When life doesn’t go to plan
Recently I shared about how COVID-19 disrupted our second attempt at a honeymoon, exactly one year after it…
Whatever happened to Alternative Ann?
Compliant me, defiant me I have a friend who used to call me “Alternative Ann” back when we…
Hula hoops, goannas and the games we play
Here's a confession: I can't make eye contact with good-looking strangers. Once we're in a conversation I'm totally fine, but once I've assessed that you're a hottie I will try pretty hard not to look at you at all.
Just because you're handsome doesn't mean I want you, okay?
Dating and attraction is such a game - and a messy one at that. Valentine's Day and what you do or don't do is just an annual component of this game.
Notes from a champion tickboxer
Sometimes I think I might have made a great bureaucrat. But alas, I don't like ticking boxes. And so it is that since graduating, I've given up ticking the boxes and being boxed in. Instead, I'm beating the box and I'm boxing the ticks.
2016: Resolving me
I’m an anti-resolutionist. I’ve always been sceptical about the value of New Year’s resolutions. Occasionally I’d humour my sister…
Still twentynothing
Almost-no-longer-twentysomething. That’s how I described myself a month ago. Since then, I’ve done some soul searching, some job searching…
Almost-no-longer-twentysomething
“You’re not 25 anymore, y’know,” my sister says. She’s being gracious. After another year abroad, I re-enter my…
Meeting Moscow
Moscow was hot and muggy when we landed. She was temperamental – at times overcast, at times sunny.…
A good place
One of the things I’ve noted is that we don’t pray all that much together, neither us four…