DD has written two guest blog posts for me! They were sparked by The Warrior Christmas Party on Saturdayt. I took the photos, but decided DD should provide the words. It’s his story, I've just been an observer during his fitness journey. He emailed the posts to me yesterday. It's ridiculous how excited I still get... Continue Reading →

The unsung Paper Giants, the women and men who launched Cosmopolitan in Australia, gathered for its wake last weekend. Cosmo's December issue will be its last - Bauer Media has decreed the title is no longer viable. It has joined CLEO on the scrap heap of the digital age. There's no Asher Keddie-style mini-series about... Continue Reading →

It's been a big few days. Huge. The action kicked off with the eldest striking for climate change in a hand-painted Springsteen on fire T-shirt. I waved my budding activist off and headed to my work Christmas party. It was at The Fernery, where I scored a free glass of Lanson bubbly because it was the... Continue Reading →

Last night was single mum hellish ... with a side of corn chips ... I grabbed the eldest from rock climbing at 6pm, raced home, flung some sushi on plates for the kids and bolted out the door to a work function, promising I'd be home again within two hours. I thought the work function... Continue Reading →

I'm going to a Radiator Hospital gig on Friday night. Yay. I called the Chippo Hotel and a nice woman called Betty told me that as long as I supervise the teenagers - the eldest is taking their mate Bill - at all times they're allowed into the concert. The eldest was beyond stoked when... Continue Reading →

As we huddle around the island bench eating dinner, I regale/bore the kiddos with tales of my youth ... and it's come back to bite me. The eldest has expressed a strong desire to see a band called Hospital Pass ... or something ... let me check with my mate Google ... ah, Radiator Hospital... Continue Reading →

I went out with two lovely former colleagues last night. We haven't had a good chinwag for years. There was A LOT of catching up to do. But, as is my way, I snatched more than my fair share of air time. They know far more about what’s been happening in my life than I... Continue Reading →

I’ve been super sensitive over the past few days - I’m blaming it on the dust storm that swept through Sydney. It put the youngest in bed for a day, coughing and sneezing. It just put me in a weird mood. As a result, what should have been a fun weekend was not quite right.... Continue Reading →

Remember a movie called Risky Business? It’s the Tom Cruise classic featuring the iconic scene where he slides across the hallway in his socks and undies, lip syncing to "Old Time Rock & Roll". Until last night, that was the only part of the movie I remembered. Anyways, the youngest wanted to watch tellie with... Continue Reading →

I've been a parent for almost 15 years now, but I still feel like an imposter. I've come a long way. I panicked when I had my first baby. I felt completely inadequate - I knew how to run a weekly magazine and direct a staff of 35, but caring for an infant was terrifying.... Continue Reading →