It’s usually about this time that I wax lyrical about the weekend and how Monday’s are a chance for a brand new start but its cold and I’m miserable because… well, Monday. How do two days fly by in such a heartbeat?
Dear Ketoers, Paleo and low carb lovers
Stop reading now.
Double denim and vintage tees, that’s what I’m talking about!
One of my favourite dishes growing up as a kid was Chilli Con Carne. My mum used to make it all the time until my brother decided he didn’t like beans so then it was relegated to nights when he wasn’t around or on special occasions like my birthday when I got to choose what I wanted for dinner.
Ahh do you think Tristan was trying to tell me something? I didn’t take it personally. Who could resist shooting under this excellent demonstration of street art? #perthisok
Mondays are wretched things. Especially when last Monday you were strolling through the autumn Melbourne air, ducking into cafes to avoid the rain and planning your to do list around the next meal.
I’ve never been much of a cook. I inherited that from my mother. Vegemite on toast for dinner? Yes please.