My ponderings recently have led me to think about the plethora of unthinkably stupid questions I get asked as I try to go about my life. Here are a few of the choicest, handpicked for your entertainment. Why aren’t you married? Because, asshole, I have not yet met a person[…]
Tinderella
I thought it was about time to write a blog post about the true nitty gritty of dating in the age of Tinder. I’ve been putting it off as I have such mixed feelings about it (mostly all of them resulting in nausea) but it has provided me with many[…]
The Gangster Life of a Working Mum
There is not enough coffee in the world to make getting out of bed a pleasant experience. To say mornings in my household are just a clusterfuck at warp speed is an understatement. Here’s how a typical weekday morning looks for me: 6.30am Child Shaped Alarm named Hunter yells[…]
Thirty three going on sixteen
I am 33 years old. ‘Thirty three??’ I hear you say ‘but you look like you’ve been kissed by the eternal fountain of youth and you have the maturity of a 12 year old’ (Ok I made the first part up to make myself feel better. People don’t say that).[…]
When you just feel like a steaming pile of shit
I really struggled with the idea of writing this blog post. When I first started writing this blog I claimed that it was going to be ‘real’, which to some extent it is. However, it’s still only the side of myself and my life that I choose to project. I[…]
Perils of a new relationship
So as you may have picked up, I am in a new relationship. Ahhhh new relationships, a sea of warm fuzziness, pet names, great sex, puppy-dog eyes, sunshine, rainbows and unicorns. Well that’s not what I shall be talking about today. I believe that the trauma of new relationships is[…]
Advice to my younger dumber self (Pas)
For days now I have been trying to answer my own simple question I gave to Nicole…if I could give younger 15 year old me a piece of advice what would it be? Well instead of straight up answering it in one sentence I am writing a blog on it[…]
Winealytics!
As I sit here in my freezing cold office at my gloomy desk in the morgue (my nickname for this shithole) I decided to write my next entry. What else is there to do right? Saturday night with the bestie was appalling and amazing all in one go. The night[…]
Advice to my younger dumber self (Nic)
So Pas texted me tonight asking what advice I would give to my 15 year old self. I have no idea why she asked this but I gave it some good solid thought on my dreary bus ride home. So much thought in fact that it has turned into my[…]
Out of the mouth of babes
So Pas moved house a few months ago and being the dutiful friend I said I would help her go through and pack up her mountains of stuff. I turn up with wine in hand (of course) and call out her name….nothing. Again….a grunt then this creature emerges from what[…]