. I promise it’s not as sad as it may sound. It will be two years soon. Seven hundred and thirty days. Sometimes it feels like thousands, but then I think we all know that the passage of time can move fast or slow depending on an individuals’ perception. To be honest, I have been … Continue reading Grief, Laughter and Ashes
Was feeling a little discombobulated and wrote out some dislikes I have. Then, I thought to write out some ‘likes’ that I have. It was a happy realization that I thought I’d share-there are far more things that make me happy than anything else...because even if you are feeling 😡 or 😭, when you focus … Continue reading Dislikes vs Likes
I wrote this last year and posted it on Facebook. I thought I would share it here...because it made me smile re-reading it. Early one morning, I was scrolling through Instagram and saw a Father’s Day ad for Tilley hats. There were two young men strolling on a dock with yachts in the background. One … Continue reading His Tilley
Since this pandemic came about, I have been trying to practice gratitude by writing out 10 things every day that I’m grateful for. I apparently ran out of gratefulness on day nine and started to repeat myself in my daily journal. It became irritating, re-writing the same things that I was grateful for the day … Continue reading This Weeks Top 5 Piss Offs
To my men friends, this may be an important educational read for you. To my women friends..most likely you will relate and hopefully find it slightly amusing. No one ever told me what would happen when my body aged. When my Mum went into peri-menopause, she was more or less silent about what was going … Continue reading Meno what?
There is nothing more motivating than a cat throwing up on your head... I recall a quote from a management course that I used to teach, which went something like ...’motivation refers to the behaviours one chooses for themselves’. This morning, I practiced the true meaning of extrinsic motivation. That is, ..’we do something because … Continue reading Motivation
I’m an artisan bread type of gal. I buy it once (sometimes twice) a week and leave it out on the counter (wrapped) for all to enjoy. Our blue and white butter dish sits on the cutting board and next to it, a fabulous bread knife. We’re bread-y kind of people. When we visited a … Continue reading Magic Bread