In 1988, I finished my last year of high school. Almost 30 years ago. Yikes. I'm OLD. I have to admit, I don't remember a ...

I must confess that I've worn some truly hideous outfits over the years. I've blogged about them before. The thing is, I can't d...

This weeks prompt is: I don't understand...  We could be here for a while. I don't understand SO many things. Like, for instance, ...

  I’ve never been good at making decisions. Sometimes I find myself agonising over the simplest of things.   Deciding what to have on a...

Hello there! Me again. Thought you'd gotten rid of me, didn't you? Sorry! As George Costanza would say: I'M BACK, BABY, I'M ...

I'm not sure if I can pin point one specific moment in my life that stands out above others. There was no moment when I could have chose...

Hello all! Another Monday. Another Confession. This week Kirsty has asked us to share our most humorous post. I wasn't sure which one ...

It was 1986. I was 15 years old and madly in the throes of an Anne Of Green Gables fixation. I always had been since I'd read the book a...