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Baha is: bone anchored hearing aid.   I was against such a thing for years. I didn’t want surgery or a screw in my skull. But, folks, I have changed my mind! I got to try a BAHA band. The band is a head band that has a small processor with microphone that converts sound to [...]

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Behind

I have done virtually no sewing, very limited knitting, and even less cooking!  Glorious.  Yes, glorious save the looming holiday season.  I just realized today that Hanukkah starts Dec. 1 (immediately after Thanksgiving). Not a big deal right? It wouldn’t be if I was prepared.  I have a plan: 1. decorate for Christmas on Thanksgiving [...]

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good bye

It’s hitting me terribly hard today.  I have been crying on and off all morning. In the ocean I can see God.   I love the water almost as much as my family.  I can’t stop mourning this vile cruelty against the soothing habitat  God made for me. The swells ease my pain. From over 100 [...]

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Wild Horses

I am not a music snob.  I like pop songs, hip hop, old country.  I could listen to Moonlight Sonata repeatedly for hours at a time and I like Nirvana.  I grew up in TN near Nashville so music was always a part of my life.  My grandfather was in a band in the late [...]

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What am I doing?

Have you ever had one of those days?  The kind where no matter what’s going on you feel..off?    Perhaps you miss your exit off the freeway or put the milk away in the cupboard. Well, that’s happening to me today.  I meant to post how one can create  a pattern from an existing garment.  [...]

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Mum, Mommy, Mama, Mom…

Why is it some days no matter what I do I can’t even stop entertaining my child for the less than 2 min. it takes to throw the clothes in the washer to the dryer? We played hide and go seek, I tried to get her to do a puzzle with me, but alas, the [...]

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I suppose ameobas know  how to weather a rough patch in the sea. I am no stranger to these patches of turbulence, flotsam and jetsam.  When I am able to get up, brush off and stop feeling sorry for myself I find solace again in art, nature or work.

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