I've spent the past few days walking and talking and talking and walking as I try to chase the blues away. After each walk I would feel like I was two steps ahead of the blues for a little while, before slipping one step back when the endorphins wore off. But I finally made some... Continue Reading →

OK, it’s time for the unicorns and rainbows blog post … settle in with a cuppa because I took A LOT of photos during my weekend in Perth and I'm going to show you most of them ... The fun started in the Qantas Business Lounge, as it always does when I’m on a flight... Continue Reading →

I’m not in the right headspace to tell you about my anniversary weekend just yet. I’m still dealing with the way it ended. We finally arrived home last night, I kissed DD goodbye and raced inside to get cracking on some work, as I was running two days behind schedule. But my internet had carked... Continue Reading →

I jinxed myself when I said I’d be back on Wednesday. Life threw one of its curve balls my way in the form of a cancelled flight. DD and I just spent the long weekend in Western Australia to celebrate our 5th anniversary. But our return flight was cancelled due to engine problems, which meant... Continue Reading →

I'm plum tuckered out. The last few months have been huge, so I've decided to take a break from my normal life. I need some time off from the stress and sleeplessness. If I wake one more time at 4.30am I will SCREAM ... or collapse from exhaustion. I'll be back blogging next Wednesday -... Continue Reading →

It probably wasn’t the most sensible idea mid-week, but I took my mate Mel as my plus one to a double-header last night: the launches of Hendrick's Midsummer Solstice and Disaronno Wears Diesel. The first event kicked off at the Paddo Inn at 6pm and featured a small batch, limited-edition gin by Hendrick’s Master Distiller... Continue Reading →

There was a whiff of Tropical Storm Karen around my way yesterday. I'll explain the what first and then the why. Tropical Storm Karen swept past Puerto Rico last month and inspired a swathe of jokes in its wake. #Karen even started trending on Twitter. People thought a storm called Karen was totally hilarious. “Karen”... Continue Reading →

Well, that’s another National Rope Skipping Championships done and dusted. I don’t know who is more knackered - me or the youngest. It’s a bit crazy that the person who didn’t spend a single minute of the past three days skipping is the one who can barely keep their eyes open, but it’s been an... Continue Reading →

What are you up to this weekend? I'm spending three days at the National Skipping Championships at Homebush. The excitement kicks off on Saturday morning when my ex and I will help run the T-shirt stall. It sells a variety of clothing items with various skipping themed transfers applied to them using a very big,... Continue Reading →

I met my mag mates for moneybags and massaman on Oxford Street last night. It was yum and fun. We only manage to catch up about twice a year these days, it's hard to co-ordinate a free night in four busy schedules. Two of us still work in mags, two don't. I’m one of the... Continue Reading →