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Tuesday Tales, Where Does Love Bloom?

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Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week our group writes to the teasing word, bloom. Fro m Steal My Heart , a new WIP for a new series. The girls placed new tablecloths on a few tables in the tasting room. Rich color accentuated the wood plank walls. Their business already looked like something from a wine cellar. Expanding upon the current theme should be simple enough. However the girls had plenty to talk with Brent about regarding his suggestions and what could be done in their planned renovations. With the closed sign displayed for a few hours, the girls focused on the questions they had for Brent, prepped a few of their favorite food items, and set a few bottles of wine out for him to choose from. Nixie suddenly stopped, giving Carolyn a befuddled look. “Do grapes actually bloom?” A knock sounded on their front door, interrupting her reply. “Look, you really are nervous, you can’t even remember about our prime ingredient. That’s your queue. Why don’t you go let our gu

Tuesday Tales, the Eye of the Tiger...

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Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week our group writes to the teasing word, Tiger. Fro m Steal My Heart , a new WIP for a new series. "Who needs a tiger when we have a cougar?" Nixie wrinkled her nose never taking her eyes off the beautiful woman and her obviously younger companion. “What am I doing wrong?” “You aren’t wrong, absolutely nothing is wrong with you. Will you be easier on my poor best friend?” Carolyn snacked on popcorn, staring into the tiger enclosure. “You had a great idea to come to the zoo, it’s been way too long. I guess I’ve been way too stressed out.” “Nothing like childhood to bring a smile, huh?” Finally turning around away from the snuggling couple, she snagged a few pieces of popcorn from Carolyn’s bucket. “Today, we don’t think about men, wine, money, business, or being an adult. We pretend we are young again, when these creatures fascinated us.” “We are supposed to not think about men when you just described them perfectly? Yo

Abnormal Collagen Metabolism

My Heart's All a-Flutter...Just Out of My Grasp

Leflunomide - DMARD 101

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Ahoy Fellow Fathomers...My life took a turn a few years ago when I became sick and started a quest to find out what was wrong. Several doctors, tests, and what seems gallons of blood later returns the result as Rheumatoid Arthritis, commonly referred to as RA. Swelling between thumb and first finger web RA frequently attacks more than joints in the body. According to rheumatology.org : What is rheumatoid arthritis? Swelling below my ankle bone RA is a chronic (long-term) disease that causes pain, stiffness, swelling and limited motion and function of many joints. While RA can affect any joint, the small joints in the hands and feet tend to be involved most often. Inflammation sometimes can affect organs as well, for instance, the eyes or lungs. The stiffness seen in active RA is most often worst in the morning. It may last one to two hours (or even the whole day). Stiffness for a long time in the morning is a clue that you may have RA, since few other arth

Tuesday Tales is Stiff!

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Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week our group writes to the teasing word, flexible. Fro m Steal My Heart , a new WIP for a new series. “So, how are the numbers looking?” Anxiously sitting on the front of the chair seat, Carolyn leaned forward practically against the accountant’s desk. “No pressure, but, we’ve got some plans.” Placing her hand against Carolyn’s bicep, Nixie eased her backward. “Don’t attack the accountant. You’re so rigid, what’s wrong with your muscles?” Squeezing up and down her arm, she couldn’t find any relaxed spots. “I’m as flexible as a Barbie doll.” Shrugging off her friend’s grip, she shifted back into the chair. “I’m nervous, that’s it.” “Ladies, profits are looking good.” Smiling, she tapped the paperwork in front of her. “I don’t see why you shouldn’t apply for the business loan for renovations.” “Seriously? That’s incredible!” “Have you decided what you want to do?” The girls looked at each other, then, back to the accountant