the end was just the beginning
There was a mini-revolt in the playground last Friday when my youngest daughter was off sick. Every Thursday night she and three of her friends go to skipping training in a nearby suburb, armed with fists full of money they've been given to buy skipping ropes for kids at their school. The youngest marched out... Continue Reading →
My visual entertainment swung between two extremes over the weekend: first The Wolf Of Wall Street, with Leonardo Di Caprio snorting cocaine out of a hooker's butt crack, then Austenland, with Kerri Russell visiting a Jane Austen theme park in search of her real-life Mr Darcy. The Austenland viewing was prompted by inhaling the book,... Continue Reading →
Geezy louisey yesterday was a cracker in the stress stakes. I sold my house, the youngest came down with a vomiting bug and I got the results of my diabetes test. I also waited - and waited - for a work contract to arrive in my in-box ... more about that later ... While... Continue Reading →
I've reached the point where nothing surprises me any longer, which is good, because life keeps serving up gems. Yesterday I gave up fighting a UTI using my mother's remedy of Hiprex - which worked so long as I remembered to take it twice daily, but otherwise slid me backwards into razor blade territory -... Continue Reading →
I'm an unemployed single mother, dumped by her partner of 23 years, selling the family home. Did life really need to find new ways to torture me? Just when I was starting to write all this uplifting stuff about how I'm on the mend, mourning period over ... Raj from the tax office calls to... Continue Reading →
It's been four months since my husband left and I'm wondering if it's unseemly to feel so cheerful already? Shouldn't I still be in mourning? I was chatting to the mum of a school mum at a Verducci party last week and she said she was a mess for 15 months when it happened to... Continue Reading →
Many years ago, a bloke told me he'd scored a "friend with benefits". I laughed and warned him it would all end in tears. I was convinced the girl was just telling him she didn't want anything more ... but secretly desired his heart as well as what was in his pants. I can't quite... Continue Reading →
The daily views on my blog tend to wax and wane depending on how messy my car crash has been. I'm not knocking it, I'm as likely to slow down as the next person when mayhem unfolds. Fortunately it's not me that's done something stupid this time. (Unfortunately for my daily views I seem to... Continue Reading →
Oddly enough, despite spewing my private life onto the internet each day via my blog, I'm actually a shy, retiring flower at heart. Talking to strangers, putting myself out there, exposing my "true" self - even to those closest to me - fills me with absolute terror. I've treated most of my adult life like... Continue Reading →
I feel like I've been taking speed. Well, what I imagine taking speed would feel like, since my nickname used to be Operation Noah. And I have one of my blog followers to thank for it. She's been battling a startlingly similar insomnia to my own and gave me a tip back in April to... Continue Reading →
