the end was just the beginning
OK, that's not entirely accurate. I had crabs. But I managed to get rid of them yesterday. I told the school mum responsible for giving me crabs that I had a terrible fate in mind ... Feeding them to the chooks. She looked horrified. So I devised a humane plan B: trekking to a muddy... Continue Reading →
I had a recurring nightmare as a kid: I'd walk down the hill to our house in Ashbury Street and everything seemed ... not quite right. I couldn't put my finger on it. The house looked the same ... but different. My parents looked like mum and dad, but something was out of kilter. It... Continue Reading →
I felt like getting all angsty - yet again - today with a blog called "One day he will weep" (poignant, huh? I get a little melodramatic late at night). But then I thought ... Broken record, Alana. People will start avoiding you in the street. Besides, I've been invited to Sunday lunch and one... Continue Reading →
Deep breaths ... we have our first open house this morning. The auction signboard went up yesterday. I sent Husband a pic and he texted back "looks good". I cried. Just for a change. I could really do with some lessons from him on being unemotional. He's a champion at it. As for the "last"... Continue Reading →
It's been a week of TMI as celebs bared their bods (and souls) on social media ... not to mention their sex secrets ... >> Sofia Vergara announced on her WhoSay account that she and fiancé Nick Loeb have broken off their engagement. She wrote: "Not that anyone should care, but in order to not give... Continue Reading →
Husband stripped to his jocks and socks in our living room yesterday. Then things got kinda ... awkward. Not because - like a friend warned me last week - "He might even be thinking 'hey, maybe I get ex-sex'." That's a loooooooong way from his mind. I'd asked him to paint a wall prior to... Continue Reading →
Finally, another jooshing reveal ... or "zhuzhing" as a friend insists it's spelled. Sounds more like a Chinese city to me ... And this time it's the master bedroom. Ooo-er! Let me show you around ... I went a little crazy over Morocco many moons ago ... bought the Lonely Planet guide, invested in exotic... Continue Reading →
Technically mine was the cowboy from The Village People ... but I was pre-pubescent and slightly clueless then. THIS was my REAL first crush: Neil Finn. Oh my giddy aunt did I think he was hawt. You can keep your Simon Le Bons and your Rick Astleys. And it's Neil's birthday today, so I'm breaking... Continue Reading →
I was offered a job overseas last week. If the opportunity had come a year ago, it could have changed everything. There's an episode of Doctor Who called "Turn Left". The Doctor's companion, Donna, goes back in time to the moment she made the choice that led to meeting him: turning left at an intersection.... Continue Reading →
Revelling in the car crash that is the Kardashians has never been my thing. Watching the way they've dominated the tabloids with their D grade antics has made my eyeballs rattle over the years. But I find myself oddly fascinated by Kim Kardashian's wedding to Kanye West ... I just couldn't look away. Come on, admit... Continue Reading →
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