the end was just the beginning
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 →
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 →
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 →
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 →
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 →
Over the weekend the kids dragged me to one of their favourite yearly events, the local hippie fair. It was quite entertaining to see the streets surrounding it clogged with black range rovers. But that's the way we roll in our old, suburban age. The youngest got me VERY cross before we even left home... Continue Reading →
>> The week started - and finished - on a literary note, as I've been reading my daughters Anne of Green Gables every night. And thoroughly enjoying it. Anne Shirley was my favourite literary as a kid and I'd stored all the paperbacks away for a new generation. When I read it the first time... Continue Reading →
I was lucky enough to receive an invitation to our local girls' night in at my friend Margie's house. Now Margie and her fellow dynamo Tanya don't do anything by half measures. This isn't a low-key popcorn and a movie night. Here's part of the invitation I was sent ... It's so spesh there are... Continue Reading →
Is there an event more polarising in Australia than Halloween? I swear, the iVillage Facebook followers were in a right state about it yesterday. Melissa wrote: "I'm concerned that we still encourage out children to knock on strangers doors and ask for lollies..... I don't know about anyone else but I teach my children all... Continue Reading →
Love it or hate it, Halloween is getting more popular every year in Australia. But somehow I can't imagine it ever taking on these epic proportions. Welcome to 10 ways the spooky occasion is celebrated over-the-top American style: They get just a little carried away decorating their houses ... Stan Munro, from North Syracuse, New... Continue Reading →
