So I guess you could say that things got a little wild two weekends ago… With a spontaneous trip to Phinda that sprang up out of nowhere like a blind pimple on the eve of your first date (ahhhh, the trials and tribulations of puberty), Ryan and I set off on a long-overdue getaway. Having…
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Fudged up.
Fudge. It’s my third favourite F-word and narrowly gets the bronze medal behind the words “Friday” and “fuuuuu….” yeah, you know which one. That last one seems to slip out when I’m caught off guard, angry or just having a bad day. For example, I use it when I wake up forgetting that it’s Monday,…