Loot bags, goodie bags, party bags, lolly bags ... whatever you call them they've been the runaway surprise hit on my blog. Since I posted my first 10  Amazing Loot Bags in November last year it's gone on to be my sixth most popular post of all time. So naturally it needed a follow-up.... Continue Reading →

Often, I read advice on how to grow your blog followers. It invariably suggests sticking to a theme and not straying far from it. It seems the key to success is being known for SOMETHING not EVERYTHING.I am not very good at sticking to a theme. Especially when I am fatigued from two days of... Continue Reading →

I moaned about getting up at the crack of dawn yesterday for Royal Baby Watch, but it wasn't actually a hardship. It's lying in bed that's the problem. I've had a screwed up left shoulder for a month now, so I can't lie on my left side. My dental misery has now shifted to both... Continue Reading →

I was feeling perfectly fine yesterday until I noticed there was a lump on my jaw. The moment I found it I suddenly decided I was poorly and started fretting about getting my affairs in order. I've done a bit of Dr Googling, which was no use at all. Kept suggesting gum infections. But my... Continue Reading →

I started the week pretty gutted by a 60 Minutes report on Kathleen Folbigg. When the segment began, I started weeping. My husband came and sat beside me on the sofa and held me as the story unfolded ... read my thoughts on it here at The Morning After. Much more uplifting was getting three new... Continue Reading →

I thought leaving Woman's Day would finally mean I'd put Royal watching behind me. Those all-nighters putting out Princess Mary wedding/birth/christening special issues ... But no, I may be a million miles from print media, but I find myself on high alert for the birth of another Royal bub, this time to the British monarchy.... Continue Reading →

The public agitation about Kathleen Folbigg shows no sign of abating if the number of Google searches leading people to my blog are any indication. And then there are all the messages I'm getting, like the text my mum sent yesterday saying "At a meeting yesterday, 60 women. A lot of talk about Kathy ...... Continue Reading →

Aren't they sweet? We made the trek to a place called Porsche's Rescue on Sunday to collect them. BACK. OF. BEYOND. I didn't mean to come home with two chicks, I was there for a bunny companion for Frodo ... but they were so cute, I couldn't resist. I have a sneaking suspicion they're roosters. I'm... Continue Reading →

People tell me there was a lot of hate on the 60 Minutes Facebook page last night after the report on Kathleen Folbigg's possible innocence. I couldn't bring myself to read it. I was too gutted already. There was a live poll afterwards on whether justice had been served. The verdict - 54% guilty, 46%... Continue Reading →