the end was just the beginning
I know, it sounds like a tantrum. But it's not. It's the most divine creation by Three Williams Cafe in Redfern. I was in oral heaven as I munched on one yesterday. It was almost as good as the company - I finally reunited with my former workmate/twin, Lana Hirschowitz from The Sharpest Pencil, after... Continue Reading →
My tummy hasn't stopped grumbling since I cut (most of) the comfort eating ... but that's not what this blog is about. I'm hungry in a grab life with both hands way. I want to DEVOUR challenges and experiences and ... well, everything. The urge is so powerful it's almost an ache. And there are only... Continue Reading →
Two years ago I wrote a blog called "Who were you in your 20s?" It started with the admission that "I wasn't quite sure" who I was back then. Which is ironic considering I'm now 46 and being forced to re-examine/reinvent myself all over again. So, who am I going to be for the second... Continue Reading →
The youngest's winter wonderland party was a hit. For my own sanity, I probably should have skipped the pre-party pump class, but if I had my gym instructor wouldn't have been able to give me the excellent tip on creating a snowman's head for the birthday cake. I woke up on Sunday morning stricken by... Continue Reading →
I don't know where to begin. There's too much to tell. So I'll just serve it up in one enormous, disjointed package. I'll start with Friday night. My mum and dad took the youngest and the rest of our extended family to teppanyaki. I'd bought myself tickets to Neil Finn as my Christmas present from... Continue Reading →
Eight years ago today I wept as I was wheeled into an operating theatre to have a 4.1kg bundle of love extracted from my womb. I was crying because I was petrified. My first birth was ... a bit on the awful side. The eldest was 4.3kg and decided she didn't fancy coming out after... Continue Reading →
NO BALLS plural noun 1. "In the sport of cricket a No ball is a penalty against the fielding team, usually as a result of an illegal delivery by the bowler. The delivery of a No ball results in one run - two under some Regulations - to be added to the batting team's score, and an additional ball must be bowled." (Wikipedia) 2. "An expression said... Continue Reading →
While the death of Mick Jagger's partner cast a pall over the week, there was happy news with first pics of The Poo's new bub and fun shots of the stars celebrating St Patrick's Day ... >> The most shocking - and tragic - celebrity news of the week was that Mick Jagger's partner of... Continue Reading →
I haven't thought much about my musical taste in the past 23 years. I've clung to my Neil Finn addiction, but Husband generally curated the soundtrack of our lives. He loves his music. (Well, aside from Neil Finn, who he passionately hates.) I once used my influence as deputy editor of Cosmopolitan magazine to score... Continue Reading →
It's been hard to understand and process the last six months. But over the past week I've felt like I'm finally getting answers. And its kinda blown my mind. I've been given some surprising psycho-babble labels for my journey, gone away for a snuggle with my best friend Dr Google and started researching them. It's... Continue Reading →
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