I love this dish spaghetti with garlic, chilli & olive oil it was a dish that my mum had at the convent in Malta when growing up (strange I know) and now one of my absolute favourite supper standbys.
However - a word to the wise. Wash up before you go to bed or your house will STINK the next morning.......whoops
Sunday, 27 March 2011
Friday, 25 March 2011
Ouch
"addressee has gone away" who knew such a simple phrase could hurt so much?
It's still my home - isn't it? Well that has helped me put my wobble back in it's box that's for sure.
Yes home would be easy, going back simple - but then where would the happy be?
The ostrich has managed to peck even with their head still firmly in the sand. Who knew?
It's still my home - isn't it? Well that has helped me put my wobble back in it's box that's for sure.
Yes home would be easy, going back simple - but then where would the happy be?
The ostrich has managed to peck even with their head still firmly in the sand. Who knew?
Thursday, 24 March 2011
Beyond Grumpy
I am beyond grumpy today. Questioning my decisions and actions, wondering if I have made a massive mistake.
I'm taking a book and a cup of tea to bed.
I'm taking a book and a cup of tea to bed.
Thursday, 17 March 2011
Missing
There is something missing, I've looked all over but I can't find it. You see it's not a thing. It's you.
I miss you.
Tuesday, 8 March 2011
Monday, 7 March 2011
How f*cking dare you
I don't get angry often, and usually if I do it passes quickly. But that email you sent me late Saturday has infuriated me. How fucking dare you?
After everything I did for you - every part of me I gave you send me a message like that.
Well fuck you.
After everything I did for you - every part of me I gave you send me a message like that.
Well fuck you.
Saturday, 5 March 2011
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