“I’m not longer washing my hair,” my loving other half stated. I wasn’t sure if it was a way of keeping his introverted self in a pseudo-permanent lockdown by resisting basic hygiene. Luckily, that wasn’t the case and he made a pretty convincing one with his explanation.
They say that the thoughts, the wants, and the desires that have a hook in you. That won’t fade with time. Those are the ones to pursue. Those are the ones pointing you to your dreams, your north stars or at least something to do with your time. Today, I did a thing to release my inner painter.
I felt for her. It’s been over a year since I even left the rock we call home. I haven’t traveled, gone shopping or even popped down into the States where our family lives. But I have one thing that gives me hope. A marshmallow.
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Hi, I’m Lillie. Previously a magazine editor, I became a full-time mother and freelance writer in 2017. I spend most of my time with my kids and husband over at The Brown Bear Family but this blog is for my love of food and sharing my favourites with you!