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Waking Up With Thumbs: Self-portrait Series Plate IV
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Waking Up With Thumbs. If you'd never seen them before, you might think they were useless. Tuesday, June 5, 2012. Self-portrait Series Plate IV. I like to call this, "I just need to make it to Tuesday". Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). BraveTart: How to Measure a Cup of Flour. While measuring flour with a kitchen scale will always be the most accurate method, for those still baking with cups, how you measure the flour can make a . How to color outside the lines. Always be closing the tab. Mindfulness&...
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Waking Up With Thumbs: Memorial Day
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Waking Up With Thumbs. If you'd never seen them before, you might think they were useless. Monday, May 28, 2012. I sit on the patio at Starbucks. Freedom tastes like an iced Americano. Bitter and sweet. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Share and Enjoy: The post They’re relentless! Appeared first on Indexed. If it’s Friday this must be New Orleans. Everything You Can Do With Panko Bread Crumbs. What's a casserole without a light, crispy topping? Hardly worth its oven space, I'd say. Enter light, cr...
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Waking Up With Thumbs: April 2012
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Waking Up With Thumbs. If you'd never seen them before, you might think they were useless. Tuesday, April 10, 2012. I Painted a Day Once. Beneath yellow walls,. I sat cross-legged,. As the sun rose. Only a glow shined,. Behind morning fog,. As steady she climbed. Awaken, dear girl. Your room is sunny,. When the world is cold". By the pond, I sit. Fight the mist to breathe. Gasping new blossoms,. Startling the bees,. The crickets all cheer,. Fuck all this dampness! Black night sky,. The fog a memory,.
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Waking Up With Thumbs: I Painted a Day Once
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Waking Up With Thumbs. If you'd never seen them before, you might think they were useless. Tuesday, April 10, 2012. I Painted a Day Once. Beneath yellow walls,. I sat cross-legged,. As the sun rose. Only a glow shined,. Behind morning fog,. As steady she climbed. Awaken, dear girl. Your room is sunny,. When the world is cold". By the pond, I sit. Fight the mist to breathe. Gasping new blossoms,. Startling the bees,. The crickets all cheer,. Fuck all this dampness! Black night sky,. The fog a memory,.
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Waking Up With Thumbs: February 2012
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Waking Up With Thumbs. If you'd never seen them before, you might think they were useless. Wednesday, February 29, 2012. Straighten Up, Kate. This week's lesson in mindfulness. A few minutes ago, I was a beaten, tired, even sullen, woman. I have had a terrible few days of travel and training, very taxing and difficult on my spirit. But I committed to this exercise, and while I'm tired, I still deserve to recap the last week's lesson and receive a new one. It brings me back to the fundamentals of the comm...
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Waking Up With Thumbs: March 2012
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Waking Up With Thumbs. If you'd never seen them before, you might think they were useless. Thursday, March 29, 2012. Raise Your Hand If You Like Pot Bellies - Raise IT! You know what, kids? I'm letting go of something. I understand - from Maria DeMedeiros' character in Pulp Fiction, at least - that some societies find pot bellies sexy. Let's make ours one of them. Wednesday, March 28, 2012. Adrienne Rich Dives One Last Time. Diving Into the Wreck. First having read the book of myths,. There is a ladder.
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Waking Up With Thumbs: Adrienne Rich Dives One Last Time
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Waking Up With Thumbs. If you'd never seen them before, you might think they were useless. Wednesday, March 28, 2012. Adrienne Rich Dives One Last Time. Diving Into the Wreck. First having read the book of myths,. And loaded the camera,. And checked the edge of the knife-blade,. The body-armor of black rubber. The grave and awkward mask. I am having to do this. Not like Cousteau with his. Abroad the sun-flooded schooner. There is a ladder. The ladder is always there. Close to the side of the schooner.
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Waking Up With Thumbs: May 2012
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Waking Up With Thumbs. If you'd never seen them before, you might think they were useless. Monday, May 28, 2012. I sit on the patio at Starbucks. Freedom tastes like an iced Americano. Bitter and sweet. Wednesday, May 16, 2012. Does absence make the heart grow fonder when your blogger goes AWOL for a while? I'm sorry, things have been really crazy and I've been exploring other expressive outlets over the past few months. I probably miss you more than you miss my blathering anyway. It's an interesting exe...
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Waking Up With Thumbs: August 2011
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Waking Up With Thumbs. If you'd never seen them before, you might think they were useless. Monday, August 22, 2011. If I Had a New Bicycle or Piano or Friend, even. Not all excitement dies with age. Recently, Dad got a new bicycle. He was tickled pink at the carbon fiber frame and snazzy components. It was a new toy, and we all love that feeling! What changes over time is not that you love a new toy, but what level of toy excites you this much. I want a piano. Thursday, August 11, 2011. It's comparable f...
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Waking Up With Thumbs: November 2011
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Waking Up With Thumbs. If you'd never seen them before, you might think they were useless. Monday, November 28, 2011. Monsters Under My Bed. No one even knows I'm here. I'm way the hell out in this park. He took a few steps toward me, and I tried not to run the other way. miraculously I found my feet heading towards him instead, with every fiber of my being screaming at them,. Stop right this instant! You're going to get us kidnapped by a hobo! Here it is,. Monday, November 21, 2011. I have to say, Washi...
