Driving home for Christmas

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Today I was at that point where I was sick of not being able to drive a car anymore, because of fear. I packed our bags, grabbed J and squeezed her into her winter coat. Armed with the car keys and a Belgian speaking satnav we were ready to hit the car and leave. Just like that. But then rain and hail came crashing down from the sky.

But but but, always a but. But this time was different. I swear.

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Freaking Selfie Friday | week 2

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Yeah babies it’s Friday! Freaking Selfie Friday to be more accurate.

So we have this idea to start the weekend with a catchy quote and ditto selfie (read auto timer). Match made in heaven right? In fact we want to try this every single week, starting with last weeks shake that weekend.

So happy weekend and for now:

AS FAR AS WE’RE CONCERNED LEOPARD IS THE NEW NEUTRAL.

XMV

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Penpals: Making new friends

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It’s been 4 months already. Me living in LA. I am adjusting, starting to find my way around the supermarket. Our house is almost finished and feels more and more like home.

So far so good. But then there is the building a new social life part. I’m 37 and I have to make new friends. And that is not so easy.

I don’t need loads of friends, because honestly I can’t handle many. I’m a good friend, a loyal friend, and an ‘I move mountains for you’ friend. But I don’t call to chat and I will remember that important thing you have, but probably a day too late. I’m messy. In my house, in my head and in my friendships. But I’m there when I need to, i’m true and I’m always honest.

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Copy paste an illusion

 

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Copy paste. Magic when using Microsoft Word. But when it comes to living your life it’s an illusion.

When I was little I had this desperate urge to be the same as the girls in class. But how hard I tried, I wasn’t. The colour of my skin and the shape of my eyes just didn’t work with me.

So one day I decided to try and not care anymore. I wanted to be me. Loud, spilling my every thought, wearing petticoats with surf tops and red heels in third grade and making jokes no one understood.

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