'Did you enjoy your stay?' 'Well, no.' I said. We were checking out of our hotel on our most recent road-trip to Edinburgh. My mouth gets me in trouble sometimes. Like that time I asked Neil to marry me. Or the time I threw my Dad out of my house. Or that time I asked … Continue reading Did I Just Say That Out Loud?
If we were having coffee, I'd say thank you. Thank you for meeting me at a coffee table, at the other end of a screen, on a curb, or on my couch. Thank you for reading my rambles. Thanks for the books, and the butterfly magnets and the mural. Thanks for beers, real or fake, … Continue reading You Bring The Cheesecake
Dearest You, A year ago today, I put on a dress, prayed to the angels and asked you to marry me. Thank you for telling me to get up off the floor and giving me an empty box. It's the best empty box I ever got. And this coming from a girl who collects empty boxes. … Continue reading Dear Sarge, I’m Sorry I Lied.
And so, last weekend I started a healthy eating kick. For me, this meant leaving the lettuce and onions and one or two peppers on Saturday’s burger, and not having sour sweets while watching Tin Tin at the cinema. I took fruit-bars to work and came home to rice-cakes and grapes. I may have asked … Continue reading The Thanksgiving Duck
On Friday, I posted my post and went to the pub. I left my phone safely at home, and instead concerned myself with this delicious beer. After a few, we came home and I decided to check my email while Sarge brushed his teeth. There were lots of little yellow flags in my gmail inbox, … Continue reading Thank You Again. Again.
Well. It happened. I called both my parents and told them before they read it online. My friends can’t believe it’s actually true. And we weren’t even drunk. As per a new tradition, Sarge and I met for coffee after work on Tuesday. We were on our way to dinner when the world went from … Continue reading Got Glue?
This arrived today! Perhaps because the story behind it was Freshly Pressed! Thank you, WordPress and everyone who wished my passport safe travels! And the photo looks less like Marlon Brando than originally thought.