Don’t make self-care the frou-frou thing we so often pretend it is and push it lower and lower down your list of important things to do.
My mother would often scold me for referring to the people I chatted with as friends. “You don’t know them,” she would say. “You can’t be friends if you’ve never met someone.”
SPOILER: Mom, you were wrong.
Today, thanks to Kate and the Halifax Hurricanes, I took F to his first ever basketball game. It was the perfect way to spend Valentine’s Day, really, because there was basketball, beer and popcorn. What more does a girl need? Oh yeah, badass women. I had those too. (Lookin’ at you, Kate and Laura!) When… Continue reading on valentines and clothes with the tags still on
The last month has been so busy, that I realized it’s been over three weeks since I put fingertips to keyboard here on my little blog. It hasn’t been for lack of trying, but it has certainly been for lack of time and inspiration. And that lack of inspiration is affecting me from what to… Continue reading Scrape