I’ve created a reputation for myself.
It started young, this special gift of mine. There are always those popular “Rebekah stories” that surface whilst entertaining guests over dinner, and the one about me wrecking my dad’s classic car is definitely at the top.
It isn’t what you think.
Continue reading ➞ I Break Things
I recently finished the Gossip Girl series on Netflix, and like any Netflix junkie who cannot cope with the stress of finding a new show to watch, I simply went back to season one and started again.
Not to worry. There will be NO spoilers given.
I, like any faithful brunette who feels for those who are constantly over-shadowed by the bombshell blonde, have a soft spot in my heart for Blair Waldorf, and rightly so. She is an incredible, fictional, girl-who-I-please-want-as-a-best-friend, real to me!, human being. And I love her for many reasons.
Continue reading ➞ Reasons To Love Blair Waldorf
“So, Rebekah, what are you doing later?” Daniel asks me.
The clock on my phone reads 9:45pm. I squint at Daniel like he’s lost his mind. “What do you mean later?”
I blink three times, slowly. I planned on scurrying home and brewing a fresh mug of chamomile. I planned on stretching out the tendonitis in my wrists and wishing the dog sweet dreams. I planned on tidying my shoes and checking the status of my teeth. I planned on saying my prayers.
This was about the point I realized: I am a 22-year-old grandma.
Continue reading ➞ I’m A Grandma