623636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=4090949982018623636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4090949982018623636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4090949982018623636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-5630592756314385054</id><published>2011-11-23T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T19:40:19.268-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all the things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prim food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Eve</title><content type='html'>Happy Thanksgiving Eve!  Well, at least if you're in the US.  Since this is our first Thanksgiving as husband and wife, I figured that I better start getting prepared!  Which is good, since we didn't seem to have much in the fridge to make a meal out of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6392626117/" title="TG - We needed more food by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7141/6392626117_f37d375aa4.jpg" width="500" height="399" alt="TG - We needed more food"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out to the grocery store on Thanksgiving Eve is pretty ... brave.  Ooh, you should have seen it!  It was like the battle at Hogwarts, or in Lord of the Rings.  Crazy!  But I managed to get what I needed and I only possibly kicked 3 women. Possibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6392626061/" title="TG - Bought Groceries by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6220/6392626061_ebc51766cf.jpg" width="500" height="428" alt="TG - Bought Groceries"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I could get started, I figured I better have a coffee.  Tymmerie gave us a great coffee maker for our wedding and it makes all kinds of coffee very quickly!  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6392626147/" title="TG - Coffee Number One by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7158/6392626147_d623a6d5f0.jpg" width="500" height="378" alt="TG - Coffee Number One"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm...caffeiney goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right away I got started on the stuffing.  I've never had turkey that had been stuffed, actually.  My mom makes a fabulous cornbread dressing as a side, though!  She's not cooking this year but I ... Damn. Is that stuffing on my shoe??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6392626179/" title="TG - Stuffing on my shoe by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7017/6392626179_091e19c120.jpg" width="500" height="356" alt="TG - Stuffing on my shoe"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should have another coffee.  Cappucino this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6392626223/" title="TG - Coffee Number Two by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7005/6392626223_88693e2978.jpg" width="500" height="369" alt="TG - Coffee Number Two"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe...stuffing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are getting a little shaky.  I don't think this will be the right time to handle the can opener for our canned veggies.  I would have gotten more fresh veggies but some big bitch in thigh high boots and a blinging clit ring almost knocked me down when I was reaching for some carrots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6392626263/" title="TG - Cans are hard by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7173/6392626263_f9d0289807.jpg" width="500" height="389" alt="TG - Cans are hard"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's okay. Canned corn is a decent substitution for fresh corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have another coffee!!  That'll make me forget about the carrot tramp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6392626571/" title="TG - Coffee Number Three by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7008/6392626571_b9a4d98197.jpg" width="500" height="361" alt="TG - Coffee Number Three"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, what DID she want with those carrots? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did she want what did she want whatdidshewant?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, is it getting hot in here to you guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6392626631/" title="TG - Thawing Turkey by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7152/6392626631_d0b175ea28.jpg" width="500" height="328" alt="TG - Thawing Turkey"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my turkey in the sink! SINK TURKEY! It's thawing! THAWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET'S HAVE MORE COFFEE! THANK YOU, TYMMERIE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6392626867/" title="TG - Coffee Number Four by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7025/6392626867_5d31341b32.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="TG - Coffee Number Four"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THETURKEYHASSKIN! STUFF IT TURKEY! STUFF IT WITH ALL THE THINGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6392626937/" title="TG - Look at that turkey! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7157/6392626937_3cac145751.jpg" width="500" height="397" alt="TG - Look at that turkey!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LO&amp;@AMF)O(LISDJFJ((#($*LJFlk20938 ~!!!! 111 #lkjfa.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6392626983/" title="TG - I think it's in the oven by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7006/6392626983_6990d0d022.jpg" width="500" height="350" alt="TG - I think it's in the oven"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-5630592756314385054?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/5630592756314385054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=5630592756314385054' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/5630592756314385054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/5630592756314385054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-eve.html' title='Thanksgiving Eve'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-2010239922354092725</id><published>2011-11-22T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T00:41:16.423-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ulaa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pimpin aint easy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pumpkin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL'/><title type='text'>Big Pimpin'</title><content type='html'>What a very fun night!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that we did anything super amazing.  We didn't even leave the living room, actually.  But let me back up a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi!  Are you a single guy in SL? Do you have a decent looking avatar? Do you know how to hold a conversation in chat and/or voice?  Are you looking for more than someone to just hop on a sexytimes poseball with?  Are you nice but you enjoy a bit of snark sometimes?  Do you NOT have a vagina in the real world? Are you not a whiny bitch submissive?  Well, then have I got the girl for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pimping my former wife out for a holidays boyfriend!  She's hot, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6381413961/" title="Ulaa Morph 2 by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6099/6381413961_d94a5263a3.jpg" width="500" height="281" alt="Ulaa Morph 2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMFAO! Okay okay, the morph is a joke.  I promise she's not running around thinking morphs are perfectly acceptable.  If you think morphs are fine, then you are not the right guy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulaa is actually super pretty. See?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6381871165/" title="Ulaa's actual face by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6115/6381871165_59ac0845f1.jpg" width="373" height="500" alt="Ulaa's actual face"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm looking for a holidays man for her!  She's super funny, she's a much better conversationalist than I am, she builds great houses, and she won't be all greedy grabby expecting you to fund her entire SLife. PLUS you get to hang out with Al and me, too!  It's like getting instant friends!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say she would hit me for this, but I already plurked it. So you know. No surprises! :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'd come over tonight so I could grab a few face shots to do that morph with.  We invited Pumpkin to come hang out with us, too, since she told me she was out in the snow with no shoes and that's just NOT a place a Latina should be!  This is the first time we've hung out in a couple of years since we only recently started chatting again. It was the first time we'd ever really had people in the house, and I have to say, I really enjoyed it!  I spend so much time in SL by myself when Al is out working and Ulaa is up on her platform building, I forget how to be social.  But we had a great time talking, laughing, and doing the crazy drunk dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6381801863/" title="We get nuts at home! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6050/6381801863_e5c3ffc73e.jpg" width="500" height="348" alt="We get nuts at home!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for bed for me now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-2010239922354092725?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/2010239922354092725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=2010239922354092725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2010239922354092725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2010239922354092725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/11/big-pimpin.html' title='Big Pimpin&apos;'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-2737946345990422786</id><published>2011-11-17T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T19:03:41.795-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newlywed life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>The Wife Thing</title><content type='html'>So now that things in my life have finally settled down a bit, it's time to go back to doing the wife thing. Although I know Aldwyn is capable of it, I like to be sure to take care of things like laundry.  I mean, you guys just don't know how much clothing we go through in a week!  Well, okay. How much clothing &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; go through in a week.  I keep trying to keep to a budget since the economy is not that great, as we all well know, and not just run out and buy new clothes every time something gets dirty. But isn't it REALLY better for the economy if I just shop???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6356263343/" title="Laundry by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6058/6356263343_a86cf6c1a2.jpg" width="500" height="400" alt="Laundry"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While things were washing, I figured I better clean the kitchen up some, too.  Since I was trying to do something to the backyard, I ended up tracking in a lot of dirt as I ran back and forth.  I'd hate for Al to get home and see all the dirt and hit me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6356263003/" title="Mopping by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6232/6356263003_f594b379b2.jpg" width="500" height="365" alt="Mopping"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to do more cleaning after I finished up with the kitchen, but.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6356263169/" title="Napping by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6091/6356263169_8c3077e5b8.jpg" width="500" height="380" alt="Napping"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? It's a big kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my nap, it was time to do more laundry.  Like I said, we go through a LOT of laundry around here. [I blame Aldwyn for not leaving me his wallet so I could just go buy new things.  But for some reason he likes to go shopping with me.  I think it's so he makes sure I don't buy anything ugly that will cause him to hit me.]  The problem with laundry day is that then I have to find SOMETHING to put on.  So usually, I just end up like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6356263553/" title="So obviously laundry day by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6048/6356263553_5ef41a1519.jpg" width="500" height="459" alt="So obviously laundry day"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gogo said I should blog the look.  I think it's part of her evil plan to make sure everyone looks worse than her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear my dryer buzzing and so I guess I should go.  Al should be home soon and I'll need to be wearing something nice or he might hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-2737946345990422786?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/2737946345990422786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=2737946345990422786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2737946345990422786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2737946345990422786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/11/wife-thing.html' title='The Wife Thing'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6058/6356263343_a86cf6c1a2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-949722561885889647</id><published>2011-11-11T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T23:46:54.942-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ulaa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all the things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>If only moving was always this easy!</title><content type='html'>Most people don't know it about me, but I really am a vintage freak. I love antiques and old old movies and old fashions. I also really love the tacky side of it all, like home decor from the late 60s-early 80s.  Yeah, I can do the classy, pretty, shabby chic thing and that really is my preferred style, but the old old stuff like we had when I was a little little girl...well, I love it!  And with all the vintage and retro goodness lately, I've been in hog heaven.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I left for my week of helping to take care of my dad, Ulaa had started working on a different kind of house than the ones she normally builds.  Her style is very much my style, which is why I always seem to have the country/coastal/shabby chic style of homes.  But when she said she wanted to build a more retro style home, I was SOOOO down for it.  I got to see pics she posted on plurk while I was using my phone and I couldn't wait to get home so I could get the new house!  And I knew Aldwyn wouldn't mind, being that he's used to me changing houses almost every time Ulaa makes a new one, and because he's old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll wait here for him to come hit me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday evening when I got home, I pulled up everything and plopped down our new house. It makes me so happy!!  It's all retro goodness and fabulous and I love it!  I started decorating a little bit last night but got too tired to finish.  Then today Ulaa came over while I was out at the Vintage Fair and she said she'd fix the kitchen for me kind of like she had it in the vendor ads she did.  I'm always happy for someone else to do the dirty work for me, so I sat around thinking of other stuff while she worked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6336015817/" title="Hmmmm by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6034/6336015817_fac144565c.jpg" width="500" height="430" alt="Hmmmm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did a GREAT job and I'm totally happy!  Plus she re-papered the walls in "my" kitchen wallpaper we'd had in the Odette house.  The wallpaper makes me ridiculously happy because it reminds me a little of the paper we had in the kitchen back when I was 6 or 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked a bit more before Al got home.  I think the living room is just about finished, except I need to pull out some knick knacks.  And can I just say I'm terribly disappointed that I can't find any macrame owls for the walls? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6336015837/" title="The living room is just about done by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6038/6336015837_bbb6db642c.jpg" width="500" height="338" alt="The living room is just about done"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bathroom got started on today, but not finished.  Our bedroom needs to be done, and so does the guest room.  Yes, I like to have a guest room.  You never know when someone needs to stay over!  Then I'll work on the landscaping.  Or make Al do it, like I was making him work on the backyard.  What? He's the man. He should take care of the yard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if you want to get Ulaa's house, you can get it over at the &lt;a href="http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Classic/112/229/21"&gt;Vintage Fair&lt;/a&gt;.  Remember that it JUST started today, so it's pretty laggy for the moment, but oh my god, it's SO worth going to.  You wouldn't believe the things creators have put out.  Really fabulous work!  Ooh! And I'm going to be DJing out there on Sunday from 7pm-9pm SLT!  It's going to be a sock hop!  Fun times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-949722561885889647?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/949722561885889647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=949722561885889647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/949722561885889647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/949722561885889647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/11/if-only-moving-was-always-this-easy.html' title='If only moving was always this easy!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6034/6336015817_fac144565c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-5318835957892900407</id><published>2011-11-02T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T16:42:22.930-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='premium account'/><title type='text'>A game to play!</title><content type='html'>I've been a premium member in SL since 2008.  Most people would say it's worthless, but I've never really thought so.  I like my little stipend, my Linden house has come in handy on occasion, and on the rare times I've needed support, my tickets have been answered super fast.  When they came out with the premium sandboxes and the free furniture for premium members, that was even better!  And now there's a little game in the works for the premiums!  I think it's pretty much in the alpha stages right now, but it's kind of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6308361290/" title="In the game by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6098/6308361290_f262089e18.jpg" width="500" height="369" alt="In the game"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're fitted with a HUD when you go in, and then it tells you what to do. Basically all I did was run around collecting crystals and trying to avoid rock monsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes.  Rock monsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6308361330/" title="Rock monster! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6114/6308361330_db4d29fc3f.jpg" width="500" height="416" alt="Rock monster!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to RUN from the rock monsters!  If the rock monsters kick you around too much, you get sent back to a "safe" point.  Same if you fall in the toxic water or get hit with fireballs!  And if you detach your HUD during the game, you get sent home. But you don't lose any of your crystals because when you come back, your HUD reattaches itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't want for ALL of SL to be like a game.  I really don't.  I like the way it is - a community of people, a place to shop, a place to be creative and loud when you want to be and quiet when you want to be.  But I DO like the idea of little fun game places to go into in SL.  When I was a teen, I used to like to go play laser tag and it was really fun to run around, getting immersed in the game.  This kind of feels like that to me. A game to play in my world where I can be immersed in it for a little bit and then teleport back home easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if I can just find more blue and green crystals....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Edit: I forgot to put a SLurl &amp; Hamlet yelled at me.  Go &lt;a href="http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Nysray/11/6/55"&gt;right here&lt;/a&gt; if you're a premium account. If it lands you up top where the gift is, follow the green beam down and walk through the crystal looking portal thing. Then your adventure begins!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-5318835957892900407?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/5318835957892900407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=5318835957892900407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/5318835957892900407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/5318835957892900407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/11/game-to-play.html' title='A game to play!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6098/6308361290_f262089e18_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-2918686081465481906</id><published>2011-10-30T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T21:11:21.574-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphics card'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Hey you kids, get off my lawn!</title><content type='html'>Last night I was fighting with my graphics card.  I am GOING to make it do what I want to get the pictures I want!  It's a decent little card [nVidia GeForce GTS 250], although I'll probably be asking for a new one for Christmas if someone will help me decide on one that is great for SL but doesn't cost more than my car.  I messed around last night with taking pics, then playing with Photoshop [another thing I plan on getting better at one day] until I came up with this pic.  I don't know, I think it's pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6293500349/" title="Dragging him around by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6119/6293500349_77b08dbeae.jpg" width="500" height="458" alt="Dragging him around"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I might be biased about it being cute just because of who is in it. :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up messing around with other things today for my style blog pic and ended up getting a setting that I was more agreeable with.  So we'll see.  I'm still getting a line in my pics when I have shadows on and am using a bigger picture size.  If anyone knows how to fix that, please tell me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, while I was trying to put together another look to blog for tomorrow, I heard little giggles.  Kids aren't usually on the island [they are welcome, of course, but none of us who live here have them] so that was odd.  And then?  I started hearing EGGS SLAMMING AGAINST THE HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6297080905/" title="Tricked!! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6215/6297080905_3db28f3bef.jpg" width="500" height="455" alt="Tricked!!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh HELL to the no.  That paint is FRESH on the house!  I ran downstairs to catch the culprits.  And then shoot them...because I'm from Texas and that's what we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6297611274/" title="Eggs everywhere!! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6038/6297611274_6ff5cc31d5.jpg" width="500" height="290" alt="Eggs everywhere!!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww....well.  If they weren't so cute, I'm sure the damage would have been worse.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6297080707/" title="Flippin Kids! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6235/6297080707_44c9f8774c.jpg" width="500" height="366" alt="Flippin Kids!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Halloween isn't until tomorrow.  If this is what we get the day before, tomorrow I better be sitting outside on the porch with a bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-2918686081465481906?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/2918686081465481906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=2918686081465481906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2918686081465481906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2918686081465481906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/10/hey-you-kids-get-off-my-lawn.html' title='Hey you kids, get off my lawn!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6119/6293500349_77b08dbeae_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-3739222446456507382</id><published>2011-10-29T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T13:07:28.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><title type='text'>Plain and dumb</title><content type='html'>The month is almost over, and wow...what a hell of a month. lol  Getting used to married life, finding out things that I wish I hadn't had to find out... But it's been a balance of bad and good, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6291760215/" title="Thinking about stuff by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6047/6291760215_0f71995eb2.jpg" width="500" height="413" alt="Thinking about stuff"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that things are settling down for the most part, it's time for me to get back to doing more for the style blog.  But there's a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going through a fashionista crisis yesterday trying to figure out something to blog.  Al, sadly for him, came in in the middle of my crisis.  He tried to calm me down, but mostly all I got out of it is that my blog is more of the "ready to wear, off the rack" sort rather than the magazine type fashion that I admire in other blogs.  He says I don't accessorize as much as other bloggers, which I agree with. But in my offline life, I don't accessorize much either. I wear the same couple of rings and occasionally I put earrings in or wear a necklace, but that's about it.  So it's not easy for me to know what goes together in SL.  I know what I DON'T like.  I know what looks BAD.  But I can't figure out how to put things together to look good.  I probably also need to really get ruthless with my inventory and see what it is I have, because honestly, I don't know most of the time anymore.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up going shopping a bit last night.  He's in need of new clothes and I just needed to get some ideas of what I want my style to be.  Because truly? I don't know anymore.  I like what I like, but I don't have a set style. At least, not one that I can think of a name for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah.  #secondlifegirlproblems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you guys think?  Can you label my style?  Do you think I even actually have one?  I'm not asking for compliments or to have my ego stroked, please don't think that.  I just wonder once in a while about why I have a style blog.  I love - LOVE - to promote things that I like, and I guess that's the main reason I have the blog.  But I don't want to just be taking up blog space looking plain and dumb.  Does that make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hell.  I guess if I didn't want to take up blog space looking plain and dumb, this blog would have gone away years ago! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice day, so I think I am going to go out and blow the dust off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-3739222446456507382?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/3739222446456507382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=3739222446456507382' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/3739222446456507382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/3739222446456507382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/10/plain-and-dumb.html' title='Plain and dumb'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6047/6291760215_0f71995eb2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-2527171119054550317</id><published>2011-10-22T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T17:10:05.088-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costumes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>Halloweenie</title><content type='html'>I'm DJing tonight for the Oleanders' Halloween party.  It's the first party I've done in a while, and I'm happy about it.  The only thing better is if my husband could come, too, but he's DJing tonight out in the physical world.  Did you all know he's a real DJ?  I don't know if I've ever mentioned that before.  I keep telling him he needs to do it in SL, too, but he claims he plays mostly old man music.  Hey, I like old man music!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since he's not here, we didn't get a chance to do costumes together like we did last year when we went as sparkly vampires.  I wanted to be Little Red Riding Hood but I never did find an outfit I liked.  Either they were too ugly or too "sexy."  Or too ugly while attempting to be sexy.  So I settled on this adorable Alice In Wonderland costume from Deviance that I've had my eye on for a while.  Combined with an oldddd Halloween skin from Free Speerit, and some tattoo layer bloody cuts, I feel spooky and cute all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6270850080/" title="It's not exactly Wonderland... by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6236/6270850080_a70edd5e8b.jpg" width="500" height="376" alt="It's not exactly Wonderland..."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6270850050/" title="In the field by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6112/6270850050_76c1a6f8d0.jpg" width="500" height="418" alt="In the field"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to wonder if I should make my shoes blue.  I made them red to match the Heart and Diamond on my apron, but now I'm wondering if that makes it more Dorothy than Alice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should get back to work putting the playlist together and digging out my tip board and all that fun stuff.  I DJ so rarely, everything always gets lost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-2527171119054550317?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/2527171119054550317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=2527171119054550317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2527171119054550317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2527171119054550317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloweenie.html' title='Halloweenie'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6236/6270850080_a70edd5e8b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-3497957819744616110</id><published>2011-10-18T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T15:03:56.057-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ulaa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='explorations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what the heck?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rylan'/><title type='text'>All we wanted was some organic food!</title><content type='html'>So earlier today, Rylan grabbed Ulaa and me and brought us to see baby furniture.  After all, she's pregnant and baby stuff is on her mind.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6258320893/" title="Baby rooms by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6157/6258320893_f74f045348.jpg" width="500" height="431" alt="Baby rooms"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of full nursery rooms, and also rooms of furniture for toddlers to teens.  If I had a kid, this would be her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and that is Mommy Rylan doing handstands.  I don't know HOW her baby is going to come out with all the shaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6258847284/" title="Wheeee by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6230/6258847284_c0d3098c87.jpg" width="500" height="314" alt="Wheeee"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the furniture trip, we decided we needed to swing by the grocery store.  After all, we must eat! And Rylan needs to start stocking up on baby formula and diapers, too.  You can never have too many diapers!  We decided to go to the Pleasantville Grocery Store because they have organic food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6258847020/" title="Rylan found baby stuff by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6171/6258847020_999be25388.jpg" width="500" height="376" alt="Rylan found baby stuff"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found pie!  Y'all know how I love pie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6258847106/" title="Hmm... pie by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6166/6258847106_d8507ab235.jpg" width="500" height="407" alt="Hmm... pie"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So somewhere during the shopping trip, Ulaa got hot and lost her top.  We're pretty sure she just wanted to start a new career as being the only hooker in Pleasantville.  She's even on FUNKY Avenue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6258320765/" title="Pleasantville has hookers now by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6157/6258320765_dffa037081.jpg" width="500" height="459" alt="Pleasantville has hookers now"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rylan and I were going to hit the skating rink [I'm telling you, she's an active pregnant lady!] while Ulaa was working on the corner, but when we showed up, people were already there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6258321017/" title="Watch out, Rylan! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6099/6258321017_3333305cb1.jpg" width="500" height="417" alt="Watch out, Rylan!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure, just by their conversation, that they were totally lost.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6258847066/" title="I think they're lost by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6045/6258847066_c9d28e687e.jpg" width="500" height="331" alt="I think they're lost"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So very lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6258847242/" title="So very lost by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6119/6258847242_fb3548b914.jpg" width="500" height="378" alt="So very lost"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they said Rylan was ugly. If we weren't afraid of that woman's ass, shit would have gotten real, y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the woman seemed to want to take Ulaa's place as the new Pleasantville hooker!!  What the heck?? You can't just be taking someone's hooker spot. There are rules, you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6258846988/" title="More hookers by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6165/6258846988_05be3790b3.jpg" width="500" height="390" alt="More hookers"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleasantville wasn't so pleasant anymore, so we got our groceries, covered Ulaa's boobs, and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a normal afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-3497957819744616110?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/3497957819744616110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=3497957819744616110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/3497957819744616110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/3497957819744616110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/10/all-we-wanted-was-some-organic-food.html' title='All we wanted was some organic food!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6157/6258320893_f74f045348_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-5213610538144136911</id><published>2011-10-16T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T21:15:42.737-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>It's how it goes!</title><content type='html'>I was wandering around the house when I realized something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wall?  Too empty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6252258839/" title="This wall needs something by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6116/6252258839_e6305a7ecf.jpg" width="500" height="367" alt="This wall needs something"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I poked around in my home decor folders but I realized I might have to go shopping.  So I did what anyone else would do and hit the blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6252789568/" title="Let's check blogs by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6060/6252789568_52a92ceac5.jpg" width="500" height="329" alt="Let's check blogs"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some great blogs out there for home decorating but I knew I'd need to do some foot work to find exactly the right piece.  Also, if I stayed home much longer, I was going to grab the pie on the table and just curl up and eat.  Just in case Aldwyn came home while I was out, I left him a note on the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6252789528/" title="The note by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6178/6252789528_b95509a4f3.jpg" width="500" height="450" alt="The note"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit up Art Dummy, because I'm an art dummy.  They have some great things, but not exactly what I was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6252789688/" title="That might work by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6094/6252789688_c28be4939c.jpg" width="500" height="378" alt="That might work"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...well, jewelry is considered decor, right?  Decor for my fingers and ears and neck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6252258865/" title="Jewelry is considered decor by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6227/6252258865_2318f89f12.jpg" width="500" height="351" alt="Jewelry is considered decor"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember one time I b..... Ooh, sweaters!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6252258849/" title="Ooh sweaters by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6031/6252258849_7ee6bd5c7d.jpg" width="500" height="397" alt="Ooh sweaters"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought my photo tree here. Maybe they have another kind? Maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6252258811/" title="I did buy decor here once by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6230/6252258811_a81d6830cc.jpg" width="500" height="392" alt="I did buy decor here once"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't resist gacha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6252258749/" title="Gacha! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6034/6252258749_56e4893d4c.jpg" width="500" height="444" alt="Gacha!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I got so many nice things while I was out!  It was really a very successful shopping trip, and I'm pretty sure that pie is still on the table, and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6252789510/" title="Oh wait by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6033/6252789510_24f9244f94.jpg" width="500" height="353" alt="Oh wait"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right. The wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe it'll just stay empty for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-5213610538144136911?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/5213610538144136911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=5213610538144136911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/5213610538144136911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/5213610538144136911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-how-it-goes.html' title='It&apos;s how it goes!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6116/6252258839_e6305a7ecf_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-2879508778739822949</id><published>2011-10-15T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T13:24:17.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='explorations'/><title type='text'>There's always just so much to see!</title><content type='html'>Usually my Saturdays are family days and I spend the day with my folks.  But on occasion my parents don't have a great night and we rearrange our plans.  Today was one of those days, so I decided to set off and do a little exploring in SL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened the Destination Guide and ended up at the &lt;a href="http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Sherwood%20Forest/128/186/502"&gt;Sherwood Haunted Graveyard&lt;/a&gt;. It wasn't really that scary to me, but it was kind of cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6247484582/" title="Hi skelly! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6053/6247484582_03123fd4af.jpg" width="500" height="435" alt="Hi skelly!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm still wearing the same clothes as last night. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a fridge inside a shack that ate me up and spit me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6246962609/" title="Spit out by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6019/6246962609_29758221ff.jpg" width="500" height="449" alt="Spit out"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a skeleton that tried to grab me. I don't quite get my pose in this picture, because I would think that should a skeleton try to grab me, I'd be trying to run, but whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6247484454/" title="Skelly Grab by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6224/6247484454_d8df7eff9a.jpg" width="500" height="432" alt="Skelly Grab"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I finished up there, I remembered that a while back for a style blog pic, I had gone to &lt;a href="http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Horizon%20Dream/20/24/27"&gt;The Looking Glass.&lt;/a&gt;  I had thought it was neat, but never truly looked around.  So I spent a great deal of time walking around there today. It's a neat neat sim to explore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of an Alice moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6246962565/" title="An Alice Moment by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6176/6246962565_a2a002785e.jpg" width="500" height="355" alt="An Alice Moment"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so meant to be on stage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6246962523/" title="On the stage by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6223/6246962523_106e9b304e.jpg" width="500" height="354" alt="On the stage"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tumbled down off a wall and ended up here. Pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6246964189/" title="Pretty by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6222/6246964189_3711a4ac8b.jpg" width="500" height="404" alt="Pretty"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a great landscaping shop there, too, and I think I might need to go back and do a little shopping.  I hear they have live music and poetry readings out there sometimes, so I might have to look into that at some point.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw some other places in the Destination Guide that I want to check out, but now I think it's time for lunch and go get out of the house for a bit. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-2879508778739822949?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/2879508778739822949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=2879508778739822949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2879508778739822949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2879508778739822949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/10/theres-always-just-so-much-to-see.html' title='There&apos;s always just so much to see!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6053/6247484582_03123fd4af_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-2804707622354843261</id><published>2011-10-14T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T22:58:44.294-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='explorations'/><title type='text'>What power? Power of voodoo!</title><content type='html'>A while ago, I was looking for a cross necklace that wasn't overly gothy or overly huge, and I stumbled into &lt;a href="http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Night%20Whispers/196/219/3001"&gt;B&amp;B Spiritual Supplies&lt;/a&gt;. They didn't have the necklace I wanted, but it's become one of my favorite shops and one that I enjoy poking into now and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6245175003/" title="B&amp;amp;B Spiritual Supplies by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6234/6245175003_14de1c926b.jpg" width="500" height="361" alt="B&amp;amp;B Spiritual Supplies"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Halloween and Samhain and Dia de los Muertos are coming up, the subscriber group has been getting some goodies. Actually, every month we seem to get some little trinket, which is pretty cool. I love when creators remember to treat their group members!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6245175031/" title="In the supply shop by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6238/6245175031_33c5eff530.jpg" width="500" height="344" alt="In the supply shop"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's seriously the coolest little place to look around, and there's all kinds of things for the home or for you.  It's not terribly pricy either and a lot of things are transferable.  If you stop by, be sure to check out the whole place, even the little shack that has some wreaths and garland for the spooky season.  I think I want to buy a voodoo doll! Bwahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I love fashion, my favorite thing in the world is to find little offbeat non-fashiony type of shops in SL.  Do you know of any that I would enjoy checking out? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-2804707622354843261?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/2804707622354843261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=2804707622354843261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2804707622354843261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2804707622354843261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-power-power-of-voodoo.html' title='What power? Power of voodoo!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6234/6245175003_14de1c926b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-253444936971388044</id><published>2011-10-14T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T13:09:47.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neighbors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live with us'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='renting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='island talk'/><title type='text'>If you lived here, you'd be home by now!</title><content type='html'>Oh hi! Are you looking for a nice place to live with great neighbors and stuff?  Welcome to Bluebonnet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so for real, I have two small parcels for rent right now. [Or one big one. I can join them together.]   Parcel #1 is  3312sqm and has 758prims. And Parcel #2 is 2944sqm and has 673prims.  I am a pretty easy going landlady.  As long as you don't put up any ugly or overly large buildings on the ground, I pretty much let you do what you want with your parcel.  You're able to terraform and control your access list.  The island is usually fairly quiet and lag free.  I'm huge on checking scripts and anything causing collisons so that we can all have the best experience on the island. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?  If you rent one, you can live near Aldwyn and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6244557702/" title="I like to rake leaves by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6110/6244557702_33dcf5b89a.jpg" width="500" height="368" alt="I like to rake leaves"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or near Heidi &amp; Black and their springtime parcel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6244557658/" title="They have spring on their parcel by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6112/6244557658_bd30cda6b4.jpg" width="500" height="357" alt="They have spring on their parcel"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aisuru's parcel is always really tastefully done and gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6244040269/" title="Aisuru's lovely home by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6037/6244040269_8db06e9a56.jpg" width="500" height="330" alt="Aisuru's lovely home"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or if you're into the more whimsical stuff, Emerald usually has a ton to look at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6244040207/" title="Emerald's place of wonder by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6109/6244040207_f565d3bbcf.jpg" width="500" height="336" alt="Emerald's place of wonder"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're interested in checking out either parcel, please feel free to IM me and I'll be happy to show it to you and discuss renting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.  It probably would have been awesome had I taken a picture of the parcels rather than just running around to all the neighbors' yards, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-253444936971388044?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/253444936971388044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=253444936971388044' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/253444936971388044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/253444936971388044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/10/if-you-lived-here-youd-be-home-by-now.html' title='If you lived here, you&apos;d be home by now!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6110/6244557702_33dcf5b89a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-1240536414049295106</id><published>2011-10-12T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T22:13:12.020-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newlywed life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creators stamp rally'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='building'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>A railing would be good...</title><content type='html'>We're busy at work in the backyard tonight so we can finally get things done and ready for a housewarming party. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6239423593/" title="Totes working by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6101/6239423593_03df5b5f5c.jpg" width="500" height="386" alt="Totes working"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... Well, the building of a patio really IS more of a man's job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the husband has been busy recently, and I didn't have anything else to really decorate, I finally got off my butt and went to get my stamp rally cards stamped so I could pick up my prizes.  Omg, how cute is that dollhouse from Mocha???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6239423557/" title="My doll dreams can come true by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6234/6239423557_211f29e8d9.jpg" width="500" height="306" alt="My doll dreams can come true"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cool part about it is that it comes with all the furniture and I really like some of the pieces so if/when I get bored with what we have in our house now, I can switch out pieces now and then.  Too too cute!  I really did feel like a little doll running around in there.  I love dolls and dollhouses, but they do always tend to remind me of the book  "The Dollhouse Murders" that I read when I was younger.  Did you all read that?  Flippin' creepy for a kids book, but man, did I love that book.  That and "Wait Till Helen Comes."  Eeee! I'm creeping myself out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think my favorite prize is the Chemical Light AO. I have been running around with the AO on holding the light stick, but I love to just dance with it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6239433129/" title="Colors!! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6099/6239433129_ae7880d843.jpg" width="500" height="407" alt="Colors!!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.  I think Al needs some help...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-1240536414049295106?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/1240536414049295106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=1240536414049295106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/1240536414049295106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/1240536414049295106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/10/railing-would-be-good.html' title='A railing would be good...'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6101/6239423593_03df5b5f5c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-4121877862479558931</id><published>2011-10-08T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T23:26:01.233-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='island talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>You're the lace in my shoe</title><content type='html'>As much as I love pink, I started to think that all the pink in the master bedroom was too much pink.  Especially since, you know, I don't live by myself anymore and this is OUR bedroom as opposed to just MY bedroom.  So I set about today and changed the wallpaper, and then set up the room with stuff I forgot I had bought.  Al seems more comfortable in the room now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6224904013/" title="Together by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6213/6224904013_4a283e0c82.jpg" width="500" height="387" alt="Together"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It was a lot of pink."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, and I know how you love punk. Pink."&lt;br /&gt;"Haha! You totally typoed when you spoke. You spoke-oed!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things in the house are progressing nicely.  I really only have to finish up the dining room and I think that'll be that for inside the house.  We want to have a housewarming party when it's all done.  Maybe in the backyard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6221288265/" title="The back shot by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6214/6221288265_98259e26e9.jpg" width="500" height="338" alt="The back shot"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking I might just let Al do most of the backyard.  After all, I've done pretty much everything so far inside and this is his house too.  He was talking about a brick something or other, like for the grill.  Like I told him, he can totally do what he wants.  Of course, if I don't like it, I'll change it, but he said he expects that. :-p  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did put out his grill.  Then I put out the cows.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6221809606/" title="Mooooo by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6213/6221809606_49c1a1a295.jpg" width="500" height="373" alt="Mooooo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually RAINING here tonight, and the air is totally cool, so I think I'm going to go snuggle into bed and enjoy it. Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-4121877862479558931?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/4121877862479558931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=4121877862479558931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4121877862479558931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4121877862479558931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/10/youre-lace-in-my-shoe.html' title='You&apos;re the lace in my shoe'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6213/6224904013_4a283e0c82_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-8714576590779101468</id><published>2011-10-03T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T21:21:56.479-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playing around'/><title type='text'>Playtime</title><content type='html'>I didn't feel like doing much to the house today.  I need to, but I dunno...just wasn't feeling it.  There are just some days that you need to take a break and play.  Maybe I'll be more interesting tomorrow.  Or not! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6209579047/" title="Playtime by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6232/6209579047_9571597e89.jpg" width="500" height="384" alt="Playtime"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-8714576590779101468?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/8714576590779101468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=8714576590779101468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/8714576590779101468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/8714576590779101468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/10/playtime.html' title='Playtime'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6232/6209579047_9571597e89_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-4543715956635011490</id><published>2011-10-03T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T00:16:04.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newlywed life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>More decorating</title><content type='html'>God, what a lazy Sunday.  I've been having massive crazy sinus/allergy issues the past few days, so you guys know how that can take it out of a person.  I actually spent most of the day playing Dragon Age again. I get bored of games fairly easily, but that one draws me back again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that didn't mean I didn't get in to decorate more!  Today I worked on our bathroom and part of the living room.  I've also been trying to work on the master bedroom, but I *think* I'm going to want the wallpaper to be changed.  I like pink, and I even found a bed in my inventory that matches the walls, but it's just....too MUCH pink for me.  I know, right?  That actually just came out of MY mouth.  And if it's too much pink for me, then it's really too much pink for it to be a shared bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked a little bit outside too, just adding this and that.  I really do love this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6206396917/" title="I love this house by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6169/6206396917_97aa2906e7.jpg" width="500" height="319" alt="I love this house"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I think I'll finish up the dining room, and maybe start working on the backyard.  And maybe the husband and I will actually get to see each other in the house for more than 10 minutes!  Now that would be nice! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-4543715956635011490?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/4543715956635011490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=4543715956635011490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4543715956635011490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4543715956635011490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/10/more-decorating.html' title='More decorating'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6169/6206396917_97aa2906e7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-7364267754144523830</id><published>2011-10-02T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T00:44:08.628-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newlywed life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>October Love</title><content type='html'>You know, every year around this time, I start to get &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seasonal_affective_disorder"&gt;Seasonal Affective Disorder.&lt;/a&gt;  It's been this way since my late teens/early 20s and I've learned to...well, I'd say cope, but somehow that doesn't quite seem like the right word.  I get through it, I should say.  Long time readers of this blog know that November is my big bad awful month, but I quite like October in general.  Yeah, I might have bad days, but I enjoy pumpkins and cooler weather and decorating for the season.  I've been burning pumpkin &amp; cinnamon candles, and in my head, that's how our SL home smells.  And I'm unleashing autumn colors all over our new house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6202463561/" title="October love by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6018/6202463561_127a7efab9.jpg" width="500" height="395" alt="October love"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each room that I put stuff in, each time I look around at our home, I get a little giddy.  Ulaa kept saying she thought this house was too big, and maybe she's right considering we don't REALLY have the need for 3 bedrooms, but I like it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope Aldwyn likes having a pink bedroom... because I think that's how it's going to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-7364267754144523830?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/7364267754144523830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=7364267754144523830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7364267754144523830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7364267754144523830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/10/october-love.html' title='October Love'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6018/6202463561_127a7efab9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-1999564437492005570</id><published>2011-09-30T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T17:26:36.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newlywed life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>A woman's work is never done!</title><content type='html'>I'm taking a break from all the moving in work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6198898597/" title="Moving in is tiring by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6160/6198898597_b0024168fe.jpg" width="500" height="320" alt="Moving in is tiring"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Progress on the house is coming along.  It's funny, but you never realize how much stuff you have until you really start unpacking.  So far today I've gotten work done on our bedroom, the guest room, the kitchen, the dining room, and the study.  Plus I laid paths, planted trees, and moved mountains.  Oh, and washed dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6198898493/" title="Shoulda rolled up my sleeves by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6166/6198898493_af194069ff.jpg" width="500" height="458" alt="Shoulda rolled up my sleeves"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably should have rolled up my sleeves before I got started.  I hate wet cuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, do you think my butt is getting bigger?  I feel like I've gained weight since the wedding.  Probably because I've caught my man now and I don't have to worry about it anymore, huh? Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all this exercise with the housework has GOT to burn some calories.  I got on my nifty little scale that I picked up at the old Linden Lifestyles HQ back in the day and it said that I'm 127 pounds.  So I probably burned off at least 100 calories raking leaves today!  At least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6198898549/" title="A woman's work is never done!! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6156/6198898549_940d3a14a6.jpg" width="500" height="353" alt="A woman's work is never done!!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should get back to work.  I took some time off earlier to set up our computer desks, since I know Aldwyn won't be comfortable without a computer. [Okay, and neither will I.]  I'm sure he'll be very happy to come home from work today and be able to relax and read Drudge Report and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6199414848/" title="I had NOTHING to do with it. by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6154/6199414848_a7b0226c94.jpg" width="500" height="387" alt="I had NOTHING to do with it."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm.... Yeah, that was like that when I put it out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-1999564437492005570?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/1999564437492005570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=1999564437492005570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/1999564437492005570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/1999564437492005570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/womans-work-is-never-done.html' title='A woman&apos;s work is never done!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6160/6198898597_b0024168fe_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-6919338313791696998</id><published>2011-09-30T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T00:53:06.325-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newlywed life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ulaa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new house'/><title type='text'>Our house!</title><content type='html'>Yay!  Our new house was finished tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6197411902/" title="House!!! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6179/6197411902_a348d72233.jpg" width="500" height="309" alt="House!!!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a LOT of house!  But if you have a good sized parcel and many prims available, like we do, then it's not so very bad at all.  The trick will be decorating in both our styles, not just mine.  Of course, Aldwyn is fairly easy going [except for the whole yellow thing] and he will most likely be okay with what I want to do.  After all, who do you think decorated his entire beach house? :-p  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's really fun is that we received all kinds of household goodies and giftcards to furniture stores for wedding gifts. Using some of what we got is going to be great, because it will just remind us of our wonderful friends who shared in our day with us. :)  I've already put up a wall decal, coffee machine, and picture frame that were gifts from friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I want to decorate the inside of the house, I am probably more excited about landscaping!  Autumn is really my favorite time of the year to decorate [maybe even more than Christmas!] and I can't wait to pull out all the pumpkins and hay bales!  Usually I get all kinds of fancy for Halloween, too, and put up a haunted house and stuff.  But I don't know if I'll do that this year.  Maybe.  We'll see.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, between the house and all my decorating, I don't even know if there will be prims for a haunted house!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I am a whiz at decorating pretty low prim, so I guess we'll see how it goes.  For now, it's bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-6919338313791696998?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/6919338313791696998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=6919338313791696998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/6919338313791696998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/6919338313791696998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/our-house.html' title='Our house!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6179/6197411902_a348d72233_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-7785196622456804680</id><published>2011-09-29T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T01:25:29.057-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another regular night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ulaa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freebies'/><title type='text'>Get Your Sexy On!</title><content type='html'>So hey! Guess what?  You can get your freak on with some free SexGen!  What's funny to me is that there are some people in SL who honestly don't know what SexGen is.  I mean, let's face it.  There are some better animations out there these days.  I've used SexGen before, of course, but the animations never really fit me.  I dunno what the avatar sizes are supposed to be to use it properly, but either I was too small or the guys I've been with have been too big [hee!] and it's never fit properly.  Nothing like cuddles where his hand should be on your butt and yet is a foot away from your body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, at one point, SexGen was king of the sexytimes.  But I guess Stroker is leaving SL or something [there was some weirdness on his Twitter a few days ago] and now?  He's giving away his SexGen program thingy for free!  With full permissions!  For everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulaa and I skipped on over there to see what was up, making jokes that now we have ALL THE THINGS and we are going to make everything sexy!  Sexytimes House! Sexytimes Garden Shed!  Sexytimes Window Boxes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, based on the others we saw there picking up the thingy, sexy truly is relative in Second Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6194626812/" title="Everything Gets Sexy by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6139/6194626812_be1eb2cd53.jpg" width="500" height="392" alt="Everything Gets Sexy"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing happened right before we left for the night.  This ... demon? type guy showed up.  She simply couldn't resist messing around with him for a few minutes before we logged.  He says his RL self is just like his avatar - INSIDE.  Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6194109953/" title="Ulaa and the ONE by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6162/6194109953_43f625a3f3.jpg" width="500" height="497" alt="Ulaa and the ONE"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm....melatonin kicking in.... gonna go to....zzzzzzzzzzz.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-7785196622456804680?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/7785196622456804680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=7785196622456804680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7785196622456804680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7785196622456804680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/get-your-sexy-on.html' title='Get Your Sexy On!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6139/6194626812_be1eb2cd53_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-153510779953949205</id><published>2011-09-28T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T01:07:37.004-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ulaa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='island talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='houses'/><title type='text'>Don't rain on my parade!</title><content type='html'>The honeymoon is almost over!  Well, I mean, not in a BAD way. LOL!  In that "We're about to start our home together" way.  Tonight Aldwyn started to move out of his beach place that he's had for ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6191024593/" title="Moving Out by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6121/6191024593_d053cca675.jpg" width="500" height="328" alt="Moving Out"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's looking wistfully at the beach and thinking back to his carefree bachelor days.  I'm back there yelling "Move faster!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulaa has been building on a house and it's been my habit to usually live in whatever her newest build is, as long as it fits my needs/themes.  Her new house is really pretty and I think I'll be able to decorate it well.  She was less than sure of the outside color but once she put down the color she wanted, things started moving. But then she asked us what we thought about the inside colors.  Al said it was fine except for the upstairs paper being a little girly, although he could live with that, and the fact that the kitchen was yellow.  He hates yellow.  I tried to persuade him not to rain on my parade and he was all, "No! If we have a yellow kitchen, I will divorce you!"  And then he hit me and um.... like kicked me and.... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ulaa and I set about trying to find new wallpaper for the kitchen.  I'm kind of old school/eclectic with my decorating, so the wallpaper we chose just makes me all kinds of happy in the pants because it's so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6191541946/" title="New kitchen! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6161/6191541946_4b91afc9f6.jpg" width="500" height="439" alt="New kitchen!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww, little veggies and fruit and stuff!  We should have it by tomorrow or so, whenever she gets a chance to finish it up. Then the fun can really begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I figured I would blog this and see if lightning strikes twice for me. :)  We have a residential parcel available on Bluebonnet for hopefully a long term renter. [Long term meaning you plan on sticking around longer than a month.]  6256sqm parcel, 1431 prims. $2500L weekly rent. You are able to terraform and manage your access list.  Plus if you super hate someone, I'll simwide ban them.  The island doesn't have much lag at all, the neighbors are nice, and we're fairly quiet.  If you're interested, please feel free to IM me in world and I'll be happy to arrange a time to show it to you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bedtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-153510779953949205?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/153510779953949205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=153510779953949205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/153510779953949205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/153510779953949205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/dont-rain-on-my-parade.html' title='Don&apos;t rain on my parade!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6121/6191024593_d053cca675_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-7751021675821770904</id><published>2011-09-25T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T15:35:32.787-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playing around'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='island talk'/><title type='text'>The Girl Next Door</title><content type='html'>I've made it pretty much policy that the only renters on Bluebonnet should be people that I'm currently friends with. Only ONCE have I not done that, and it actually worked out REALLY well, thank goodness!!  I've just always found that having my friends there means there's pretty much no sim drama, everyone is fairly quiet, and the place stays pretty cute.  I'm not one of those "all up in your bidness" landladies.  Pretty much anything they want to do with their parcel, as long as they're not being an asshole, they can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean that I don't like going around and seeing what people are up to!  I enjoy exploring around the island to see landscaping and decorations. [I don't go in houses/skyboxes unless I've been told I can. I know people say "It's just SL" but I think you should still be invited into private homes and not wander in like you have no home training.]  Today I popped over to my newest residents' place.  They had originally had a huge blacktop with a bomb and stuff, so I had to go check it out once I saw that they put a house down.  And...I had to play in their sprinkler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6182551511/" title="Playing at the neighbors by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6156/6182551511_85d78525ff.jpg" width="500" height="361" alt="Playing at the neighbors"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they don't mind.  I didn't smash the grass down too much or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldwyn and I still haven't put up a house yet.  I know where I want to put it when we get it, approximately, but I'm still not sure if I want to face it so we're looking at the off-sim stuff I bought for the wedding, or if we want to make that the backyard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit! I've been married for one whole week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-7751021675821770904?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/7751021675821770904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=7751021675821770904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7751021675821770904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7751021675821770904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/girl-next-door.html' title='The Girl Next Door'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6156/6182551511_85d78525ff_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-3660090292527028943</id><published>2011-09-23T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T00:33:16.658-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newlywed life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='island talk'/><title type='text'>So i'm gonna shake and shimmy it with all my might today...</title><content type='html'>You know, way back before I was married [Well, like last week.]  I was perfectly able to entertain myself for hours.  I'm not the kind of person who allows herself to get bored very often because boredom, from myself or others, irritates me a lot!  You &lt;b&gt;can't&lt;/b&gt; expect other people to constantly be in your face making sure that you're amused. It's totally annoying to other people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm only human, and I found myself a little bored tonight.  Mmm...Okay, I'm lying.  It wasn't that I was really BORED, it was mostly that I wanted something to do so that I wouldn't have to clean my inventory!!  So I guess I didn't want to be entertained as much as I wanted to be distracted.  And since Aldwyn put a ring on it, I figure that's pretty much like saying he has to be there to entertain me.  I mean, I'm PRETTY sure that was in the vows.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, he was busy playing with his new laptop speakers and NOT paying attention to me.  I KNOW, RIGHT?  So I set about finding random things to do.  Heck, I even made the island flooded again because it makes me laugh so much when I do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6174601120/" title="Oh another flood by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6174/6174601120_37f527826b.jpg" width="500" height="362" alt="Oh another flood"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for Al [and the rest of the island], he logged in fairly soon after the flooding.  Of course, he started the conversation with "How much trouble did you cause?"  Grumble.  We spent the rest of the evening in the gazebo dancing and talking.  I love the nights we can spend talking about things that are on our minds for hours.  It's never long enough to me. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6174075405/" title="Tonight he wasn't too lazy to dance by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6173/6174075405_b197e2cf13.jpg" width="500" height="423" alt="Tonight he wasn't too lazy to dance"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to clean inventory, though.  Al says he does, too.  He suggested we get friends together to clean inventory.  I think that would be fun!  Well, as long as no one get all weird about seeing body parts, since the inventory cleaning parties I've had before usually led to a bunch of naked girls on posestands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. We might need to think about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-3660090292527028943?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/3660090292527028943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=3660090292527028943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/3660090292527028943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/3660090292527028943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-im-gonna-shake-and-shimmy-it-with.html' title='So i&apos;m gonna shake and shimmy it with all my might today...'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6174/6174601120_37f527826b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-8190219333695656175</id><published>2011-09-22T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T02:09:29.085-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newlywed life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='landscaping'/><title type='text'>Tear It Down</title><content type='html'>All good things come to an end, and it was time tonight to pull down the wedding set and push down the wedding mountains.  But I had to grab a couple more shots of everything because honestly?  I don't think I'll be able to throw together something so pretty again! :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6171347333/" title="The spot by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6166/6171347333_58cd0a3d9b.jpg" width="500" height="364" alt="The spot"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6171347323/" title="Our gazebo by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6176/6171347323_e84948841f.jpg" width="500" height="330" alt="Our gazebo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwww.  Good times!  After picking things up and terraforming a bit, it seemed almost sad and empty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6171878036/" title="It was pretty while it lasted by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6179/6171878036_023e74aa31.jpg" width="500" height="330" alt="It was pretty while it lasted"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really was ready to push down the mountains because it made me feel very disconnected from the other Bluebonnet residents!  The sim has never been flat, and everyone does their own terraforming, but it's always been open and stuff.  My mountains made it seem like "NO. YOU DON'T COME IN HERE." and I totally didn't like that.  However, I DID really kind of like the layout of the parcel as we had it for the wedding.  I thought it was really pretty!  So I ended up doing a modified version of the layout.  It will take some work still, but is terraforming your land ever truly finished?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're mostly waiting to set up a new house.  Ulaa has been working on one and I think I really want to use it because it's big and beautiful and has lots of rooms for me to decorate.  Aldwyn still has his land for now, so that satisfies me when I need to be in a house, but soon he'll completely move in with me and we'll need a nice big house for the both of us.  Of course, he'd probably be just as happy living with me in an empty skybox, but that's not what I want!!  Plus, we got a lot of nice household gifts for the wedding, and I want to put them out!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I want a housewarming party after we get a house and move in.  Al got a grill for a wedding present, so we could do a BBQ!  Oooh...I'm liking this idea... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to hop into bed and think about parties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-8190219333695656175?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/8190219333695656175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=8190219333695656175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/8190219333695656175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/8190219333695656175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/tear-it-down.html' title='Tear It Down'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6166/6171347333_58cd0a3d9b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-6084997289471110871</id><published>2011-09-21T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T00:31:38.527-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inventory cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><title type='text'>That crab danced on his face</title><content type='html'>So until we start tearing down the wedding set in preparation for a new house, we're going back and forth between Al's place and my gameroom skybox.  He was too lazy to dance with me tonight, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6168784520/" title="Too lazy to dance by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6161/6168784520_796e91e02b.jpg" width="500" height="474" alt="Too lazy to dance"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was pretty awesome because I got one of my old friends back!  We hadn't really talked in about 2 years and I missed her a lot!  I think the funniest part about it is that both of us have been wanting to IM the other, but neither of us wanted the other to say "Get out of my IM, asshole!"  But now I have her back on my friends list and my plurk and I'm totally totally happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between the re-friending and Al playing 84,000 ringtones on his new phone, I started to do a little inventory cleaning.  Oh, it's scary, y'all.  I was inching back up to 80k and that is so not good.  I think I'm about to have to be completely and utterly ruthless with it.  I had almost 1000 demos just hanging out in there.  Loads of notecards that I don't care about, and landmarks I don't need.  I even still had a folder of stuff from Spirit.  Remember that store?  I don't know if it's still around.  They used to sell dance and cheer wear.  There's no reason why I needed to be hanging on to a cheer uniform from the movie Bring It On 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also not really a good reason why I needed a huge crab costume either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6168784540/" title="I gave him one big crab by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6156/6168784540_591357f7fc.jpg" width="500" height="376" alt="I gave him one big crab"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I can't really think of a very good reason on why I DON'T need it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still threw it away, though.  Ruthless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-6084997289471110871?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/6084997289471110871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=6084997289471110871' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/6084997289471110871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/6084997289471110871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/that-crab-danced-on-his-face.html' title='That crab danced on his face'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6161/6168784520_796e91e02b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-7050009883433141497</id><published>2011-09-19T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T20:42:38.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ulaa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the best day ever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>Wedding Pics!</title><content type='html'>I almost expected to have that "day after Christmas" feeling today.  You know, when you feel kind of down because all the big festivities are over?  But I totally don't!  In fact, I think I may be just as happy as I was yesterday, if not even a little more so.  I just feel good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few pictures to share!  If you want to see more, we have a &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/1802947@N22/"&gt;Flickr Group&lt;/a&gt; here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me right after putting my dress on.  Hey, you try getting that huge skirt on by yourself and see how tired you feel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6165111438/" title="Wedding Day - Putting on this dress made me tired by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6162/6165111438_558c2a6266.jpg" width="500" height="369" alt="Wedding Day - Putting on this dress made me tired"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our beautiful reception gazebo that Ulaa made for us.  It's so seriously amazing!! I think she's going to sell it later but for now, it's still just mine. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6165111414/" title="Wedding Day - Reception Gazebo by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6180/6165111414_996a13efaa.jpg" width="500" height="364" alt="Wedding Day - Reception Gazebo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first official dance as husband and wife. :)  We danced to "Dance With Me" by Orleans.  Yep, Aldwyn picked it. He's old school. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6164578049/" title="Wedding Day - First Dance by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6167/6164578049_30111c9671.jpg" width="500" height="403" alt="Wedding Day - First Dance"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="369" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_-IXJLgRnvs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My maid of honor eating some of our delicious cake.  And our DJ, getting ready to play cake plate frisbee. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6165111532/" title="Wedding Day - Ulaa eats and Elle throws by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6178/6165111532_93a823c8ed.jpg" width="500" height="370" alt="Wedding Day - Ulaa eats and Elle throws"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the reception, Ulaa's little one decided he'd had quite enough of the gazebo. I laughed so hard!!!  I swear, I'm going to send him a present for making me laugh until I had tears in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6165111502/" title="Wedding Day - The mysterious disappearing gazebo by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6158/6165111502_518ae28957.jpg" width="500" height="393" alt="Wedding Day - The mysterious disappearing gazebo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUCKILY, Ulaa had told me to leave the rez box out when we had first put the gazebo down, so it was easy enough [once we plowed through the grass] and the gazebo popped back up.  But when we did that, we caught some of the guests! MINE NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6165111358/" title="Wedding Day - Caught you by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6166/6165111358_48e5b1d60c.jpg" width="500" height="462" alt="Wedding Day - Caught you"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding, I gave them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more of us dancing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6164578207/" title="Wedding Day - More dancing by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6167/6164578207_0f607c2df4.jpg" width="500" height="350" alt="Wedding Day - More dancing"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best day everrrr!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't WAIT for us to start tearing down things and moving into our new house!!!  That will come in time.  Technically, we're still on the honeymoon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-7050009883433141497?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/7050009883433141497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=7050009883433141497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7050009883433141497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7050009883433141497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/wedding-pics.html' title='Wedding Pics!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6162/6165111438_558c2a6266_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-4061056440915919130</id><published>2011-09-18T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T23:49:35.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the best day ever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><title type='text'>Thinking before bed</title><content type='html'>Hi there!  Aldwyn is getting ready for bed, but I got a second wind. You know how it is. If you don't go to bed RIGHT when you're tired, you end up staying up later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6161909262/" title="Getting ready for bed by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6163/6161909262_69b2c6a3ed.jpg" width="500" height="419" alt="Getting ready for bed"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost midnight, so my wedding day is just about over.  I cannot remember having a happier day in SL EVER.  EVER EVER.  I don't have pics up yet, but I will get that done tomorrow probably. There are so many good memories, I'm just still flipping through them in my head, like the way you look through a well loved book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, one thing that this wedding has made me remember is how much I enjoy non-fashion blogging.  A lot of the time when I'm quiet in here, it's because I'm trying hard to keep up with my style blog.  That's not always easy because I second guess myself a lot as far as my outfits and my photos go.  I mean, really.  Look at the feeds sometimes.  Some people are AMAZING. It makes me doubt myself sometimes!  But I started as a blogger who just talked about her SLife, and you know?  I really enjoy it.  So I think I'll do that more often.  I'll still fashion blog, of course, because I do enjoy it, but I think I should spend more time on this blog and having fun in SL when it's not fashion related. :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm yawning again, so I think it's time to snuggle into bed. Big thank you to everyone who truly made this the best day ever. Love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-4061056440915919130?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/4061056440915919130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=4061056440915919130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4061056440915919130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4061056440915919130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/thinking-before-bed.html' title='Thinking before bed'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6163/6161909262_69b2c6a3ed_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-4458469582688151481</id><published>2011-09-18T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T15:12:36.296-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the best day ever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>We did it!</title><content type='html'>We did it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6160552586/" title="Wedding Day - Kiss by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6202/6160552586_db26868206.jpg" width="500" height="499" alt="Wedding Day - Kiss"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was all I could have hoped for - and more!!  I will have more pictures later, and a lot more to say, but we're about to start a new adventure together, and so I've got to go! Thank you to those who shared in our day, whether you were there with us physically, or sending good thoughts our way.  We love you all and this day was made more beautiful by having you in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6160012627/" title="Wedding Day - Starting a new life by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6082/6160012627_1022882888.jpg" width="500" height="365" alt="Wedding Day - Starting a new life"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-4458469582688151481?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/4458469582688151481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=4458469582688151481' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4458469582688151481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4458469582688151481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-did-it.html' title='We did it!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6202/6160552586_db26868206_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-2924627569383508181</id><published>2011-09-18T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T08:56:08.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>Wedding Day - Time to freak out!</title><content type='html'>How did this morning come so fast?!?!  Am I sure everything is in place?  Am I sure my makeup will look right??  IS HE EVEN GOING TO SHOW UP???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy and I still have 3 hours to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6158819419/" title="Wedding Day - Freaking Out by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6207/6158819419_baba522015.jpg" width="500" height="423" alt="Wedding Day - Freaking Out"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-2924627569383508181?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/2924627569383508181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=2924627569383508181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2924627569383508181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2924627569383508181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/wedding-day-time-to-freak-out.html' title='Wedding Day - Time to freak out!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6207/6158819419_baba522015_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-2549364229846948873</id><published>2011-09-17T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T23:32:12.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Day 1 - The final night</title><content type='html'>It's... it's.... IT'S THE FINAL COUNTDOWN! DAH DAH DAHHH DAH! DAH DAH DAHDAHDAAAAAHHHH! :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quietly excited.  Like, so excited that I can't even actually be that loud about it. Have you ever been like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6158026996/" title="Day 1 - The final night by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6072/6158026996_d5d3127787.jpg" width="500" height="461" alt="Day 1 - The final night"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have amazing friends. They've been sending Aldwyn &amp; me gifts all night, even though we did not expect it at all!  We've gotten kitchen appliances and things for the house and fun gifts to play with. I've been writing the names of people next to the gift so that I remember who sent what and I can send thank you notes later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a few hours tonight just making sure that everything was right where it needed to be.  As long as everyone who needs to be there shows up, we should be golden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main worry at this point is that I might be feeling sick tomorrow. I got a flu shot today, and unfortunately that usually makes me feel sick for a couple of days afterwards.  I will DRAG myself to the wedding if necessary, but I'm hoping I don't feel too awful so that I can enjoy it, you know?  Of course, I don't think it's a huge concern because I'm going to be so happy, that will absolutely override any flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe tomorrow at this time, I'll be married. :)  I really cannot believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aldwyn:  I'll see you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'll be the one in white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldwyn:  And I'll be the one standing there waiting for you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-2549364229846948873?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/2549364229846948873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=2549364229846948873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2549364229846948873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2549364229846948873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-1-final-night.html' title='Day 1 - The final night'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6072/6158026996_d5d3127787_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-7196447069598935340</id><published>2011-09-16T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T19:48:45.767-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='group chat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Day 2 - Starting to feel it!!</title><content type='html'>Okay.  Honestly?  I'm really starting to feel it now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6154618074/" title="Day 2 - Starting to feel it by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6181/6154618074_ff447355be.jpg" width="499" height="500" alt="Day 2 - Starting to feel it"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The excitement is building up inside of me, like ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh for pete's sake. LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19:18] Alicia Chenaux: It's an afternoon garden wedding, so I wouldn't go all out formal, but anything pretty that you like should work.  Please keep your boobs covered until the reception though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19:18] Heidi Halberstadt: FUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19:19] Tymmerie Thorne: *changes her outfit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19:19] Alicia Chenaux: LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19:19] Elle Kirshner: even the DJ? or is there a DJ boobie exception?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19:19] Alicia Chenaux: Oh, you can show your boobs anytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19:19] Heidi Halberstadt: I vote for DJ being the exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19:19] Ulaa Coronet: i love DJ tits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19:19] Ulaa Coronet: more tips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19:19] Heidi Halberstadt: There's always time for THE RACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19:20] Alicia Chenaux: Oh god.  Someone's going to pull a strip pole out at the reception, aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19:20] Sehra Kauffman: like... short dress or longer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19:20] Blackhawk60 Sikorsky: is it not good if i wear my freenis, i can hide it as long as people promise not to see hidden prims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19:20] Ulaa Coronet: im gonna drop a tip jar i dunno about anyone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19:20] Heidi Halberstadt: Imma gonna wear mah silks &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's what I have to put up with!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting very excited.  Every time I look at the benches, the altar, the gazebo, my heart just swells and flutters with happiness.  I have re-read the words I've written to say to Aldwyn at the ceremony probably 20 times tonight, and each time I tear up a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had good and bad times in my SLife, as we all have, but never did I think I'd ever be this happy! It just feels RIGHT, you know?  Just so so so right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think about the years I spent just passing through&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you&lt;br /&gt;But you just smile and take my hand&lt;br /&gt;You've been there you understand&lt;br /&gt;It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every long lost dream led me to where you are&lt;br /&gt;Others who broke my heart, they were like Northern stars&lt;br /&gt;Pointing me on my way into your loving arms&lt;br /&gt;This much I know is true...&lt;br /&gt;That God blessed the broken road&lt;br /&gt;That led me straight to you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-7196447069598935340?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/7196447069598935340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=7196447069598935340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7196447069598935340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/7196447069598935340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-2-starting-to-feel-it.html' title='Day 2 - Starting to feel it!!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6181/6154618074_ff447355be_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-8179801334242613142</id><published>2011-09-16T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T00:25:26.960-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ulaa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown'/><title type='text'>Day 3 - Finishing the vows</title><content type='html'>Ooh damn y'all.  We are coming down TO it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening I spent a couple of hours finishing my vows.  I totally teared up while finishing them up, I'll admit it.  Who wouldn't cry while writing nice stuff about their future husband?? :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6152312322/" title="Day 3 - Finishing The Vows by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6159/6152312322_73106a6ca6.jpg" width="500" height="420" alt="Day 3 - Finishing The Vows"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not really all that much to report today.  We really finished up the main bulk of the shopping and stuff last night so today has been quiet.  But we're heading into the weekend and I just know I'm going to start getting more and more crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I was getting kind of nuts about the "Something old, something new" bit.  My dress, shoes, and hair are new.  I'll be wearing a very old pair of earrings from Flirt.  My shoes are blue.  But the something borrowed bit was troubling me.  Luckily, Ulaa reminded me that Sixx loaned us the reception tables, so that totally counts as my something borrowed. Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep having crazy dreams about the wedding.  Night before last, I dreamed that we were at the church and Ulaa wasn't there. I kept running to the window to see if she was there yet and she wasn't.  Then people I hadn't invited, like an old sorority sister and my RL Bestie and her hubby, showed up and I was struggling to add them to the access list really fast. Then when it was time to get to the altar, I took the wrong turn and got lost and ended up running all over trying to get up to where Aldwyn was. The minister was drunk and kept baptizing him at the altar.  I don't know what any of that meant!!  Then LAST night, I had another dream that I couldn't quite get to the altar and I kept trying to call, despite the fact that I was pretty close by.  And then only 2-3 people showed up for the reception and I was so upset!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that these dreams are my way of working out any worries and that nothing like that actually happens on Sunday.  Of course, when I told Al that I was worried about the whole getting lost to the altar part, he told me that if I got lost, he'd come and find me.  Awww. That's my man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-8179801334242613142?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/8179801334242613142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=8179801334242613142' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/8179801334242613142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/8179801334242613142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-3-finishing-vows.html' title='Day 3 - Finishing the vows'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6159/6152312322_73106a6ca6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-260744565536741760</id><published>2011-09-14T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T23:09:20.314-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zipping right along'/><title type='text'>Day 4 - Looking for cake, what do you think??</title><content type='html'>Heard during our shopping trip tonight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldwyn: "What are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Looking for CAKE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "You're not the boss of me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldwyn: "Not until Sunday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *GASPS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have gotten much accomplished!  Sixx was a dear and came and dropped us some tables &amp; chairs, we bought the bouquets &amp; boutonnieres, we bought the cake [which was bigger than I thought it would be!], I put out the champagne, Al bought the dance we'll use for our first dance, and then he proceeded to yell at it because it had hovertext.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6148908095/" title="Day 4 - Looking For Cake, What Do You THINK? by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6180/6148908095_b142bd6f95.jpg" width="500" height="484" alt="Day 4 - Looking For Cake, What Do You THINK?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that has to be done now is.... well, not much!!  The music has been sent, I have shoes, we both have rings, we have the officiant, Ulaa has her dress, I have my dress, Al has his tux... We are zipping along here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to thank you guys who have been following along, supporting us, and genuinely making us feel very loved.  You guys don't realize how much it means to both of us!  We hope to see some of you at our reception!!  I know I haven't had a chance to meet everyone who reads my blog in person, and it really would be nice to see some of you at the reception. :)  And hey, it's not a party until the sim crashes, am I right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6148737081/" title="Reception Invitation by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6159/6148737081_86770e8db4.jpg" width="359" height="500" alt="Reception Invitation"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-260744565536741760?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/260744565536741760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=260744565536741760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/260744565536741760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/260744565536741760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-4-looking-for-cake-what-do-you.html' title='Day 4 - Looking for cake, what do you think??'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6180/6148908095_b142bd6f95_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-4229926848452879902</id><published>2011-09-13T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T22:03:51.333-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown'/><title type='text'>Day 5 - I Found Shoes!</title><content type='html'>Guess what?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found SHOES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6146263084/" title="Day 5 - I found shoes! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6061/6146263084_da0fcf071c.jpg" width="500" height="486" alt="Day 5 - I found shoes!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, they don't come with the socks. I just happened to be wearing socks and I'm too lazy to get undressed sometimes.  But yay SHOES!  They're the flower pumps from G Field and the perfect color of blue and I love them and I almost never want to take them off because THANK GOD I FOUND SHOES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, and!! Do you see the table back there?  Sweetheart Jori Watler sent me a Greedy table!!!! Happy!  I stayed up too late last night playing Greedy by myself.  Playing alone is fun because I always win!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got the ceremony music done and sent off to Elle and I'm almost finished reviewing the ceremony and vows and stuff so I can send back to Pam, but I need Aldwyn to take a look at it first before sending it so he's not just blindly saying "I do" up there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, he just did and said it's fine. Yay.  One more thing off the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually.... all we have now to do is buy the flowers, cake, and set up for the reception. Woot woot! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're watching Ulaa build the house we'll be using after the wedding. It's big and beautiful and I can't waittttt to live with my new husband!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-4229926848452879902?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/4229926848452879902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=4229926848452879902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4229926848452879902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4229926848452879902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-5-i-found-shoes.html' title='Day 5 - I Found Shoes!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6061/6146263084_da0fcf071c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-8682792061427404868</id><published>2011-09-12T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T21:48:29.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown'/><title type='text'>Day 6 - Meeting the officiant</title><content type='html'>We finally got an officiant!!!!  Aldwyn has a friend that HE was officiant for years ago, and so she happily agreed to be our officiant.  AND because she's done this before, she has taken a biiiiggggg load off of my mind! Thank you, Pamala!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and she let me play my first game of Greedy ever, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6142461173/" title="Day 6 - Meeting the Officiant by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6082/6142461173_e79037ce91.jpg" width="500" height="286" alt="Day 6 - Meeting the Officiant"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did NOT win.  But now I want a Greedy table.  Why doesn't the Marketplace have wedding registries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... the invites have been sent, the officiant is taking care of some things for us, and she had us set up a group for the wedding party and DJ so she can talk to us as needed.  Yay!  You guys don't know HOW much this takes off my shoulders.  I was so seriously stressed out about the fact that we didn't have an officiant and now we do, so woot woot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is simply HAVE to get the mp3s ready for Elle.  That is my #1 top priority. And maybe we'll do bouquets tomorrow, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. And I still need wedding shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-8682792061427404868?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/8682792061427404868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=8682792061427404868' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/8682792061427404868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/8682792061427404868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-6-meeting-officiant.html' title='Day 6 - Meeting the officiant'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6082/6142461173_e79037ce91_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-4749498404228771089</id><published>2011-09-11T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T20:09:29.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dios mio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown'/><title type='text'>Day 7 - Invites and Poseballs</title><content type='html'>I've been working hard today searching for poses and making invites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6138143807/" title="Day 7 - Invites and Poseballs by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6188/6138143807_c990ce4e67.jpg" width="500" height="464" alt="Day 7 - Invites and Poseballs"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I *think* I have found the pose I want for the inside of the invite.  But of course Aldwyn has to agree to it.  Whenever he is able to get on tonight, we have to do pictures. The invites HAVE to be ready to start sending out by tomorrow evening.  If I can at least get the photos taken tonight, I can work on them tomorrow and put the invites together.  The written part is done, I finished that earlier and showed it to Al.  Well, one of them.  I worded it differently in another one, so he'll have to help me choose.  Either one will work.  I'm debating on making reception invites but everyone we would invite is on plurk and it would be easier to just put out an invite there.  Although...that's probably tacky.  But easy!  And who needs more inventory clutter, am I right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting itchy, like I know Sunday will come and I'll be walking down the aisle barefoot to the wrong song and there won't be anyone to do the ceremony.  Hell, I'll even write the ceremony out and all they have to do is copy &amp; paste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay okay.  Tonight I'll take pictures as long as Al gets online before I go to bed.  Tomorrow I'll make them pretty and put the invites together while I'm finalizing the ceremony music list so I can get the mp3s together to send to Elle.  Then tomorrow night or Tuesday, we'll go decide on what bouquets we want.  Wednesday, I'll finish my vows. I have the rough draft written but they have to be cleaned up and all.  Thursday, I'll make sure that we have enough seats and everything is decorated exactly the way we need it.  Friday... Oh shit, we need to do a rehearsal, don't we?!  Shiiiiit. LOL  I didn't even THINK about that.  I know we've been engaged since June but this just seems like it's coming so fast!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I STILL DON'T HAVE SHOES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-4749498404228771089?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/4749498404228771089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=4749498404228771089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4749498404228771089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4749498404228771089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-7-invites-and-poseballs.html' title='Day 7 - Invites and Poseballs'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6188/6138143807_c990ce4e67_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-1204302844883307761</id><published>2011-09-10T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T23:45:26.587-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dios mio'/><title type='text'>Pre-Countdown</title><content type='html'>Quiet night for me tonight in SL, one of the last ones I'll have for a while. I know this much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6134850889/" title="Thinking by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6088/6134850889_6499a700be.jpg" width="500" height="461" alt="Thinking"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be one week exactly until the wedding.  We are so not ready.  We still need an officiant, and we need invites, and I simply can't decide on a bouquet.  I have it narrowed down to three. I will probably have to drag my maid of honor over to make her stare at me with the demo bouquets until I decide on one.  And you know what's even worse? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have wedding shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a heck of a week!  So starting tomorrow, I'll be blogging a wedding countdown every day until Sunday.  If you aren't down with wedding stuff... well, I guess we'll see you on the 19th. LOL  Or the 20th, just for good measure. :-p  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting here trying to think of something that's going on in my SLife that isn't wedding related, but there's really nothing.  Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-1204302844883307761?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/1204302844883307761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=1204302844883307761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/1204302844883307761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/1204302844883307761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/pre-countdown.html' title='Pre-Countdown'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6088/6134850889_6499a700be_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-2859413266835344930</id><published>2011-09-08T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T23:17:03.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eeeeee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><title type='text'>So much to dooooo!!</title><content type='html'>It's coming down to it, y'all!!  The wedding will be on September 18th at noon in a private ceremony with the public reception to follow. :)  I'm SO excited!  But oh god, there is SO much that needs to be done!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Buy the flowers [bouquets &amp; boutonnieres mostly]&lt;br&gt;2. Buy the cake&lt;br&gt;3. Put the ceremony music together for Elle [Did I mention Elle Kirshner is DJing for us? Excited!!]&lt;br&gt;4. Get some pictures done&lt;br&gt;5. Get the flippin' invites done!&lt;br&gt;6. Make the final guest list7. Find a photographer&lt;br&gt;8. Find an officiant!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It doesn't look like a TON of stuff to do, but we really don't have that much more time.  Not to mention we both need to write our vows and &lt;strike&gt;Al still needs to get his suit&lt;/strike&gt;. [Done!]  I'm getting a new skirt made for my gown because I was doing a walk down the aisle and looking at myself from all angles and the flexi that I loved while twirling around and dancing didn't look so good while I was walking.  So Kouse is working up a new one for me that is more suitable for walking. :)  We're not going to bother with those poseball walks. The aisle is long enough to just walk normally.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But you know, despite all the work that is going into this, the thing I'm looking forward to the most is the AFTERWARDS.  No, not the honeymoon, you pervs. The marriage part. Having him in my partner box.  Setting up a home together.  I haven't shared an SL home with a guy in a long long time and the last time I did, I kinda sucked at decorating. LOL  This time should be way better and honestly, living up on a platform is getting tiring.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6129348092/" title="It's a mess by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6080/6129348092_8ebe573902.jpg" width="500" height="321" alt="It's a mess"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Al logged in as I was writing, so we've been working on wedding stuff.  But now I'm getting sleepy, so it's time to call it a night.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-2859413266835344930?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/2859413266835344930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=2859413266835344930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2859413266835344930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2859413266835344930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/so-much-to-dooooo.html' title='So much to dooooo!!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6080/6129348092_8ebe573902_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-8512333835555145580</id><published>2011-09-07T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T08:07:20.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another regular night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ulaa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>I'll give you the red light special</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Ulaa kept telling me "I look like a high priced whore!"  I figured she was probably right, since she usually does. :-p  But then she came over to drop off wedding benches and her boobs were HUGE!  HUGE!!!!  She tends to go for a much more voluptuous look than I do, but she was wearing a corset that made me not be able to stop looking at her boobs.  I guess that's the intention, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she told me she had bought a pose prop from oOo and I should take some pics in it.  I like pose props a LOT and this one was pretty good.  Al and I got the first pic on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6122501767/" title="Cochino by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cochino" height="350" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6086/6122501767_ac19ae0d67.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like the way the lighting came out in it.  And let me tell you - if you're not in a good mesh compatible viewer yet, you are MISSING OUT.  I'm wearing the mesh boots and shorts that I blogged in yesterday over in the style blog, and they just moved beautifully with most of the poses.  I wish I could say all of the poses but even mesh has its limits.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Later, I got a picture of Ulaa and me.  I'm the dark haired one. There seemed to be some confusion on that last night. LOL&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6122617923/" title="Dirty Girls by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6071/6122617923_ae036dcf5d.jpg" width="500" height="354" alt="Dirty Girls"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And then while she was AFK, I caught one more of her.  I like the way it came out, but pictures are really way easier if the person you're taking a photo of is pretty.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6123230456/" title="Cochina by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6207/6123230456_bd1c751e1d.jpg" width="500" height="321" alt="Cochina"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay, breakfast time. I just thought you guys would like a post NOT about the wedding for once. ;)  Oh, and because it's been in my head since last night...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="405" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dP2t9LBeAwo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-8512333835555145580?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/8512333835555145580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=8512333835555145580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/8512333835555145580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/8512333835555145580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/ill-give-you-red-light-special.html' title='I&apos;ll give you the red light special'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6086/6122501767_ac19ae0d67_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-1032087476202362619</id><published>2011-09-03T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T22:30:16.828-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ulaa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah blah blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that is how it goes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><title type='text'>The date is set!</title><content type='html'>It's a quiet evening for me in SL tonight, which is kind of nice.  I'm just hanging out and listening to some old jazz and chilling.  I needed this tonight, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6110886753/" title="Swinging by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Swinging" height="372" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6070/6110886753_800bcbd078.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo.... we've got a wedding date!!! &amp;nbsp;And as soon as we set a time, I'll reveal the date. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've decided that the ceremony is going to be just for us and our close friends and the Bluebonnet residents [who are pretty much all our close friends anyway!], and then the reception will be open for everyone who wishes to come celebrate with us. &amp;nbsp;It's not how I REALLY wanted to do it, but having stressed and cried over the guest list, wondering how we could invite people who actively hate each other to our ceremony, I just can't do it anymore. &amp;nbsp;Aldwyn and I love so many people who very very very much do not like each other, and it seems the longer we have been planning this, the more hate comes out between people [as shown this past week on plurk!] and we'd just rather not have our day with that kind of drama. &amp;nbsp;I hope no one gets hurt over this decision, but well...it is OUR day, after all. &amp;nbsp;I really shouldn't even have stressed out about this for even one moment, but I just wanted everyone to have a good time and share in the celebration with us without feeling like they need to teleport out immediately because so-and-so showed up, you know? &amp;nbsp;Our close friends have been wonderful and told us that no matter what, they are there for US, and no one else, so I am very grateful for that and for them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting so very excited now that we have a date set!!! &amp;nbsp;I have been in SL for so long, and have had many good days, &amp;nbsp;but this is truly going to be the best day ever for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we have to get our invites made, buy the cake and flowers, write our vows, and find an officiant, photographer, and DJ. &amp;nbsp;There is not that much more time to get all of this done, really! &amp;nbsp;But it will get done. &amp;nbsp;The parcel is pretty much finished as far as decorating goes, and thanks to Ulaa, our reception gazebo and altar pergola are finished. &amp;nbsp;I think finding the DJ might actually be the hardest thing since I'm being all kinds of tight fisted about the ceremony music. LOL &amp;nbsp;And writing the vows might be hard for me...I tend to get long winded. &amp;nbsp;[No, really?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to go to bed early. &amp;nbsp;I'm tired and no one is around to keep me up, so I can escape to bed! :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-1032087476202362619?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/1032087476202362619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=1032087476202362619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/1032087476202362619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/1032087476202362619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/09/date-is-set.html' title='The date is set!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6070/6110886753_800bcbd078_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-100379228809675519</id><published>2011-08-28T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T17:42:33.036-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ulaa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='landscaping'/><title type='text'>Landscaping is work!</title><content type='html'>I'm taking a little break from landscaping.  I think things are coming along nicely but there's still a lot of work to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6090605367/" title="Taking a break by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Taking a break" height="411" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6066/6090605367_d760acb100.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I do, the more I find needs to be done. &amp;nbsp;I wish SL had better terrain editing tools. &amp;nbsp;Getting things as smooth as I want is not exactly easy. &amp;nbsp;It would be nice if when I was editing one small part, the land around it wouldn't go all crazy, too. &amp;nbsp;Maybe there is an easier way, but I sure haven't found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wow, how grateful am I for Ulaa these days?? &amp;nbsp;She's taking a lot of weight off my shoulders with the decorating parts. &amp;nbsp;She's building not only my reception gazebo, but the pergola for the altar and the benches for the guests, too. &amp;nbsp;It's a huge relief because I am so picky and shopping for these things would most likely drive me insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4:37:42 PM] Ulaa Coronet: We need to work on wedding stuff&lt;br /&gt;[4:38:01 PM] Ulaa Coronet: see like how this is my project now?&lt;br /&gt;[4:38:01 PM] Alicia Chenaux: LMAO!!&lt;br /&gt;[4:38:11 PM] Ulaa Coronet: just show up ok? thanks&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say, though, it's times like this that I wish I had an SL dad so I could just whine and have my dad fix things for me. :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-100379228809675519?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/100379228809675519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=100379228809675519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/100379228809675519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/100379228809675519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/08/landscaping-is-work.html' title='Landscaping is work!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6066/6090605367_d760acb100_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-494627484605570403</id><published>2011-08-25T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T22:13:24.111-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ulaa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><title type='text'>No me gusta terraforming</title><content type='html'>Last night I started on making my parcel wedding ready.  For what I have in my head, this requires a LOT of terraforming.  But you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't like terraforming that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6081329001/" title="No me gusta terraforming by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="No me gusta terraforming" height="432" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6074/6081329001_4b457631af.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it makes me want to cry. &amp;nbsp;Or have a tantrum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got the basic shape down. &amp;nbsp;It's kind of hard to get the big picture because of the sand. &amp;nbsp;Seriously, think of most beachy sims you know of. &amp;nbsp;They're usually fairly flat because terraforming sand pretty much sucks. &amp;nbsp;Once we go back to grass next month, it'll be a lot easier for me to see what I'm doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I were better at it, though. &amp;nbsp;I really wish one of the super land workers I knew was still in SL!! &amp;nbsp;I would have paid him pretty much anything to make my dream come to life, but alas. :( &amp;nbsp;Oh well, it'll get done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And omg!! Y'all should see the AMAZINGGGGG gazebo Ulaa is building for the reception!!!! &amp;nbsp;I was like, "I want a gazebo with like...tons of lights." &amp;nbsp;And she was all "I got this." &amp;nbsp;It's awesome!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have my dress. &amp;nbsp;My hair is being styled. &amp;nbsp;The reception gazebo is almost done. &amp;nbsp;We're pretty sure what tux Aldwyn is going to get. &amp;nbsp;Ulaa and I have to go maid of honor dress shopping. &amp;nbsp;Everything is progressing really well. &amp;nbsp;Now we just need a DJ, an officiant, and...oh yeah... TO SET THE FREAKIN' DATE. :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-494627484605570403?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/494627484605570403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=494627484605570403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/494627484605570403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/494627484605570403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/08/no-me-gusta-terraforming.html' title='No me gusta terraforming'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6074/6081329001_4b457631af_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-8768351434283901150</id><published>2011-08-23T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T01:36:36.884-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ulaa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Haaayyyy...</title><content type='html'>With all the crazy of the summer, I haven't had a chance to just chill with Ulaa and Aldwyn the way we used to do.  We used to spend hours and hours on Skype every night while we played games or ran around SL or just hung out together.  But honestly, I couldn't think of the last time we'd been all on skype together for longer than a few minutes.  But since everything in our lives are settling back into a more normal routine, we had a chance tonight to hang out and chat. &amp;nbsp;We talked wedding stuff for a while, and then I made them take some pics with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being us, of course they couldn't be normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaaaay BAYBAY. Haaaaayyyyyy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6072585190/" title="Ooh BAYBAY by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Ooh BAYBAY" height="435" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6062/6072585190_194a1bbf53.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhhh.... you gotta lick it before you... Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I was also tempted to draw in some armpit hair for her.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6072043313/" title="Classy As Tits by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Classy As Tits" height="384" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6189/6072043313_052919402b.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then we settled down and I got a decent picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6072043415/" title="My Family by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="My Family" height="361" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6078/6072043415_6872243e8c.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love them so very much. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to begin the terraforming tomorrow on the sim. &amp;nbsp;We haven't set a date yet. [I KNOW.] &amp;nbsp;But soon, we will do it soon. &amp;nbsp;Ulaa is going to possibly make my big dance floor gazebo thingy I require [because a good maid of honor comes with building skillz!] and .... yeah. :) &amp;nbsp;It's 3:30am and I've been awake for about 20 hours so um... bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-8768351434283901150?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/8768351434283901150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=8768351434283901150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/8768351434283901150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/8768351434283901150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/08/haaayyyy.html' title='Haaayyyy...'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6062/6072585190_194a1bbf53_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-3486591019512055241</id><published>2011-08-15T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T11:59:01.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='linden lab did it again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dios mio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitch please'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raahhhhh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>Will the real Lexi please stand up?</title><content type='html'>This is my friend, Lexi Morgan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6046844496/" title="The Real Lexi Morgan by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Real Lexi Morgan" height="466" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6204/6046844496_88547370bd.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexi has been in Second Life since 2004, as you can see.  Although she'd added her partner's last name to her &lt;i&gt;display name&lt;/i&gt;, if you look her up in search, she is still Lexi Morgan.  There might be 10,000 other Lexis out there, but as far as Second Life is concerned, she has always been the only Lexi Morgan.At least...she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6046295143/" title="The Fake Lexi by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Fake Lexi" height="259" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6082/6046295143_ff606e702c.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Lexi Morgan #2.  Her username is beth36.  If you don't have display names turned on in your viewer [a lot of us do not], she looks like beth36.  But she's walking around with Lexi Morgan proudly as her display name.  Even worse, when you go to look for Lexi Morgan in search...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6046844520/" title="Looking for Lexi by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Looking for Lexi" height="500" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6205/6046844520_e8f0686691.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When display names were first introduced, MANY people were upset.  The content creators - you know, the people who make us look good and generally pay a lot in fees every month for sims and marketplace and uploads? - were especially worried.  What would keep someone from using their name?  Would that be possible?  WHY would it be possible?  But they were assured that no, that wouldn't happen. Linden Lab would help protect them, protect all of us with legacy names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out?  Not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Lexi was notified by someone that another account was using her name [she'd gone to search for Lexi and that is what popped up], Lexi was, rightfully, very upset. &amp;nbsp;She filed an abuse report, and this morning she contacted Linden Lab. &amp;nbsp;After all, they had promised this sort of thing would not happen, and unlike in the real world where several people could have your name, it was always a bonus in SL that our names were OURS. &amp;nbsp;So she did what any of us would have done and called Linden Lab. &amp;nbsp;And that's where things really went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexi spoke with someone at Linden Lab who told her - get ready for this - to just keep filing abuse reports until it was fixed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. &amp;nbsp;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she has to take time out of her day to just keep filing abuse reports, when one has already been filed, when it would be easier for the person she spoke with to fix it right then and there? &amp;nbsp;Where is the protection that was promised when Linden Lab decided to charge ahead with the ridiculous AOL-esque usernames and display names? &amp;nbsp;[Don't get me started on what I think about the username thing. &amp;nbsp;But you can vote in &lt;a href="https://jira.secondlife.com/browse/SVC-7125"&gt;this JIRA&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;if you feel the way I do.] &amp;nbsp;Shouldn't there be some kind of customer service for someone who has been using a service for over 7 years? &amp;nbsp;Just keep filing abuse reports? That's IT? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Lexi told the person at Linden Lab that she was under the impression this sort of thing was never to happen, the person replied, "Yeah, I can see how that would cause a problem for you." &amp;nbsp;Lexi also asked what would happen if this account never logged in again, and was told "You should AR separately with those concerns and be as specific as possible." &amp;nbsp;Because calling and telling them isn't specific or good enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice customer service, Linden Lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now the real Lexi Morgan has to waste her time filing abuse reports and hoping that her customers read far enough to contact her and not Beth36 if they need customer service. &amp;nbsp;Beth36 can wander around happily with a name that is not hers over her head. &amp;nbsp;And Linden Lab proved, once again, that they truly do not always listen to their customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Edit 8/26/2011: &amp;nbsp;Lexi confirmed yesterday that after approximately 25 Abuse Reports, phone calls, etc, that the name was finally changed. &amp;nbsp;Beth36 is now Beth Morgan. &amp;nbsp;Oh, and she's no longer an out of work exotic dancer, just in case you were worried about that. :-p &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-3486591019512055241?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/3486591019512055241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=3486591019512055241' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/3486591019512055241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/3486591019512055241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/08/will-real-lexi-please-stand-up.html' title='Will the real Lexi please stand up?'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6204/6046844496_88547370bd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-4828113202374231286</id><published>2011-08-14T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T23:24:06.973-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><title type='text'>He was always there</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 3.0pt;"&gt;Back in January 2010, I was doing weekly photo diaries for a research project a nice professor from one of the local universities was doing. &amp;nbsp; Tonight I was thinking back on it, and I remembered that Aldwyn had actually been in one of my diaries. He'd invited me to the sim to come dance since I was upset over something or other. &amp;nbsp;It just said "Stressed about RL issues" in my diary.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6044833426/" title="Dancing, January 2010 :) by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Dancing, January 2010 :)" height="361" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6210/6044833426_b2d82ec816.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;[2010/01/21 22:01]&amp;nbsp; Alicia Chenaux: lol...you know, the funnything is, this is kind of what i needed tonight.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 3.0pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[2010/01/21 22:01]&amp;nbsp; Aldwyn Zanzibar smiles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 3.0pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[2010/01/21 22:02]&amp;nbsp; Aldwyn Zanzibar points to his profile..thepart about being psychic&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 3.0pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[2010/01/21 22:02]&amp;nbsp; Alicia Chenaux laughs.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 3.0pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[2010/01/21 22:03]&amp;nbsp; Aldwyn Zanzibar smiles as he dances withyou...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 3.0pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[2010/01/21 22:04]&amp;nbsp; Alicia Chenaux: so you psychically thought ineeded to dance? lol&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 3.0pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[2010/01/21 22:05]&amp;nbsp; Aldwyn Zanzibar: no, I needed to dance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 3.0pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[2010/01/21 22:05]&amp;nbsp; Aldwyn Zanzibar: and a little plurk birdytold me you were in a mood...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwwww. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is that at that time, I half thought he thought I was stupid, and half wondered if he was ever going to hit on me. &amp;nbsp;I was WAITING for him to hit on me and he didn't! &amp;nbsp;So by the time he actually did, it was like...a huge surprise. LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo.... I got my wedding dress todayyyyy!!! &amp;nbsp;Oh gosh, it's so beautiful. &amp;nbsp;It's elegant and simple, with a great fluffy but not too fluffy skirt. &amp;nbsp;It's just exactly what I wanted. &amp;nbsp;I twirled and twirled up on my posestand after putting it on. &amp;nbsp;I didn't want to take it off!!! &amp;nbsp;But if I did that, Al wouldn't get to see me until the wedding, and you know, that won't do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this blog won't be the All Wedding, All The Time blog. &amp;nbsp;But since it's the main thing going on in my SLife right now, I can't seem to help being totally into it!! &amp;nbsp;I just want it to be so beautiful and so right for us. &amp;nbsp;I keep joking that it's all about me, and he's so nice, he agrees with me on that, but I know it's really about US. &amp;nbsp;I can't wait to really start decorating! &amp;nbsp;I was going to wait to get started on terraforming until after Labor Day when the island goes back to a grassy sim, but I may end up getting started in the next week or so because I just can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to take my pore strip off now. Don't you just love those things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-4828113202374231286?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/4828113202374231286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=4828113202374231286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4828113202374231286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/4828113202374231286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/08/he-was-always-there.html' title='He was always there'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6210/6044833426_b2d82ec816_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-3273709297013415625</id><published>2011-08-13T23:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T23:52:08.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no style'/><title type='text'>And we're not setting things on fire either.</title><content type='html'>You know... people tell me that they like my style or they like the pics I show on the style blog.  I have to laugh and laugh because I don't really have much style and if you guys knew HOW long it takes me to put something together, you'd take away my fashionista card.  It's even funnier when I do a photo and then realize I'm wearing something crazy that never shows up in the pictures.  Like when I did today's picture and then when I went to sit at my house to do the blog post, I realized what shoes I had on underneath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6040066629/" title="LOL! Oh, I forgot I had those shoes on. by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="LOL! Oh, I forgot I had those shoes on." height="500" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6089/6040066629_1e60733665.jpg" width="488" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fab. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ms. Kouse showed me a prototype for my wedding dress today. I swear, tears came to my eyes.  She and I are plurk buddies and all, but we're not close close, and yet she managed to design me the perfect dress.  I had showed her pictures of dresses I liked, but I had shown so MANY, I didn't know what exactly she'd end up doing.  It's just...oh I can't wait to show you guys. But of course it stays hush hush until the wedding. :)  Well, I'll probably show Ulaa.  But she's the only one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowww....I need to start thinking about wedding shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I need to find an officiant and a DJ.  I kind of have an idea of who I'd like to ask to DJ the event, but unfortunately I also LIKE them, and I don't want to piss them off when they realize how very Bridezilla I'm going to be about the ceremony music.  But I have NO idea who we would possibly get as an officiant.  Do you guys have ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this wedding planning has made me really emotional lately. It's kind of funny how that happens.  I keep wishing there were 2 people I could share all of this with.  Cen, of course, because I still miss her every day of my SLife. And then another friend that I haven't talked to in years. I helped her when she got SL married, and we had so much fun... I really wish she were here to make me laugh while the planning was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go convince Al that we don't need a Luby's style buffet for the reception now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-3273709297013415625?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/3273709297013415625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=3273709297013415625' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/3273709297013415625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/3273709297013415625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-were-not-setting-things-on-fire.html' title='And we&apos;re not setting things on fire either.'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6089/6040066629_1e60733665_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-6477220877885415676</id><published>2011-08-09T19:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T19:58:32.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plurk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all the things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emosad'/><title type='text'>Hit all the things!</title><content type='html'>Plurk was down again for a while today.  If you notice a sudden rush of blog posts, it's because people get productive in SL when it is down. LOL!  But truthfully, plurk is like constantly having your buddies with you, and for those of us who use it happily, it's harsh when it's just torn from us.  WE CRY AND HIT ALL THE THINGS.  Or just do pics.  Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6027885596/" title="I'm like, totes emo and stuff! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="I'm like, totes emo and stuff!" height="407" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6193/6027885596_f4d9ca5f3b.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the new &lt;b&gt;Padded Room&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;a href="http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/The%20Deck/124/188/22"&gt;aDORKable Poses&lt;/a&gt;, btw.  I wasn't sure how I'd feature it in a blog post when she was first talking about it, but it worked well today!!  I always feel like I can photoshop the hell out of the pics I show here instead of the ones I show on the style blog.  I hate when fashion bloggers overly photoshop their pics, but it seems to be the standard lately.  Not that the pics aren't extremely lovely, but you know.  You want to actually see the items shown, not sit there marveling over their use of shadows and the liquify brush.  It's hard because I'm not extremely skilled at photoshop or anything, so I often feel like my pictures are lacking when I see them on the feeds in between all these really exceptional photos.  But I suppose they get the job done. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too much progress on the wedding yet.  EXCEPT... My dress is getting worked on already!!!  Kouse Singh of &lt;a href="http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Avilion%20Peninsula/127/36/22"&gt;Kouse's Sanctum&lt;/a&gt; is making me a custom dress and I could NOT be more excited!!  I showed her some pics of styles that I like, and I'm just letting her do her thing.  I know it will be AMAZING.  I have blogged a couple of her wedding dresses before and when she volunteered, I was like... holy SHIT. LOL!!  I think the main problem will be the guest list. I mean...well, see...not everyone I like likes each other.  And I KNOW they would put their differences aside for one evening so they can share in my day, but I just hate thinking that there are going to be uncomfortable people sitting there who might just bolt after the ceremony just to get away from this person or that person.  Or who might just stay to spite someone else.  I know that not all of my friends are going to, or have to, like each other.  Obviously there are a few people I dislike in SL who are friends with my friends.  But...ugh.  I don't want to have to worry about it, and it's really been bugging me the past few days.  Sometimes it makes me not even want to have a wedding and just get partnered quietly.  But I would really regret that in the long run.  I guess we'll just send out invites and see where the chips fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Of course, at some point we also have to set a wedding date so that we can make invites. I suppose THAT would help, right? :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-6477220877885415676?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/6477220877885415676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=6477220877885415676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/6477220877885415676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/6477220877885415676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/08/hit-all-things.html' title='Hit all the things!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6193/6027885596_f4d9ca5f3b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-6644237719136167705</id><published>2011-08-04T13:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T13:01:30.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>It was a blingtastic time!</title><content type='html'>We had our Old SLchool party last night.  Check out how HOT I was!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6009522878/" title="Old SLchool - My tip board pic. LMAO!!!! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6028/6009522878_41d03b2462.jpg" width="500" height="453" alt="Old SLchool - My tip board pic. LMAO!!!!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucked up the picture though.  I had my antialiasing turned ON. :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a REALLY fun party!!  We chatted and laughed and played sploder.  Evie was the biggest winner of all of us, I think, but she does dirty things to sploders when no one is looking.  Check out a few pics!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People doing super old dances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6008974285/" title="Old SLchool - Dance, bitches! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6018/6008974285_160d7785e4.jpg" width="500" height="299" alt="Old SLchool - Dance, bitches!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulaa being cochina on the pole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6008974361/" title="Old SLchool - Ulaa on the pole by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6150/6008974361_7647aca325.jpg" width="471" height="500" alt="Old SLchool - Ulaa on the pole"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aisuru on the pole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6009522996/" title="Old SLchool - Aisuru on the pole! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6138/6009522996_a97f97b95f.jpg" width="500" height="457" alt="Old SLchool - Aisuru on the pole!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexi totally forgot how to use a lucky chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6008974343/" title="Old SLchool - Lexi forgot how to use a lucky chair! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6148/6008974343_826fb41531.jpg" width="500" height="410" alt="Old SLchool - Lexi forgot how to use a lucky chair!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldwyn had to go AFK. This pic came out really well considering I was lagging and dancing and stuff. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6008974269/" title="Old SLchool - Al went away. LOL by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6140/6008974269_a2aa09df1e.jpg" width="500" height="379" alt="Old SLchool - Al went away. LOL"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6009523072/" title="Old SLchool - More dancing by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6022/6009523072_07a9d29590.jpg" width="500" height="278" alt="Old SLchool - More dancing"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really need to have parties more often!  I love hanging out with my friends and so often we don't because we just talk on plurk and forget about hanging out together in world.  And plurk is cool and all, but nothing takes the place of actually being together. :) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-6644237719136167705?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/6644237719136167705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=6644237719136167705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/6644237719136167705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/6644237719136167705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/08/it-was-blingtastic-time.html' title='It was a blingtastic time!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6028/6009522878_41d03b2462_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-3535589614649517638</id><published>2011-08-03T13:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T13:54:09.096-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hump day party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noobing out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>Old SLchool, baby!</title><content type='html'>Hey...hey buddy.  WAKE UP. Don't you know there's a party tonight?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6005868715/" title="Hey man...wake up. by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6024/6005868715_fcbb091f98.jpg" width="500" height="352" alt="Hey man...wake up."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago on plurk, I mentioned that I wanted to throw an old SLchool party.  People could bust out their old old skins and their bling, and we'd party it up in a "club" with a sploder and all that.  Most of us don't go out to clubs in SL anymore, preferring the company of just friends and family and our own lands.  But how are we supposed to get to know people if we don't get out??  Not that going to an SL club now would probably work, but you know what I mean. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So luckily for me, my Aldwyn was a hoarder on his first account, and had many many things I needed for the party place.  I had some stuff - the club build, particles, old dances.  But he had the other good stuff - like the old school sploder, old couples dances still inside poseballs [my couples dances are in the intan and most are fairly recent], and dance poles.  Because seriously? It's not a party without dance poles.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We needed outfits, though, so we headed over to Freebies Dungeon.  If you want to see ACTUAL NEWBIES, not just people alting, go there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6005868749/" title="Actual newbies by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6025/6005868749_a4be38900b.jpg" width="479" height="500" alt="Actual newbies"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment we landed someone asked if they could bite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[2011/08/02 20:58]  Bloodlines Lycan Claw 1.2: Faithes Resident has offered you the power of a Lycan warrior. This will register you with The Bloodlines system, and you'll get a FREE Lycan wound attachment. Say Yes to accept!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2011/08/02 20:58]  Alicia Chenaux: Not bloody likely, asshole.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, of course, some girl got all up on Aldwyn.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6005868685/" title="Best get OFF my man. by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6125/6005868685_58c8474742.jpg" width="500" height="404" alt="Best get OFF my man."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She IMed him first and he told her "Greetings."  She basically acted like she'd never heard that before and said only gentlemen say greetings.  Then she had the good sense to read my profile and lit on out of there.  I could have certainly taken her in an ass kicking contest.  She didn't have any feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/6006411718/" title="Nice alphas... by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6145/6006411718_b86a9326a5.jpg" width="500" height="402" alt="Nice alphas..."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. Dig those old skins that you couldn't throw away out of their boxes, dust off your old shoes that made your feet look like pancakes, and come join us tonight at 8pm SLT for an &lt;a href="http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Bluebonnet/60/154/665"&gt;Old SLchool&lt;/a&gt; good time!! If you have lag issues, you might need to turn particles off, but hey, that's pretty old SLchool, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-3535589614649517638?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/3535589614649517638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=3535589614649517638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/3535589614649517638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/3535589614649517638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/08/old-slchool-baby.html' title='Old SLchool, baby!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6024/6005868715_fcbb091f98_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-746111907327836626</id><published>2011-07-28T17:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T17:34:18.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another regular night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><title type='text'>Tired today</title><content type='html'>I'm really tired today.  I keep getting asked what is for dinner but man, I just don't have the energy to cook.  Not to mention it's flippin' hot in my neck of the woods, for all that I'm having to wear a sweater in the house because the AC is freezing me so badly, the arthritis in my left fingers has me holding my fingers in pain.  Typing isn't easy but I know I can't just stay still or it will get worse.  But mostly, I'm just tired and I need quiet for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/5986231728/" title="So tired today. by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6009/5986231728_fbffc5c701.jpg" width="500" height="396" alt="So tired today."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Aldwyn came home yesterday and I spent the first half hour we were together just talking his ear off about this and that.  I'm lucky that he's a good listener and he seems to like to hear me babble on about nothing.  Once I finished telling him about the past few days, and he finished telling me about his trip, we discussed my ideas for the wedding while having a region message war with Ulaa.  She and Al are my only estate managers [besides my 2 alts, Aidan &amp; Piper].  I was *this* close to making it flood on the island, but since most people were up in the air, it wouldn't have been very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of ideas of how I'm going to terraform for the wedding, but I won't know how it's actually going to turn out until I can do it.  It's times like these I wish I had a spare sim for a couple of hours just so I can work a bit. Maybe if I ever win the lottery, I'll buy another sim. :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need to make a wedding To-Do list.  Although the first thing we really need to do is set a date!  That would probably be quite helpful!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-746111907327836626?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/746111907327836626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=746111907327836626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/746111907327836626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/746111907327836626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/07/tired-today.html' title='Tired today'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6009/5986231728_fbffc5c701_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-2241898142690714339</id><published>2011-07-26T23:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T23:09:21.448-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh seriously?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL'/><title type='text'>Pretty sure we can do better.</title><content type='html'>Since Aldwyn is STILL being mean and is STILL out of town, I decided to go check some wedding venues tonight for inspiration.  We are going to have the wedding on Bluebonnet, and I have ideas in my head of what I want it to look like, but inspiration is never a bad thing.  So I looked up some wedding places and off I went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I find inspiration?  Well, if I wanted to see what not to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I landed at a place that advertised free weddings.  When I landed, immediately their bridebot invited me to a group and sent me an IM.  She's a looker, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/5980046819/" title="Um...nice bride? by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6139/5980046819_05808ed961.jpg" width="500" height="388" alt="Um...nice bride?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did have an altar and all kinds of poseballs set up.  So I GUESS if you were super short on money, it would be a good place to go.  But the funniest part?  They have a minister set up. And you just clicky click the minister to get the service going.  It's REALLY freaking funny!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/5980046799/" title="Free minister by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6145/5980046799_0465f25301.jpg" width="500" height="407" alt="Free minister"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Father Mosely: The couple are now going to register their partnership.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it's not unusual to have a prim minister because I wandered to another place and found this guy ready for action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/5980605446/" title="He'll cost you 500L by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6144/5980605446_341d23b6a0.jpg" width="500" height="394" alt="He'll cost you 500L"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He won't do the ceremony for less than $500L, though.  I guess to pay for that face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...I think we're definitely better staying on Bluebonnet for the wedding.  And hopefully our officiant won't be a noob.  Hopefully.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-2241898142690714339?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/2241898142690714339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=2241898142690714339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2241898142690714339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2241898142690714339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/07/pretty-sure-we-can-do-better.html' title='Pretty sure we can do better.'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6139/5980046819_05808ed961_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-2769382013841302453</id><published>2011-07-26T13:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T15:35:26.907-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='linden lab did it again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='profiles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new stuff'/><title type='text'>Hello, new profiles!</title><content type='html'>So Linden Lab rolled out their new SL profiles pages today.  I had been playing with the beta one for a bit and essentially it brings a little more social networking into our world.  Naturally this is cause for much alarm from some people because they really don't want to be social.  Hey, I get it.  I'm not always the most social person either!  There are some privacy settings, but not as many as people would like.  But maybe some of what I'm going to show here will help you out a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.  First, find your settings.  It looks like a wrench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/5979082982/" title="settings1 by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="settings1" height="224" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6133/5979082982_dc360792d6.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's going to allow you to do pretty much everything you want to do to your profile anyway, so you need to know where to find it.  As you can see, you can change your picture, edit your bio, all that good stuff that you used to have to log in world for.  Now if you want to handle things while you're out or at work or you don't want to log in because someone you dislike is online, you can do it all from the web.  I'm going to assume you know how to do all that, so we'll move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, go into the Privacy tab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/5978525191/" title="settings2 by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="settings2" height="282" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6004/5978525191_316f31d143.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These settings will allow you to lock things down to a friends list level, but no further than that at the moment.  It could change later, but for now, it is what it is.  As you can see by my settings, everyone in Second Life can see my wall and post on it, whether they're on my friends list or not.  I did change that to only letting my friends do that, once I thought about it a little more.  I have it set that everyone can see the basics of my profile, whether they're logged into Second Life/the SL website or not.  You, of course, may only want friends to see your profile.  Of course, if you're a blogger or a creator, you might not want to have your profile locked that far down, as I expect it might get troublesome.  And really, who is THAT flipping important that they have to lock their profile down that hard, am I right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt; There is a now a &lt;a href="https://jira.secondlife.com/browse/WEB-3965?"&gt;JIRA&lt;/a&gt; for allowing the option to not let anyone post to your profile.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT AGAIN&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;It's been handled!  You can choose now to not let ANYONE post on your profile!  Linden Lab DOES listen on occasion! :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now click on the notifications tab, because this is a biggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/5978525209/" title="settings3 by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="settings3" height="200" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6140/5978525209_2eaab4e1f5.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to be spammed to death with in world notifications of people posting on your profile or commenting on your posts &lt;b&gt;TURN IT OFF.&lt;/b&gt;  That's right, just clicky click and turn that mess off.  I have it set to email me when someone posts on my profile, but I think email notifications are broken anyway, since I haven't gotten any emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of dig the new profile set up.  I can post things and comment to others without ever having to see them in world [that social thing, you know], and I can handle my friends list online, which is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course if you just hate this, you don't want this, you can't even believe that Linden Lab would want people to be social, you can always just turn off all your notifications, use a third party viewer that still shows old style profiles, and never think about it again. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-2769382013841302453?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/2769382013841302453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=2769382013841302453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2769382013841302453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/2769382013841302453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/07/hello-new-profiles.html' title='Hello, new profiles!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6133/5979082982_dc360792d6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-3338731145215189132</id><published>2011-07-25T22:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T22:54:26.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>The last house?!</title><content type='html'>So Aldwyn was totally mean and went away on another trip today.  MEAN, I TELL YOU.  Yeah yeah, he'll be back on Wednesday, but that's not the POINT.  The point is that he left me. Hmmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was on my own today, I decided to work on wedding music.  I was kind of afraid that I wouldn't find a good "walk down the aisle" song since I gave "my" song to Rylan for her wedding. [Not that she knew that. It was like my private gift since I didn't think I'd ever get SL married.]  But as I was flipping around listening to music, I stumbled across something so very perfect!  Oh, I have to say, I have &lt;b&gt;dread&lt;/b&gt; for whoever we end up getting to DJ for us.  We could get married on a flat platform in the sky, with only two people in attendance, and I could wear a dress &lt;i&gt;off the rack&lt;/i&gt; and it wouldn't matter as long as the music was PERFECT.  Rylan and Sixx were pretty lenient with their music choices, as long as I played their song at the right times, but I'm afraid I'm not going to be that easygoing.  Not with the ceremony music, anyway.  The reception music will be mostly up to the DJ.  Mostly.  Probably.  Ugh.  Someone stop me from DJing this all myself. I will have other things to think about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so, while I was listening to music and stuff, Ulaa showed a picture of one of her new houses on plurk.  It's a rather large family style home, and I thought, "Oh, that might be what we use after we are married."  Then it struck me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house I'm in right now might be the last SLingle girl house I ever have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/5976494561/" title="OMG...wait... by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6141/5976494561_6b67b99ca1.jpg" width="410" height="500" alt="OMG...wait..."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I'm assuming Al is coming to live on Bluebonnet with me after the wedding. [No, we don't live together right now. I've been down the "live together first" road before and when we started seeing each other, I made a promise to myself that I wouldn't go down that road again!]  So given that after the wedding, the island will be non-beachy and we'll need a new house, this really might be my LAST SLingle girl house!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have to go lay down now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-3338731145215189132?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/3338731145215189132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=3338731145215189132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/3338731145215189132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/3338731145215189132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/07/last-house.html' title='The last house?!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6141/5976494561_6b67b99ca1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-5320827582669972265</id><published>2011-07-23T15:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T15:01:14.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plurk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><title type='text'>PLURK! COME BACK!</title><content type='html'>Wah!  Plurk is down!  It's been down FOREVERRRRRRRRR.  And from what I have heard, it's scheduled to be down until 5pm SLT.  CRY WITH ME, LOVES.  CRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I'm a little overdramatic.  But I do miss it.  I miss not being able to check in with people, especially on a Saturday when I have the day to myself.  It makes me do stupid poses and faces on top of the chair on my roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/5968253218/" title="I miss plurk when it's down!! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6143/5968253218_692f3f1585.jpg" width="500" height="360" alt="I miss plurk when it's down!!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you use Plurk?  I love it.  I have so much fun there and it's the best way to keep up with everyone at once.  I doubt people on my friends list would like me popping up in their IMs every few minutes with mundane things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Omg, starvin' like Marvin!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's really hot here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I keep putting my Lip Smackers on and licking my lips."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't understand why people charge so much for nothing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Haha! My cat fell off the table!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vague plurk is vague! Do it again, you whore, and see what happens!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?  Would that not drive you insane if I randomly came into your IM with it?  But on plurk, it's somehow more acceptable.   Maybe because we can mute plurks or unfollow people.  I unfollowed almost all of my list earlier this month because I knew I'd never be able to keep up while so much was going on.  Little by little, I'm re-following folks as things here calm down, but there are some that I only like to check in with periodically.  Hell, there are some that I should unfollow as it is because their plurks make me roll my eyes so hard, I'm almost in danger of losing them into the back of my head.  I doubt everyone on my list actually reads my random junk, so I figure it's all balanced out in the end. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Aldwyn and I have decided that we'll be having a forest wedding.  I have some ideas, and my part of Bluebonnet is going to be a MESS while we set up for the wedding.  I hope my renters don't mind that!!  But that's not for another month at least, after we go back to being a grassy sim in September.  The girl that I hope will be doing my dress just came back from her trip, so I'm going to throw about 20 pictures at her pretty soon.  I hope she's ready for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, really. Starvin' like Marvin.  I'm going to go eat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-5320827582669972265?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/5320827582669972265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=5320827582669972265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/5320827582669972265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/5320827582669972265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/07/plurk-come-back.html' title='PLURK! COME BACK!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6143/5968253218_692f3f1585_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-3712181408462621120</id><published>2011-07-21T02:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T02:09:47.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another regular night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aldwyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>You go, Glen Coco!</title><content type='html'>I was in a mood tonight.  Just a mood to have some fun, do something silly.  So I did what any good sim owner would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flooded the sim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/5959962221/" title="FLOOOOOODDDDDDDD!!!!!! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6147/5959962221_58ffc0289a.jpg" width="500" height="324" alt="FLOOOOOODDDDDDDD!!!!!!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldwyn had to put up with me laughing and laughing in his ear as I ran around without an AO, screaming "Save the meeroos!  Oh no!  Water damage in my house!  What will we doooo???"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To his credit, he didn't tell me to shut up.  And even more to his credit, he pulled out his coast guard boat and we sailed around after I raised the water even more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/5959962235/" title="The water is rising!! by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6013/5959962235_b3e5955044.jpg" width="500" height="362" alt="The water is rising!!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love a man who can play with me when I'm being completely stupid. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to give more of my attention to him this week when we are in SL together.  Not that he asked me to or anything like that, but I wanted to do it for me mostly.  There have been so many times in the past year when we simply haven't gotten to be together.  The more I started to think about the wedding, the more I realized that we haven't had the most normal of SL relationships.  Maybe that's why it works so well? :)  But there haven't been all the nights of slow dancing, or going to parties together, or posing for lots of photos, or things that most couples do.  We get busy with other things and other friends and so sometimes there hasn't been time for more than wishing each other goodnight.  It's definitely nobody's fault, it's just how we have been. :)  So this week, while we both have some free time, I've been devoting that time to him.  I certainly hope no one thinks that I'm ignoring them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the wedding.  Oh yes, I have been thinking about it. We talked about it for a while the other night.  I want to have it on Bluebonnet so I can spare anyone my Bridezilla wrath and design the venue and do all the terraforming and stuff like that.  Al is really awesome and he says whatever I want that will make me happy is what he wants, although I did tell him if he had ideas, he should tell me. [Of course, then he suggested an underwater wedding or one with a tardis and I almost called the whole thing off.]  I'm thinking we're going to do this in September.  I really don't want to push it out much further than that, but it's going to depend on RL commitments, how quickly I'm satisfied with the wedding venue, and when my dress will be completed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about wedding stuff makes me a bit giddy. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning an Old SLchool party in the next couple of weeks.  Tacky is the word for what I have planned, but I think everyone is going to love it.  Especially since when I brought it up on plurk, folks went nuts for the idea. :)  Most of us no longer go to clubs in SL.  At least, not like the way we used to as newbies - going to "Best In..." contests to attempt to win some money to fund the next contest outift, hoping that no one would start TPing in all their friends to vote for them at the last minute, putting your last $10L into the sploder in hopes that you win something back.  I've already started putting together the party area.  I think the structure is appropriately old school just on its own, but it will look better by the time I'm done with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really rambling and it's 4am.  It's time for bed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-3712181408462621120?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/3712181408462621120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=3712181408462621120' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/3712181408462621120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/3712181408462621120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-go-glen-coco.html' title='You go, Glen Coco!'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6147/5959962221_58ffc0289a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-982664239375591393</id><published>2011-07-16T19:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T19:56:55.782-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah blah blah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diaspora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kinect'/><title type='text'>Everyday I'm Shufflin'</title><content type='html'>I've had that Party Rockers song thing in my head today, hence today's blog title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH! HENCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/5944571655/" title="Everyday I'm shufflin' by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6128/5944571655_3ddb4ffbc5.jpg" width="500" height="480" alt="Everyday I'm shufflin'"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of us deleted our Google Plus accounts today.  It only took them 2 weeks to start pushing SL avatars out for being "fake."  Well, considering I've been Alicia Chenaux for almost 4 years, and that's what most of my friends know me as, it would be pretty silly for me to use Google Plus under my real world name.  Do some people know it?  Of course.  I have some SL friends on my RL Facebook.  They have allowed me to share in their lives beyond SL and that's pretty darn cool.  But that's a choice we made, not something that had to be forced under the threat that we might have our Google accounts suspended for being "fake."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it goes beyond Second Life.  There are MANY bloggers and other online personalities who choose to go by a nickname.  With identity theft so rampant, why the heck would you want to take the chance that some asshole with a computer and too much free time would read what you said, get butthurt, and choose to compromise your identity?  I chatted for years with people that I truly loved and some of them, I never knew a real name, or a last name.  It didn't matter. They weren't some video game character. They were, and some still are, my friends.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I left G+ today.  I did get an invite to &lt;a href="https://joindiaspora.com"&gt;Diaspora&lt;/a&gt;, which is similar to G+, still in its alpha stages, and seems to be more welcoming to avatars.  If you're interested in joining up, IM me with an email and I'll send you an invite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social networking aside, we got a Kinect recently.  HYSTERICAL!  Bouncing around trying to kick bubbles or whatever really made me laugh!  But it got me thinking.  Could I be in SL on the Kinect?  That would be AWESOME.  I would love to run around my island, or dance my own dances. [Not that I have much rhythm. Or energy.]  I could do my own stands, not be reliant on an AO!  I COULD ACTUALLY KICK AVATARS IN THE FACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone get on this! Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly should be doing something productive.  Or baking cinnamon rolls.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-982664239375591393?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/982664239375591393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=982664239375591393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/982664239375591393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/982664239375591393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/07/everyday-im-shufflin.html' title='Everyday I&apos;m Shufflin&apos;'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6128/5944571655_3ddb4ffbc5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1639577993851585768.post-6940701220832708307</id><published>2011-07-13T22:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T22:22:22.833-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah blah blah'/><title type='text'>Wall</title><content type='html'>So it's been a week since my dad's surgery and everything is pretty darn good.  I feel myself starting to lose some tension and smiling more than I have been in the past couple of months.  I've signed on to blog for a new monthly event [it's going to be awesome!!!] and I'm starting to think about wedding stuff.  I'm talking to someone now about making my wedding dress and she's amazing, so I know she will do a wonderful job when we really start designing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of yesterday decorating my new house.  Of course, then I spent today just sitting on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/aliciachenaux/5935586444/" title="Me and my bird by Alicia Chenaux, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6024/5935586444_61244bee84.jpg" width="500" height="436" alt="Me and my bird"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE places to sit inside!  Heck, I even have chairs to sit outside.  But I'm just chillin' on the wall.  With my bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what SLife is about, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think once a week I'm going to pick a new location to go to and then blog about it.  I really don't do much exploring these days, and that needs to change.  Plus it'll keep me from just sitting on my wall.  Do you guys have any suggestions of places I could go? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog post has taken forever to write because I keep watching Toddlers &amp; Tiaras and looking at myself. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1639577993851585768-6940701220832708307?l=aliciachenaux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/feeds/6940701220832708307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1639577993851585768&amp;postID=6940701220832708307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/6940701220832708307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1639577993851585768/posts/default/6940701220832708307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aliciachenaux.blogspot.com/2011/07/wall.html' title='Wall'/><author><name>Alicia Chenaux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651084537326600196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yH1e7axCoOY/TT-eDr9EVFI/AAAAAAAAArE/hQ64Nu85Q94/s220/plurkprofilepic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6024/5935586444_61244bee84_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
