the end was just the beginning
I've become a little fixated - no, really, me? - on Sprog 1's party bags. I want them to be a source of delight for their recipients. Since Sprog 1 is having a science experiment party, I'm hoping to create something that reflects the theme. So I've been Googling myself into a coma as I... Continue Reading →
I'm torn, should I get Sprog 1 a Roadkill Toy for Christmas (for a Roadkill history lesson click here)? I'm thinking about Smudge the Squirrel (my favourite is Grind the Rabbit, but that seems in poor taste since Mr Bunnykins joined the family). Does buying Sprog 1 a Smudge make me a bad mother? Does... Continue Reading →
Sprog 1 turns 9 today. I can't quite believe it. God help me, she's a tween. When she was born, she looked like this (enormous and cranky) ... And pretty much stayed that way for the next three months. I thought all babies wailed that much (until Sprog 2 came along and wailed much, much... Continue Reading →
In honour of this week's freakishly cold weather, I'm about to make 30 polar bear cupcakes for Sprog 1 to take to school for her birthday tomorrow. Cute, no? I'm also wrapping her presents: Cluedo, a Dalek alarm clock, a cossie and the new Ruby Redfort book. I hope she likes them ... RECIPE: Polar... Continue Reading →
Dear Katherine, I have a confession to make. I know Anglican priests (you go girl!) don't take confession, but I'm hoping you'll find it in your heart to provide absolution. There's something I've been too mortified to tell you. The SMS you sent yesterday shocked me to the core. The words were so innocent: "Sorry... Continue Reading →
If you're like me, barley doesn't figure highly in your weekly meal planning. But it's an unsung hero among grains. Barley is a low GI food, an excellent source of dietary fibre and, unlike many grains that only contain fibre in their outer layer, the fibre in barley is throughout the whole kernel. Studies also suggest it... Continue Reading →
Husband fixes all his technology problems with Google search. He was typing in "I want to see my Genius ..." something or other ... whatever that means ... I don't understand iTunes ... when he noticed a funny thing. The moment he got to "I want to see ..." the most popular search terms starting... Continue Reading →
I like this curry because it doesn't include cream or coconut milk, so it makes me feel virtuous (let's just ignore the fat content of the roti bread and sausages). The Sprogs like it too, as long as I keep that roti bread coming ... Recipe: Malaysian-style curried sausages 1 tablespoon peanut or rice bran... Continue Reading →
Naturally, peace on earth and goodwill to all men tops my list of Christmas wishes but, while that's being sorted, there's some other stuff I'd quite fancy too. People reckon I'm hard to buy for. I can't understand why. There are soooooo many things I'd like. My Christmas lust list was ignited when I saw... Continue Reading →
It's school formal season in Sydney and it's sent me on a nostalgia trip about mine. But I'm struggling to remember who I was back then, let alone what I did. I know I was determined to be different. I wanted to make a statement with my outfit. I wanted to look HOT. I didn't... Continue Reading →
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