10 is a mercurial age. The youngest is back on sugar something fierce ... I blame Halloween ... while also being on my case about wanting a dental appointment. I don't think she's made a connection between the two, they both just happen to be top of her unique little mind. I swear, barely a... Continue Reading →

I went to see the Dandy Warhols last night. It made me feel very, very old. Not because everyone there was young, it was a pretty mixed crowd, but because I am still quite wonky from the flu. As I lay on the couch at 6pm waiting for DD to pick me up, I knew... Continue Reading →

I'm a little off my game after the flu, at least that's my excuse for the madness that was last night. I accidentally double booked the kids: the youngest had a band concert and the eldest was off to get her hair cut and coloured on the other side of the Harbour Bridge ... Both... Continue Reading →

The eldest and I stayed home together yesterday, both sick and miserable. I'm a bit worried about how frequently the eldest is getting sick, so I booked her in to see the doctor. She had a pink fit when I told her. You would not believe the carry on. The doctor was quite startled by... Continue Reading →

I tottered back into work yesterday, but geez it was a struggle. My boss, who came down with the lurgy first, with three more of us quickly following, had the air-conditioning scrubbed out with tea tree oil while I was gone. She also said her doctor reckons it's a two-week recovery time, so I'm only... Continue Reading →

DD is threatening to write a guest post detailing how I abandoned him when he had a terrible flu last year. I sounded so forlorn on the phone yesterday, he felt obliged to trek down to brave my germs and buy me lunch. Thar's two days in a row he's been exposed to my deathly... Continue Reading →

I started feeling more human and less living dead around lunchtime yesterday. I downgraded to a level of sick that allowed me to sit on the couch flicking through Home Beautiful magazines while watching old movies, including Shirley Valetine, who I regard as a bit of a kindred spirit, well, apart from the running off... Continue Reading →

There's nothing like getting horribly ill to remind you of the downsides of being a single mum. I felt pretty miserable and alone yesterday as I struggled to parent my kids while battling the flu. When you're married and sick there's another adult to take your child to band practice at 7.15am; help them with... Continue Reading →

I started coughing midway through the Women in drinks board meeting yesterday morning. I continued coughing through the Diversity@Drinks Council meeting. At 4.30pm, I made the call to retire early from the fray, skipping the AGM and Chairman's Drinks. Everything hurt: my joints, my eyes, my back, my throat, my head ... I caught a... Continue Reading →