Ran a market stall for Inkprint at some local school Christmas markets the last two nights, from 6-10pm. Additionally, after the first night (Sunday), I had massive insomnia (food related, blech) and got about 2 hours sleep. I am wiped. So anyway, here’s a picture of the stall 🙂 That’s my mum and the kids […]
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Love me some Studio C :3 A lighthearted vid today. Tell me, if you’re feeling sharey: what’s the worst photoshopping you ever did? I’ve literally never told anyone this before, but Imma totally go all confession on you rn: When I was in my senior year of highschool I totally did that movie thing and
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Another poem this week, probably the last one for a while. The title pretty much sums it up, but when I first heard this several years ago it really stuck with me, and then there was a conversation in our car (not involving me) that kind of collided with it, and I wrote a poem
Sometimes, kids are really just there to teach you not to be a jerk. Kid1 started Kindergarten this year, which involved a school uniform and, among other things, a school bag. Because the bag is uniform, everyone has the same bag. Because everyone has the same bag, the first week or so of pick-up involved
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It’s Monday. Read more:Testing, Testing, 4, 9, 7…Do All The Things: The Post Office IncidentOkay, I'm Back.
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A woman’s body is broken for her children in a way a man’s can never be. We carry our children for nine months — and then an other nine months, and another, until they are simply too big to carry, and then we can only hold. Our bodies are changed forever: stretch marks and scars,
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Amanda Palmer, multi-media artist extraordinaire (and, though I am loathe to fall into the old ‘identify the woman by her family’ trap, wife of Neil Gaiman) is pregnant. I happened across this article today, in which she defends herself from an eloquent yet, in my opinion, insufferably critical and nosey fan who is concerned essentially
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Just officially noting that blogging is temporarily on hold due to the following: Happy upcoming solstice, end of financial year, and whatever else there is to celebrate. I’ll be back at some point, although we are also moving house in 6 weeks, so life is rather chaotic. In the meantime, be good, have fun, and
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Although those of you who’ve been reading for any length of time know that my version of ‘back’ is always a little sporadic and unpredictable at the best of times: let’s face it: I’m not great at regular blogging. That’s going to apply doubly this year, because – and although this has hit social media,
Which could also be titled, “The Education of a Large Segment of the Population Deemed to be ‘Bad’”. Anyway, you should really go and read this short story by Ellen Klages, who had been added to my ‘authors to investigate’ list because this story is just… intelligentheartbreakingrealhonesttrue. Here’s the comment I posted to Ada Hoffmann’s
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