HAPPY NEW YEAR! And on with the show ... Here's proof that people present fairytale versions of themselves through social media. Facebook creates a "Year in Review" for everyone (have you checked yours out?) and this is what mine looked like in 2013: January 1: 13 hours and counting ... February 11: Ava's self portrait. Loving... Continue Reading →
My top 10 blogs of the year
No surprises here ... people love lists, scandals, nudity and celebrities ... 1. 10 amazing loot bags Yep, party bags were at number 1. OK, that's a little surprising. You bare your soul dozens of times in the year and it's the compilation that brings 'em in. Ah well. Here's a taste of what I... Continue Reading →
My week: a supposedly fun thing I’ll never do again
David Foster Wallace had it all wrong with "A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again". Give me a cruise around the Caribbean ANY TIME rather than the past week. Because I did a very stupid thing. Actually, a series of very stupid things. The first stupid thing I did was not taking my boss up... Continue Reading →
HouseGoesHollywood: ’twas the week to be scandalous …
While most of us took a break over Christmas to spend time with family and friends, it was business as usual for the celebs ... if "usual" is fighting with their exes over social media, being accused of affairs, pretending to shag a reindeer and flashing their butts ... Oh yeah, it is ... >>... Continue Reading →
And so that was Christmas …
How was your Chrissie? I was up at sparrow's fart - as usual - and was sure I'd be joined by an excited little person but she didn't struggle out. It was only when my mum and dad knocked at 7am (blow me down I never expected them to keep that promise) that the kids... Continue Reading →
Seeing the light
Somehow we've managed to breed a 10-year-old and an 8-year-old without ever venturing to a mecca of Christmas lights ... until now. We were worded up by my sister that Davidson, on Sydney's northern beaches, was a must-see. Still, nothing could prepare me for following the hundreds of cars snaking their way to Borgnis Street,... Continue Reading →
My week: call off the suicide watch
It seems I freaked people out a little on Friday with a blog called "I have no core strength". They took it as a cry for help. And it was ... for my abs. My sacrum has been playing up again following my double-handed baby chook splits injury (aggrevated by my bush turkey gardening injury),... Continue Reading →
I have no core strength
I am trying to zip up my core. And keep it zipped. All. The. Time. It's so bloody hard. Does it get any easier? This is not a metaphor. Although, come to think of it ... No. I just need to create more stability inside. I'm lacking core strength. There I go again ... That... Continue Reading →
What “holiday”???
The kids finished school yesterday. They're now on "holidays". But I think we need to come up with a different word for it. Because the online dictionary tells me holiday means: "a period of cessation from work or one of recreation". Here's what today looks like for me. Pack separate day packs and overnight bags for both kids. Pack lunch bags for both kids.... Continue Reading →
Going postal
I yelled a lot at a stranger yesterday. I'm not proud of it, but it was one of those WTF moments where you just can't help yourself. Bloody Australia Post. Don't they realise they're teetering on extinction? You'd think they'd at least try to keep it modern. Just a few days ago, Canada Post announced... Continue Reading →