the end was just the beginning
I've discovered an ingenious diet plan. It's called work. And I think it might. You see, when I was at home there was a fridge at my disposal 24 hours a day. The fridge was filled with all manner of luscious things that I couldn't resist. The fridge at work has a dried up avocado... Continue Reading →
I might have mentioned - once, twice, maybe 50 times - that my wardrobe is crammed with work clothes designed for someone in 2010 who was 5kg lighter than my current incarnation. Not quite the look I'm trying to project - even if I could squeeze into them - in my brave new digital workplace.... Continue Reading →
My youngest has been obsessed with fashion from a very early age. At age two, she sat on my suede mocassins and refused to let me wear them because they looked like "Pop's shoes". This was pronounced with preternatural decisiveness. Conversely, if I wear something new - that gets her thumb's up - she always... Continue Reading →
When I wrote a blog called "Who Were You In High School" I wasn't expecting it to strike such a chord with everyone from the former geeks to the former goddesses. One of the cool "Duran Duran girls" that I wrote about posted a comment saying: "It’s funny to suppose that other people thought we... Continue Reading →
I got an email from Taronga Zoo last week, informing me that it was offering 40% off admission over the weekend. Wacko! I thought, the Household are so there. What I didn't consider were two things ... 1. 40% off an astronomical sum is still an astronomical sum. Normal entry is $112 for a family... Continue Reading →
Ah, what the hell, might as well blog it this morning ... Here's the full article I wrote for the SMH (FYI it was cut down to 728 words for publication). Plus, if you haven't seen it already, make sure you check out Mark Whittaker's accompanying piece in The Good Weekend, called Shadows Of Doubt.... Continue Reading →
... I've done so much typing this week. You have such a dirty mind. (Although, I must admit, some pretty disturbing pics come up when you type "finger cramps/stretching" into Google.) (And not because I can do the freaky thing the bloke in this photo is doing. Even my eldest had trouble and she's got... Continue Reading →
There's an amazing piece in the Good Weekend today about Kathleen Folbigg (read Murder, Medicine and Motherhood if you need a refresher). It's a really confronting feature that made tears prick in my eyes. I take my hat off to the author, Mark Whittaker. He's brilliant. The opening paragraph says: "A deeper understanding of infant... Continue Reading →
It's been a mite hectic in the Household this week. What with the kids going back to school, me getting a new job and learning how to do a slide gallery on the ivillage.com.au site. There's also some Skypey thing I've been asked to start doing (wild, panicked eyes). So forgive me while I reblog... Continue Reading →
When the going gets tough, Karl puts his foot in his mouth. And other snippets ... Beyonce's miscarriage heartache Beyonce has opened up about her miscarriage heartache in her new documentary, Life's A Dream. "About two years ago, I was pregnant for the first time," she says in one scene. "And I heard the heartbeat,... Continue Reading →
