One of my favourite things in the world is acting silly and childish, so when a friend from Stirling invited me to join her and…
My parents were really mean when I was growing up. They were so mean that they denied my sisters and me access to essential vitamins and minerals.…
One of the (many) amazingly delicious meals I enjoyed growing up was tamale pie. It was a basic, no fuss, no-frills meal, but it included…
Fondue has got to be one of the funnest foods of all time. It’s a social food that basically forces you to interact with your…
I spent yesterday truly remembering my childhood and the joys of growing up redneck. And it was great. Well, except for the literal red neck that…
There is too much going on in my little brain just now and trying to tell you all about it will just make me sound like a madwoman teetering on…
I was 14-years-old when I got my ears pierced. One hole per ear as an 8th-grade graduation gift from my parents. And I knew that…
I’m still feeling quite stressed, so thought I’d share a random memory today since it’s a memory that makes me smile. So, here goes! I was…
I took a bit of a self-esteem stumble after being pushed by some hurtful words over the weekend. I really let the words get to…
My dream to rule the world began when I was a young child with much smaller aims. I can vividly recall the start of my…
I was ten years old when, along with my 14-year-old neighbour, I developed the world’s first carpenter ant extermination system. It was genius. Pure, simple…
I wish on eyelashes. I don’t know when it started. Maybe my parents taught me the superstitious act. I can’t remember. But what I know for…
I’ve just completed another one of the Brooklyn Art Library‘s collaborative art projects, Letters From Your Childhood, so here I am sharing it with you. Yay! It’s difficult…
I have been a good girl all day. I had an oat bar and grapes for breakfast; leftover chicken and potatoes for lunch; and a…
Yep, that’s me: Gadget Girl. OK, I admit that I’m not the most gadgety of all gadget girls, but I’m certainly the first place contender…
Every once in a while, my mind wanders back to the first time a boy gave me flowers. Or, rather, the first time a boy…
I didn’t have the perfect childhood. I didn’t have perfect parents. I didn’t grow up with money or material possession that caused envy of those…
I recently finished another swirl drawing and I thought that I’d share it with you. (But you have to read to the end to see…
Triboluminescence is awesome! It used to entertain me as a child and it still entertains me as an adult. Or, to translate into Plain English: It’s…
Growing up, I always loved to borrow my Mum’s clothing and accessories – the old stuff. I loved her funky dresses and jewellery from the 1960s and…