My primary school and I share a birthday – we’re both turning 50 next year. A Facebook page has been set up to help connect people who attended the school, share memories and photos and discuss plans for the celebration. The other day, a message popped up in the Facebook group from an old schoolmate... Continue Reading →
The week when crazy stuff happens
I've made an unofficial resolution to try and look forward instead of back. There's not much to be gained by wallowing in regret. But I was a bit stuck for something to write about today. My throat and head are still hurting and it's stifling creative thought. Then Facebook offered up one of it's "memories".... Continue Reading →
Not again!
The eldest and I have been repeatedly recovering and succumbing to some weird virus thing for weeks now. Yesterday afternoon I felt it coming on for the third freaking time in a month. Sore throat, sniffles, lethargy ... I need to take better care of myself. Too much rushing. Too much stressing. Too little sleep.... Continue Reading →
The “having it all” myth
Every now and then Facebook reads my mind in a non-creepy way. I really don't like how it tries to be my friend and wish me good morning and send me ads about the last thing I Googled. That's a bit ewwww. But sometimes it serves up stories that voice thoughts I've been having and... Continue Reading →
Modern family milestones
Yesterday was one of those life less ordinary days I tend to have. I left work at lunchtime to take the youngest to the doctor. Her allergic march has taken another frustrating turn - headaches, stomach aches, hives. Diagnosis: give up dairy for a month. Out the window went pizza and cake for the eldest's... Continue Reading →
Still waters run deep
Every year on this day I celebrate becoming a mum for the first time ... oh ... and it being my first born's birthday ... I've been a bit of a wonky mum over the years. I'm not looking for reassurance, I'm just saying it how it was. I didn't take to it like a duck to... Continue Reading →
It takes two to tango
My sister's ovaries hurt for a split second the other night while she was babysitting her ex husband's new bubba. She sent me texts filled with videos and photos of the adorable little boy. The hurty ovary bit came when he went to sleep without the slightest fuss, after reaching out to give her a... Continue Reading →
I really should be mopping
It's a bit naughty that I sit and blog when I should be doing housework ... the floor desperately needs a mop, but I'm soooooo easily distracted. I also HATE housework. DD reckons he quite likes it. That's just WEIRD. If I had the dosh I'd get a cleaner. And a gardener. No question. There... Continue Reading →
Lost connection
I slept like a baby over the weekend. I'm talking eight, nine, maybe even 10 hours a night. And you know why? We were invited by DD's friends - Cliff & Sakura - to join them at a holiday house at Hyams Beach for a few days. It was down at Jervis Bay, which is... Continue Reading →
Whatever floats your boat
Sooooo, it turns out I misread the cupcake instructions for the Year 6 fete - it was just slices of cake that needed to be individually wrapped. Unfortunately, one of the school mums only read my blog AFTER I'd bagged them all and let me know my mistake just 10 minutes too late ... Bugger.... Continue Reading →