Carry your licence with you at all times, people, because, apparently, showing your iPhone Facebook Profile Pic is not a viable form of identification when stopped by the police. Continue reading
It’s not going to make me appear any more normal, but I woke up out of a dead sleep saying “Just shut your mouth and grab the rope, Bill Cosby!” and for whatever reason, that made me laugh and laugh and laugh. (Note: do not take two-years-expired cold medicine, no matter how badly you want to sleep.) Continue reading
Seeing as last Friday, Chanel and I broke all the rules, I’ve decided today’s post will just be a good old fashioned question-day, not even a one word only one, but a true question/answer format. So c’mon, man, let’s play! Continue reading
I see the thin, glowing line of this season of our lives stretching out. I see a season of so many exciting firsts, and the ache of lasts… Continue reading
“You are Wild,” said the Wind. “You are untamed; vibrant and wild and alive and dangerous. You are your own kind of beauty, with vibrant colours and deep, dark swatches of reds. You are life and wisdom, foolishness and uncertainty. You are alive and you are hope.” Continue reading
I never knew that I could be forgiven so much, respected so much, loved or believed in so much.
I never knew that I was capable of such a depth of love. And hope. And certainty. Continue reading
I can’t even afford botox so I’m gonna have to hit myself just enough to cause slight swelling. Continue reading
The note said, “Here is the road you must take. Be joyful and at peace.” This journey I am on is not about me. It is me. Continue reading
Please, don’t be jealous of my lavishly-fancy lifestyle. Continue reading
I’m in this amazing time of life where somehow, I’m completely surrounded by women. Incredible women who inspire me to press on into life and who allow me to inspire them, in return. Here is an exceptionally long post in which I try to honour them. Continue reading
…pushing the snooze button and begging time to mysteriously stand still for just a few more minutes. It hasn’t happened yet…. Continue reading
I once ate a live snail, picked straight from the swamp. We should stop talking about it because now I’ve got that terrible feeling that a snail lives inside me all over again… Continue reading
“Are you, by any chance, a psycho axe murderer who is attempting to abduct strangers into your vehicle/who is planning to slice my throat while I drive you to the next mutually-agreeable location?” Continue reading
This box is where I’m supposed to write something witty that will drive you to my blog.
Sorry to disappoint. Continue reading
