Insomnia is a bitch, but something good came out of my recent bout. I was trying everything and anything to get to sleep. I recited The Lord’s Prayer over and over. I read a book. I did lots of deep breathing. Nothing worked. Then I started stroking my arm. I thought it might be soothing.... Continue Reading →
Why I messy cried watching Crazy Rich Asians
The youngest finds it more entertaining to watch me than the movie at the cinema because I invariably cry. I even sobbed in the Mamamia sequel ..: and not because Pierce’s singing was so bad. She insisted we see Crazy Rich Asians over the weekend - in between shuttling her to various school band performances... Continue Reading →
Paying the price for love
How was your Father's Day? I know it's a tough one for a lot of people. I hope you made it through OK. My family met in the middle-ish at Mooney Mooney Club for the Father's Day set lunch. It was lovely to be together, even though we were down two grandchildren. My youngest was... Continue Reading →
HouseGoesHollywood is baaaaaaack!
OK, I might only last a week, but I've decided to dip my toe into the gossip world and see what I've been missing out on. Erm ... It doesn't seem like I've missed much ... US Weekly and People are a bit of a wasteland of whatever-ness. But there have been a few things... Continue Reading →
Accidental body attack
I've been trying ... but usually failing ... to get to the gym more often to shake off the spare tyre and back injury. So I bolted out of the office at noon yesterday for a quickie 30-minute pump class at my local gym. Except I got the time wrong. The class is at 12.15pm... Continue Reading →
Making lemonade
The "Top up oil levels" message started flashing on my Renault Captur AGAIN this week. That's four months after the last time the service centre poured a vat of oil into it and assured me they'd fixed the problem. We're talking about a car that's less than three years old and first started bleating about... Continue Reading →
The final straw
You really don't want to cross me at the moment, I'm cranky as. Ten days is a loooooong time to feel crook and not sleep properly. I've been averaging four or five hours at night with a stint of insomnia around the 1am mark. I added a bout of anxiety about Father's Day into the... Continue Reading →
Why I buy my ex a Father’s Day gift
This isn’t a treatise about how buying your ex a Father’s Day gift makes you a/the better person. It’s a warning about what happens when you’re a helicopter control freak. I buy my ex a Father’s Day gift each year because I’ve parented two children to their teens who are completely disinterested in the gift-buying... Continue Reading →
Painting the right picture
It was a hazy shade of winter kinda weekend. A little drizzly, a little grey, a little out of kilter ... and I was still a little poorly. I kicked it off by cooking my friend Megz and her swimming champ daughter dinner on Friday night. They’d travelled down from Newcastle for the SNSW 13 &... Continue Reading →
Don’t take that away from me
It's been quite the week: from the highs of Kathleen Folbigg being granted an inquiry into her convictions ... to the lows of the youngest's scratch-covered body being examined at the dermatologist's office ... and all the blah in-between bits of having a bad back and nasty virus and the eldest catching it from me.... Continue Reading →
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