Most people that know me will know I have a thing for men with Wholesome Handsome Dad Energy – and I especially love seeing them pop up in horror movies. So with this being Valentines month, I thought I’d make a list of a few handsome-dad horror characters who have captured my dark little heart over the years.
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How long have bats been around? Turns out they go way back! Here are a few things the experts know about back-in-the-day bats.
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I drafted this post shortly after this trip a while back and never published it. I thought twice about posting it now but here it is.
I recently took a long solo road trip down the east coast to see a very dear long-time friend and her family, and to meet her baby daughter. The drive took me through the mist in some of the most beautifully eerie parts of the country (I’m delighted by the mere existence of Phantom Pass, which gets its name from the ghost moths that inhabit the area – I literally love everything about that) and the destination was postcard-perfect. Good coffee, great company, beautiful sights and I was even treated to nightly rainstorms, which are rare back home at this time of year.
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A while ago I wrote about Life Lessons from a Bat, and while zombies are nowhere near as cute and lovable, even the living dead can teach us a few positive things:
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I’m back with another Bat Fact Friday: Have you ever wondered how many bats there are in the world? I have, and here are some answers.
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Bringing back Bat Fact Friday after a LONG break from the blog.
Wow, these beautiful creatures have had an especially rough time of it since my last* Bat Fact Friday post 😦 None of the recent nonsense occurring in the world is their fault, they are precious little leathery star-kissed angels and we owe them our respect and protection. In case you were curious, expert ecologist and bat dad Merlin Tuttle lays down the facts about the exaggerated and/or baseless disease claims that can be so harmful to bats, in a way that’s easy to understand (and share).
Many midnight moons ago, in my previous Bat Fact Friday post, I mentioned that the Chiroptera (bats) order is divided into two suborders: These are megachiroptera (megabats or Old World fruit bats) and microchiroptera (microbats or “true” bats). My fact for the week is a quick comparison between megabats and microbats.
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We recently celebrated my Final Guy’s 40th birthday, and he absolutely deserves to be celebrated and spoiled (even though he doesn’t realise how fantastic he is). We found something fun and a little different to do for the party with friends and family – a late-night rooftop movie screening.
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Wow, I really am the worst at this! My poor blog keeps getting buried and resurrected until I make a resolution to write more outside of work. I didn’t even write about the amazing milestones like travelling, meeting my close friend’s baby or having our beautiful wedding.
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Under the watch of wilting Christmas angels and sand-dusted tinsel, the new year has rushed in like a midnight wildfire. December and January were a dazzling haze of celebrating, memory-making, selfie-taking, birthday-caking, heart-aching and more, all against the backdrop of a record-breaking heatwave.
All things considered I was stumbling through Hurt Girl Summer* at a rate; mostly in ballet flats clutching a bottle of sparkling water, occasionally in my highest heels clutching a glass of sparkling wine. Mostly holding my head up, engaging with the world and Getting Things Done, but occasionally cringing and creeping my way through the shadows hoping to go unnoticed.
I was feeling frustrated by my lack of consistency, my fluctuating energy and the way my lack of direction kept cancelling out my forward momentum. Then me and my guy both came down with THE bug, and suddenly none of that mattered at all anymore.
Midsummer Christmastime is a glitter-dusted fever dream that leaves me reeling. This time of year can be a lot to handle under the best of circumstances, and I know I’m far from unique in finding it a challenge. But I’ve got to say I’m feeling especially frustrated with myself at the moment, because despite coming through a year of so much goodness and growth I still can’t seem to get away from the ghosts of the season.
Let me say for the record, I am 100% in favour of Christmas ghosts and I certainly approve of them converting rich old misers into beloved philanthropists. But my haunting is less of the altruistic sort and more of the give-you-nightmares-and-f***-up-your-day-with-skyrocketing-anxiety sort.
The Ghoul Next Door 