I’ve dropped my iPhone MANY times, but yesterday it finally decided to give as it hit the concrete floor of our studio. My almost two year old baby is not yet at retirement but is held together by cellophane tape. If I yelp halfway through a phone conversation with you, it’s most likely because a shard of glass has decided to embed into the side of my face.
Posted in Hit or Miss, Thoughts
I think I may have some sort of disorder – a blog disorder. I just can’t stop wanting to start a project and attaching a new blog to it. So, firstly one for my love of bikes. Now one for my drawings and inspiration. Who knows what’s next.
Posted in Hit or Miss, Thoughts
Some things just never change. And that’s not always a good thing.
Posted in Hit or Miss, Thoughts
Our little furry friend chooses the toilet bowl over his water bowl. No kisses for him!
Posted in Dengan Teman, Hit or Miss, Love in a Parcel
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