Many moons ago I booked two seats at wine degustation dinner to celebrate my ex’s birthday. It featured Peterson's, which was one of our favourite wineries, and it was held at a venue called Fix St James. I thought it was a pretty awesome gift idea until my ex decided to go off the grog... Continue Reading →
Twenty years younger
I felt 20 years younger last night. No, that's not quite right. I felt like I was reliving one of my early thirties nights .... while battling a 51-year-old single, working mum's weariness. Not a wild one, just a garden variety weeknight. Back in my early thirties - pre-kids with a high disposable income -... Continue Reading →
We can’t seem to crack it
My addictive personality has led me down some odd paths over the years. As I child. I voraciously collected postage stamps and matchboxes and inhaled books at lightning speed. The teachers found it hard to believe I could get through so many books each MS Read-a-thon, but I was a machine. As teenager, most waking... Continue Reading →
Curse of the thinking cap
The ideas never stop spinning around in my head. It's like a cyclone in there. My husband was initially enchanted by my endless plotting and scheming, but it eventually drove him crazy. I started out wanting us to run our own B&B - I even made him go to a seminar on it - but... Continue Reading →
It got a little wild
Remember the Sailor Jerry event I missed on Monday? My colleague tells me it got a little wild. He was hoarse the next day from yelling above the noise ... and was sporting a fetching dagger tattoo on his inner ankle. He also didn't spot a burger the whole night because the place was so... Continue Reading →
Not too peachy
The youngest is still crook in bed after skipping up a storm in Canberra. I texted her at lunchtime yesterday to ask if she wanted anything from Woolies and she replied: "Yes please, can I have some no-sugar Lindt chocolate and a hard peach?" So specific! I delivered both obscure items to her bedside last... Continue Reading →
No Sailor hijinks for me
I was meant to be partying at a Sailor Jerry rum launch in the city last night. But I cooked spag bol in the suburbs instead. The party was held at a bar called Ramblin' Rascal to launch a new Sailor Jerry premix drink in a can. They often hold these shindigs on a Monday... Continue Reading →
Feeling jumpy
The NSW/ACT Jump Rope Championships were held at the AIS in Canberra over the weekend. As it was Father's Day, I suggested my ex be the stage dad, while I supervised the eldest in Sydney. Also, while I come in handy as an assistant at the T-shirt shop during comps, my ex has been trained... Continue Reading →
That was beautiful
Fleetwood Mac crept up on me. They weren't on my playlist for the first few decades of my life. I thought "Tusk" was a pretty cool song, but that was about it. Somewhere along the way I fell in love with so many of their songs. I wouldn't say I'm a diehard fan, but I... Continue Reading →
Calm down
When we're in the surf together, DD will sometimes hug me tightly from behind as a wave breaks in front of us. I can't jump or dive or turn my back, so the salty water crashes over my face. In a previous life, it would have made me very cranky. In this life, it makes... Continue Reading →