I gave a farewell toast to my eldest child's first and second names in my sister’s spa last night. A mini bottle of Prosecco with a gold straw. Cheers! My ex submitted the paperwork this week to change them. It's been a little confronting to say goodbye to the names I lovingly chose all those... Continue Reading →

My mind is a little blown that it's the 50th anniversary of man walking on the moon next week. Yep, on July 22, 1969, Neil Armstrong took that amazing first step. All up, 12 people have walked on the Moon. The last person did it in 1972. I can't believe we haven't gone back since.... Continue Reading →

The straws that break you can be so random and unexpected. Getting lost on Sunday night totally threw me. I woke up yesterday still struggling to return to glass-half-full normality. It wasn’t until last night that I felt the clouds beginning to lift, although I’m still a little anxious about the kids' latest raft of medical... Continue Reading →

DD had a personal training session at 3.30am on Saturday morning. Peak cray-cray. His personal trainer was going overseas on holidays and leaving at 5.30am for the airport, so they decided to squeeze in one last workout. Fruit loops, the both of them. DD thought the same about me when I insisted on going for... Continue Reading →

Speaking of that lottery I'm going to win ... despite not having a ticket ... I've been contemplating what I'll do with the imaginary money. And the thing I want most is time. Sometimes it feels like I'm drowning in the ever-growing list of tasks I never get a chance to complete ... or even... Continue Reading →

Reading the news is such a downer these days. So many terrible things are happening in the world. People are incredibly cruel and hateful to each other. Donald Trump keeps finding new ways to be a total numpty. And so does the daughter of Numpty Trump ... pretending she's a diplomat at G20 ... FFS... Continue Reading →

I literally do smell a rat. Two, actually. Rats wee A LOT. Rat wee is not my favourite aroma. Fortunately, the eldest has been fairly diligent about cleaning their cages out. I don't like keeping animals in cages, so I ordered them a new Taj Mahal four-level one on ebay last week ... as I... Continue Reading →

With the dark days of teen nasal surgery finally receding, I decided it was time to have a break from booze. Then I remembered I was going to a wake anniversary on Sunday night and a gin launch last night. While it wouldn't be impossible to attend those events and not drink, I thought it... Continue Reading →

I was reminded over the weekend that getting a holiday glow doesn't require spending wads of cash or standing naked  a fake tan booth. DD and I had the most glorious afternoon on Saturday. When the date ended I told him it felt like we'd been on holidays, even though it was just a few... Continue Reading →

My mouth actually formed an "o" last night when I realised it's been eight years since I left magazines. Eight years! Housegoeshome was launched on July 28, 2011, a month after my career at ACP Magazines concluded following a 20-year tenure. It was such a different Household back then. Here's my first ever blog post:... Continue Reading →