the end was just the beginning
I search the news sites each morning for stories that might interest members of the drinks association. It invariably leaves me with the skewed view that the world has morphed into a pretty weird and horrifying place. Yesterday was a total corker. Here were some of the headlines on smh.com.au ... >> Funeral 'interrupted by... Continue Reading →
Mondays are a tricky beast for me. By the time night falls, the kids have been gone for 48 hours and the house is feeling lonely without them. Normally I dodge the silence by going for a walk with friends, but everyone was pretty dusty in the wake of Catherine's 50th on Sunday night. So... Continue Reading →
I had the best intentions when it came to my friend Catherine's 50th birthday party on Saturday night. An early one, I said. Not too much to drink, I said. Pffffft! As if there's the tiniest bit of self-restraint in me ... I mean, things were never going to be low-key when they started with... Continue Reading →
The youngest was pestering me to "make something" with her yesterday. So we concocted some strawberry shortcake-infused vodka together. I'm not sure that's in the Mum of the Year handbook. The youngest was initially resistant to making infused vodka until I pointed out she was currently sugar free and couldn't eat baked goods anyway. And... Continue Reading →
There's a celebrity moment from my past I haven't told you about. It involves me almost spending the night swing dancing with Simon Baker in New York. I realise it would be a much better story if I HAD spent the night swing dancing with Simon Baker in New York. But I didn't, so you'll... Continue Reading →
When my life was feeling a little uncertain last year I borrowed some money from the bank. I told the bank manager it was for home renovations, but it was really to keep me - and the kids - afloat if times got tough. Now I have a full-time gig I'm thinking I might use... Continue Reading →
I spent months wondering how to make DD's birthday (today) special. So many plans flitted through my head. But - as you and Woody Allen both know - if you want to make God laugh, tell him about your plans. So nothing turned out quite the way I expected. Well, one thing did. Actually, it... Continue Reading →
A hazard of my new job (or is it a perk?) is that I spend part of every day looking for recipes containing alcohol as a bit of light relief from the news stories. Poor me. I became quite transfixed last week by The Cookie Rookie's Strawberry Shortcake Vodka ... I mean ... strawberry ... shortcake... Continue Reading →
I went walking with two female friends last night. We do it about once a fortnight. It means sacrificing one of my precious few nights with DD, but it's worth it. Those walks are good for my soul. I walk with another two friends every Saturday morning. I really look forward to that one too.... Continue Reading →
Yesterday was supposed to be about getting organised. Cleaning the house, paying bills, painting my chipped toenails ... I got sweet F.A. done. The kids finally headed off ice skating with their dad and SSF at about 10.30am. I faffed around getting showered and dressed then ducked to the shops looking for a birthday pressie... Continue Reading →
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