I say I'm not a mushy person, but I secretly must be. Why else would I buy another puppy? And prattle to it like a baby. And blubber while watching the season finale of Doctor Who. And deliberately use terrible grammar in text messages. Yep, my heart is a big, gloopy puddle. My brain is... Continue Reading →

The final nail was hammered into my marriage coffin a year ago. We were visiting Melbourne and I got a call to say my beloved chickens had been murdered. I didn't realise I was hammering the nail as I sobbed in my husband's arms, but he did. I'm pretty sure it's the moment he realised... Continue Reading →

I should have been unpacking my new house yesterday. But I went for a very looooooong walk instead. It was so long, it felt like I was training for Coastrek. Coastrek is HUGE around my way, uber trendy among the school mums. I admire the sentiment - raising money to restore sight through the great work... Continue Reading →

It's been a loooooooooong week waiting for DD to return from his overseas conference. Sigh. (Mind you, it's quite useful that he's been in the US, as I needed Goldfish crackers again for the youngest's pool party. This time around, it's a slightly less forward request - I'd only known him three days when I... Continue Reading →

I just had the final inspection on my rental property yesterday and it totally sucked. Prior to moving into the bloody place, I hadn't rented for a long, long time. I hope - after yesterday - that I never have to rent again. The rental chick met me at the house and proceeded to go... Continue Reading →

It took me an eternity to get dressed for work yesterday. Everything I tried on looked TERRIBLE and was discarded into a growing heap on my bed. I'd been meaning to get to work early, but there was no way that was happening as the 30-minute mark and a wardrobe decision STILL hadn't been made.... Continue Reading →

... You drive the car to work in driving rain and park in a two-hour metre zone and feed the parking metre an exhorbitant pile of gold coins because you are worried about the puppy and want to check on him at lunchtime. Yes, really. And so, you head back across the Harbour Bridge in... Continue Reading →

"For whatever reasons, Ray, call it... fate, call it luck, call it karma, I believe everything happens for a reason." - Dr Peter Venkman, Ghostbusters I've been wandering around my new house in a blissed out haze. The place is nothing special, it's on a busy road, but it's a happy home. And I feel so... Continue Reading →