I normally scramble and publish my monthly Netflix wrap-up on the last day of the month but LOOK AT ME BEING ADULT-ISH for once in my life, ever.Read More
Things I love that my 5-year-old kid also loves: nail polish, saying "whatever" under my breath, plain white buttered rice shovelled from plate to mouth like a machine, group hugs, sugar, sleeping, reading, staring at people fighting, polka-dot socks, bubble bath, tickling people but never being tickled back, dinosaurs, birthdays, ice cream, smacking people on the butt and sparkly jewellery.
Oh and NETFLIX.Read More
There is a feeling in the wind. There is a message it carries in my open living room door. It says, "Summer is nigh."
Every year I hear that whisper and have to decide if I have the fortitude to ignore the sun slicing through the blinds, passive aggressively daring me to come outside and join the rest of the world dappled in Vitamin C.
Because we all know where I'd rather be.
Huddled under a leopard print slanket in an air-conditioned underground cave with no kid, no husband, no responsibilities and lots of snacks and Netflix.Read More