As I sit here, writing to you, I am home alone and streaming with cold. I would look well at the Ugly Bug Ball. My lips are dry (last night I managed to smother them in crushed chili via the medium of Nivea) and my right eye (the real streamer of the pair) is red … [Read more…]
I won’t lie to you. Life has been less than glamorous of late. On my recent visit to the UK I found myself alone and in the Tesco coffee shop actually undoing my top button and zip before embarking on an enormous scone with clotted cream and jam. The scone wasn’t even that great, but … [Read more…]
I spent an evening with a good friend recently and it ended in tears. Tears of laughter I am happy to add. I only bother to write a post about it because I cannot remember the last time that I laughed like this. And you don’t need me to tell you that it feels good. … [Read more…]
This week’s challenge started out a little introspective, because that is how I am feeling. Recently I have been suffering from a severe case of expatitis, which, if you check in the Spanish/English Family Medical Encyclopedia, is an inflamation of the internal homing device otherwise known as the heart. ¡Vale ya! Bastante lástima de mi … [Read more…]
L is for lazy. I may have spoken about my lazy streak before here and there. And today I find that in my alphabetic desperation it is time to invoke my inner slattern once more. If given the chance, left to my own devices, I would lie in bed, not get dressed, just eat cereal out of … [Read more…]
