In the car today, I introduced my children to some of my fave Broadway songs - which included a handful from both Grease and Grease 2. I told my 5 year old son that Grease Lightning is about a car, which peaked his interest naturally... and when they sang "The chicks'll cream for Grease Lightning,"… Continue reading There Are Worse Things I Could Do
I knocked on the door, a little apprehensive as I had never been to Vladimir's house. I was apprehensive mostly because I had a bit of a crush on him and we had never really worked closely for school projects before. He, along with most of the 5 other dudes in our class, tended to… Continue reading Calling on Vlad
I was thinking about further events to write about as I mentioned in the post I wrote for Carla Louise - this post is about some events in 6th/7th grade when I lived in Alice Springs, Australia. It has some relation to Carla's series on rape culture, yet is also a little more thematically different so I… Continue reading That boy in 7th grade
Earlier this week I wrote about a trigger I had when I came across someone that mentioned Joshua Harris' 1997 book "I Kissed Dating Goodbye." Today I got a comment from Kristen over at The Ungodly Woman who let me know that Mr Harris has started apologizing to people for the negative effects of his… Continue reading Dear Mr Harris
I know, that sounds disgusting. But my 7th grade self wouldn't have known any better, at least not initially. I told this story to a friend that knew me back then a couple of months ago while we were reminiscing about people we knew then. "Yup, that sounds like Nicole," he said. Nicole was a… Continue reading Cooking Sherry Shots
Who remembers that book "I Kissed Dating Goodbye" by Josh Harris? Ah, that's right... now I can tell which of you grew up in the evangelical youth culture. I just read a blog that mentioned that book, and man it took me back... It took me back to the evangelical days of my youth in which… Continue reading Fuck it, I dated
I went in search of jeans the other day. I suppose I didn't really look all that hard, but I came across a pair that fit me just right and was relatively cheap. Sounds like a match made in Heaven, no? The catch was that they were *gasp* pre-ripped. It seems odd to be snobbish… Continue reading Ripping Jeans
I just wanna say how proud I am of my boy, Vollie-Dan. He got this semi-colon tattoo while he is back up in Darwin for work. I told him it seemed very fitting for him; and it does. Continually, this boy amazes me. He is just growing so fast... *tear* I just want to… Continue reading Vollie-Dan got a tattoo!
The other day, I mentioned a guy that I had suspected was skinhead - but had no real proof other than his appearance. That memory is fuzzy, as I said, so maybe I did have more to base that assumption on that I just forgot... But regardless, it prompted another very clear memory for me.… Continue reading Bootboys
This memory is fuzzy - as the title and featured image may suggest - but I don't think that's really the reason this memory sits far back in my mind... The details of which refuse to come forward fully. I've had flashes of memory regarding this night a few times over the past few years,… Continue reading Absolut Kurant
I have a story to tell you, one that may make you laugh, but first let me preface with the reason this memory popped into my head. I have become addicted to a clothing line called "Lularoe" which is an American brand that is sold via consultants and are not only very comfortable, but versatile… Continue reading FAME! (My embarrassment) will live forever!
The day was chilly, but hardly cold. At least not in the sense that we had to wear actual jackets - but it's all relative, I guess. Swedish autumn warranted our turtle neck sweaters; mine being the rusty orange one I had bought in Copenhagen, and Maja's was striped with blues and browns. As always,… Continue reading F*ck me, I’d be lying
Maja is the only person I have actually threatened with a blog post, and actually followed through with it... I often say to my friends "Don't make me write a blog post about you!" or "This is SO going on my blog!" ...But usually, it's an empty threat; an attempt at humour, except when it… Continue reading I Don’t Know! I Was Pissed At You!
Maja and I had a good chat last night – talking about a range of things for nearly two hours, so I can’t relay the whole conversation. At least, not all together at the moment, haha. But one thing we talked about reminded me of some events during High School I thought I’d tell you… Continue reading A Disappointing Revelation ft. MAJA 😉
While we’re on the topic of Taylor Swift, I went back and perused my posts from February 2015 – when I started this blog – and came across one of the first posts I had written that was also a I-have-a-girl-crush-on-Taylor kind of post. What I had done is compiled and mashed up several of… Continue reading Taylor Swift Gets Me : Reprise
As I drove along in the rain drizzle towards work, I listened to Taylor Swift’s Fearless album. It had been awhile since I had listened to Taylor, so I turned it up as I crested over the bridge headed out of town. Firstly, I’d like to say that some of you may know that I… Continue reading Our Song – You’ll Always be a Part of Me
Huh. My nose is numb… and my lips… aaaand my fingers. This is a strange sensation, I think to myself. I stumble slightly as I set down my glass of Vodka on the coffee table and decide to take a seat on the couch. I just need to sit for a moment, I think… No,… Continue reading This is a Strange Sensation
I just realized that National Child Protection week is nearly upon us again, which led me to realize that it's been two years since I Said It Out Loud. Wow, has it really been that long? It's been a crazy two years. I look back on how I was in 2014, when I was figuratively… Continue reading My God, it’s been two years
As I get older, I seem to find I meet more and more people that aren't married though they are around my age or older. I used to think I would be one of those people. I always expected one day to get married, but though my parents were married young (comparatively to all my friends'… Continue reading Of Marriageable Age
Okay, ya’ll. I’m pulling out the twang – watch out – I’m pissed. I’m not sure if I’ve ever mentioned before the issues we have in town in which there are youth that will throw rocks at vehicles – in particular I may have mentioned the throwing of rocks at our ambulance officers. It’s a… Continue reading Those Little Shits