Do you ever sit there, ready to tear your hair out, rant and kick and scream about the circumstances in which you find yourself, seeing every error you have made that led you to where you are right that second? Yeah that’s what it’s like arguing with a four year old. Once you start down…
What’s more crazy than a writing challenge in December? Making my husband go to IKEA on the last Sunday of November. Then returning to IKEA the following weekend (i.e. yesterday). For reasons people can’t quite fathom, many retailers in Ireland have jumped on the Black Friday Sale bandwagon coming out of America. The only problem is…
I missed my self-appointed deadline yesterday to blog at least one a week by Tuesday evening, but in my defense, 2018 has kicked off in a spectacularly horrible fashion, and it just slipped my mind last night. However I intend to be as unforgiving to myself as possible. As there is a desperate need for…
If you ever find yourself in the deep, dark wood and a mouse offers to play poker with you, I highly recommend that you politely say no and get the hell out of there. The mouse will take you for all you’ve got. The mouse knows where it’s at. When it comes to poker, knowing…
The Feathered Rose 