And so, this is literally the first chance I’ve had to sit down (pun may be intended) and write properly in two weeks. Or something. I should take a tape recorder on my travels. Isla has been off school for two weeks on sneaky Scottish school holidays that used to be for farming, and are now for nothing. But, we did stuff with those two weeks. There was a lot of riding shotgun for me. I love road trips. Listening…
And so, if we were having coffee, I’d tell you that I’ve yet again reclaimed my corner of the home office. Cozy with my Tiffany lamp, my butterfly print, and um, a giant filing cabinet. For real, though. I meant to write yesterday, but we had to go pick up Neil’s new old man glasses. For real. Varifocals. He recently went for an eye test, and they explained his declining vision by saying, ‘That’s OK. It happens when you get…
There’s this interesting thing about me. The best part of any holiday or vacation or fuckskioffski or whatever you call it, is the night before you leave. That and Day One. Round about Day Two or Three, I’m already thinking of ways to extend the trip. Because I am a wanderluster like that. And as we approached the middle of our Edinburgh road trip, I got to thinking. Neil will tell you my over-thinking is a scary thing. But stick…
If we were having coffee, and catching up on blog news, I’d tell you Sonia at Losing The Plot won the recent blog promo video giveaway. And Christine at I’m Sick and So Are You, in her infinite wisdom, has come up with 5 Reasons You Shouldn’t Read Gin & Lemonade. Do you think sarcasm is the highest form of flattery? Please say yes. Because then we can be friends. In real life, the fam and I took a week-long…
‘You know how new hair grows in under old hair?’ I said to Neil through the bathroom wall. ‘Yeah?’ ‘Well, all my new hair is gray,’ I said. Before we headed off on our most recent road trip, I spent some time looking at myself in the mirror. I figured out some things. I should probably drink more water. I may start wearing some make up, all the time. But not really. Ah’m no bad, as they say over here.…
