This song was playing this morning – on our way to Easter Brunch… All I could think was… PERFECT JESUS THEME SONG!!! I just had to make this: Jesus sings The Clash Then later I thought what if they rolled back the stone, and found this Easter morning? So I had to make this one:…
Thank you so much Bad Word Mama for nominating me for the Liebster Award! Very kind of you indeed. It is always nice to know that someone thinks well of you. And that someone thinks well enough to encourage you to post a kick-ass graphic and share the love with other bloggers? Pretty gratifying. Nice…
You never know how much time you really spend naked until your kid has a sleepover. Thursday night, Rissa had three other friends sleep over, and I had to make a concerted effort NOT to be naked in my own home. I had to close doors, I had to take a bathrobe with me when…
WARNING!! Adult sexual content in this post! The grinding of pelvises, the bumping of uglies, the making of the beast with two backs… The orgasm that makes you laugh or cry or yodel. It’s so freaking good! For the first time in at least a month, David and I reconnected… intimately. Right afterwards, we turned…
I love my husband. I adore him. I do. He is the best spouse in the world. He buys me pre-emptive chocolate when he senses the arrival of my period, he tells me I’m beautiful, he gives a great orgasm. But he cannot vacuum for shit. Our house is still on the market. (Want a…
I love watching the cats play. Steve and Lola are batting something all over the kitchen floor. They’re having so much fun. Galloping to and fro – the epitome of feline friskiness. I throw a glance their way – can’t quite make out what they’re playing with. White and… pink?? What are they playing with? …
Curly hair. Not every stylist gets it. You just can’t cut curly hair the way that you cut straight hair. It has a life of its own. You lose length when it dries. It SPROINGS. My regular stylist – Amanda – the one who can cope with curly hair, is off work, expecting her third…
There used to be a time when I could drink flavoured Nescafe instant coffee and think it was good. I drank it weak. I drank it full of sugar. Really what I drank was a hot milk shake with what amounted to a wee bit of coffee flavouring. Then it all changed with Alice. Alice…
There was a discussion around the dinner table about how many teenagers in the Family Studies class at David’s school have ended up pregnant since the course began. A lot. Like more than a handful. These girls are in a class that GIVES them condoms and information on how NOT to get pregnant! I might…
Calendars. My requirements: it must be large, clever, colourful, stylish… The free one from the local real estate office (while offering a plethora of picturesque homes) just isn’t going to cut it hanging on my kitchen wall. Chagall, Vintage Vogue, Edward Gorey… now THOSE are calendars. I found one on sale at Chapters after…