Mondays are a tricky beast for me. By the time night falls, the kids have been gone for 48 hours and the house is feeling lonely without them. Normally I dodge the silence by going for a walk with friends, but everyone was pretty dusty in the wake of Catherine's 50th on Sunday night. So... Continue Reading →

I had the best intentions when it came to my friend Catherine's 50th birthday party on Saturday night. An early one, I said. Not too much to drink, I said. Pffffft! As if there's the tiniest bit of self-restraint in me ... I mean, things were never going to be low-key when they started with... Continue Reading →

When my life was feeling a little uncertain last year I borrowed some money from the bank. I told the bank manager it was for home renovations, but it was really to keep me - and the kids - afloat if times got tough. Now I have a full-time gig I'm thinking I might use... Continue Reading →

I went walking with two female friends last night. We do it about once a fortnight. It means sacrificing one of my precious few nights with DD, but it's worth it. Those walks are good for my soul. I walk with another two friends every Saturday morning. I really look forward to that one too.... Continue Reading →

Yesterday was supposed to be about getting organised. Cleaning the house, paying bills, painting my chipped toenails ... I got sweet F.A. done. The kids finally headed off ice skating with their dad and SSF at about 10.30am. I faffed around getting showered and dressed then ducked to the shops looking for a birthday pressie... Continue Reading →

An excited little 10-year-old greeted me at the front door on Friday afternoon: her dirdnl had arrived in the post! If you recall, she'd begged me to order her one for International Day at school. Her classroom is Germany. She found one for $20 - with free postage - on eBay. I was powerless in... Continue Reading →

Oh woe is me... I moaned to everyone on Tuesday ...I had to go to Glass Brasserie at Sydney’s Hilton Hotel yesterday for Australia’s Wine List of the Year Awards. It sounds glamorous, but it was a bit stressful ... I was social media-ing it for the drinks association and didn’t get the chance to... Continue Reading →

I was pretty bleary when DD's alarm went off at 5.30am so we could do a 6am F45 class together. I stayed at his place the night before - I couldn't really come at the 5am wake-up required to get to the class from my house. It's very, very quiet at DD's place, so I... Continue Reading →

DD has convinced me to do some harrowing F45 thing this morning. I think it's some sort of boot camp that kicks off at the ungodly hour of 6am. Then we're going to watch the sun rise and sip coffee together. Watching the sun rise and sipping coffee together have kinda become our "things." They're... Continue Reading →

Remember my youngest daughter being mentally scarred by the boy in That Sugar Film whose teeth had rotted from drinking Mountain Dew? She refused to eat sugar for months afterwards and still has stretches off sucrose, kinda like Dry July for kids. After a sugary school holidays, she eased herself into the first week back... Continue Reading →