My Body Exists

Exercise. That single word alone is enough to send me to the opposite side of the room, arms crossed and hip jutted out in utter discomfort. I am not sporty, I never have been really. While I played netball and Oz-Tag, I always enjoyed the comfort of my books and music to help me escape.Continue reading “My Body Exists”

Death by Breakfast Chicken, My Way to Go

It is no secret that I love food, because let’s get real here and admit there is no greater satisfaction then eating an amazing meal and feeling like you’re about to burst but feeling good in the knowledge that you have probably had one of the best meals of you life … until the nextContinue reading “Death by Breakfast Chicken, My Way to Go”