Little did I realise when I was writing yesterday's blog post about feeling old that I had missed the 40th anniversary of Footloose. How can it be 40 years?! Footloose was a big one for teenaged me. From the opening scenes I was completely obsessed with both the movie and Kevin Bacon. Kev played Ren... Continue Reading →

It's funny how we think our kids are still children at 17, when we regarded ourselves as being fully fledged adults at that age. Well, I shouldn't speak for everyone on that score ... It's funny how I regard ... My youngest daughter and I were born in March and started school at age 4,... Continue Reading →

I had a brush with death yesterday. It scared me so much that I was still shaking 30 minutes after it happened. I was crossing the suburban street behind my apartment block when a driver became frustrated with how slowly the car in front of him was going. He swerved out onto the wrong side... Continue Reading →

Yesterday was so hectic that I forgot to buy a ticket in the $20 million Lotto draw. It is a terrible pity because I'd already picked out my new house, which is currently on the market in Mona Vale ... Oh. My. Giddy. Aunt … It's a corker. Location. Location. Location ... I happened to... Continue Reading →

I am writing this blog post from DD's place, where I am enjoying a micro working holiday. He's gone away on a business trip, so I'm taking his mum to a medical appointment today and I figured I might as well make a getaway out of it. I bundled up the dogs and arrived at... Continue Reading →

I think I've developed a dopamine dependency. It’s not technically possible to get addicted to dopamine. It occurs naturally in our bodies, and we can't directly take it as a food or drug. However, it's possible to get addicted to any activity that increases our dopamine levels. I’ve been waking each morning feeling a bit... Continue Reading →

Were there movies that defined your teen years? These were mine: Can't Stop The Music (1980): Mind blown by New York in the late 70s and The Village People, had no idea they were gay, simply thought they were glorious. Footloose (1984): Prayed to God every night to let me meet Kevin Bacon. The Breakfast... Continue Reading →

When I heard Simple Minds were playing at the Sydney Opera House tonight I knew it was a must-do. I've been a fan since the band crooned "Don't you forget about me" in The Breakfast Club, but I've never seen them live. DD is also a long-time fan, but he has seen them perform heaps,... Continue Reading →

I was hoping to be a poster child for older women working in techy comms roles during a presentation I gave yesterday. But I stuffed it up. I was providing an overview - to the entire staff - of a project I recently completed, but I got the windows muddled up on my laptop and... Continue Reading →