I have no idea what I am doing, yet I do it on a daily basis. I live in the hope that I’m not screwing my kids up or setting them up to be more unhinged than me. This constant improvisation and flying by the seat of my pants has resulted in a need for an outlet that isn’t my darling (does that sound forced?) children. So here it is, the internet, the 'publish' button - shared insanity at the click of a mouse.