I'm trying to feel all warm, fuzzy and thrilled for Mrs Woog as she flits around New York - she's been sponsored to fly there by Garnier for BlogHer, a conference for female bloggers. But the truth is I'm a little envious. OK, slight understatement. I'm deeply, bitterly resentful. Yes, that's closer to the truth. Every... Continue Reading →
Sausages and self-pity
Ever hosted a barbecue and waaaaay over-catered on the sausages? I do it every single time. Recently, I achieved a personal best: 24 sausages leftover. No, I'm not kidding. Husband and the Sprogs spent the following three nights eating snags in various delicious forms: pasta bake, pot pies and curry. I've blogged the recipes over at Village Voices. Check them... Continue Reading →
HouseGoesHollywood: Taylor dates a Kennedy, Cuba assaults barmaid, Kate stuffs snags
Wading through the murk so you don't have to ... Taylor's dating a Kennedy! Taylor Swift is dating Robert Kennedy Jr's 18-year-old son, Conor Kennedy. The pair were spotted this weekend at the Kennedy compound in Hyannisport (to see the pics, click here). And in typical Taylor style, she's moving way too fast. One of Lainey... Continue Reading →
Positively sickening
All is not well at Housegoeshome. I am, knock on wood, the only family member who hasn't succumbed to illness this week. I'm putting it down to giving up Diet Coke and not drinking alcohol for two whole nights. I am a paragon of virtue. (Until 6pm tonight, when I'll slug a few pre-movie Pinot Grigios before... Continue Reading →
HouseGoesHollywood: Rob kicks Kristen out, flirty Scarlett raises hackles, Courtenay’s vajajay
Wading through the murk so you don't have to ... Rob kicks Kristen out Rob Pattinson has finally moved from gobsmacked to get-the-fark-out-of-my-house angry. After staying at an unknown location since his girlfriend Kristen Stewart's affair secret was exposed, Pattinson told her to get her stuff and leave last weekend. In a surprising dash of... Continue Reading →
Parenting mistakes No. 3278 and 3279
Heston Blumenthal's wacky creations captivated the Sprogs recently, when they saw Heston's Feasts at their cousins' house. So Husband racked up an episode of Heston's Mission Impossible for them the other night. Heston's challenge was to makeover cinema snacks. Perfect, we thought. Until he started experimenting with 4D theatre and providing squirts of scent to accompany movies. The film he chose was... Continue Reading →
HouseGoesHollywood: The Mag I Bought This Week, Jeremy’s viagra accident, Jada’s bikini body
Wading through the murk so you don't have to ... The Mag I Bought This Week Award goes to ... Hollywood gossip is totally addictive at the moment. None of that cut-with-Draino crap. It's the real deal and it's getting me so high. Yep, I'm a hopeless Hollywood junkie and I'm refusing rehab - give... Continue Reading →
Childcare: kids ok, parents stuffed
Last week, The Australian reported on a study that found kids who go into childcare at the age of two or three are no worse off emotionally than those kept at home. It said, among other things: "Charles Sturt University's Linda Harrison told The Australian the analysis was based on a longitudinal study of 5000 Australian children recruited... Continue Reading →
Bit on the side
I've been experimenting with side dishes during Christmas in July. Here are three of my veggie creations. I'm particularly thrilled with the first one - hallejulah, a recipe that makes parsnips taste divine! I served these with a couple of slow-roasted lamb shoulders last night. I browned the shoulders briefly in a heavy-based casserole dish, then added 1 cup... Continue Reading →
Dirty laundry
The problem with blubbering on your blog about being down is that everyone goes on suicide watch. Long after you've hauled yourself out of your hole of self pity, people keep giving you concerned looks, patting your arm, asking if you'd like to talk about it. No, I would not like to talk about it. I am repressed and only capable of expressing... Continue Reading →