the end was just the beginning
The youngest has been sick for seven days now and I'm going slightly mad. I'm also running out of things to blog about because all I do is sit around the house watching crappy kids' movies. OK, I'm exaggerating slightly: it was Husband who got stuck with carer duties on Saturday night, Sunday and Monday.... Continue Reading →
After six months of stay-at-home motherhood and a separation, House is leaving home again for the workplace. I signed a new employment contract yesterday. I'll also be leaving my actual home (forever) in 5 weeks. We're scheduled to settle the sale of the house on August 1 and I have no idea where I'll go... Continue Reading →
There was a mini-revolt in the playground last Friday when my youngest daughter was off sick. Every Thursday night she and three of her friends go to skipping training in a nearby suburb, armed with fists full of money they've been given to buy skipping ropes for kids at their school. The youngest marched out... Continue Reading →
My visual entertainment swung between two extremes over the weekend: first The Wolf Of Wall Street, with Leonardo Di Caprio snorting cocaine out of a hooker's butt crack, then Austenland, with Kerri Russell visiting a Jane Austen theme park in search of her real-life Mr Darcy. The Austenland viewing was prompted by inhaling the book,... Continue Reading →
It's more than a little ironic that I'm blogging about food today. I went to the school fundraiser last night and whaled out on the bubbles. Even the thought of cooking makes me shudder, let alone eating the results. And in 30 short minutes my friend Alice will be picking me up for a pump... Continue Reading →
Geezy louisey yesterday was a cracker in the stress stakes. I sold my house, the youngest came down with a vomiting bug and I got the results of my diabetes test. I also waited - and waited - for a work contract to arrive in my in-box ... more about that later ... While... Continue Reading →
What would a week in Hollywood be without gratuitous nudity, bikini selfies and genetically blessed bubs? Here are my highlights ... >> To promote the seventh and final season of True Blood, stars Stephen Moyer and Anna Paquin have struck a raunchy pose for the new Entertainment Weekly cover. The real-life couple cuddle in a coffin, with Paquin nude. Not quite sure... Continue Reading →
I've reached the point where nothing surprises me any longer, which is good, because life keeps serving up gems. Yesterday I gave up fighting a UTI using my mother's remedy of Hiprex - which worked so long as I remembered to take it twice daily, but otherwise slid me backwards into razor blade territory -... Continue Reading →
I'm an unemployed single mother, dumped by her partner of 23 years, selling the family home. Did life really need to find new ways to torture me? Just when I was starting to write all this uplifting stuff about how I'm on the mend, mourning period over ... Raj from the tax office calls to... Continue Reading →
It's been four months since my husband left and I'm wondering if it's unseemly to feel so cheerful already? Shouldn't I still be in mourning? I was chatting to the mum of a school mum at a Verducci party last week and she said she was a mess for 15 months when it happened to... Continue Reading →
