My ex-mag mate Kelly shared a story on her Facebook feed the other day from Business Insider with the title: "Journalists drink too much, are bad at managing emotions, and operate at a lower level than average, according to a new study." Not the most catchy of headings ... sigh, subs were such awesome things, I... Continue Reading →
What’s inside my head
I got Herrmann profiled yesterday as part of a project I'm reporting on for work. It's a tool to help understand your thinking style. A bloke called Ned Herrmann developed it and it's spookily accurate. You answer 120 questions about yourself (blardy hell) and it creates a personalised chart explaining your brain processes. Here's mine... Continue Reading →
How much longer will they make her wait?
My old school friend Kathleen Folbigg turns 50 next month. She's spent the past 15 years in jail and the past two years waiting for a response from the Attorney General on a judicial appeal submitted by three Newcastle barristers. Frustrated by the lack of response from the government, a series of stories went out... Continue Reading →
What I DON’T want to hear
Do you know what a single parent doesn't want to hear when she's worked from 8.30am to 3pm, then driven to the school to collect her first born and take her to art class, then headed home to work a bit more, then prepped dinner, then collected the first born from art class, then grabbed... Continue Reading →
Fighting the feeling
I was a teensy bit emotional yesterday. Confession: I might be a little rattled by the kids moving in with my ex and his partner. Just a little. I'd rather they didn't move in with her, but I also know that it's inevitable when your ex is involved with someone else. Well, not inevitable. Not... Continue Reading →
I don’t want you to worry
I haven't got anything to say this morning. I'm tired and coldy and it's about time I wrote something funny but nothing funny has happened lately. (Well, nothing I can blog about ...) Despite having absolutely nothing interesting to talk about, I thought I'd better blog regardless, just in case you worried I'd popped my... Continue Reading →
Needing what you can’t have
This meme popped up in my Facebook feed last night: The first name that popped into my head is DD, because our time together feels so insubstantial at the moment. Also because I'm feeling a bit poorly and need a cuddle, but he's away for work. I thought I couldn't say my boyfriend because that's... Continue Reading →
I’m not OK with that
I've become a weird mix of conservative and liberated as I've aged. Things I thought would shock me don't faze me at all ... and things I should let slide really bug me. Yep, I'm going to be one of those loud, opinionated old people. Goodie. Something that's been making me mouthy lately are the... Continue Reading →
They stole my idea!
I was doing some frantic lunchtime shopping at a Woolies yesterday (the fridge is bare after my obsessed fan visit to Melbourne and the hungry hordes will descend after school today with their middle-class demands for sourdough toast and mini packets of Kettle chips), when I noticed the supermarket had STOLEN MY IDEA. Well, they... Continue Reading →
The things we do for love
Remember your teenage obsessions? The burning need to read every word about them and watch every moment featuring them on stage and screen. Not to mention those endless daydreams about meeting them in real life! Mine was Neil Finn, seguing into David Duchovny and The X Files later in the decade ... or was that... Continue Reading →
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