May it be marked in history that last night this girl had the craziest hankering for ravioli of all time. That's all I could think about. My current gluten and dairy free gotta-fit-into-that-bridesmaids-dress-diet does not allow Italian treats. OR any treats of any kind for that matter. [insert single teardrop down my cheek] Can't my... Continue Reading →
Pick your Poison
I've been stomping around making trumpet noises for weeks. The two year wait is finally over. If you find yourself wondering what I'm doing in the next fortnight, it involves my television, ice sports and random bouts of shouting. The Olympics have arrived and I'm already watching curling at two in the morning! South Korea... Continue Reading →
Make it Personal
I like to think I'm a genuine person. It's hard not to be when your facial expressions have no filter and you're the stereotypical definition of a Cancer, zodiac speaking. So many feels, you have no idea. In a world that, I am convinced, is so insensitive anymore it takes an extra effort to be... Continue Reading →