After much deliberation, I have decided to close down the Rafferty’s Rules blog. Many of the posts will be migrating to a new blog, deldevours.wordpress.com. Del Devours isn’t live yet but I will post an update when it is published…. Read More ›
By remembering how the world handled the AIDS pandemic at its height, we can discover several lessons for coping with the current Covid-19 crisis.
Out of respect for the death of His Royal Highness The Prince Philip, Rafferty’s Rules will be observing a period of mourning. No blog posts will be published during this time. Normal activities will resume on the first Monday in May.
It’s that time of year again. A new year, and an opportunity to turn a new leaf.
Rafferty’s Rules is being resurrected. It has been a dead site for about a year and a half and it was, for all intents and purposes, dying for several months before that. Here’s why:
I felt like my blog was looking a little dated, so I gave it a makeover. I decided to keep the name, but I completely revamped the entire look to (hopefully) make it more relevant.
Note added 28/11/2020: Yes, I did believe this at one point in my life. I was going through a lot in my life (which I have no intention of posting here, so don’t bother asking) and I was in a very dark place. It was a very brief interlude in my life of maybe a few years where I hated everyone and everything, myself most of all. I didn’t believe this before that time, and I don’t believe it now. However, I am not going to delete this post as I believe in owning my mistakes as well as my successes.
All kids run away from home at some point, right? I know my siblings and I did so a few times. There are two times in particular that come to mind.
Name: Nurture Age: 40 Gender: Female Marital status: Married Romance: is wonderful. Hair colour: Browny Eye colour: Blue Long or short hair: Just past my shoulders Favourite thing to eat: Sushi Favourite thing to wear: Leggings Favourite perfume/cologne: Musk. It… Read More ›
I did something I never thought I would do; something exciting, exhilarating, incredibly frightening. I signed up for NaNoWriMo.
Yes, you read the title correctly. I am back. Butterfly and I arrived back yesterday. And let me just say I am never doing that again!