I'm handing the kids over to my ex at 5pm today for the school holidays. He got his weeks mixed up - he thought he was going away the first week, but it was actually the second week. Ah, the perils of middle-aged dating and co-ordinating two co-parenting calendars. By the time he realised his... Continue Reading →
What’s she trying to tell me?
I bought new pyjamas yesterday - boxer shorts with roses and frills and a matching red singlet. At the register, the shop assistant said: "Make sure you keep the receipt in case they're not the right size for her." I smiled politely and said thank you, but inside I was thinking: "What does she mean... Continue Reading →
My unique streak of crazy
I had a blog post all ready to go at 7am, celebrating four years of blogging. Then I realised I don't reach that milestone for another month. Ooops. And then I was left with nothing. DD suggested I write about having dinner with former colleagues last night. It was a blast: lots of laughter, memories... Continue Reading →
Well … How did I get here?
This week marks the one-year anniversary of selling the family home. I was walking the dogs yesterday and wandered past the old place. It was the strangest feeling. Despite having lived there for seven years, it felt completely foreign to me, like another lifetime. I did a bit of rubbernecking, trying to peer in the front... Continue Reading →
Leave him alone
Saying mean things doesn't count if you do it on social media. Apparently. There can be no other explanation for the terrible comments I read on-line every day. I hate hurting people. I avoid verbal stoushes because I don't like the weaponry fired in the heat of the moment. Too many ugly words have been... Continue Reading →
Father’s Day 2015: Hollywood style
Hollywood is celebrating Father's Day and it's such a pervy time on Instagram. So many shots of celebrity dads and celebrities with their dads. Here are my favourites ... (as per the new normal, click on one you fancy to open the gallery) ... I have no idea why an image of Ryan Reynolds with... Continue Reading →
My week: grieving when no-one has died
Last week was a blur of children lying consumptively on the couch while I worked. Not a whole lot happened ... I had to cancel most of the fun stuff. The youngest went down hard on Sunday night as we drove home from the State Skipping Competition, then spent the rest of the week off... Continue Reading →
Kids in the kitchen: pot pies and choc mousse cups
I asked the youngest what she wanted to do today and she said: "Cook! And go to Bunnings!" The eldest was too sick to do anything other than lie hazily on the couch. So the youngest and I cooked and went to Bunnings. The youngest loooooooves Bunnings. She wore her Heely roller sneakers so she... Continue Reading →
I’ve found my Squishy
"I shall call him Squishy and he shall be mine and he shall be my Squishy. Come here Squishy. Come here little Squishy ..." Dory, Finding Nemo. I've found my Squishy ... much bigger than the one Dory briefly adored, but the feelings are the same: come to me Squishy, I must have you, you're... Continue Reading →
I’m in love!
Humanity loves a car crash. We pretend we don't. But we do. I'm not judging. It's just the way we're wired. It means my gooey blog posts NEVER do as well as my angsty ones. Ah well, it's not about the numbers. And I can't hold it in ... I'm in love ... ... with... Continue Reading →