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It's time for a change. Think of it as UncertainVoyage 1.0

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my life or at least a fair imitation

Wishing only wounds the heart.

Oh, how deeply it does.

It's happening. I'm losing someone very dear to me.

Denial isn't working anymore.

I've never been much good at reality.

Sure ain't no Florence Nightingale...

If a cop calls you at home it's never good. I don't know why I didn't pick up on this when he identified himself. Uh, oh something not good is coming. Nope, not me. No clue.

My better half was struck by a car yesterday morning while on his way to work.

Thankfully he's OK. Well, if 'OK' can include a broken collar bone, painfully bruised ribs, injured hand and a twisted ankle.

When we finally got him home, I helped him upstairs to bed and tried to help him get as comfortable as possible. Frankly, I was reluctant to touch him anywhere because he was hurting so badly and you could tell. That scared me more than anything all morning.

I finally decided that I could touch his head. I leaned forward to give him a hug and speak quietly to him. He looked so uncomfortable and in pain. Finally, he said through gritted teeth, "Your leaning on my collar bone".

Florence Nightingale I'm not.

I'm determined to make friends ...

with my sewing machine. I've taken it back to the repair shop (sigh) and signed up for lessons at a local sewing business (or is that shop?). Dunno.

We simply trade baleful looks right now. I'm convinced my sewing machine no longer works because it's tired of working with an amateur. See! It's sooo judgemental, er temperamental. I do have to admit that I might be a challenge too. Especially when my better half asks "Should the machine sound that way when you sew?"

I'll keep you posted. You've been warned....

Doesn't this make you smile?

Isn't this wonderful? I was was enchanted by this sweet bunny wreath. It was created by the talented felt artist Odile Gova. She deservedly won first place in the The One of a Kind Easter Bunny Competition. There are much better photos of her creation on flickr.

p.s. Apologies for the poor photo. (Yes, I took photos at the show. My addled brain decided that it was OK in a common area but not in the booths. Huh? Thank goodness I was discrete! lol. The photo police is the last thing I needed.) I'm using the camera on my phone which is handy but not great quality.

Our camera recently went kaput. Anyone have a suggestion/recommendation for a new one?

Missed you too

“Life is all about timing... the unreachable becomes reachable, the
unavailable become available, the unattainable... attainable. Have the patience,
wait it out It's all about timing.”
~ Stacey Charter

Why is it possible to create the perfect blog entry in your head? Yet draw a complete blank when your fingers touch the keyboard. I had the perfect post to explain my recent absence.

It's apparent that I've been otherwise occupied given my lack of posts. Where have I been? I won't bore you will the specific details. Be grateful. Let's just say the last 12 months has been a tumultuous and unsettling experience.

I work at a computer all day and in recent weeks it was the very last thing I wanted to do when I finally had some free time. No blogging, no reading my favorite blogs, no local group participation (or very minimal) and not a whole lotta email either. So if I owe you an email, I'll be caught up soon.

I'm astonished that it has been almost two months since my last post. It doesn't seem that long.
I've spent the last couple of weeks catching up with my favorite blogs and friends. I've decided to adjust my priorities as they have gone wildly askew.

“Problems arise in that one has to find a balance between what people need from you and what you need for yourself”
~ Jessye Norman

Believe me when I say that I have missed you too.

Buy a toddler an apple...at your own risk

I adore the yummy apples from the Bruce County company and they have become a 'must stop' when I go to the semi annual One of a Kind Sale.


I spent a blissful afternoon at the show today. I decided to purchase some apples as a special easter treat for my guys.

When I got home I let my little guy select the apple he wanted after dinner. I sliced it into pieces only to discover that he didn't like the caramelly, cinnamon goodness on the outside. He would only eat the apple, however, he had to take a bite out of every single slice. Don't you just love kids?