Blooming Late

They called me a spinster!

In the spot where it says marital status, they dared to write it. That word. S.P.I.N.S.T.E.R. And in the year 2022. The horror of it all! Not single or bachelorette or even Bridget Jones. No, they called me a spinster. I know I do things at a different pace, but to be called an old maid? And not just anywhere but on a legal piece of paper, it will stand forever. Call the cops. Get the guillotine. Roll those heads. The stale patriarchy is at it again. I’d preferred to have been called a witch,...

7 months ago • 3 min read

💣 When Family Adds Vinegar To Your Olive Oil

Hello Reader, I'm not going to bore you with the usual end of year 'we only have .... days left of 2024, let's make them count.' I'm tired and I'm sure you are too. No-one wants to hear about new-year-new-you plans in December. I get it. We all just want some form of CHILL. Cucumber drinks (wink wink), hot-mama booty bopping bods, indecent proposals, laughter and loving. Yes, please sign me up for that. Unfortunately, a story always has a BUT. And that BUT in this story is family. Yep, it's...

about 1 month ago • 1 min read

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👉Inside Scoop: From Proper To Gin & Juice

Hey Reader, I’ve been diving deep into Martha Stewart’s story lately, and oh my goodness, do I have some juicy insights to share with you! Grab your coffee (or wine, I won’t judge), and let’s chat about what makes Martha such a fascinating force of nature. Beauty vs. Brains? She said “Both, thanks!” 💅 Listen, Martha started as a model (and a stunning one at that), but she had bigger dreams brewing. She taught us that while people might admire a pretty face, they bow down to empire builders....

about 2 months ago • 2 min read

What helped me, might help you too!

Photo by Greg Rosenke on Unsplash Dear friends and loved ones The world feels like it’s teetering on a ledge. We don’t know whether it will roll over, sending us into free fall, or if it will maintain its balance (and some sanity). I’ve been tired and emotional this week, and I’m not the only one! Sometimes, we must pause and check in with ourselves—especially as time passes. I blinked, and suddenly, it’s the end of May! I'm not upset about the passage of time, but if I don't take a moment to...

7 months ago • 2 min read

Not so secret diary entry of an uncharted mind!

Dear friends and loved ones I got sick the week leading up to King’s Day (27 April). So ill that I dreaded the long nights and prayed for the morning. My pillow was propped up like they do in hospital beds. The throat lozenges, water, paracetamol, nasal spray, cough mixture and tissues were all at hand. Photo by Matthew Henry on Unsplash And my poor husband was huffing around the house because he was on speed dial. Unfortunately, his phone kept ringing, and some lunatic lined up a firing...

7 months ago • 3 min read