There are certain things that I would I find terribly difficult to give up. Such as:
My Family
Okay, there are certain days when I do wish I could be all by myself. Except I'd be belting out Carpenters songs instead of Celine Dion. But in reality, I couldn't live without my family. They are my suit of armour against the World. Whenever I'm feeling awkward and alien like (which is often) I...
Monday, 7 July 2014
Monday, 30 June 2014
Seven Signs That You Seriously Suck At Packing
I'm in the middle of packing for our trip to Port Macquarie. I'm not very good at it. There are certain things that would confirm this. Here they are, the seven signs that you suck at packing:
You leave it until the very last minute, taking the term 'flying by the seat of your pants' to a whole new level. You may try to rationalise this by reasoning that you work you better...
Saturday, 28 June 2014
More Things I Know

I know that I'm sick of freezing my butt off.
I also know that when Summer finally rolls around I'll complain that I'm sick of sweating my butt off.
I know that I'm over the World Cup and soccer altogether.
I also know that this is unfortunate for me when I'm surrounded by soccer obsessed...
Thursday, 26 June 2014
What I Suck At

What do I suck at, you ask? Okay you didn't really ask, but I'm telling you anyway. Don't worry, I'll make it quick, even though I could write a thesis on this topic.
At the top of the list I would have to put blogging. I never
seem to get my act together for these linky things. Case in point:...
Tuesday, 17 June 2014
The A - Z Of Me

A is for absent,
because I always seem to be absent from this space lately. Oops. I’m an absent-minded sort of person as well. A
is also for Asperger’s which I was diagnosed with at age 40 in 2011.
B is for boring as batshit. I’m even boring myself with this
blog let alone anyone else...
Friday, 30 May 2014
Time Machine And Things I Know

I know that if I had a Time Machine I would blast myself back to the 1970's so that I could rock out in the mosh pit at every Carpenters concert. Shut up. Of course they had them. Otherwise what else was Karen Carpenter doing below besides plunging into the mosh pit?
I know I would also...
Monday, 26 May 2014
Ten Things I Don't Get Or Like About Sport and Exercise

I could probably sum up this whole post in one word: EVERYTHING. However, I'm the Queen of crapping on about nothing, so without further ado here are ten random, hodge podge things I don't get or like about sport.
1.Balls.
They are scary. I hate them and fear them. This aversion dates to back...
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