Dog tired

When you have 5 chooks, 2 bunnies, 1 fish (vale Fishy 2) and 1 puppy, going away for the weekend gets a little tricky. We were off to Dubbo/Jenolan Caves for four days and fortunately my sister offered to animalsit, despite already dogsitting a friend's pet and renovation on her house beginning last Friday. She... Continue Reading →

My week: geez my hands hurt

Last week was a blur ... we landed back in Sydney - from our weekend in the Hunter Valley - on Sunday arvo and headed straight off for an early dinner at a friend's (couldn't cancel, I'd stood them up twice previously, eeek!). I could barely keep my eyes open on their couch. As you... Continue Reading →

Sandra Bullock’s thighs just keep on giving

My favourite astronaut, Chris Hadfield, has given his verdict on Sandra Bullock's performance in Gravity during a visit to "Conan" and it was typically awesome. While he said that visually Gravity was the most realistic depictions of spacewalks ever, the scene where Sandra's character takes off her spacesuit and floats around looking all smooth and sexy in black... Continue Reading →

Odd bods rule, OK?

I love that my almost 10-year-old makes balloon umbrellas, rehearses tricks for Halloween "just in case", curls up in bed at night reading Lord of The Rings and befriends snails. I can't think where she gets it from. I mean, I remember my dad giving a speech at my 21st birthday marvelling at my odd-bod... Continue Reading →

Red hot?

Being a redheaded, left-handed woman means I've endured a few brushes with discrimination in my time ... but at least I'm not a redheaded man. As I've touched on previously in a blog called Hug A Ginger Day, redheaded men have it tough. Even I'm not entirely keen on them (redheaded women tend to be... Continue Reading →

Stumbling distance

For all that I moan, I have a pretty fortunate life. On Friday I drove to the Hunter Valley with the kids to celebrate the joint birthdays of my married friends Darren & Kirsten - I was bridesmaid at their wedding - and had the most lovely weekend. Husband was left at home with "Stinky"... Continue Reading →

My week: vanity is a curse

As you read this I'm swanning around in the Hunter Valley celebrating a friend's birthday. She's hired an awesome house and invited us along for a mini party. There's Verve and everything. Very posh. Getting here was a bit of a panic. Last week was MAD. I seriously felt a bit nervous breakdowny on Thursday... Continue Reading →

The wee tree

It's the two-year anniversary of one of my most popular embarrassing stories on the blog - Caught Short. It happened at a kindy mums’ dinner and involves topics I decided were appropriate for regaling the table after four glasses of verdelho ... Like how I’d been caught short at the last kindy mums’ dinner and... Continue Reading →

Oh I Do Like To Be Beside The Seaside

Sculpture by the Sea is an annual mainstay in the Household. Before the kids came along I'd go for walks along the Bondi to Bronte stretch early each morning and the weeks when the exhibition was on felt like I was enjoying my own private art gallery. It's the most gorgeous trek even without the... Continue Reading →

My anti-glamour Melbourne Cup guide

Did you have a flutter yesterday? Perhaps raise a glass of champers at a party? I spent the day scouring the internet for Instagram shots of celebs trackside. At home. By myself. In my trakkie daks. With just the puppy and his errant toilet training to keep me company. Click here to see the results... Continue Reading →

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