Should I kick off the blog post with the youngest’s medal tally at the NSW/ACT Skipping Championships, then tell you the general event blather after that? Yeah!! So, the youngest walked away with two Silver medals on Saturday: one for Double Under Relay (two people taking turns to see how many times they can jump... Continue Reading →

I have a full-time job that is currently only paying me in alcohol and invitations, called Drinks Digest. I spend hours working on it each day. I really love it. But it seems slightly deranged that I do so much for so little. Passions are funny things. My focus right now is on building my... Continue Reading →

A nice man called Igor arrived at my house in a fancy black town car last night. He chauffeured me to a place called Spice Alley so I could drink complimentary Johnnie Walker highballs paired with delicious Asian food. A few hours later, he texted to say he was waiting outside to whisk me home... Continue Reading →

I had an ultrasound yesterday to check on the status of Freddie the fibroid and his new neighbours, the ovarian cyst-ers. If you're a long-term reader of HouseGoesHome you may recall my gyno christened my fibroid Freddie because it was so big it deserved a name. So big, in fact, that I was not eligible... Continue Reading →

How was your Monday? Mine was gorgeous. I walked along the Dee Why to Manly coastal trail and so should you! The views are divine. I promise you will love it. My Saturday walking friends decided we should take advantage of the three of us currently not working on a Monday, so we parked at... Continue Reading →

It's been a rollercoaster few days. As per usual. It started with a picnic in the Royal Botanic Garden on Friday, hosted by The Botanist Gin. A gorgeously arranged picnic spread had been laid out in the herb garden, with cushions scattered around for guests to sit on. While it looked fabulous, my heart sank... Continue Reading →

I took DD to the launch of Australian Cocktail Month last night. He forgot to pack his jammies for a sleepover, so he had to drink mocktails. Poor him. We caught the bus into town because the traffic on the Sydney Harbour Bridge is insane at around 6pm. Then we wandered up the road to... Continue Reading →

Did you see the pink super moon last night? I missed it because I was schmoozing underground at an event called Diageo WORLD CLASS. It’s a cocktail competition that saw Evan Stroeve from RE bar in Sydney, Kayla Saito from Leonardo’s Pizza Palace in Melbourne and David Aznar from Rosella’s on the Gold Coast battle... Continue Reading →

I got a new car yesterday ... well, just for a week. It's another bloody Renault, a hulking thing called a Kadjar. I feel like I'm driving a big, shiny red tank. I should also point out that's not my residence behind it, I had to park the car in a side street until my... Continue Reading →

It may be just a coincidence, but I stopped drinking milk over the weekend and decreased my gluten intake and I feel much, much better. It probably helps that I also stopped burning the candle at both ends. I had been feeling so weary and blerk in the stomach that DD suggested I go back... Continue Reading →