I’m just refusing to treat January like an audition for a better version of myself.

Don’t be expecting deep insights or heartwarming lessons, like, it’s just random stuff that stands out amongst the haze

Ireland should follow their lead!

"The real deal, guys, the body-shutting-down, spirit-crushing lurgy that’s been flying around Cork faster than that rumour about the hurlers in the dressing room at the All-Ireland final."

Christmas lists are definitely on the agenda.

Get over yourself, Christmas dinner

Esther McCarthy on a goal for the ages — and a cheeky wagon who insulted her

Keep him in a constant state of slight bafflement. Bonus points if you ever catch him staring at himself in the mirror, questioning his sanity.

The fridge light feels like an interrogation lamp exposing my culinary failures. “Explain this furry half lemon wrapped in tinfoil, you monster.”

"The medium told me I'd have daughters with the confidence of someone who didn't think the rube across from her would take meticulous notes and use them 15 years later in a revenge column. AHA! ALL WRONG. Got you, Melinda, you fraud!"