My dearest friends and other interesting creatures,
Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to keep my mouth closed when I think I’m so clever this minute? 😁
It occured to me about a week ago that Victoria would no longer be a teenager after her 20th birthday yesterday, so singing “You just an adult dirt bag baby!” gave me great joy. Seriously the things that amuse me. To be fair, Victoria did smile.
Congratulations on beating teenage pregnancy! Less appreciation, but still. I clearly at least gave her birthday great thought!
Happy birthday my darling. I love you so very much.
Every August I invite individuals identifying as female, to share my digital space. If you would like to write a piece in the form of a blog or have me interview you via email (or in-person 😉) – all in celebrating the essence of being a woman – please join in. On condition that your contribution is authentic, 🌿any and all subjects🌿 are welcome. Besides giraffes, I’m rather fond of men, so no generalised male-bashing, please.
Shameless self-promotion so, I will be linking your post on my site, back to your blog, and/or any other social media platforms you provide. Around 350 words and a picture relating to your piece, or a snappy of the Author. Anonymous posts will be considered.
If this appeals to you, please mail your contributions to email@example.com 🌱 I love doing this annually and look forward to hearing from you.
I remember my first panic attack at six years of age, vividly. Yes, I’m on meds. Yes, I have a therapist… No, I don’t judge you because you once didn’t call your overbearing Mom till after you had a glass of wine. I too am an overbearing mom. #originalcast
I embraced a suggestion from my BFF, Wilhelm see Will’s Tasty Treats (over 15 years of sincere friendship and ample kicking of my ass) to help deal with the excessive anxiety I’ve been dealing with lately.
There is a new Chicken in town, roasting at The Wedge Shopping Centre. Roasting Jacks opened late 2018 and their succulent offering is available both during lunch and at supper time. While you can pick up your Chick (or have it delivered via UberEats) and get on your bike, I would encourage you to sit down in the attractive dark wood, naked bulb Bistro.
I love anything personalised. From my car number plate to my coffee mug and random T-shirts were thrown in. Let’s just say I was that kid at school that did not mind putting their name on every, single, pen, pencil, eraser …
There may be some deep psychological issues for that.
A year or so back, I was thrilled to receive a Lego custom made purple haired #minime from Mini-Me. My #minime gets around. 😊 That girl loves an outing!
1. I love watching Queer Eye🥂. I cry at the end of almost every episode. I’ve learned about the French tuck, the crisscross of walking in heels (with a touch of bend and snap 😊), and if you open your heart and mind… there are circles of love everywhere.
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You crave chaos. You’re happiest when the world is in an uproar. You thrive on madness. Even when your magic is at its best when it’s the catalyst to confusion. You still can’t admit this?
– A.G. Howard