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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIHR3s_fyp7ImA9WhRbEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-513771630499707296</id><updated>2012-02-01T08:25:36.547-08:00</updated><category term="new home" /><category term="chaigha" /><category term="movies" /><category term="holidays" /><category term="liz" /><category term="entertainment" /><category term="family" /><category term="wedding" /><category term="religion" /><category term="new" /><category term="journaling" /><category term="nature" /><category term="chadd" /><category term="artichoke hearts" /><category term="decor" /><category term="love" /><category term="inspiration" /><category term="sister" /><category term="fashion" /><category term="gifting" /><category term="drinking" /><category term="sadness" /><category term="life" /><title>CHAIGHA</title><subtitle type="html">This blog is my place to discuss food, photography, dreams, love, living &amp;amp; hoping, creating and designing.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://chaigha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://chaigha.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/513771630499707296/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Leigha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03732446573092248630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="21" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JY2lW2AyIrE/TrhRaCoGiaI/AAAAAAAAAYo/rhfGDb-Tz4Y/s220/flower%2Bkid.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/Chaigha" /><feedburner:info uri="chaigha" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ACQ3Y_fyp7ImA9WhRVE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-513771630499707296.post-2802409998413168392</id><published>2012-01-12T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T12:22:42.847-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-12T12:22:42.847-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="decor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="new home" /><title>Can't get no....storage satisfaction</title><content type="html">We've lived in 4 places in the last year but now finally we are settling into our home and trying to solve the problem that is lack of storage. Specifically our bedroom closet is not big enough for both of our stuff so it's time to buy an armoire. These seem magical as a kid, a standing wardrobe big enough to hide in but I'm just finding that it's challenging to find one that isn't too big as it'll be taking up precious floor space and that looks good. Oh yeah, and at a deal as we are house rich, cash poor these days. &lt;br /&gt;
The PAX wardrobe system from Ikea seemed like an option but man is it BIG. Too big for us. &lt;br /&gt;
Scouring craigslist is a part time job these days.&lt;br /&gt;
We are also looking for storage shelves for our garage. We found some good ones at Ikea but they were and are still out of stock. We clearly aren't getting much satisfaction on the storage front. Crossing my fings that the perfect items are just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;
Any ideas are welcome...&lt;br /&gt;
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It feels like a meaningful relationship in my life has ended. One that needed to end but still, it's worth mourning over a little. I guess it would be harder if I didn't have to come back to work here. I can still have lunch at my usual Jaunts and stop by my old go-to stores on my way home from work. Driving down the streets near my old apartment feels extremely comfortable yet entirely changed. These aren't the streets I walk up and down on a lazy Sunday to the farmers or flea market anymore. I don't circle looking for parking on them and I will never serenade the neighborhood drunkenly with my sister again. &lt;br /&gt;
We've been so busy setting up our new home that I've barely thought of our old neighborhood, but&amp;nbsp;like the other significant places of my past, I can always picture them in my minds eye. I loved you old neighbs. Thanks for being so good to us, for having nice restaurants, colorful &amp;amp; festival parades, good shops and lots of clubs. &lt;br /&gt;
It'll be awhile till I forget how hard city living can be - not to mention expensive. You are always on your toes and never have enough space to spread out. Outdoor living is limited and traffic is a constant. I'll wear my time here like a&amp;nbsp;badge of honor, made of rainbow thread and glitter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/513771630499707296-6746528904327894677?l=chaigha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Saturday we got some breakie and headed to Lowe's for appliances. We ended up with a fridge and washer/dryer from another store and it's going to be delivered tomorrow. Our first NEW appliances! So excited and slightly holding my breath in anticipation that they actually fit. &lt;br /&gt;
Yesterday the movers showed up with all of our stuff that had been stored and wow, do we have a lot of shit. It all seems so unneeded now.. Goodwill is going to be loving us soon!&lt;br /&gt;
Thanks to our awesome family we got sooo much done. Most of our&amp;nbsp;things are in place&amp;nbsp;~ the tree is up (fake) next year the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;
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I can't wait to share pics but now, I gotta make that money so we can pay our mortgage!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was off work a little earlier than usual yesterday so we went on a hiking exploration. C’s been wanting to find a way into the Beverly Glen Canyon reservoir for a while and yesterday we found our way. We parked in a cul de sac and made our way up a steep, grassy hill. At the top was a trail and spectacular views for 360 degrees. You could see the city, the valleys between canyons and the huge reservoir. It was breathtaking. We hiked around and came upon a bench overlooking the whole reservoir. On the bench, we found a pouch with a journal and pens. The book and bench were placed there by a guy named David who use to come to this spot with his dog Zephyr. In 1996 he buried Zephyrs ashes under the bench he brought there in his memory. He’s on his 12&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; journal now that people who’ve been lucky enough to come across this spot have written in. I live to find magical places and experiences like this.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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~ this season --&amp;nbsp;the food, sounds of holidays songs, family gatherings, thoughfulness we show eachother, cold evenings cuddled up close. &lt;br /&gt;
~ my husband. his touch, sound, smell, laugh and spirit.&lt;br /&gt;
~ voices of florence &amp;amp; the machine, mumford &amp;amp; sons, and adele who all play my heartstrings&lt;br /&gt;
~ the human spirit. our ability to rise &amp;amp; fall and rise again. to create, love, forgive, see beyond the bleakness and soar with hope and conviction.&lt;br /&gt;
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Luckily my husband was less fazed than myself and helped me see that this was the push we needed to start our house hunt.&lt;br /&gt;
It's been three months and 3 weeks since we received that call. 3 of those months spent living with my mom while we hunted and hunted. At times it felt hopeless, where was our house?!? Other times, moments of elation only to find out there was another offer on house after condo. 3 weeks ago we had 3 back offers on places that were just good enough but still not our 'dream'. We were in a state of settling. Manufacturing to much happiness but it wasn't natural, they weren't the ones. Then a chance spotting of a house that I'd been seeing on my web searches but hadn't made the push to see in person until we ended up on the same street looking at a different house. Out of the corner of our eye we recognized it and walked over with our agent who had her supra with her. Luckily the house was empty and she got us in then and there. Walking through the house we just knew. This was THE ONE. In our price range, totally redone, had the features the were at the top of our list...attached garage, en suite bath, washer dryer and backyard. WE'LL TAKE IT! Actually, we wouldn't. It already had another offer, a cash offer and they were moving quick. FUCK! Now what. That WAS the house. Like, the one. &lt;br /&gt;
Well if you know me, you know I don't take No easily. Our poor Realtor was doing her best to distract us. Took us out to see 20 (TWENTY!) houses a few days later and they were all No's and if anything just made it harder to forget about the house. The one that had YES written all over it. That was the one!.&lt;br /&gt;
We kept sneaking that house into conversations and subtly reminding her to follow up and call, just in case. &lt;br /&gt;
Well the next day I got a call from her at 8am. She'd never called us that early and I knew or maybe just hoped. Either way, I was too scared to answer. When I called her back it was true, the buyer had changed his mind last minute and we were in the front spot to make an offer. Moving with lightning speed we submitted our offer and it was accepted that day. &lt;br /&gt;
Today is 3 weeks later. We've had inspections, requested a few repairs, contingency's have been removed and tomorrow is our final walk through. &lt;br /&gt;
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The house is ours!! The one that makes the last months all OK and worth it!!! I am more than thrilled that we get to live in the house that we wanted and that I have such a wonderful person to share it with. &lt;br /&gt;
We are so thankful of the family members that helped us out in our time of need. Especially my mom who opened up her home to us while we searched.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and these are only a few of the kitchens i'm loving...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;our new house is amazing and i can't wait to get in there &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but until then it's impossible to stop thinking about decorating and the kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;especially keeps begging for new direction (pic below)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;right now it looks a bit like a lawyers executive offer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;dark, wood cabinets and a very run of the mill granite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9xGWhvpStbg/Trr_s1n20pI/AAAAAAAAAak/DvGeEJnRP6M/s1600/kitchen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm dreaming of an over hall which neither my budget or hubby will allow so until then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;dreaming, dreaming....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i would love a farm sink, maybe white counters, open shelving among other things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but at first i'll have to settle for new hardware and some paint treatment on the cabinets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UtKgI-fNl-w/Trr7CvQzL6I/AAAAAAAAAac/m0wZqPX8rps/s1600/chalk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UtKgI-fNl-w/Trr7CvQzL6I/AAAAAAAAAac/m0wZqPX8rps/s320/chalk.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i love the idea of chalkboard paint somewhere in the house, maybe the dining area &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;THIS IS OUR KITCHEN: nice but fussy and too dark -- what would you do to it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and i do realize that this is an amazing kitchen to even have but this blog is for dreaming and decor wishing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;not judging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WWIOy5ERIi4/Trr1ECLHHbI/AAAAAAAAAZc/CO8Zt9IEcpw/s1600/curtain+lace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WWIOy5ERIi4/Trr1ECLHHbI/AAAAAAAAAZc/CO8Zt9IEcpw/s320/curtain+lace.jpg" width="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the romance and promise of this lace curtain is quite breath taking to me. &lt;br /&gt;
maybe it's a piece of lace that you inherited from your grandmothers lovingly handmade hands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i especially love the ease with which it hangs, not too fussy or worried about the perfect length etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Cm5r_dK1vs/Trr1HDqp_PI/AAAAAAAAAZk/OOg9tdTv8Aw/s1600/silk+wall+color.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Cm5r_dK1vs/Trr1HDqp_PI/AAAAAAAAAZk/OOg9tdTv8Aw/s320/silk+wall+color.jpg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i saw this last night when i was in bed with my iPad doing my nightly blog check &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and it caught my eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it reminds me of a silk tie dyed scarf and i just know my mother-in-law could recreate this look &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;if the hubs gave me approval. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it's a little too rusty burn out for me though, i'd tone it down a little and make it less colorful but keep the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;romance of it. lots of candles in this room would be necessary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U9t26g24Vxc/Trr1H9ge5nI/AAAAAAAAAZs/aQu6TDEk3Uc/s1600/wood+light.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U9t26g24Vxc/Trr1H9ge5nI/AAAAAAAAAZs/aQu6TDEk3Uc/s320/wood+light.jpg" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;maybe i'm just being cocky here but i really think i could make this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;tree branch lamp better than this picture shows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i this the cord looks sloppy in this picture, i would wrap it better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but the rustic handmade yet functional look is attractive to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IY7zEsDG2ao/Trr1L370dYI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/PJ_EiYRGfBY/s1600/soap+disp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IY7zEsDG2ao/Trr1L370dYI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/PJ_EiYRGfBY/s320/soap+disp.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;definitely gonna get this soap dispenser from good ole target!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/513771630499707296-2249211907107819609?l=chaigha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you're like me and find yourself in front of a computer for many hours a day then you too have probably started shopping more and more online.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanted to share some of the helpful hints I've learned over the past few online lovin' years.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First, get yo' self an amazon account. When you do a search in Amazon, sort your results by free SUPER saver shipping. Basically what this means is anything you buy that offers this will ship for free as long as the total is over $25. Because Amazon remembers what you've added into your basket as long as you're logged in, I just keep adding until I reach $25 and then place my order. Sometimes it takes me a few months but it's always worth the free shipping and most items I order aren't time sensitive. Another reason to start shopping early.&amp;nbsp; Also, on the front page of Amazon is the daily deal. Check it out daily to see&amp;nbsp;if it's something you can check off your list!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I usually do a big Macy's online order every year. They have really great sales online and you can usually qualify for free shipping as well. For me, Macy's in store shopping&amp;nbsp;is about shoes and purses but if I go online it's so much easier to browse all the departments.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you shop at Sephora for the makeup lovers in your life MAKE SURE you sign up/into your account when you log out because once you earn 500 points you get a free gift and sometimes it's a really great one. It's always nice to get a goodie for yourself when you're being Santa for everyone else.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you haven't heard of &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slickdeals.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.slickdeals.net&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; check it out. It's updated daily by people that have come across a great deal out there and feel the need to share. This is a good place to look for the men in your life. Tools, techi's etc are frequently featured. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My last helpful hint is to trade in mileage points that you aren't using for magazine subscriptions for loved ones. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When all else fails Cash is king, Gas cards are always needed and a few scratch it tickets can round out a light gift.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Shopping and please share your own helpful hints!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/513771630499707296-2088809976401835642?l=chaigha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;At the time it seemed like I was finding such great information all over the interwebs&amp;nbsp;that I&amp;nbsp;wanting to&amp;nbsp;compile them into one master list but&amp;nbsp;I keep veering off the listed path onto telling stories and sharing my thoughts and dreams. Didn't really fit into all the La Mia Lista promised (that and the iPhone supports screen shots of pages you want to turn into pictures and never forget). Scrapped La Mia and started www.beachwoodliving.blogspot.com which was about the very short *read 3 months* that we lived in Beachwood canyon and the projects and fun we had there.&amp;nbsp;Now that that phase of life has ended this&amp;nbsp;girl still wants to blog and through it all I've just wanted a place to share the stories of my life. Where I've gone, what I tasted, the feeling felt and dreams dreamt. If you care to follow the stories of my life you will find them here on my original blog &lt;a href="http://www.chaigha.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.chaigha.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. You will still find stories of decorating as we've just bought our first home and move in less than 3 weeks!!&amp;nbsp; You may find a blog containing my life lists and if you are patient probably even a crack or two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks for witnessing my life. Feel free to interact through comments, suggestions and follows. I'd love to make a new best friend through my&lt;/span&gt; site! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/513771630499707296-2697596664595727691?l=chaigha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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She has all the cool friends and can shop a mixture of vintage and new, putting it together just so nothing looks off the rack. She dates the drama leads and football players but is nice to the nerds and makes them feel like they may have a chance (though they don't). Her uncle is an producer and in the summers she gets to PA on his movies but really all she has to do is make sure the stars are comfortable and have someone to talk toand a drink in hand. Mostly she just raids the wardrobe racks. She could drive a new car but prefers her old bug with a rebuilt engine that she had made into a convertable. She has a younger sister who just doesn't seem to get it but she incorporates her into all her plans and considers her the best friend she'll ever have. Charli is happy laying in the grass without a blanket down or doing yoga but can handle herself among her parents friends at the country club just as well. Her birthmark only adds to her beauty and she wears it proudly, "who wants to look like everyone else? not me, that's boring" she says. She doesn't have a myspace because she'd rather be in person to communicate with her friends. When she wants to be social she has her friends over for slumber parties and sometimes they go out to Malibu or Los Feliz but most of time they stay in and remake their favorite movie scenes for 'fun' and post them to their monetized you tube site. They donate the money they make to help inner city arts programs flourish. &lt;br /&gt;When its time for cocktails she orders hers with a sugar rim and seductively licks sugar off before every sip. Her favorite purse is a white vintage clutch that all her girlfriends 'kissed' with different color fabric paint. &lt;br /&gt;This year, Charli is in charge of decorating for the prom and can't decide on a theme because she's into the green movement but thinks its a bit overdone so she's thinking of having a set decorator recreate the Hollywood walk of fame on the venues floor with each graduating student getting a star with their name on it that they can take home and having all the chaperones dress as different period movie stars. They've also decided that having a king and queen are too elitist and should be boycotted this year for a more fun feel. This is the last year of high school and it's gonna be great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/513771630499707296-516763392649447193?l=chaigha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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