Yes … this blog is about my boobs! But first I’m taking one last moment to vent over the chaos that I’ve had with technology for the past few days.
When I was growing up and one of my siblings irritated me, I would run crying to my mother. She always had the same answer … if you ignore them they will get bored and stop. Continue reading
More than 20 hours later and I’m still without power. No electricity for so many hours is sure to have a person spending a good amount of time either with themselves or with the people they share their home with. Continue reading
I know, it’s nearly half way through the day and still ni blog. Well that’s because I’m a South African blogger who has days when I wake up to no electricity or no internet connection.
Today is a particularly bad day though, considering it went off at 4am and hasn’t come back on yet … Being 2 on this freezing public holiday … Brrrrr
Laptop battery is flat … No internet connection … Welcome to my beautiful country
I’m used to waking up in the morning to messages flashing on my cellphone. Since December last year, Text Guy and I hv been sending each other ‘mmmwa’s’ daily … randomly and frequently! It’s part of my day now and I my fingers naturally prepare themselves to send the reply ‘mmmwa’ back. Continue reading
When I started ‘project me’ one of the things that I knew I wanted to start having fun with, become goalless about and change without becoming obsessive, was my weight. In the first post I wrote, over four months ago, I shared a story with you about a very (maybe a little too) honest friend who told me that I looked like a hippopotamus. Continue reading
Yesterday was so diabolical from an enthusiasm level that the most I managed to do was play eye spy on my blog and lose my water bottle for gym so I had a brilliant excuse not to go.
For those who humoured me and partook in my little game … well, the “L” was for none other than LAZY ASS … Continue reading
I spy with my little eye, something beginning with ‘L’
Walking up on a freezing morning for the second time in a row and I decided that gym wasn’t on the cards. It takes a lot to make good excuses now that I’m so focused on being conscious every day and living in my truth. The excuse was easy enough to be convincing without it being too much of a lie. Greggie and I had the last day in the recording studio from about 2pm onwards and I couldn’t also go to gym and cut the day any shorter. Continue reading





















