These days I'd just enjoy walking, I don't have the hips for anything else.

It's been 39 degrees this week. Even blinking makes me sweat.

You know it's too hot outside when your measurement of whether or not to go outside and do adulting is whether or not you have to put a bra on for it.

After that I might write a book about procrastination. Maybe. We'll see.

'It has a really nifty applicator and feels really cool when applied - instantly calming my skin that quite often looks like I've been dragged behind a car on my face. '