One of the reasons is that I’m buying fewer new shoes (a travesty!!), and another is because my previous apartment had few spots that provided a clear background, so it was difficult to take decent photos.
These aren’t new, but they are lovely aren’t they?!
Strappy black patent leather heels with a snakeskin feature around the heel.
I’m at the airport waiting for the flight home from my weekend with the lovely switch.
Of course I am happy to share with you all, and I was thinking about what to write about it, and then I had a really great idea (I am full of them! Truly!). I already told him I was going to send him a questionnaire to fill in (probably full of ridiculous questions that make me laugh) and he is eagerly (?) awaiting them.
Then I thought, “Oooh, I’ll bet my readers would love to ask him questions too!!!”
I was asked for a snippet from my NaNo writing from last year. A cheeky request! I recorded this soon after the request, then stalled on posting it because I wanted to find a snippet I liked better. Then trawling through 50k words to find something I liked better seemed like too much work. So I stalled some more.
An American switch friend who I have never met is coming to Australia for work and he is sweetly flying me out to spend the weekend with him.
When he mentioned the possibility a couple of months ago, I sort of shrugged non-committally and said I might be interested. I find that men *say* stuff like that all the time, and for whatever reason it never actually happens, so I don’t place much stock in those sorts of things.
It rolls into my inbox, my own fault. I have not changed the settings that tell the world to alert me to you being out there.
You are interviewed, photographed, recorded. I read, I look, I listen. I can’t *not* even though I wonder why, really.
I try to place these feelings I have.
It makes me smile, I am so proud of you. I am. Even after so long. I want to reach out and say ‘Well done beautiful, you deserve it’ and in a flight of fancy imagine dropping you a note to say so. I won’t, of … Continue Reading “Reflections brought home”
I started an exercise blitz on 30 April with a 12 week program involving gym work 6 days a week (see my Check My Workouts! page for more detail), and pilates twice a week (which I have been doing forever).
Last week, I finished my second 12 week program where I was gymming 5 days a week, with pilates still twice a week.
I have just started my third 12 week stint.
Psychologically, it is easier for me to think of them as 12 week blocks than ‘forever and ever’ because the latter makes me go ‘What?! No way!’