the end was just the beginning
Husband continues to profess his undying hatred of my bunny. Last night he started fantasising about dangling a paw from the rear-vision mirror. The man really knows how to hold a grudge. I mean, just because the furry little bundle destroyed the electrical cords belonging to his TV, DVD player, 2 lamps, the fridge, the... Continue Reading →
My friend sent me an email yesterday afternoon called "Mel's Tans". She's eager to give her new spray-tan gun a work-out, so she's "open for a pre-holiday tan tomorrow" ... Sadly, I'm not going on holiday, so I can stay pasty white. But it's the perfect excuse to run my third most popular HouseGoesHome blog of... Continue Reading →
I'm campaigning for a longish getaway together as a family. Not immediately, maybe a year from now. I want to wait until the youngest's memory extends beyond that of a gnat. But not too long, because the eldest's size indicates puberty may be just around the corner. Husband's long-service leave is coming up and I'm... Continue Reading →
You know how I'm ga-ga for David Duchovny? Just in case you've somehow missed this obsession, here's a quick refresher: when the X-Files was the hottest thing on TV I got all gooey for David, who played the lead character. The fascination started as a teen and continued through my early twenties, to the point... Continue Reading →
I was a great believer in karma. I trusted it to get the bad guys in the end. But you know what: she who is meanest and dirtiest wins, and I don't see any consequences. What else explains my month of disaster while the mean girls thrive? Last week one of my enemies (sadly I've... Continue Reading →
I got off a plane at 6am yesterday and scored the most beautiful run through the airport - straight up to a bloke at border control, bag off the carousel within 10 minutes, straight through customs ... so I figured I deserved a shower and a hug. I took a deep breath and paid for... Continue Reading →
I'm beginning to think Mulder was right with the whole trust no-one thing. He's lucky they didn't have Facebook back then, way scarier than alien/government conspiracies. I'm relatively new to the Facebook world. It was strange uncharted territory a few years ago. Now it's my personal and professional newsfeed all rolled into one. I love... Continue Reading →
Leaving home makes me sick ... Literally. I’ve snuffled/spewed my way through Koh Samui, Singapore, South Carolina, Fiji … and now Pasadena. Yep, I am poorly. Woozy in prone postion on hotel bed unable to speak beyond a croak poorly. Totally freaking inconvenient when I am supposed to be hugging men in sloth suits and... Continue Reading →
As I write this blog poolside ... I know SHUT UP ... I should be in relaxed holiday mode, like the couple whose tongues haven't left each other's mouths since they entered the water. But I can't stop thinking about how many faux pas I have committed within less than 1 hour of arriving at... Continue Reading →
Travel's funny. You find yourself halfway across the world in an old friend's hotel room ordering chicken nuggets and fries from room service to accompany your freebie bottle of $300 vintage pink champagne (scored during some snafu on the plane) you're sipping while you admire the personalized initials the hotel has sewn onto his pillowcase... Continue Reading →
