the end was just the beginning
I adore my hairdresser. And not just because he cuts my hair so well. Mark and I have been "together" for about 20 years. What I've grown to love more than anything is that I've become what you might call my "true self" with him in recent times. I'm not quite sure what it is... Continue Reading →
My stomach lurched when Rebel Wilson won her defamation trial against Bauer Media yesterday. It was just so huge. I can't imagine how the editors involved must be feeling, wondering what it means for their futures. The judge won’t decide what damages to award until a later date, but I expect they will be astronomical.... Continue Reading →
I was having trouble thinking of a blog topic for today when DD suggested Channel 10. Not sexy, but a preferable diversion from the other topic on my mind - Mia Freedman being ripped a new one. I don't believe in attacking people on social media. That's an ugly sport. But I've been voraciously reading... Continue Reading →
What's happened to the city girl in me? My favourite adventures were always set in the concrete jungles of New York or Los Angeles or Singapore. I dreamed about retiring to Kirribilli or North Sydney so I could be closer to the local action. Now I fantasise about buying one of the houses perched on... Continue Reading →
There's a famous quote by Fred Rogers that's repeated when times get tough: "When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, 'Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.' To this day, especially in times of disaster, I remember... Continue Reading →
It took months of nagging, but the youngest finally got her dental appointment last weekend. I've never seen a child so intent on having their teeth checked and slathered with flouride. Weirdo. She gets obsessed with the funniest things - there's also been an extended campaign for new pyjamas. Not just any pyjamas, only a... Continue Reading →
My forehead is pretty smooth for a 49-year-old ... well ... aside from a stress ridge between my eyebrows and a little curved one above my right eye. The little curved one is rather telling - it's my WTF/FFS wrinkle. I have zero time for people who are prima donnas, play mind games or engage... Continue Reading →
I don't look like a middle-aged white male - well, I hope I don't - but I've realised I think a lot like one over the past few months. One of my responsibilities in my new job is to convene a diversity and inclusion council. As a result, I hear - and report - a... Continue Reading →
Yesterday was one of those golden moments when everything seemed right in my world. Unfortunately, the greater world had a rough time of it, what with people suggesting they had bombs on Albury-bound planes and blokes holding escorts hostage and killing people in Melbourne and upheaval in the Middle East ... far out ... but... Continue Reading →
A parenting website called Scary Mommy posted a story that resonated with me yesterday - it was about blended families and why it's so tough to make them work. The author, Kate Chapman, wrote: "The truth is no one wants to be in a blended family. Born of grief and failure, blended families are messy,... Continue Reading →
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