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tyrannyofpink

I haven’t felt like writing lately. Truth be told, I haven’t felt like doing much else other than cry. It feels somewhat ridiculous even putting this out there – the fact that I’m crying over the loss of a thing. A thing with no meaning more than memories attached to it. But I’m getting ahead of myself As you may know if you read this blog regularly, we are moving to New Zealand. Well at least that is the hope. So far, there have been steps taken towards that move

This isn’t a post about how important education is, it’s something else instead. It’s a story from my past as much as it’s a story about my present. You see, my incredible husband graduated with a distinction for his Masters research this Friday. And I sat in that room, beaming with pride and even more, completely in awe of the person I watched walk up on to that stage. A few years ago, I met this boy. He was only 21 and I was immediately over the moon and in

If you came here to read about how fun migrating is, you will be severely disappointed. It. Is. Not. Fun! Holy hell, I knew it would be tough but I had no idea about exactly what that would mean. We decided in April this year to move across the world and after doing A LOT of research, including seeing a migration agent, we decided that New Zealand was the absolute right fit for us. It happened to fit a lot of our requirements but a big one was that the

They say death is the number one fear. Not to me. I’m not afraid of dying. You see to me you’re alive And then you’re not   Just light one minute and darkness the next   No I’m not afraid of dying. Only the bereaved I’d leave behind. You see I know that feeling all too well The pain that fills the void The heart-break that fills the silence The longing that remains When love has died   I’m afraid of the hole left behind I’m afraid of the tears

Today, I find myself annoyed. REALLY annoyed at the amount of body shaming and blame placing that is going on. I fail to understand how WOMEN are pointing fingers at other women and saying that dressing in skimpy clothing is showing that you are “available” and it’s your fault for not dressing more conservatively. NO.  NO.  NO!!!!  Just NO!  Women are not being raped because they are dressing a certain way they are being raped because MEN rape! I should be able to walk down the street completely fucking naked

I’ve heard it said about a million times before, to me, to others to the world in general. Oh you’ll regret them when you’re older… It’s tiresome, it’s boring and it’s not really helpful in any way. I often want to say not as much as you’ll regret being an asshole but the truth is, that assholes very rarely realise that they are being assholes anyway. And yes, you’re being an asshole if you say this to people with tattoos – because people with tattoos don’t care what you have

To my incredible husband on Father’s Day – Thank you! There are not enough words in the English language that can be used to express how much I love you and how thankful I am that I found you. Happy Father’s Day my love! I remember back to a time when I didn’t want to get married. Then I met you and I couldn’t imagine a life without you! I couldn’t imagine a life without a family with you! In the last nine years, you’ve gone from just someone I

A little while ago I wrote a blog post called When is it time to just say enough is enough? and I haven’t really mentioned anything about it since then so I thought it was time to let you know that we took this question pretty seriously and after doing lots and lots of research, we decided that actually, the time was now. So we are moving to New Zealand if they will have us. Of course the decision wasn’t taken lightly and there have been lots of things to consider

The last while I’ve been trying to think of something to blog about. I’ve looked at my trusty content plan a million times and wondered if that was the right thing or if this is the right thing or maybe you’d like to hear about this or maybe that. I’ve thought about things I need to say and things I want to say and yet somehow, none of them have seemed vaguely important enough to write about when my country is burning to the ground. I feel like that sounds

I’ve spent the last few days nursing a sick husband and then a sick toddler and as luck would have it, just as they are both getting better I’m the one hit with the worst cold I’ve ever had. I’ve been coughing and cold and then hot and then cold and honestly, I don’t think I’ve had this bad a cold in a really long time. So it really was PERFECT timing for my incredible new duvet to arrive from Sixth Floor and Superbalist. I was sent this beautiful grey

I’ve been decluttering for the last while. It’s refreshing. I’m really quite good at letting go of “junk”… I HATE clutter. I really can’t stand things lying around that don’t “belong” there which admittedly has something I’ve had to adjust to being married to the king of leaving things lying around. I usually do a purge of my stuff and give things away or sell them but there are some things I’ve not been able to get rid of. I feel like hanging on to the things that no longer

Guest Post: Emma Zeta Skinner   You Might Not Think You’re Creepy, but I Do. To the man who without a thought said to me, “Thanks, sweetheart!” You might think that’s ok, but it’s not. I have a name, and I’m not your sweetheart. To the man who excluded me from business meetings so I could ‘watch the floor’. You might think that’s ok, but it’s not. I’m more than smart and qualified to achieve great things, but you won’t grant me any permission to do so. To the man

This morning I woke up to the devastating news that an Ariana Grande concert had been bombed and 22 people are dead! TWENTY TWO people. Some of those, children. The lives of those twenty-two people’s family members will be changed for the worse for ever. They will now, live their lives consumed with guilt and grief. They will question their own decision-making “was it my fault for letting her go?” and they will look for someone to blame whether or not that person or group is responsible. Because when someone

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I don’t repost articles that I’ve read elsewhere but this morning I got a notification of a new post on Penelope Trunks blog. I really love reading her writing. She’s so frank and honest and it’s refreshing to read something that seems uncensored. This morning though, her post made me stop for a minute. I had to literally take a moment to fight back the tears. This woman is incredible. She is smart and she is successful and she has achieved great things so it confuses me so that she

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