the end was just the beginning
I think I've found my Newcastle dream house ... well, almost. Can a dream house really be on a busy road? Novocastrians, tell me, do you reckon Scenic Drive would be noisy? But just look at this place - the view is AWESOME. And I love all the '5os features - the arch in the... Continue Reading →
Going on my history, you're probably thinking I've lost another job. But no, it's a domestic crisis this time. Remember how I made clucky Henny Penny an instant mummy by slipping four chicks under her one night? (No? Then click here for a catch-up.) Well, those chicks have grown and grown and the one called... Continue Reading →
It's been seven days and counting since I started droobing around with the flu and I'm sick of it. I wake up every morning, open one eye tentatively and hope that I'll be better. But no, still snotty, still woozy. So I wasn't raring to go on a date with my husband last night. We'd... Continue Reading →
I joined Skype a month ago for work purposes - we use it to group message each other and chat when we're not in the office at the same time. And every single day since I put my photo up (I used a lovely Oompa Loompa one, see above) I've received at least one request... Continue Reading →
Thank you Neil Patrick Harris for adding the word "cray-cray" to my vocabulary. Neil - who stars in How I Met Your Mother - used it to describe a fib that The National Enquirer told last week, which suggested he and his long-time partner were splitsville. I am using it to describe the time and... Continue Reading →
So I'm lying face-down in bed yesterday, coughing and feeling sorry for myself when the phone rings. "Hi Alana, it's Kim." I scrabbled around in my flu-addled brain trying to work out who Kim was - didn't recognise the voice AT ALL - and started stalling. "Sorry, I have the flu, feeling a bit fuggy... Continue Reading →
I am crook - awful flu/mild cold - so I'm giving myself a blogging pass out. It's called "I Almost Kissed A Girl". And it's from this time last year. It goes like this ... My blogging heroine, Mrs Woog, wrote a post yesterday about meeting Johnny Young and going ga-ga (see http://www.woogsworld.com/2012/03/close-your-eyes-and-ill-kiss-you.html). She followed it... Continue Reading →
This week was MAD. Up and down and sideways crazy. I kicked it off with horrific PMT - bleakly outlined in Escapee Prawns, Girl Crushes & Dodgy Pelvic Floors with a violent sequel called PMT Doesn't Exist? Eff That! I laughed myself silly at a Sunday newspaper article suggesting it was a good idea to choose your... Continue Reading →
Friday morning was a bit crazy in the Household. We were frantically packing for an exciting trip - heading straight from the school gates to the Newcastle Show to spend the night twirling on unlimited rides, eating fairy floss and buying showbags with their cousins. And then the rain came pelting down and the outing... Continue Reading →
No, that's a total lie. I intend to boast lavishly ... I am visiting here for a wedding in April. The exact address is Wide Awake Park, Hollywood, South Carolina. How romantic does that sound? The happy couple have invited us "to join them on the banks of the Stono River as they vow to each... Continue Reading →
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