“Mommy, I can’t sleep’. Great. Another 11pm tall-tale that will most likely keep me out of sleep until Scarlett screams at me at 2am. Sidney has been extra ‘sensitive’ lately, and I have been doing my utmost not to mantra him out and leave him outside to air overnight. “Why, what’s wrong?” Sidney stared at … Continue reading Rob Kelly of everything: 2019
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Once the chicken had done its 2 hours, I removed it from the oven, and lifted the foil to find blackened thighs and drumsticks.
And yes, I have the receipts.
I decided to take the time to finish my trilogy.
So, at 5.30am, I stopped my car outside of the corner shop. From my back seat, I could have sworn I heard laughter. The laughter sounded young; adolescent. I decided I must have heard something/someone from outside the vehicle, and as I let my passenger in, my stomach dropped, as I was overcome with a feeling of nausea and dread. “Hello Shana”, she said.