Oooops, I totally forgot the 8th anniversary of HouseGoesHome. Wow, eight years ... that's epic. I only remembered the milestone because I was having writer's block about a topic for today's post. I was searching around in the archives for inspiration when I suddenly spotted that HouseGoesHome had its first-ever post on July 28, 2011.... Continue Reading →
Knocked off kilter
I still don't understand why I got so upset about what I’m about to tell you. Maybe the telling will help explain it. I went to DD's house on Sunday night to cook him bubble and squeak risoni with the leftovers from his Saturday roast. I returned home at 10.15pm to find my front screen... Continue Reading →
There’s a problem for you
My least favourite phrase EVER in the history of phrases is "first world problems". It’s been bandied around a lot when it comes to a new Aussie movie I saw on Saturday called Palm Beach. I'm not entirely sure what sort of problems first world people are supposed to have, as they can’t suffer third... Continue Reading →
Who’s your daddy?
DD has become a bourbon fan in recent times, so when I got invited to the launch of Master's Keep Revival I was very excited ... until I saw I was supposed to bring my dad as my plus one. That's because the event was meant to "celebrate the family legacy of Master Distillers, Jimmy... Continue Reading →
Last-minute panic
Oooooooh I was tired yesterday - Tuesday night was a bit of a killer in the Household. Who’d have guessed that prepping for a school ski trip would be so intense? I finally stormed out of my bed at 10.45pm and demanded the youngest STOP PACKING AND GO TO BED. I mean FFS, she was... Continue Reading →
That makes no sense
The cranky youngest arrived on my doorstep yesterday morning, complaining her dad didn't have anything suitable for her lunchbag at his place. She expected me to solve the problem out of my fridge or pantry. Not a simple task as the youngest is currently sugar and dairy free - through choice, not allergy issues. She reads... Continue Reading →
The things we remember
I have the WORST memory. It is absolutely terrible. My brain immediately erases every bit of information it decides it won’t need in the future. Sometimes it makes a mistake and ditches stuff I do need, like when I run into someone who appears to know me really well and I have no frigging clue... Continue Reading →
Avoiding disaster
It was my spunky DD's birthday yesterday. We won't say which one, he's a bit bleak about his encroaching old age. Finding time to celebrate around our single parenting responsibilities is always a bit tricky, so we staged a two-parter. On Saturday, I popped up to his place for a swim in the surf, followed... Continue Reading →
Flight risk
As I can't afford therapy, I often self-analyse why I am the weird way I am ... as opposed to the weird way other people are ... we're all weird in our own special ways. Most recently I’ve been contemplating the intense and pressing urge I often feel to run away. It surged again yesterday... Continue Reading →
Heart’s a mess
It's a bit scary when a school friend - who's a few months younger than you - announces they've had a heart attack and need triple heart bypass surgery. It's a female friend too. I think people are a bit unaware about the high risks for women. As the Heart Foundation notes: Nearly 3 times as... Continue Reading →