New Leaves

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I have fingernails. Yes, I was born with them. Yet, I am suprised. I have spent the past three years trimming my nails for my job. I no longer have a job in the food industry. I can actually grow my nails. They are coming back quite nicely.

I fear to jinx the next part.

So is my hair. Yeah sure, I'm sure that Psyche, Legend, Dustbuffalo, and Calima spent a long time remembering me after I departed their homes leaving a little present behind. My hair still falls out at a rate that is sure to cause me wrinkles between my eyes for the amount of times I've examined the loss. But as long as it doesn't look thin or stringy (like it did when I cut it all off) I shall continue to grow it. It's already past the shoulders. And... it's curly. Where the *&&^^ curly hair came from is beyond me. It was wavy. But it's plainly curly. Anyhow, middle of the back is the longest I can hope for. No more hair to the behind for me. Though, I miss it. It's just not likely.

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The first month that Mike and I have spent together has come to an end, and thankfully, I can see progress, and hope. I swear, not having a fridge or stove really puts a cramp in your style. We would have been fine if someone would have said, 'hey, you are going to spend a month without a stove and fridge.' Then, we could have planned. But it just kept coming as, 'We're getting it tommorow, Saturday, Thursday, Next week.... Never. Oh, wait, there it is!' Just as we were preparing to spend the kids' Christmas money on a stove and fridge.

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I apologize that the previous entry may have been perceived as whiney or melodramatic. That wasn't my intent. I'm actually to the point where you get so much crap from a situation, that you are just ready to be done with it. I am done with the "Lynn Situation," and am completely free. Sad, but it happened, now it's over, and I'm moving on. It's time. I've got a lot to do.

I do appreciate the hugs and comments, they do make me smile. :)

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I am in danger of becoming a burrito.

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Also, it appears that I may not be getting internet for another month. Bleah. But alas, Christmas is very important. So, I'll continue coming to the library to check in.

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Good news is that the muse is around. I spotted her lurking in the spot where I unpacked my computer and have yet to set her up. When I do set her up, I believe I will start writing again. Thoughts and dreams have been coming to me rampantly.

I need to get more memory for my computer so that I can give her the updated software that I need so that I can finish my last writing project. I have someone who is supposed to come over to help me with the computer.

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My friend Tracey is due in March with her baby girl. I am knitting a blanket for her. I like knitting... sometimes. But it isn't going quickly enough for me. As far as the finished product... knitted baby blankets are fantastic. They feel divine, they look phenomenal. But I find that I am just someone that prefers crocheting.

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I am getting old and set in my ways.

Posted by hawkie at December 1, 2005 03:37 PM