The Fallout From When My Brain Feels Asplodey. The few weeks have mostly been taken up by me spending time with my cat. He still seems just like my little kitty to me. Oh, and his name? In the Wake of Tragedy. There are so many emotions that come tied .

2016 was a rough year for many folks. Life has a tendency to throw curveballs when all we want is an predictable straight forward toss. Thanks to all who made it an unpredictably special year for me. PS this is the last year I am posting a photo recap on this blog. I am moving all my photographic ventures into Instagram.

But my life is not that of a mum. I do not belong with the army of women who walk along the street, little hand in theirs, listening to the chatter about who did what that day. That is not bliss but a never-ending agony. Each time I spot a thigh-high blond head trotting a.

Just a plain Jane sharing my life with you. From random thoughts, to food, to complaints, to clothes, to anything out of my world. Header image by Tim Jarosz-. It was a good break from our hunt.

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