the end was just the beginning
I've written before about the disturbing nature of my attic - for example, this blog ... I was in the attic on Monday night, searching for the photo of me with Stripper Santa. I got really freaked out. My panic initially revolved around where the effing hell the Stripper Santa photo had gone. Are you one... Continue Reading →
"A lie gets halfway around the world before the truth has a chance to put its pants on." Winston Churchill Working in the weekly magazine industry has totally ruined gossip for me. Don't get me wrong, I love compiling HouseGoesHollywood. I've been followed the minutiae of celebrity lives since 2002, so trawling the internet for... Continue Reading →
Did you ever fantasise about being a twin when you were a kid? It was right up there with being an alien from Alpha Centauri for me. I think it was the appeal of a permanent playmate that understood and accepted all my quirks and idiosyncracies (of which there were - and still are -... Continue Reading →
My youngest has a birthday party coming up and I'm arguing with her about who to invite. I'm from the "invite all the girls in your class so no-one feels left out" school. But my youngest is fiercely objecting to several girls who've been mean to her coming along. So I've told her she's not... Continue Reading →
As I sit gazing at Google Analytics five, 10, 50 times a day, it's occurred to me that I have an addiction. It's not to poker machines or roulette wheels (though I was rather partial to the toy one I got for Christmas as a kid ... ah, the things they thought were appropriate in... Continue Reading →
You know how kids are constantly complaining about sore tummies and sore feet and sore heads until it becomes white noise? Well ... I'm feeling really crap about my mothering skills right now because I ignored the little girl who cried wolf - AKA Sprog 2 - when she was genuinely, nastily ill. On the... Continue Reading →
Jo Abi wrote a blog at iVillage last week about her over-scheduled child. I see her pain and I raise her ... Let me tell you about my over-scheduled kids: Monday 7.30am: band practice for Sprog 1 4.30pm gymnastics for Sprog 2/4.40pm trumpet lesson for Sprog 1 Tuesday 4.30pm-5.30pm swimming lessons for both Sprogs Wednesday... Continue Reading →
OK, this house doesn't tick every single "dream" box - it's not walking distance to Merewether Baths, for example - but wow does it come close. When I told my mum the perfect house had gone on the market in New Lambton, she said "Curzon Road?" and I said "Yes!" so I think it might... Continue Reading →
Valentine's Day might be a distant memory for Aussies, but it only drew to a close in Hollywood overnight. Here's a round-up of how the stars celebrated on social media ... "Happy Vday !!!!!" Jennifer Hudson wrote on her Facebook page. Ian Somerhalder was giving out free cuddle sessions in honor of Valentine's Day on Instagram.... Continue Reading →
It's the one-year anniversary of one of my all-time most popular blogs - You Don't Want To Be Famous: You don't want to be famous. You really don’t. Sure, it makes you rich (usually). But it also makes you paranoid, insecure and self-obsessed. And, if you’re really unlucky, dead. Like poor Whitney Houston, with ”recreated” photos of your corpse on the cover of... Continue Reading →
