the end was just the beginning
The youngest's winter wonderland party was a hit. For my own sanity, I probably should have skipped the pre-party pump class, but if I had my gym instructor wouldn't have been able to give me the excellent tip on creating a snowman's head for the birthday cake. I woke up on Sunday morning stricken by... Continue Reading →
I don't know where to begin. There's too much to tell. So I'll just serve it up in one enormous, disjointed package. I'll start with Friday night. My mum and dad took the youngest and the rest of our extended family to teppanyaki. I'd bought myself tickets to Neil Finn as my Christmas present from... Continue Reading →
Eight years ago today I wept as I was wheeled into an operating theatre to have a 4.1kg bundle of love extracted from my womb. I was crying because I was petrified. My first birth was ... a bit on the awful side. The eldest was 4.3kg and decided she didn't fancy coming out after... Continue Reading →
NO BALLS plural noun 1. "In the sport of cricket a No ball is a penalty against the fielding team, usually as a result of an illegal delivery by the bowler. The delivery of a No ball results in one run - two under some Regulations - to be added to the batting team's score, and an additional ball must be bowled." (Wikipedia) 2. "An expression said... Continue Reading →
I haven't thought much about my musical taste in the past 23 years. I've clung to my Neil Finn addiction, but Husband generally curated the soundtrack of our lives. He loves his music. (Well, aside from Neil Finn, who he passionately hates.) I once used my influence as deputy editor of Cosmopolitan magazine to score... Continue Reading →
It's been hard to understand and process the last six months. But over the past week I've felt like I'm finally getting answers. And its kinda blown my mind. I've been given some surprising psycho-babble labels for my journey, gone away for a snuggle with my best friend Dr Google and started researching them. It's... Continue Reading →
It's a bittersweet birthday this year. I turn 46 today and 23 years ago I met Husband. So that's officially half my life ... geez I can't even begin to give you a word or phrase that encapsulates the sadness of it all. And today will be my first birthday since our fateful meeting in... Continue Reading →
The eldest hit the hotplates again last night and it was gooood. She whipped up a gorgeous dish of bacon and avocado linguine, then we curled up on the sofa and scoffed it while watching Ferris Bueller's Day Off. I wasn't keen for Ferris, but the eldest was insistent. She'd watched half the movie at a... Continue Reading →
It was glorious around my neck of the woods yesterday. A golden autumn interlude, all crisp and bright after the recent rain. Mind you, it didn't stop me waking bleak. But the beautiful day refused to let me stay that way. Its insidious attack started early: my youngest is a fitness fanatic and insisted on... Continue Reading →
I'm being haunted by a little thing called regret this week. Geez it's a cruel bastard. I wrote a blog about regret after I got sacked a few years ago. A lot has happened since then, and yet in many ways nothing has changed at all. Here's what I said back in 2012 ... “What’s done... Continue Reading →
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