the end was just the beginning
Three years ago yesterday, my Nan died. Well, her body died; her mind departed long before. I miss my Nan so much. She was awesome, before dementia stole her spirit. For months after she died, I wanted to ask a psychic how she was doing – whether she got her marbles back. But lately, I’ve... Continue Reading →
I read a few chapters to the kids each night and, I swear, there are only so many time I can revisit The Wishing Chair. Lovely as it is. But finding something else everyone agrees upon can be tricky. I headed to the attic the other night in search of The Hitchhikers Guide To The... Continue Reading →
I'm actually going to start with Friday and work backwards because I have post-traumatic stress about it ... I left early for work and texted Husband from the bus saying: "Can you pack a light jacket for the eldest ... is a bit chilly" He missed the message and replied at 9.03am with: "Not as... Continue Reading →
Did you read the story about the Sydney mum Beth Burton, who was told by a Sydney bus driver to stop her toddler “carrying on” or get off his bus? That was me yesterday except it was my dog that was "carrying on". I was petrified I'd be kicked off at any moment. While the... Continue Reading →
My once conjoined now separated twin, The Sharpest Pencil, has given up Diet Coke. This has totally freaked me out. Not because she is "Angry. Irritable. A little bit on the edge" as a result. But because she says: "Because I am a serial stomach ache complainer, my doctor has suggested I try the FODMAPs diet.... Continue Reading →
Phobias are weird things. I have a friend who goes totally spare if she sees a balloon, which seems an odd thing to frighten a 45-year-old woman. But each to their own freak outs. Me, I'm scared of spiders. So I had to take a few deep breaths when I went to the DVD launch... Continue Reading →
You know how I'm the editor of a website? A paperless website? So I really should be electronically savvy? I don't have a diary. Of any sort. Not on my phone. Not on a hard-copy calendar. Not on the computer. Nowhere. My diary is my brain. And it's letting me down. On Saturday night I... Continue Reading →
Reports have surfaced that Vanity Fair is investigating whether Gwyneth Paltrow had an affair with Elle Macpherson's husband. In happier news, my favourite Hollywood couple, Kristen Bell and Dax Shepherd, have tied the knot. And Beyonce's daughter plays a mean game of peek-a-boo. Did Gwyneth have an affair? The New York Post's Page Six has reported that... Continue Reading →
The highlight of my week was introducing Take Your Puppy to Work Day at iVillage. It went down a treat. Wow grown women squeal a lot in the presence of something this cute.As my gorgeous co-worker Kahla Facebooked: "Look at what I have to deal with in the office today. LOOK."Charlie behaved impeccably on the... Continue Reading →
My bus ride the other night SUCKED. Big time. For a start, I waited 25 freaking minutes for one to come. Hello STA? It's not like I was going anywhere obscure. It was 6.30pm and I was standing on the corner of Elizabeth & Park Streets in the city, heading to the eastern suburbs. So,... Continue Reading →
