Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
Red and I got married 14 years ago and he was living in a pretty compact apartment in the city, close to where he used to work back in the day. It was a rental, we had very little furniture and tried to make it a cozy space with some brightly coloured cushions, sheets and... Continue Reading →
I have myopia. I inherited from both my parents. I helped it along but for the most part, it's their fault. I also have TO..that's all Red's fault. And I'll tell you why...not why it's Red's fault; that's Biology 101 and I have no desire to relive it. But when my myopia and my child's... Continue Reading →
As a parent and especially a mother you need to be prepared for ANYTHING. Over the last 8 years I've got used to stepping on dinos, finding action figures under my butt and the occasion plastic snake in the bath bucket. Each animal does tend to stay in its own "ecosystem" though. For example the... Continue Reading →
Well most parents who're reading this are going-DUH! But for the uninitiated and those who just "love" kids, here are some telltale signs that a mini-adult inhabits a particular dwelling. Here we go- There are mini shoes/flipflops/socks dotting the entrance of the house/apartment. The surface of the house is kind of glossy. Upon closer examination... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 