Stop calling me!

I called my friend Paul the other night to wish him a happy birthday. He got such a shock because he knows how much I hate making phone calls. The mere thought makes me queasy with dread. I'm OK once I get talking, but I have to psyche myself into pressing the buttons. The only... Continue Reading →

Flashy date night

The single parenting gig has been pretty intensive lately - there haven't been many opportunities for "us" time with DD. So I was very excited that we were sneaking off to Vivid Sydney for a few hours last night. It took a bit of planning: his mum was ensconced at his place and my ex... Continue Reading →

Blessing and curse

Do you remember DD giving me a book called "Red: A History of the Redhead"? Well, I finally finished it. Verdict: it was fascinating, discomforting and a little unsatisfying all at the same time. Here are some of the fascinating bits: Redheads have a higher tolerance for spicy food Redheads need 20% more anesthesia than... Continue Reading →

Not very slimming

I might be Communications Manager for The Drinks Association, but swear I don't get invited to many boozy events. Well, I didn't, but things seem to be hotting up. My increasingly squishy belly is destined to become even squishier ... cause they don't serve quinoa salads and grilled tofu at those things ... its more... Continue Reading →

The power of love

Bishop Michael Bruce Curry got a little carried away during his sermon about the "redemptive power of love" at Prince Harry's wedding It was wasaaaaay too long, but the opening five minutes were awesome. I thought it was such a wonderful message to broadcast to the world - 24 million people saw the ceremony in... Continue Reading →

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