fools rush in

Once I’d entertained a few interesting scenarios that my imagination conjured up, I sat back with my book, listening to the stranger belt out random lyrics. And it made me smile. Continue reading

project two sparrows

AND… my giant knife. I’d taken it with me for slicing bread, but realized it was great for scaring perfectly harmless, kind old men who worried about gypsy women camped out in questionable vans. Continue reading

hello, darlings

I’m pretty much positive that my belief that I’m actually learning Icelandic is very, very wrong, and I’m going to get there and I’m just going to sound like the Sweedish Chef. Continue reading

Weekly wrap up…

Carry your licence with you at all times, people, because, apparently, showing your iPhone Facebook Profile Pic is not a viable form of identification when stopped by the police. Continue reading

so many words friday

Seeing as last Friday, Chanel and I broke all the rules, I’ve decided today’s post will just be a good old fashioned question-day, not even a one word only one, but a true question/answer format. So c’mon, man, let’s play! Continue reading

born to be wild

“You are Wild,” said the Wind. “You are untamed; vibrant and wild and alive and dangerous. You are your own kind of beauty, with vibrant colours and deep, dark swatches of reds. You are life and wisdom, foolishness and uncertainty. You are alive and you are hope.” Continue reading

video-graphatico-licious

I can’t even afford botox so I’m gonna have to hit myself just enough to cause slight swelling. Continue reading