the end was just the beginning
See how my bunny looks dead in this photo ... relax, he's just chilling out in his favourite spot on our Persian rug. But I wanted to kill him yesterday when I wandered into the family room to discover him doing THIS to my sofa. Normally I know when he's being naughty because it's accompanied... Continue Reading →
Now and then I make the mistake of read the letters page of the newspaper. I really should stop - all it does is make my blood boil and my jaw clench. Latest example: The Sydney Morning Herald ran a story last week about the lack of after-school places for kids in OSHS (Out of... Continue Reading →
I started the week with this sinking realisation: "We had our neighbours over on Sunday. Not the noisy ones, they’ve thankfully moved far, far away. Or the ones who invited me to dinner and I disgraced myself by getting drunk and spewing in their bathroom between entree and main. And not the ones with the phantom baby ... The ones whose mail I... Continue Reading →
Remember Anthony LaPaglia, the Aussie actor who made it big in the US with a starring role in the TV series Without A Trace? More recently - aside from appearing in in the political thriller Balibo back in 2009 - he's been better known as The Slap and Underbelly star Jonathan LaPaglia's older brother. That's Hollywood for... Continue Reading →
Husband sent me several very annoying text messages while I was at work yesterday. The first one said: "Woken by my beautiful girls at 9.30am - I could get used to the school holidays." He later informed me that the youngest had tried to wake him earlier without success. She'd poked him and then lay... Continue Reading →
I took the kids and their cousin to Luna Park yesterday. They all have season passes ($99 for two years - best Christmas present EVER), so if you pack snacks and water bottles it's virtually a free day out. Especially if you score one of the 70c an hour metered spots on the harbour -... Continue Reading →
We had our neighbours over on Sunday. Not the noisy ones, they've thankfully moved far, far away. Or the ones who invited me to dinner and I disgraced myself by getting drunk and spewing in their bathroom between entree and main. And not the ones with the phantom baby. The ones whose mail I lost.... Continue Reading →
I kicked off the week with a car crash - a galoot with a ciggie in one hand and a mobile phone in the other ran up the back of my bomb. Yay ... actually, booooo. Read about it by clicking here. I reminisced about a harrowing weekend when we sewed monsters then a doddery... Continue Reading →
We're a little ocean-obsessed here in the Household. The kids adore a splash in the waves, I never feel more at peace than when exploring the rockpools at Merewether Beach, homemade fish fingers are the family's favourite dinner ... the eldest even has an under-the-sea themed bedroom complete with fish swimming on the walls and... Continue Reading →
Do not give me a compliment under any circumstances. I'll just say something like "This old thing?" or "It really needs a trim" or "I forgot to add enough salt". And we'll both feel awkward and embarrassed. So let's just agree, right here and now, that compliments are completely wasted on me. Because I have... Continue Reading →
