“How did you go?” is the question I’ve been most asked since I completed my far-too-short stint, volunteering at the orphanage and charity school in Nha Trang. Actually, it was more of a “how did you go?”, with emphasis on the you. Because the people who ask know what I’m like and how much of an impact…
Diary
Insert Title Here
I know it’s been ages and ages since I’ve partaken in a bout of blogging. It’s sporadic at best, I know. I have so many things I want to say, and so much joy I get from this on small activity (although, admittedly, when I do it it is long and takes up a fair…
Why I Sweat the Small Stuff
I am renowned, so renowned it deserves a renowned!, for sweating the small stuff. I will grasp on to a somewhat insignificant thing, and talk it over and over and over. To anyone and everyone. Whether they want to hear it or not. And even when they’re sick of hearing it, and I know they are. I’ll…
Parenting Teenagers: Music
Parenting teenagers is hard. We know. We’ve talked about it previously, about how they are slowly extricating themselves from our lives, and how it is just hard in general. I gotta say, though, whilst those things are hard, I’m aware of them, accepting of them even, and able to be okay (mostly) with the fact…
There is nothing you can say …
Self awareness is a beautiful thing, and there is nothing you can say about me, behind my back, that I don’t already know. There’s nothing you can say I’m not aware of. About myself. I know I’m irreverent. And sarcastic. And that sometimes I don’t know when it’s inappropriate to be one or the other….