I’ve rounded up another summary of all that jazz that has brought joy into my wag life over the past month. So this September I have mostly been…
Making the choice to look after my husband is as strong a feminist move as any bra burning shenanigans – it takes a strong woman to exercise that choice power when going against the grain.
It may seem a very specific thing that only fans or wags can relate to, the world of wrestling can teach us a few things about real life.
For years I’ve dreaded the “where do you see yourself in five years time?” questions because until he put a ring on it, I didn’t have a clue. Now I know exactly what I want.
Change for the better is great & with new year motivation, this is the best time to do it, but putting pressure on yourself just because it’s January is unnecessary.
I thought I was good at buying gifts but I’ve massively been put to shame; my quirky, sentimental wife presents have been trumped by handmade fan presents.
When I married my wrestlerman, that magic wand that transforms a single lady into a domestic goddess never waved over me, so I’m teaching myself how to wife & life.