Yesterday was my birthday. I am now officially closer to 40 than I am to 30. I find this somewhat depressing, especially considering I have achieved exactly ZERO of my goals in life. Unless you consider being a World Champion procrastinator and injury procurer, in which case, I am living the damn high life. I…
Hello peeps, It’s a new year! The festering turd that was 2018 has left the building to pave way for beautiful new opportunities. Where have I been hiding I hear you (nobody) ask? Under a rock of some pretty mad depression, writer’s block and general apathy & laziness. “What? That’s crazy! You’re so together!” The…
That’s right. I have it all. I am a selfish woman, a bad mother and a terrible wife – all because I want my delicious cake to eat. I get tired of being asked how I find time to work, study and be a mother and wife, as if all these things were mutually exclusive.…
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