the end was just the beginning
Working while the kids are on school holidays is challenging. I'm lucky my boss is OK with me working from home a few days a week when needed. Yesterday was one of those days, which was brilliant aside from it ending with the youngest giving me a goodnight hug and saying: "But WHY do you... Continue Reading →
I spent the first 12 years of my life in a little red-brick house at 35 Ashbury Street, Adamstown Heights. It was one of those childhoods where all the kids rode their scooters up and down the footpath together and ran wild in the bush over the back fence and played marbles in each other's... Continue Reading →
I've been a bit of a cranky pants this week. Bloody PMT, it puts me off kilter. I wake with a sigh rather than a spring in my step. My pouting hasn't been helped by one of the kids returning from holidays with nits. My ex bought nit shampoo at the chemist when they got... Continue Reading →
New Year's resolutions aren't cool these days. Mia Freedman said so earlier this week. She noted on Facebook: "I'm ditching resolutions again and going with a word for 2017. My kids are choosing words too. It's such a good way to set intentions. Resolutions always feel like punishment. Words feel positive and optimistic...." Her word... Continue Reading →
Bugger all has changed in the 12 months since I published My Top 10 Blogs of 2015 ... six of those posts have made the list again this year. Sex, cubby houses and loot bags continue to rule. Well, mainly sex. I didn't mean for sex to be the main reason people to click on my... Continue Reading →
Hope you had an awesome NYE. Mine was spur-of-the-moment, as is DD's way. We scored a last-minute invitation to his friend's house for a BBQ, before heading to a little beach below Taronga Zoo to watch the midnight fireworks. It was a little surreal hearing chimps screeching as we wandered along the bush track to... Continue Reading →
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