the end was just the beginning
I tried to keep myself busy yesterday. I walked the dogs to the coffee shop. I had a shower. I checked the eldest was awake and ready for their first trial HSC exam. I wrote a few stories for Drinks Digest. I wrote a press release about aerosol can emissions being worse for the environment... Continue Reading →
The radius for exercise shrinks from 10km to 5km in Sydney today, so I took the youngest for a last swim at Freshwater Beach on Sunday. I'm really worried about the effect the lockdown is having on everyone’s mental health, especially young people. I wanted the youngest to feel the (icy cold) surf on her... Continue Reading →
I remembered to take photos of my food this week, but they’re not very good! The lighting isn't great at dinner time during winter and I'm too busy serving to do pretty plating. While they’re not much to look at, they tasted yum. There was also a roast pumpkin & chickpea massaman curry that my... Continue Reading →
I hauled out my storage box of old photos this week, searching for a high school pic of me with Kathleen Folbigg for a project about her case. It's a big storage box and, of course, the photo was right at the bottom. So I got to trawl through so many snapshot memories of my... Continue Reading →
I got sexually harassed by an 85-year-old man yesterday. I run into him a few times a week while I'm walking the dogs and we usually have a brief chat. He knows I'm looking for a job and asked if I'd found anything yet. When I said no, he said he'd like to employ me... Continue Reading →
Facebook blithely notified me yesterday that "God has added an event that might interest you". It was an accurate assumption - I immediately clicked on the notification to check what God was planning. It turns out he's having a party. Here's the lowdown from Eventbrite: "Hello, human! GOD IS HAVING A PARTY. Will you be there? For... Continue Reading →
I am fortunate to live near a nature reserve, which - unfortunately - is very busy during lockdown. The trail is narrow and joggers huff and puff past you in a very COVID unsafe fashion. But it was rainy on Sunday afternoon, so I convinced my sister to dodge the puddles and the crowds to... Continue Reading →
After being shown 500 van conversions on Tik Tok by DD, I've decided they might be a bit too snug inside. Funky but squeezy. So I've moved on to motorhome porn. Unfortunately, most motorhomes are built using Renaults (no way, no how, run a mile) or Fiats (which also make me nervous). I want something... Continue Reading →
So much for photographing my recipes ... I forgot again. It gets so frantic at the pointy end of the day when I'm rushing to deliver three meals to a hungry family down the road. So, the main pic comes from Betty Crocker and her cauliflower mac & cheese recipe is a "skinny" one. Mine... Continue Reading →
The kids and I are obsessed with getting a campervan. It’s been a major topic at dinner this week, after we discovered we’ve all been doing extensive research. Is it genetic or are we just going loco in lockdown? Who knows, but campervans are so cool. I want to circumnavigate the Australian coastline in one.... Continue Reading →
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