I got pulled over by the police on Saturday on the freeway. I wasn’t speeding, I wasn’t texting, but I’d done something really, really daft: I’d forgotten to pay my car registration. It was due in November. I’d paid my car insurance and my CTP green slip, but for some bizarre reason the rego had... Continue Reading →
Happy Margarita Day!
Soooo ... I followed up my night on the Queen Elizabeth with a trip to Queen Elizabeth Drive yesterday to celebrate World Margarita Day. How very coincidentally regal of me! I’d been invited by Patron Tequila to a celebration at The Bucket List in Bondi. The venue was transformed into a Patrón tequila home, complete... Continue Reading →
That was a bit posh
DD and I had the loveliest time on the Queen Elizabeth cruise ship last night. It was the bulkest of fun. We were invited to a Starward Whisky launch - Starward filled two red wine casks with whisky, left one to mature at it's headquarters in Melbourne and bolted the other to the deck of... Continue Reading →
Five years later
It kinda freaks me out that it’s the fifth anniversary of my marriage ending. It feels like a lifetime ago ... and yesterday ... both at the same time. Five years. Wow. Every week, the distance between us grows that little bit wider. We're still in frequent contact due to the demands of parenthood, but... Continue Reading →
I’ve caught FOMO
I should be immune at age 50, but I've managed to catch FOMO over the past few weeks. In case you're not familiar with the term, FOMO stands for Fear Of Missing Out. It's an affliction that usually affects social-media obsessed teenagers. HuffPo describes it as "basically an anxiety or apprehension around the idea that... Continue Reading →
A little too ironic
It kinda sucks when you volunteer to make a dozen cupcakes and help in the kitchen at the high school band intensive workshop on a Sunday - because you're feeling guilty about pulling the whiny "I'm a single mum" card about helping at another school event on the Friday night - and your child decides... Continue Reading →
Take your narky pants off
Geez people like putting their narky pants on. Yesterday's ranty radio moment featured people complaining about Valentine's Day and comparing it to that devilish Halloween as another scourge visited upon us by Americans. I'm not a Valentine's Day aficionado. I don't have the slighest interest in receiving teddy bears clutching love hearts or bouquets of... Continue Reading →
You make my heart smile
My ears pricked up yesterday when I heard on the radio that there's a man drought on Sydney’s Northern Beaches. A bar near DD’s place is supposed to host a single's night, but it’s in jeopardy because no men have signed up. The event is aimed at people aged over 45 and so far only... Continue Reading →
I have to stop
I was bobbing blissfully in the sea at 6.30am yesterday morning. It was so glorious that I declared I’d be making weekly pilgrimages for pre-work swims. At 7am, I hopped in the car to head home for a shower before work. At 9am, I finally walked through my front door. That's TWO FREAKING HOURS to... Continue Reading →
I’ve run away again
Yup, I've snuck off to the sea again. Well, just until 7am - now I have to battle the traffic so I'm not late to work. DD's cousin Denise flies back to Hong Kong this morning, so I've heading up north to say goodbye. It's also going to be a scorching 36C today in Sydney... Continue Reading →