I rolled out of bed this morning after a blessed sleep and did my normal bleary-eyed check on the state of things in the world via my phone. Time? Boo-yah that was a great sleep. Weather? Cold. Email? Nothing urgent. Messenger comment from a friend? Noted. Facebook notifications and feed? Done, done, done … oh…
I saw some notes today where, in the course of describing a group of kids playing make-believe amongst themselves, an adult described a child as assigning himself a “leadership role” of “Kingpin”. Um…. eek? I mean, it’s not INaccurate. It’s… well… sure he’s a successful leader of an organisation that just happens to be a massive…
I’m way behind on my Marvel stuff. I blame this whole parenting gig. I mean, we just about managed to see the Infinity Wars in cinema by taking the day off but Ant Man and the Wasp is only the latest movie I missed in cinemas and have only now gotten around to watching at…
I may have been accidentally prophetic when I insisted on calling my bump “Hawkeye” after my favourite Marvel Avenger. Hawkeye does indeed appear have hawk eyes. Back when he was much smaller, I remember trying to catch him playing with a little stuffed owl toy on video because it looked so adorable. He would hold…
The Feathered Rose 