And so, last week I re-shared an old post about a day in my life as a disabled mother. Because that’s my every day, it was an OK post, and it was Throwback Thursday. I know it might not be Thursday today, but stick with me. Within minutes, less time than it would take to actually read the post, I was re-shared with the comment, ‘So inspiring!’ Well, shit. For what? Did you actually read the post?’ What is it…
When I read about Stephen Hawking’s death, I was transported to a pub in Glasgow where I once found a prime piece of graffiti: Stephen Hawking hates karaoke. I remember discussing this line with my friends and deciding it was kinda apt. My first thought on the death of genius was a tenuously linked personal memory. I went on about my day, steering Isla away from chocolate for all of her meals. I said nothing on social media because I very…
This was my do not want list for 2011. Except for a few items, it worked. So I’ve been thinking on another one. I won’t have time for the following things next year. Because I’ll be having too much fun concentrating on other things. Boredom. I used to say that bored people weren’t creative enough. And then I got over myself. But boredom isn’t fun, and really isn’t productive. And so, less of that. I love my life, I…
If you’ve been reading along, you’ll know about Coffeegate 2011. You’ll also know that I call my computer Hemingway. Turned out he did need a new keyboard. Today, I came home to an undead Hemingway, complete with new keyboard and his own white chocolate cookies. (Sarge says he has to share them with us, though.) Hello. What would you like to write today? …
