I’ve been attempting to write this for days.. hell, weeks. Every way to try and write this has gone through my head and it’s just one of those things that kind of make sense in your head then when you go to write it down, it doesn’t come out coherently. I’m going to do my best though, as I don’t want this to be taken out of context or anyone to feel offended; all I want to do is create a dialogue where there currently isn’t one and maybe, even make someone feel better about being in a similar situation.
So naturally, I’m sick. So sick I actually wrote this article days ago and thought I posted it!
The whole house was sick. We hadn’t been home together yet somehow we all got sick at the same time. Other than keeping Difflam and Kleenex running, we’ve had to make sure two of us, in particular, don’t get even worse (fucked up immune systems are all the rage).
I thought that if I’m not in the right might to make an actual ‘Quality Post’, I should at least make a quick post about the three things that have really helped cut down the length and severity of my cold. I hope it might help you or someone you know who might be in the throws of phlegm and insomnia.
This isn’t a paid post in any way. I know we have this in our FAQ but I felt like I should reiterate that this is my real-deal, personal opinion and has not been sponsored in any way.
We’re back! I hope you haven’t missed us too much (if you’re on Twitter, you might be sick of us and our Eurovision live-tweeting). We were going to update and move the site to its first .com site, however we’re holding off on that until later in the year.
While we’ve been away though, we’ve had time to try out oil pulling ‘toothpaste’ by Keeko!
As I typed the title of this inevitable swearing rantfest, I could feel any male readers I had just flung their computer out from in front of their face. Yep, it’s a period post. Tough. If you stay, though, I’m sure you’ll love how much my body likes putting me through.
Now, you are catching me at my worst with no filter, so I’m warning you now that below is some Sweary McSwearpants content.
Some, she says.
Last August I penned a Before 30 List for myself which had the mini-goals I wanted to achieve before turning 30. Well, this weekend I turned 30. I thought I’d be shit-scared, have a nice 30-year-mark-mental-breakdown, but so far I’m… pretty okay.
It’s been over two weeks now since my evil assistant and I shed our foot skin away with the help of Milky Foot and Baby Foot, so I thought we’d give an update on how our feet are now, our thoughts on both products and if one has worked better than the other.