I find myself trying on for size All the lives I never had Discarding fame or motherhood here Laying artistry or isolation there On the pile On the bed Draping the loss of the never-known Over chairs and on the door Past loves are examined then stacked in a corner Next to the no’s and…
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At the end of my knit-wits…
So, again the hand of fate has decided to outwit my plans for world domination through evilness. In fact I like to think that raw evil decided to bubble up through my skin I the form of big pussy boils known commonly as chicken pox. That’s how evil I am – I got the virus…
Not a little hernia…
… Just a brief hiatus… (See what I did there…?) “hi·a·tus [hahy-ey-tuhs] noun, plural -tus·es, -tus. 1.a break or interruption in the continuity of a work, series, action, etc. 2.a missing part; gap or lacuna: Scholars attempted to account for the hiatus in the medieval manuscript. 3.any gap or opening. 4.Grammar, Prosody . the coming together,…
One woman expands the evilness…
Dinner with Elaine Tesalona seemed like such a good idea at the time…
JOIN ME! At least you know you’ll be fed…
Ok, it’s not in the list of things in my evil plan but I feel it’s important for a potential evil dictator such as myself to have a fully rounded skill set. Last year I learnt how to poach an egg. This year I have attempted to flip pancakes. Yep, actually confidentially flip them. I…
Too ambitious for my first attempt at knitting…?
Though few of my evil plans are yet to come to fruition, please do not think my brain is idle. In fact quite to opposite. Plans for new shows, cakes and various outdoor pursuits are more that bubbling away, so keep looking back at this blog for details on all these events as I make…
Expanding the Plan
So you’ve seen what I am up against, how I am to prepare for world domination. Think you can do better? Then add to the plan. Send me your suggestions of things I should do before I age another year. If I think it’s good then it will be added to the book. A few…
Evil plans and other stuff.
So what is all this about I hear you call. Or not more likely. Well, basically as some of you might know I hit 30 this year. Well, I say hit. It was more like a bullet casually falling out of a cardboard box with all its other bullety friends. And on a whim, I…
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