30 September 2018 – The Day I Tell My Parents
Before intake Only parts of my mother’s house are still a shrine. Mostly I find little school photos, smaller than passport photos, tucked into the corners of photo frames around…
29 September 2018 – The day before
I’m at the nail place, the crappy one I swear I’ll never go to again but here I am. I tell her I don’t want any colour, that I’m going…
There was a time when all I wanted to do was speed everywhere
I fixed things I redecorated (still do a bit) I cooked I watched foreign movies – at the cinema! I made the bed every day (still do) I had friends…
Should I post this on Facebook? (Spoiler alert, I did)
I want to post on Facebook: Hey who wants to go out tonight? One last drink? Maybe 3 or 5? For old time’s sake. We’ll talk shit. I promise not…
I don’t know what this one’s about so stop asking
I lie in bed and work. I work harder alone. I can focus. Sometimes there are no other thoughts when I focus. Then you come home – for lunch, for…
There was this time. Not now, naturally.
I wore my dad’s wedding suit, all lovingly hand-stitched, on two major occasions: The first time was when i was 16, a school dressup, I went as a member of…
That time I wanted a bee tattooed on my boob
When I was 17, I hung out with a bunch of people who rode motorbikes and had tattoo parlours, as we called them back before they were art studios. One…
Le Questions to Ask Le Self
So I’m around the middle of my life right now (let’s hope) and it’s making me think of things done and things not done. I’ve added to my bucket list…
I’m a progressive wife, but…
I’m a progressive wife, even more so a progressive woman, but… I like to shop, and when I do, I prefer to do it without my husband, which makes me…
Friday roundup
Even though I work on Saturdays, it still feels like Friday is the end of the week. I work in our shop for half a day with Jeff and it’s…