the end was just the beginning
How did you celebrate Australia Day? I was at work. No biggie. It was rainy, DD is at a conference overseas, the kids spend Mondays with their dad ... Figures I might as well be in the office! But I loved trawling through my Instagram feed, seeing what the celebs were up to ... here... Continue Reading →
My mum doesn't read my blog every day. She tends to catch up in blocks ... so, Mum, I have some news I was too scared to tell you ... Meet the newest member of the Household: Bilbo Baggins ... I am NOT looking forward to hearing what Dad has to say. He will go... Continue Reading →
Last week was manic and a little overwhelming. I'm not sure I could live like an A-lister - Tourism NSW are promoting the ACCTA Awards next week and sent me on a whole lot of celebrity-style adventures - unless I had a whole staff to keep the mundane bits of life running while I swanned... Continue Reading →
It's funny how guilty I've felt about living like an A-lister this week. Every time I post something on Instagram or the blog or Facebook I get all squirmy and uncomfortable. Bloody show-off. I wonder if that's how ACTUAL A-listers feel? But on with the show ... and yesterday was yet another crazily surreal one.... Continue Reading →
Where do I start? The fun stuff seems like a good place. My latest A-lister Sydney experience - courtesy of Tourism NSW to celebrate the upcoming ACCTA Awards - saw me checking into a suite at the QT Hotel after having the car valet parked by someone who looked like this .... When that happens... Continue Reading →
This morning I'm busy being an A-lister again ... poor me! So I thought I'd finally show you a few holiday happy snaps from my cruise to Tassie ... PS A special shout-out to my awesome mate Glen who took care of Charlie while I was gone. He sent me a message yesterday asking about... Continue Reading →
The roller coaster launched at 5.30am when I woke in pain. I share every other drama with you, soooooo: there was a lump in my breast. The anxiety built as I waited in the darkness for the kids to wake, fretting quietly. The moment the clock hit 8.30am I tried calling the doctor's surgery for... Continue Reading →
I reckon I've gained a kilo a day on this cruise. My god they know how to feed you. It starts with double breakfast. Zumba is at 9am so I duck up to the Windjammer Cafe and grab an oatbran muffin. Couldn't possibly do a 50-minute sweaty Latin exercise class without sustenance, even in a... Continue Reading →
I am blessed with my friendships. As I walked off the gangplank yesterday morning and finally got some precious mobile phone reception, I read a post on Facebook from my mate - and dogsitter - Glen showing Charlie my mad moodle making gentle love to his stuffed white tiger in my backyard. Glen captioned it:... Continue Reading →
That moment when a '50s tribute band starts playing in the atrium of the cruise ship and your kids refuse to do the twist with Pop. So you do the twist with Pop and a vacant blonde in a pink satin poodle skirt hands you Radiance of the Seas keyrings. And you say cheers and... Continue Reading →
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