It’s time for everybody’s some people’s one of my favourite things – Feeling A Bit Shit! Let’s face it, the news is so very often less that bolstering, so why not wade through some things that are a bit more positive or cheering?
Holy cow. Can you even believe an amazing baker is whipping up ’embroidered’ cakes? I honestly can’t. And yet they make perfect sense. And yet they are too pretty to eat. And yet … I want one. Sigh.
Oh dear lord. Gosh. I took ten days off in April and then I got so sick and I am only NOW on the mend WEEKS later, dear reader. I thoroughly DIS-recommend (actual made-up word) having asthma and pneumonia/pleurisy damaged lungs because when you get sick you get totally sick. Uggggh. Help. Gawsh.
So my holiday diary is coming to an end as I’m back at work tomorrow. My holidays were very nice and consisted of:
When I was in Year 11 I was at a new school. I had moved from the north west of Western Australia to Canberra with my family, and slotted into Stirling College knowing not a soul and being a very-young-for-Year-11 fifteen years old.
When I was a child, condensed milk was the most coveted treat in the pantry and raspberries were sold along the side of the road for just a dollar or so.
I know you’ve been desperate to know what’s going on with me, so here I am with a new instalment of Pip’s Holiday Diary. #snort
It’s my first day off work. Well. To be more accurate it’s the first time I’ve taken a break from work in three and a half years.
Has your to-do list ever taken over your soul and controlled your mind like some sort of organisational dementor? Sort of like a Kondo with teeth and giant tentacles that seeks to remind you that YOU HAVE THINGS TO DO. Or like a Tonia Todman gone wrong, tucking you and your world in within an inch of its life?
Here is a catch-up because I have been scribing and not writing here … and I have been missing blogging so much!
