When my dear former Woman's Day colleague Beryl posted on her Facebook feed yesterday that the entire Royal staff had been called into a special meeting at 11pm at night, I went into a total frenzy. Who calls their entire staff to a meeting at 11pm at night unless it's really, really, really serious? "WHAT... Continue Reading →
Two places at once
It's funny how all the big stuff hits at once. Actually, it's not funny, it's a bit tough, but you know what I mean. I faced a difficult single mothering dilemma this week: both kids faced something serious at the same time ... 11am on Monday morning. I fretted over what to do for a... Continue Reading →
Oh puhlease, that’s such bull crap!
I unfollowed a Facebook page yesterday. It was REALLY giving me the shites. It's called "Brain Porn" - I'm not going to link to it because you are much better off without it in your life. It even has the audacity to feature Hugh Laurie as its cover image, holding a brain. There's nothing brainy... Continue Reading →
Awkward, inappropriate laughter
Waaaaaaay back in the '80s I loved a weekly comedy show on the ABC called "The Big Gig". Do you remember it? Most of the jokes have floated away in the ether of time, but one vignette remains: a bloke wearing a fez with the top cut off. He had a huge spoon and pretended... Continue Reading →
She’ll be right, mate
Sorry if I worried you yesterday. I was being a bit of a drama queen. But thank you to everyone who touched base. I got myself trapped in a negative loop. Once you become an anxious mouse skittering frenetically on the treadmill of life it can be a bit hard to get off and take... Continue Reading →
Resilience is in the soul
I didn’t want to go out last night. I wanted to curl up on the couch and mope. But I had to attend a work function at a nightclub called Slide on Oxford Street in Darlinghurst. I felt far too old and tired and emotional to be going to a nightclub called Slide on a... Continue Reading →
It’s getting old
I got my hair cut heaps shorter yesterday. I'd let it grow all long and blah. It was making me feel all long (in the tooth) and blah. Well, that and five hundred million other things. Fecking life as a fecking single almost-50 mum is fecking challenging sometimes. Especially if your hair is the wrong length, that... Continue Reading →
My weirdo heart
The youngest was at a sleepover party last night, so I made the eldest watch "The Breakfast Club" with me. I should have been connecting with her, as it's our second last night together of my holidays, but I was cactus from a week of not sleeping properly (I keep waking in the middle of... Continue Reading →
The not-so-blissful bits
Confession: the first few days of Bluesfest kinda freaked me out. You probably weren't given that impression by my last blog post, which goes to show the deceptive power of social media. I didn't lie yesterday, but I didn't tell the whole truth. The whole truth is that some aspects of Bluesfest were challenging: the... Continue Reading →
Blissing out at Bluesfest 2017
There have been soooooo many new and wonderful experiences in my life over the past three years. Bluesfest 2017 was yet another lucky me!!!! addition. DD and I nabbed early bird tickets to Bluesfest almost a year ago, before the artists were announced, then sat back with our fingers crossed, waiting to see who would... Continue Reading →
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