There are many ways I'd rather start my day than removing a dead blue tongue lizard - rigid with rigor mortis with its intestines hanging out - from beneath the trampoline in my backyard. Many, many ways. That was my yesterday ... just be thankful I haven't included a photo. People seem to share shots... Continue Reading →

Finding time to see anyone other than my kids is a constant challenge as a single mum. I only have the children under my roof eight nights a fortnight, so I prefer not to go out when they're home. But it's becoming increasingly difficult to juggle. There are work functions I need to attend and... Continue Reading →

There was much to love about yesterday. I finally got to cuddle the youngest and congratulate her - in person - on her wins when her dad brought her over to get her schooliform and school bag. I also got to examine the medals she's been wearing virtually continuously since the competition ended (apparently even... Continue Reading →

I am quite beside myself at the news Team Teal has qualified for the World Skipping Championships in Shanghai. Oh my gawd oh my gawd oh my gawd! I'm not quite sure when Worlds are yet, I think late July 2018. I asked my ex if he knew when he texted the news they'd scored... Continue Reading →

How was your weekend? Was the weather as gorgeous your way as mine? I took the doggies for a couple of walks, but mainly I waited on the sofa for the ex to send videos of the Team Teal in action at the National Skipping Championships ... and then cried every time I watched them.... Continue Reading →

I'd been so good. Strictly no alcoholic beverages unless at social occasions. But yesterday broke me. Well, it chipped the rim. As I rarely drink at home these days, my wine rack was pretty bare. I resorted to opening the freebie bottle of Chambers Muscat I was given at the ALSA Conference last month. It... Continue Reading →

I finally saw that appalling "say no" ad in all its shameful glory on the tellie last night. You know, the one with the deluded mum scaremongering  that saying "yes" will lead to boys wearing dresses to school. Eye roll. Don't they do that in Scotland all the time as a mark of national pride?... Continue Reading →

A former colleague, Kelly Baker, wrote a heartfelt post for 9Honey this week about how tough single motherhood can be. She said: "Please don’t refer to yourself as a single mother unless you are one. Don’t say it as a joke. Don’t suggest you now have an understanding of what it’s like because your husband... Continue Reading →

I joined RSVP three years ago this month. Happy anniversary to meeeeeeee! Actually, joining RSVP was a pretty miserable milestone - hated it - but the experience ended well. I explained to the youngest the other day that I met DD on a dating website. She was HORRIFIED. It was funny to realise I’d never... Continue Reading →

I was in such a baaaaaaaad mood when DD arrived at my place on Saturday afternoon. I think it was a combination of exhaustion from my Australian drinks Awards marathon and a little too much alone time with my over-thoughts. After listening to me rant for 10 minutes while viciously dissecting a bunch of celery... Continue Reading →