There are moments when I realise the fragility of my new resilience. At my housewarming, a school mum noted that I wasn't in a good place yet - in light of some of my blog posts - and I disagreed with her vehemently. No, no, I insisted, I'm good. Really, I'm great. But I could... Continue Reading →
The party lowdown
Ooooooh I felt grim yesterday. I don't operate well on one hour of sleep ...So, was it worth it? Yes, on balance I think it was, despite the scene of devastation that still surrounds me.The fun started on Saturday morning when the "intelligent" lights, stand, LED disco ball and smoke machine arrived. The kids thought... Continue Reading →
Some galah
I know I said I wouldn't blog today but, after 2 hours fitful sleep, I had to get up because some galah had set the timer on my oven to go off at 6.20am. Once I'm awake, I'm awake. The house is a bloody tip after the housewarming, can't face it. So I thought I'd... Continue Reading →
Naked and alone with 2 women
I did my grocery shopping yesterday sans underwear ... Now that I have your attention (come to think of it, the title probably did that anyway, ah well) let me rewind ... Before grocery shopping, I went to my friend Mel's house to get a spray tan for my party. She's a DIY spray tan... Continue Reading →
I’m not nailing the single mum thing
We had takeaway again last night. BBQ chook and chips. The house is a disaster. I haven't cleaned it since the move. The dog keeps escaping the barrier I've erected in the kitchen and weeing on the carpet. And I feel so guilty because he spends endless hours locked up while I'm at work. I... Continue Reading →
I’ve failed someone
Last night was a funny old night. First I had drinks with a complete stranger. No, it wasn't an RSVP date. I met a fellow blogger. Her name is Lee-Anne and she has a lovely site called Is It Just Me? Check it out. She's having a blogging hiatus while she works on another project,... Continue Reading →
Three sleeps to go!
Bloody iinet have informed me that I will hopefully maybe have internet access by close of business Friday. A mere three weeks after I moved house. Glacial. It doesn't allow much time (or comfort) to burn CDs for my 80s party from the Cloud. Fortunately my friend Lara's hubby is coming to the party (so... Continue Reading →
Shut up smug marrieds
I remember when my sister was single, before she met her Mr Right and renovated her dream house with him. I'd airily advise her: "you need to love yourself first, then someone will come along who loves you." OK, I now understand how freaking annoying I must have been, blathering such nonsense. I mean, yes,... Continue Reading →
The blog you’re not supposed to write
I bought skinny jeans yesterday. And it felt goooooooood. But I'm not supposed to say that, because I should love myself no matter my size. Well, guess what? I love myself even more when I'm thin. Go stick that in your pipes and smoke it fativists. Just in case you hadn't heard, fativists are the... Continue Reading →
Wonder drug
When you write a freaking blog every freaking day of your freaking life it can be a blessing and a curse. Today it's a curse. Yes, yes, I know, I could NOT blog and the world wouldn't end but I'm addicted aren't I? I get all OCD if I don't do it. And the problem... Continue Reading →
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