I caught up with a fellow fast talker last night. It was fabulous. We had just over an hour together - after about three years apart - but it felt like so much longer because we did so much chitter chatting. She followed everything I said (and vice versa). Sometimes people have trouble keeping up... Continue Reading →
When you don’t know what to do
Whenever I'm feeling strung out my favourite way to unwind is to plunge into the sea, which is weird, because I can't swim. You'd think it would stress me out MORE, but no. Bizarre. DD lives near the ocean, but it's 45 minutes away from my place, so visiting our favoured beach is quite an... Continue Reading →
Oscars 2016: all my favourite (distracting) selfies
I have a story to tell tomorrow about why yesterday was so hard for me. Well, half a story. I'm not ready to tell you the WHOLE story. One day ... Anyways, it's too complicated to even try and combine half of my sorry tale with my Oscar selfies round up. So you'll have to... Continue Reading →
That’s life
My life didn't turn out the way I planned. Life rarely does. But I didn't expect it to go quite so pear-shaped as it did two years ago, when my partner walked out on our 23-year relationship. I was in deep denial about how untenable our marriage had become. My ex was miserable and tired... Continue Reading →
Taking my mind off my woes … monster style
February hasn't been terribly kind to me over the last three years. While I had the most gorgeous time earlier in the month on holidays with DD, things have gone a little pear-shaped towards the end. I've been very wobbly over the past few days. But I'll claw my way back, I always do. It... Continue Reading →
Parking tickets and the ageing vagina
I've possibly built this one up a little too much. But here goes ... I can't take credit for today's blog heading, DD came up with it. He's very good with words for a scientist. Although possibly it should read "Parking tickets and the ageing vulva." Erk. I don't know why the word "vulva" makes... Continue Reading →
Well this is getting embarrassing
Still no sign of my TMI story on Kidspot and I'm a bit squirmy about asking when it's getting a run ... you don't want to act too keen about a story you've written about your nethers ... Oh, did I mention it's about my nethers? It's about my nethers. And it has a VERY confronting title.... Continue Reading →
20 years of purple prose
WARNING: this is not the saucy post I promised, it just looks like it. My TMI story still hasn't been published at Kidspot so I'm stalling. I've spent much of my career writing about sex. At Cosmopolitan magazine I wrote guides to condoms and vibrators (you would not BELIEVE how fast the samples disappeared when... Continue Reading →
Things you can’t count on
I had a saucy little blog planned for you today but I've had to can it because it was based on me writing an out-there story for Kidspot ... and they haven't pressed the "publish" button on it yet. I thought they had, but the link isn't working, so I'm kinda in the lurch. I... Continue Reading →
Cracked idea
Have I told you about my genius idea to invent a moisturising thong? (The flip-flop sort, not the stuck-up-your-clacker-like-dental-floss kind. Though that could be wildly successful among the post-menopausal set ... ) Thongs wreak havoc on my feet. They make my heels look like scale models of the Grand Canyon during the summer months, when I scuzz... Continue Reading →