People pop up from my past when I least expect it. I got a frantic text the other night from an old colleague. Her new Kmart pie maker wasn't working - the bottoms were burning, but the tops were still doughy. She recalled my historic fondness for pie makers and hoped I'd be able to... Continue Reading →

For a long time I forgot that music is such a buzz. I shut myself off from its joys during my dark years, but it was a huge part of my life in happier times. When my ex and I moved to Singapore after getting hitched, we bought three big CD folders that we alphabetically... Continue Reading →

I often beat myself up about the "should have dones". Whenever I walk the dogs in the park, I'm reminded of the years I spent there with little ones and my heart aches a little. Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you've got til it's gone ... Back then, I... Continue Reading →

DD knocked on my front door at 6.30am yesterday to give me a quickie cuddle before flying to the ASCO conference in Chicago. He's doing a presentation there, but he reckons it won't be nearly as exciting as his last one, which was rated No.1 by participants for highlights including him taking his pants off... Continue Reading →

I called my friend Paul the other night to wish him a happy birthday. He got such a shock because he knows how much I hate making phone calls. The mere thought makes me queasy with dread. I'm OK once I get talking, but I have to psyche myself into pressing the buttons. The only... Continue Reading →

The single parenting gig has been pretty intensive lately - there haven't been many opportunities for "us" time with DD. So I was very excited that we were sneaking off to Vivid Sydney for a few hours last night. It took a bit of planning: his mum was ensconced at his place and my ex... Continue Reading →

Do you remember DD giving me a book called "Red: A History of the Redhead"? Well, I finally finished it. Verdict: it was fascinating, discomforting and a little unsatisfying all at the same time. Here are some of the fascinating bits: Redheads have a higher tolerance for spicy food Redheads need 20% more anesthesia than... Continue Reading →

Hasn't the weather been glorious over the past few days? Well, it has been in my neck of the woods. Hopefully in yours too. I'm not coping with beach season being over, so I convinced DD to take a brisk dip with me in the fading afternoon sun ... Brrrrrrr. It was a lovely, hodge-podgey... Continue Reading →

I might be Communications Manager for The Drinks Association, but swear I don't get invited to many boozy events. Well, I didn't, but things seem to be hotting up. My increasingly squishy belly is destined to become even squishier ... cause they don't serve quinoa salads and grilled tofu at those things ... its more... Continue Reading →