And it came to pass....

As with all things misunderstood in my tiny world the solution to regain balance comes with spice, sugar, flour and eggs or in clear language....baking. The last week has been.....unsettling but profitable in the baking sense. The constant, unrelenting Migraines, nausea and insomnia brought on perhaps by the erratic barometric pressure has brought me to the oven over and over....Today let me introduce you to Caramel shortbread millionaire squares, sweet potato pie, (the one I ate yesterday spoke....do over) and pumpkin loaf, pumpkin soup and pumpkin cheese cake. I pray this trend is NOT trending but ending as next week brings a close in depth, compassionate discussion about....Wheat Belly with Dr.I am here for you.....%$#@ still laughing. I SO kill me.

WTH....again

Wish I was here.....Another $#@%^%$# Migraine. I am without explanation. For the 4th day in a row I have woken to a migraine. Weather change?? detoxing?? beyond caring....off to swimming to wash it away and get out of the house for the first time in 7 days.......more later.....

Hard to say goodbye

I struggle with my own form of hoarding...that which involves my art. I agonize over selling my original pieces feeling anxious that I can never repeat that piece again. The reality of it is that I would never want to copy it and work hard at making something unique. Today, I parted with my Nude Polymer Ladies, tonight I miss them.

The best part

The beading was fun. The girl talk was even better and the daily lunches were such a treat for me. The best part, I must admit was the feeling of smug freedom I felt when the Slaves car left the driveway laden with my families wrapped Christmas presents. YES, Dear Reader you heard it right....my Christmas shopping is finished, wrapped and delivered and it is only November 13th......bliss....sit with me....have coffee...relax.

Yes it is happening here also....snowsnowsnow in a month reserved for Christmas shopping, lunching with the ladies and putting out the outside decorations we have THIS. Thank goodness it waited for the Sweat Shop closing yesterday or The Slave and I would have been v...e...r...y... unhappy. The month workload total yesterday was 85 ladies bracelets and 30 unisex bracelets. 72 ounces of Baileys was consumed along with 3 boxes of Purdeys, 2 large (3 in a bag) bags of Cheesies, 1 box of Pringles, 1 large box of Clodhoppers, 2 boxes of 75 bar Cadbury's, and 1 bunch of grapes. The cleanse begins tomorrow....full frontal Atkins...caution signs currently being printed. Be afraid...very afraid.

Pressing on

Five days in .....the Sweat Shop has produced 38 bracelets.....50 more to go. No two are alike and sadly I want to keep all of them. Pics to follow when I can find my camera.... somewhere in the bead soup.

What a nite

Glued as most to the weather channel worried about our friends in Wilmington and Manhattan. The power of the Earth Mother is fierce and deserves our awe not only our reverence. Keep us posted peeps. We realize some of you are on the move to higher ground and some house bound with generators. Praying all of you are safe.