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 →

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 →

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 →

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 →

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 →

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 →

"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 →

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 →