Flying With Little Kids (oh god make it stop)

Entertainment will probably not be an option for you. You will have to watch the same episode of Bob The Builder for three hours, sneaking a jealous glance at the woman next to you watching a new release while sipping on a red wine.

One day that will be you. But not today, my friend.

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Busted Vag

Sometimes true love comes in the form of Ryan Gosling holding a martini. And sometimes true love comes in the form of a sweaty, writhing, peanut butter smeared, screeching lump in aisle 3, who is pulling jars of pickles off the shelf and hurling them at you while pinching you under your tuck shop arms with sharp, pincer like fingers.

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14 things only sweaty headed women know…

I have the sweatiest head in the world. I always have. I don’t really sweat anywhere else much, but my head is a boiling hot sun attached to my neck. When people say I must have a ‘very efficient cooling system’, I want to hurt them. I know I am not the only one out there. These are thing only the hot heads know.

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Confessions of a shouty yeller...

We are SHOUTERS. We yell in joy, frustration, anger and sorrow. We yell when dinner is ready, we’ve stubbed our toe or if one of the kids is swinging the cat around by her tail again. We shout ‘LOVE YOU!’, ‘You’re going to your room!’ and ‘Can I ever get a second to myself?’

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