I could just as easily have titled this post, 2017: annus horribilis. It was. Horribilis, with a dollop of Shitibilis, and a heaping spoonful of Assibilis. Good riddance 2017.
The one where I journey to the other side of the planet, scale glaciers and then get pampered.
The one where I make you jealous with pictures from my awesome vacation.
The one where I explain why I’m such a shitty blogger.
We all need a little cleansing every now and again. Especially us dirty ones.
A tale of hiking and kayaking and rubber ducky riding! Also, gourmet donuts.
Finding shade during the hot, hot days of Vegas summer. Also, nature porn. PHOTOGRAPHY of nature, you pervs.
Not all corporate buzz phrases are useless. Follow the sage words from the boardroom and “don’t boil the ocean” when it comes to your weight loss plans.
The one where I rip into an incompetent receptionist. AKA: More medical drama.
The one where I finally land the man of my dreams, a doctor.
The one where my gallbladder AND the entire medical system decided to make me suffer.