the end was just the beginning
Geez it's cold in Canberra. Brrrrrr. Soup weather. So I thought I'd share a recipe for curried minestrone. Despite one of my Facebook friends describing the recipe I posted yesterday as looking "kinda disgusting". (I always feel it's best to get straight back on the horse.) I know "curried" minestrone sounds like a culinary crime,... Continue Reading →
OK, so I'm feeling a bit behind the eight ball, having blogging about Jenny McCarthy appearing in Playboy for Village Voices this week, what with Katie Holmes divorcing Tom Cruise. Fark! That's HUGE. The weekly mags will be going CRAZY with excitement. Anyway, when I wrote about Jenny - which was posted at Village Voices... Continue Reading →
I'm taking the Sprogs on a road trip during the school holidays. Our last road trip took place in far more exotic locales: France and Spain. That was before the money ran out. This time we're off to Canberra, Albury and Melbourne to sleep in people's spare bedrooms. While driving across France and Spain, I was determined to keep blogging - despite only 14 people... Continue Reading →
I'd relaxed into the whole teacher's strike business. I'd come to terms with not getting ahead. I'd made my peace with being in the moment instead. I was quite looking forward to seeing Brave and inhaling yum cha with the Sprogs. A bold redhead wisecracking her way through the forest, followed by succulent prawns wrapped in rice paper was going to be fun... Continue Reading →
I'm riffing on healthy "junk food" recipes for kids at Village Voices today. That's right, tricking the little blighters into thinking you're feeding them high-fat rubbish when it's really a low-fat meal. Check it out at http://blogs.kidspot.com.au/villagevoices/junk-food-makeovers/ Here's a little something I whipped up on Sunday night, prior to Sprog 1's medical crisis. RECIPE: OVEN-FRIED CHICKEN (Serves 4) 1/2 cup... Continue Reading →
I got a call from an old friend this week. She had a strictly anonymous story to tell. She thought it might come in handy for my blog. After the usual pleasantries about how the kids and respective partners were faring, she got down to business. Her bloke popped over for some jiggery pokery recently. They toddled off to the kitchen afterwards for a... Continue Reading →
While Husband was sitting with Sprog 1 at the medical centre on Sunday night, holding her head together, he sent me an SMS: HUSBAND: Sprog 1 wanted to say hello and tell you she was feeling ok I was busy recording the medical emergency for the blog and missed the next SMS, which followed in quick succession and read: HUSBAND: Rexicoricofalapatorius... Continue Reading →
Oh my gawd, this has never happened before. Not once in the short but illustrious history of The Award. It's totally unprecedented ... Read my blog at Village Voices, called "Mags this week: sex, six-packs and secret babies", to discover what I've gone and bought this week ... (Don't get too excited, it's not Penthouse.) http://blogs.kidspot.com.au/villagevoices/magazines-this-week-sex-six-packs-and-secret-babies/
Yesterday passed in a blur of craft, cooking and medical emergencies at housegoeshome. Sprog 1 borrowed a book from the library on Friday called Me Make Monster and spent the next 36 hours begging to sew a "Basic Beastie". Whoever decided to christen it a "Basic Beastie" - Jenny Harada according to the book cover - has... Continue Reading →
I wander into the semi-darkness/darkness every morning to walk or jog. Always have. I wake early. Much earlier that everyone else in my house. I figure I should use the time wisely before the madness of the day begins. Early morning walks/jogs are very popular in my neck of the woods, so I pass loads of people in my travels.... Continue Reading →
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