I was always intimidated by Yoga classes. The all too quite rooms with 70 years old that out do you in strength, flexibility and grace. Movies portray all too well the perils that can face first time yoga attendees. Finally though, I decided to overcome my mental block of being the un-co at the back making odd noises and attend a few classes. Continue reading
I’m a shower singer…. Not even a closet one. If I’m happy you can better your bottom dollar I’ll be singing a butchered rendition of my latest lady power tune at the top of my lungs as I get my shampooing on. Continue reading
I’m going down, they are calling Timber. I had the adapted lyrics of Kesha’s song in my head for the rest of my sore and shameful afternoon. Continue reading
Shoes aren’t my thing. I don’t invest in them. 70% of my scraggly shoe collection is from Kmart and generally this is fine by me. Continue reading
A few years ago I found myself in Italy reeling from a stressful year, in a dysfunctional relationship and a ‘difficult’ house mate situation. While there I met one of the most amazing people to ever come into my life.
She inspired me one night as she talked about taking herself on dates. Why should we save nice restaurants and movies that we would like to see for when we have someone to go with? Why can’t being in our own company be worthy of celebration and indulgence? So I decided to take myself out. Continue reading
Sometimes I think my partner deserves a medal for standing by me. Let’s just say between my mood swings and my mishaps he endures a lot. I’m not saying this doesn’t go both ways… but credit where credit is due. Continue reading
I got a flat battery on Friday. It was pretty rotten to try and escape work for the week only to find that I was stranded due to my consistent delaying of an inevitable and necessary car service. Luckily Roadside Assist came to rescue me within 10 minutes, awesome, and the man that was there to assist me happened to be very good looking, bonus! Continue reading