family. – Too Fat To Skinny Dip

new year, who you?

I can’t remember the last time I could breathe. Breathe. The simplest necessity of life. Yes, I took in oxygen for the purpose of, well, not dying, but not to live. I just needed enough air to get me through. After a tumultuous 2021, I had high hopes for what 2022 was going to bring…
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smoke & mirrors.

I’m a runner. Very much not of the athletic kind, wine run maybe? When things get hard or overwhelming, I struggle to compartmentalise and rationalise things in my mind. It can all be too much. I’ve mentioned before I feel things deeply – A blessing and a curse, a great and a not so great…
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you’re the shit.

When is that last time you told someone, you appreciate them? More so showed them. Do you let people know when you appreciate them or when you are grateful? Or expect them to just know? Like we are all mind readers (no offense to actual mind readers). We often skimp on gratitude and appreciation, at…
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i dare you.

The perfect relationship is out there, right? I see it everywhere – the movies (we know how I feel about love story’s), social media – everyone has the perfect relationship, the older generation – very rare you witnessed a divorce so why is it so hard for me? The definition of perfect is having all…
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this is me.

“I am brave, I am bruised, I am who I meant to be, this is me. Look out ’cause here I come…” Things happen, life changes you. They say people don’t change. They do. Maybe not their core values but experience definitely can’t have some form of impact. If you don’t grow, experience, learn –…
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an introduction.

Three years ago my life changed from laundry once a week and hungover Thursdays to navigating through children of all ages, house keeping, relationships, renovating, sports, more animals, and so much fucking laundry. Our life is crazy hectic and we definitely are covering all of our bases but I wouldn’t change any one of them…
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cars and coffee shops.

“There were two silver cars, one was really smashed up on Wharf Road and the other was on the other side of the road against the bank” The chatter of locals at the coffee shop this morning over their fresh brews. That was me. I was the second car against the bank. “Surely speed must…
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cost of a smile.

We stopped into our local caravan coffee shop at the town basin on Saturday for one of their delicious coffees. I have a crazy weird obsession with takeaway coffees. Drives Matt insane. Heading into town “Should we get a coffee?”. Going away for the weekend “Should we pick up a coffee?”. Sunday “Should we go…
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the lost years.

The last two and a half years have given more to the authors of history books than it has to the writers of diaries. Decades from now scholars will have a wealth of material for their accounts of this pivotal time, but when the people who lived through it look back on the timelines of…
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