"Girls can wear jeans And cut their hair short Wear shirts and boots 'Cause it's OK to be a boy But for a boy to look like a girl is degrading 'Cause you think that being a girl is degrading But secretly you'd love to know what it's like Wouldn't you What it feels like... Continue Reading →

My baby graduated from primary school yesterday. It was waaaaaaaay more emotional than I thought it would be. Admittedly I am a bit held together with chewing gum and string from Big Year Syndrome, but whoa did I sob. I left work early to get her a haircut - first in two years - and... Continue Reading →

I hesitated for a moment before posting a set of happy snaps on Facebook yesterday. They were captioned: "About last night ... Carols By The Sea." I started to add "The kids may look like they're having a ball but they hated it." Then I edited the words out and stuck with Facebook's traditional fairy floss... Continue Reading →

Geez this time of year is nuts. I went to two Christmas parties yesterday and I'm going to another one today. That sounds all very fabulous dahling, but I'm still a bit knackered from my never ending virus, so I've struggled through the festivities. The first party was my work Christmas lunch. Michelle from accounts... Continue Reading →

Are you a crazy dog lady? I'm a crazy dog lady. I have two small and very annoying fur babies who are totally obsessed with me ... I may be totally obsessed with them too. When I come home from work, they're perched on the back of the sofa, peering out the front window, waiting... Continue Reading →

My baby is going to high school! I can't believe I took her to the orientation yesterday. She insisted her dad drop her off to my place and he wasn't allowed to come along. Apparently attending high school orientation is a mum job. He's going to pay her back by appearing uninvited at her school... Continue Reading →

The past week or so has been pretty challenging. Illness, insomnia, hormones and a few major life events have collided with considerable force. I can't blog about the major life events so I'm going to ramble slightly incoherently instead. Here goes ... Quite belatedly, my mind has been blown by A.A. Milne. You don't expect... Continue Reading →

Something you don't expect to do at almost-50 is pee into a little plastic jar so your doctor can check if you are pregnant. My life, never dull. I had a doctor's appointment on Friday. I told him I was crook as Rookwood ... but that wasn't why I was there. Not much can be... Continue Reading →

Who'd have thought writing a blog post - in 2013 - about being lectured by "Mrs Geoffrey Rush" would result in two calls from two household name journalists before 8.30am on a Thursday morning as I was scouring the aisles of Kmart for a do-it-yourself advent calendar. Wow, there's a lot to unpack in that... Continue Reading →

My primary school and I share a birthday – we’re both turning 50 next year. A Facebook page has been set up to help connect people who attended the school, share memories and photos and discuss plans for the celebration. The other day, a message popped up in the Facebook group from an old schoolmate... Continue Reading →