Leroy is a lover, not a fighter (usually). This means he loves to kiss everyone, anytime, anywhere. Things get particularly awkward when he decides he would like to join me for a cuddle in the bath and perches on the edge of my soaker tub, attempting to lick my shoulder and totally oblivious to the…
Author: Kay at Blue Speckled Pup
I spend my weekdays days teaching junior high fashion and fitness courses. I spend the rest of my life making up recipes and ignoring my measuring cups, singing, dancing, writing, and making dinosaur noises.
I'm clumsy, passionate, spontaneous, and rather ridiculous. Luckily for me, I am married to a wonderful man who balances me perfectly. We live in Alberta, Canada, with two lovely dogs and one dumb cat.
Thoughts at Twelve Thirty Nine
I’ve been something of an insomniac my whole life. Bear in mind, of course, that I have no medical training, so me declaring myself an insomniac is rather similar to a person who has no idea what a carburetor does (don’t worry, I do) talking about internal combustion engine hiccups. Whatever the technical name for…