I need to run something past you

I've discovered over the past few days that I've hurt a few people's feelings with things I've written on the blog. I really, really hate hurting people's feelings. And one of the person's feelings were hurt completely unwittingly. Perhaps I've lost perspective on boundaries? I've reread the blog that offended them and I'm still not... Continue Reading →

Bringing back “bulk fun”

I appear to be single-handedly bringing "bulk fun" back into the Aussie lexicon. Although I'm sensing some people hadn't realised it was there in the first place. Maybe it's a Newcastle thing? Anyways, it's one of my little verbal mannerisms that's hung around since teenhood and has infiltrated the blog over the years ... along... Continue Reading →

Long, hard nights of weeping

Separated life is a rollercoaster, I've just got to ride it. Last week, my carriage hurtled into one of the dips and got stuck. Equipment malfunction. It finally started edging its way back up the incline on Monday afternoon. By Tuesday I was good again. Not high as a kite, but in a nice, comfortable... Continue Reading →

RSVP, we need to talk …

It's been a week since we first got together RSVP and I think it's time we had a little chat. Our relationship has been ... unusual. And I'm not sure it's going anywhere. I'm flattered by the attention you've been lavishing on me - and all those "kisses" - but I'm not sure we have... Continue Reading →

A supposedly fun thing

I almost killed my kids yesterday. Not in a you-are-driving-me-crazy way. We live in a dim, cool semi. I had no idea Sydney was having an outrageously unseasonable heatwave. So I crammed a backpack with leftover pizza and Oreos and took the kids and the dog on a looooooooong walk. It was very picturesque ...... Continue Reading →

Mind. Blown: bar crawling in Newcastle

Something amazing happened to nightlife in Newcastle when I wasn't looking - it got REALLY cool. No more dancing to Melissa's "Do to me what your eyes say you wanna do ..." at the Crazy Horse or peeling your shoes off the sticky, beer-soaked carpet at Fannys ... I have no idea why you'd bother... Continue Reading →

#FeelingNuts: the celebrity edition

The ALS Ice Bucket Challenge is so last week in the celebrity world ... now it's all about #FeelingNuts, which raises awareness for testicular cancer by encouraging men to check their testicles for abnormalities. British organisation Check One Two started promoting the campaign via YouTube in June and it's started gathering momentum in la-la land. Check out... Continue Reading →

A funny thing happened when I talked about sex…

I decided you were all dirty buggers when yesterday's blog post - "Let's Talk About Sex" - started going off. I'm talking crazy clicks. Ah, I thought, so that's the secret. Just put "sex" in the title each day and my numbers will go through the roof, HouseGoesHome will be a runaway success and I'll... Continue Reading →

Let’s talk about sex

I went bar hopping in Newcastle last night. It was exactly the sort of bulk fun I needed after a crappy week in the trenches. We started early - 4.30pm - so we could soak up the afternoon rays at our first port of call. Five bars later ... My head is a bit hurty... Continue Reading →

When revenge backfires

It's official: I miss the kids terribly and can't wait to see them in a few hours. It's been eight loooooong days since I last cuddled them. Also official: organising dog sitting is a big, fat pain. My advice: never get a dog as revenge on your duplicitous husband. (He didn't want a dog, so... Continue Reading →

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