the end was just the beginning
It occurred to me this morning while my illegal roosters were er-erer-ERRing (shut up shut up SHUT UP) that there appeared to be three distinctly different calls. I peered out the family room window, praying I was wrong, and saw the runt of the litter, Amy, warbling like a champion. Nooooooo! I am screwed. There... Continue Reading →
On the heels of Chris Brown's sexist rant yesterday, Kourtney Kardashian's boyfriend, Scott Disick has somehow managed to horrify me even more ... Shame on you Scott Kourtney Kardashian weeps in the latest episode of Kourtney And Kim Take Miami when her boyfriend Scott Disick tells her she's not losing her baby weight fast enough. He... Continue Reading →
The Household ventured into the city yesterday to see Titans Of The Ice Age at the IMAX theatre. Sprog 1 was stoked. She still remembers trying to catch 3D fish there as a toddler. And Sprog 2 has finally agreed to wear 3D glasses to 3D movies, which makes them way more enjoyable than the blurry affairs... Continue Reading →
I needn't have bothered blogging yesterday because someone in an Ellen DeGeneres online chatroom posted a link to my Late-night read: Paranoid Portia blog. I might not need to blog again for a week. Except I'm insanely, ridiculously, obsessively driven, so I will. Twice a day, like clockwork. I wonder when someone will invent Blogging... Continue Reading →
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 →
