Category: Personal
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The future of girls
This morning while we worked, we had America’s Next Top Model, Cycle 11 (that’s like a season, in Tyra speak) playing in the background. Soon, watching took over as we gasped and WTF’ed our way through the first two episodes. I mean, we’ve come a long way since 2008 and it shows. Because 2008 was…
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I almost didn’t make it
This fine Wednesday evening I was sitting here thinking that maybe this time I just wouldn’t make it with a new post. Nothing really to say. No words coming. Then I remembered that that was the whole point. I’ve skipped days, for sure. But there was no good reason, so I’m here. Practising a habit.…
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I’m obsessed with Netflix Original movies
I don’t know how this happened. There was a time that I would have considered myself discerning when it came to movies. An expert and connoisseur, of sorts. Then The Christmas Prince happened and it’s like I’ve developed the taste of a teenage girl when it comes to movies. But especially when it comes to… Netflix…
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We are creatures of habit
Mr Suger and I, we are creatures of habit. Every Sunday morning we wake up, go to breakfast, drive around for a bit, then go to work. It’s the self-employed life. Sunday is a great day to sleep in, and often we do. But do you have any idea how much work you can get…
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A week into my daily blogging challenge
I’m a week into this daily blogging thing. You can thank the daily vloggers of YouTube for the idea behind this. To think it was just this time last week (maybe a little earlier, my bad!) that I decided to give this a shot. My writing had been in a rut for a while; it…
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I gave it up!
I gave it up and it’s the best thing I’ve ever done. It had to happen, to be honest, I’d outgrown it. There were times when I thought it was still the best thing for more. The comfort of it, the well-known familiarity of what I’ve always known. But it wasn’t good for me anymore.…
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How is this hard already?
This is the second post I’ve written today. The first one had to be set aside while I cool off a bit. It’s in time out. You know, while I decide if I’m going to post it or if writing it was enough. I’m not the shoot from the hip blogger I once was. I’m…