Occasional musings from a Left-coast Canadian ExPat in Oxford.
Remember a while back when I asked readers to comment regarding images they thought of when they saw the word “Indepencence”? I was fishing for ideas that struck me as unique, useful, or interesting for a tattoo. I’ve been specifically trying to think about something that would go with a Lion image, or any of … Continue reading Imagery: Redux
If the TiVo post didn’t tip you off, I have an unhealthy relationship with TV. I watch a LOT of it. Case in point: My Sunday Night Lineup. 5:00pm – 6:00pm West Wing (Eastern Broadcast) 6:00pm – 7:00pm Desperate Housewives (Eastern Broadcast) 7:00pm – 8:00pm Law & Order CI 8:00pm – 9:00pm Cold Case 9:00pm … Continue reading The Reason
…I re-joined the ranks of single women. So far it’s been one of my best years on record. This is the longest I’ve been single at one stretch in 10 years – pretty much since I discovered boys – and holy hannah the fun I’d been missing! So I celebrated this morning with nookie and … Continue reading One Year Ago Today…
While I’m not ready to say that it sucks being single (because HELLO! It’s kinda fabulous!), occasionally it’s inconvenient. One of those inconveniences is attending weddings. I’ve got an RSVP card for myself and “guest” that I need to get back to the betrothed in a week. Do I bother with a guest? Even though … Continue reading Wedding Bells
To Pleat, or Not to Pleat. That is the Question! Here’s the answer: FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS HOLY, NO! Ok, so the answer is a bit more complicated than that. The wearing of pleats by men (because women should really never wear pleated pants, period!) is a tricky art that should only be … Continue reading Fashion Police
Holy crap, I am crazy amounts of busy these days. Seems like I’m not the only one though. I just made a dinner date with a friend, and we had to make it for nearly two weeks away! Sheesh. I don’t really mind it though, having things to do and people to see makes me … Continue reading Me Time
I am not the most well endowed girl in the world. In fact, I am a card-carrying memeber of the IBTC. It used to bother me. A lot. Thankfully, growing up has also come with a healthy dose of body confidence. I now don’t give a damn about my breasts, or lack thereof. And thanks … Continue reading Release the Hounds