Once upon a time I swanned about at gorgeous functions for a living, drinking free champers and schmoozing. When you're in the media you can pretty much do it every night of the week, if you so choose In my current incarnation as a single suburban mum there hasn't been quite as much swishness. Mind... Continue Reading →

You know how I mentioned yesterday that I'm going on a holiday with my kids. Well, I feel guilty about it, because it's completely irresponsible of me. I can't afford it, but ... Well, it's a long story that goes way back to February, when I got a call from my ex asking if he... Continue Reading →

perfect storm noun 1. a particularly violent storm arising from a rare combination of adverse meteorological factors. 2. an especially bad situation caused by a combination of unfavourable circumstances. "the past two years have been a perfect storm for the travel industry" I'm having a bit of a perfect storm week. I feel like George... Continue Reading →

My way of coping with life for the first 46 years was to try and control every second of it. I was infamous for taking menus from friends at restaurants and doing the ordering for the whole table. When I went on a holiday to Hawaii with my mother, I faxed her a list of... Continue Reading →

I had a disagreement with a friend yesterday. I don't cope well with disagreements. They lay me low. I really need to get better at them if I'm to keep blogging. When you voice an opinion in a blog post you need to be ready to handle disagreements, they come with the territory. But even... Continue Reading →

The builder popped over yesterday to run through the final details on my mini renovation. (Did I tell you he's an almost-celebrity builder? He was going to be on the new season of The Block with his wife, but they found out a few days before they were meant to fly to Melbourne that she... Continue Reading →

I felt very middle-aged when I woke up at 6am yesterday morning. Oh, what AM I talking about? I felt very middle-aged the night before too, recoiling at my wrinkles in the Heroes & Villains party photo booth and wearily suggesting we head home at the ungodly hour of 10.30pm. But hauling myself out of... Continue Reading →

I was a bit scared about DD turning up on my doorstep last night. We were off to a Heroes & Villains 50th birthday party for one of his uni friends. He told me he was going as Two Face. His daughter is a really talented make-up artist - her tutorials get hundreds of thousands... Continue Reading →

I had a scare earlier this week. I thought someone had stolen my car. I've been lucky enough to score a parking space in the basement of the building where I work. When I wandered underground one night, my spot was empty. Cue minor heart failure. Then I decided to check if I'd accidentally parked... Continue Reading →