Are We There Yet? I can’t say much about my third hair and make-up trial. Because y’know, my future husband reads this blog. But I will say: Jackpot! He’s a lucky man. After I slapped myself in the face with make-up remover, I let him back in the living-room. We were waiting to go to Skye for the week. Off to Dad and Anne’s new house. With a separate suitcase just for books. Dad called and said, ‘I’ll be there…
I’ve been trying to get my Dad to start a blog for awhile now. Or at least guest-post on here. Dad needs to blog for lots of reasons. The main one being, dude is too verbose for Facebook. Today, he posted this: 32 years ago today – 31.03.81 @ 12:50 local time in Dallas, Texas – life changed forever. It was the happiest day of my life. After two weeks of very early and difficult labour, my wife and I finally…
Or, book reviews that are one sentence. Or one line, depending on your definition of ‘sentence’. Work with me. Chicken With Plums – I fell asleep in the middle, and woke up by the end. Death at La Fenice – The start of my new favourite series. The Fault in Our Stars – I might have developed a slightly age-inappropriate crush on Augustus Waters. MWF Seeking BFF: My Yearlong Search For A New Best Friend – An exercise in First-World problems.…
Later today, I’m heading to Skye in a flatbed truck. Yes, really. I’ll come back with several blog posts that started out in my journal. And I’ve also packed my travel notebooks, so stay tuned for lots more words. For now, my previous island escapades can be found here and here. And with that, I promised Sarge I’d shut down the computer. In exchange for a fully-booked honeymoon by the end of the week. Sweet deal. Back on Monday the…
Dearest You, A year ago today, I put on a dress, prayed to the angels and asked you to marry me. Thank you for telling me to get up off the floor and giving me an empty box. It’s the best empty box I ever got. And this coming from a girl who collects empty boxes. Thank you for sitting with me on the stairs. And sometimes dragging me backwards down them. Yes, I trust you. With my heart. With my…
