Get bitter or get better

A former colleague who has battled chronic health issues most of her life posted this meme on social media yesterday: It's such a powerful message. I love it. And I love that I chose to get better. One of my core beliefs post marriage break-up is that bitterness does no one any good. I recently... Continue Reading →

Conversions and crash tackles

A bit like a Cyberman, my conversion is complete. Unlike a Cyberman, I look the same on the outside, but on the inside I've been transformed into a coffee connoisseur. I have my standard order: strong, regular flat white with half a sugar. And I have my favourite brand: Campos. The coffee shop across the... Continue Reading →

Guest blogging from Beijing

DD flew to Beijing on Sunday night. His flight left at 10pm (Sydney time) and he finally laid his weary head in a bed again at around 3.30am this morning (Sydney time). I don't know how he does it, but somehow he manages to find the energy to spend about 12 weeks a year travelling... Continue Reading →

Crushing at Crowded House

I was lucky enough to see the 30th anniversary Crowded House concert at the Sydney Opera House on Saturday night. It was pretty bloody amazing. And a bit spooky. The eldest came along with me as her 13th birthday present from her Aunty Kathryn. I was 13 when I fell in love with Neil Finn.... Continue Reading →

The turkeys won’t get me down

As America was nodding off from its Thanksgiving feasting yesterday, I was driving the youngest to her school's annual outdoor film & fun night. The eldest begged off saying she was too tired from a week of swim school. (I suspect being too cool to hang in her old playground also played a part.) I... Continue Reading →

She won!

The youngest is pretty stoked: she's the Pacific region winner of the CBRE Kids' Christmas Card Design Competition. She submitted a Santa drawing she did last year when she was 9, but she won as a 10-year-old. Here it is: The prize is a $100 gift voucher plus the honour of her name being mentioned... Continue Reading →

Salt on my skin (and penne carbonara)

I forgot to tell you ... I finally got my ocean swim after that damn When Life Gives You Bluebottles incident ... and it was glorious. I felt a bit reckless because there were still a few dessicated bluebottles scattered on the sand, but it felt soooooo good to submerge in those salty waves. I... Continue Reading →

Acting like a teenager

I can't quite believe my eldest daughter turns 13 today. How. Did. THAT. Happen? Mind you, she's looked [and presented] like a teenager for the past four years, so it feels slightly anti-climactic. Her dad and I are taking her out to dinner tonight and she's requested ear piercing and headphones as her gifts. I... Continue Reading →

My cyberstalking regret

I did some self-destructive things when my husband left that I now regret. One of the most painful was discovering I could turn on the "where is my iPhone?" function on my iPad and - because we still shared an iCloud - track his movements. It was gut wrenching to watch that little blip move... Continue Reading →

When life gives you bluebottles …

"I'm standing up here before you today... with a very troubled heart. You see, my friends... I've always insisted on... taking responsibility for your lives. But, I'm really... like a first-time parent... who makes mistakes... and tries to learn from them. And like that parent... I find myself at that moment when I have to... Continue Reading →

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