This is me...

I'm spunky, and a brilliant thinker. It was a scholarly approach to revolution! Fundamentally an equanamist and egalitarianist who is pro future. Hence... Raised by a super being... Hence... Perfect for perpetuity... Chefs kiss 👌🏻 

The day dawns and the juices flow and I think "so here I am." morning coffee, oh but the smell of that first brew. An ommetje, what beauty the birds are singing. Home and then it's monty, wanting his walj, morning cuddle morning patrol. More often than not there's an invader of our quiet life, two heroes cast to the wind. Se he duky barks at the truck or the nearby dog.  Then I myself am back out, in nature, in a nomads zone, with the sweet recollection of aman beyond compare. Romance always softens the road.  A comfortable ensemble to be wearing and a cosy hat for morning hair. Then it's pancakes or something of the sort. So goes my morning part of the day. 

I went on a health kick previously, in my twenties. It's really paying off later in life! I eat what I want but I don't really change size. I also spend significant time doing dieting so I have a now small appetite. I also had a kind of restaurant craze in my twenties so I have quite a refined palate. This way, is it worth the calories, would be inbuilt into eating decisions. Even as i foray into french eating culture. Something about the lipids and eating at midday really prevents snacking which must be the real cause of anyone's diabetes. I rarely eat chocolate or dessert as I have a high bar and prefer savoury foods.  As far as vitamins goes, I figured out that a naturally varied diet provides everything. This is also a slimming world idea. 

I like to pray by reciting my version of a prayer (usually geared at PC and sincerity) or by asking for something in particular like how to even regard a scenario that is confusing or something of the sort! I also like to generalise my prayer and leave it open to interpretation in case I can't even grasp my issue so then could have a hint.  My favourite prayer is the hail Mary and  God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference  I often get them mixed up but I try to make them mean something relevant all the same. I love using prayer beads to focus my attention but I actually don't know how to do the rosary. Kind of agnostic praying. 

I've had my fair share, I don't do shows but you can read all about it soon in a store near you! My first media appearance wasthe local newspaper for participation in the regatta children's competitions. Then I was photographed at sone events and open days and they put it into flyers etc.  Then at uni I was in the national paper! Then came art exhibitions and now I can be prayed to. So I'm staying put ici. 

The fierce dog fights the cheese that momma brings home. He wags that tail like a liquorice stick. He bravely confronts a piece of plastic that makes a noise in the wind, but if he's a wikd dog his unease all makes sense! There's a certain glory about his athletic loping, his fuzzy mane and his wild django curly hair. He approaches with affection on a regular basis, together we figured out a life for him as a domestic idea. It involves shrrredding plastic, paper or stuffing on a frequent basis. His animal instincts are strong but well met by the life I give him. He's a mystery sometimes but I can expect it.  To be in the woods with montezuma is a voyage to wikd ways with a return ticket. He's my hero, he's my champ.