the end was just the beginning
Prior to becoming a stay-at-home mum, I never thought much about the first day back at school (other than “Thank god, my childcare bills will no longer hover around the $700-a-week mark.”). My husband usually deposited the kids in the playground while I drove to work. When I came home, they'd tell me all their... Continue Reading →
This blog I wrote about childcare is feeling particularly poignant for me today, on the eve of the kids going back to school and me going back to work. Twelve months on and those judgemental women still make me cross: I was cleaning out the soiled newspaper from the chick cage yesterday when I noticed an opinion column about... Continue Reading →
Thank gawd the property drought is drawing to a close. The past month of Domain dregs has been killing me. I thought agents would hold off until after the Australia Day long weekend to hit the campaign trail, but a couple of gems have come onto the market. Well, to be honest, they're flawed gems.... Continue Reading →
I turned down the chance to sleep on a houseboat in the Myall Lakes last night. My brother-in-law was captaining it for his significant birthday (don't despair, bro, 50-year-old Men Are Really Hot). But, after five nights away, I was homesick. Sprog 2 was fuming. She was desperate to curl up in one of those... Continue Reading →
Oh Newcastle, how I love you! We've had five blissful days together and I've adored every minute. Even the rain hasn't dampened my ardor. We've crammed so much into those precious hours. We've been shell hunting at Merewether Baths. We saw an amazing free circus performance at the local shopping centre. My dad babysitted the... Continue Reading →
Finally, some actual celebrity news. Michael Buble has announced his wife Luisana Lopilato is pregnant with the couple's first child. The couple made the announcement in a video message, which opens with an ultrasound image and features the singer's hit single "Haven't Met You Yet." "I've said to Luisana a million times I'd love to... Continue Reading →
Imagine an indoor swimming pool with a sand beach ringed by palm trees, with banana lounges, Balinese huts, waiters in boardies, Girl From Ipanema on the sound system, a hunky lifeguard, and a beachy homewares store at the entrance Welcome to ZanziBar ... My fantasy kids' waterplay centre by day, kitschy bar by night. Mothers... Continue Reading →
I never let my kids sleep in my bed. I bought them queen-sized ones so that if they're sick Husband can sleep in theirs. But somehow I find myself at my parents' house, in their spare bedroom, in a double bed, with Sprog 2. The first night went OK because Mum gifted me a sleeping... Continue Reading →
I'm still vibrating for David Tennant and it's reminded me of a post I wrote called Shoot, Shag or Marry. Also, I am having a last hurrah holiday at my parents with the Sprogs before I go back to work (more about that after the press release ... don't you love a bit of suspense?).... Continue Reading →
There's nothing like going to a concert featuring an '80s pop star who's morphed into a bespectacled middle-aged folk singer with a slight paunch to make you feel your age. Some lovely friends of Husband's took us to the Famous Spiegeltent on Sunday night. The Spiegeltent is this gorgeous wooden tent with stained glass windows... Continue Reading →
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