Haha, indeed!

But really they’re being super duper generous because the surrogate should be the one paying them for the privilege of carrying their royal spawn, right? I mean she’s a lucky gal ;)

Nicola Sturgeon also made a short but strong statement regarding the situation.

I find myself humming “I Got That Flow”.

The video annoys me so much.

It’s hard to rationalize, especially in this context of a blind person. One assumes other senses become heightened. I suppose her sense of smell could be completely deadened just by being used to it, as well as denial. Otherwise her house (and those of other hoarders) would be overwhelming, and impossible to live in.…

My dad took me to see a double feature with The Big Blue, because he knew I loved it. I knew that there would be an awkward scene but I figured we could ignore it. What neither of us knew was that the first film in the double was.... Betty Blue. An incredible film, but NOT one to watch with your dad. The opening scene…

So much yes!

I shoved him/it. He looked confused. Haha.

First kid, I was a daily commuter and got offered a seat once. I was so shocked I stuttered a reply of thanks. I had a lot of other funny experiences on crowded trams though, my favourite being the university student that stood next to me and rested his heavy backpack on my belly as if he didn’t notice the sudden…

Mum used to make almond milk at home with some almonds and some water in blender. I can acknowledge that buying a tetrapak of almond drink at the store might contain various other things, mostly to thicken and keep it looking milky since I guess the teeny tiny almond bits would precipitate out of the solution…

In the 90s I worked in a lingerie store that required skirts/dresses, stockings and heels year round. And plenty of makeup of course. Summer be damned, staff have to look ladylike. Nice tailored pants can’t be ladylike? Not according to my interviewer.

That picture gives me nightmares from my high-school formal in the 90s, in Australia. Dear old mum forked out for me to get my frizzy, curly lamb hair “done” at a salon. They asked me what I wanted. I said anything “relaxed”, that would make my hair look even a tad more glamorous than usual. Just not frizzed up into…

Good grief. In my nook of Europe most toilets are blocks of unisex cubicles anyway. This just simplifies things so much.

Why do I get the feeling that the people who most vocally and vehemently condemn pokemon go and people who enjoy it are bitter about it somehow? Was the phone too old to support it or something? Got a dearth of pokestops in the area? Honestly, the people I know who really “don’t care” about pokemon don’t feel the need…

Being a bystander is scary. I can’t help wondering what would have happened if the witnesses on bikes hadn’t been two guys, but instead two women.

How many people are going to fail this woman?