the end was just the beginning
I should be immune, given my scandalous history, but clickbait can still lure me into its sticky web. Mamamia sent me an email on Saturday entitled: "Karl Stefanovic owes you nothing." I couldn't help clicking on the link. It was WORD. Actually, on second glance, it was mainly the heading that was WORD. The article... Continue Reading →
I got Herrmann profiled yesterday as part of a project I'm reporting on for work. It's a tool to help understand your thinking style. A bloke called Ned Herrmann developed it and it's spookily accurate. You answer 120 questions about yourself (blardy hell) and it creates a personalised chart explaining your brain processes. Here's mine... Continue Reading →
My old school friend Kathleen Folbigg turns 50 next month. She's spent the past 15 years in jail and the past two years waiting for a response from the Attorney General on a judicial appeal submitted by three Newcastle barristers. Frustrated by the lack of response from the government, a series of stories went out... Continue Reading →
Do you know what a single parent doesn't want to hear when she's worked from 8.30am to 3pm, then driven to the school to collect her first born and take her to art class, then headed home to work a bit more, then prepped dinner, then collected the first born from art class, then grabbed... Continue Reading →
I was a teensy bit emotional yesterday. Confession: I might be a little rattled by the kids moving in with my ex and his partner. Just a little. I'd rather they didn't move in with her, but I also know that it's inevitable when your ex is involved with someone else. Well, not inevitable. Not... Continue Reading →
I took on a bit too much over the weekend, which isn't like me at all. (It's exactly like me.) I invited my mum and sister along to our local annual fireworks as a pre-Mother's Day get-together and said I'd cater. Not just bung a few chips in bowls and wedges of cheese on a... Continue Reading →
I haven't got anything to say this morning. I'm tired and coldy and it's about time I wrote something funny but nothing funny has happened lately. (Well, nothing I can blog about ...) Despite having absolutely nothing interesting to talk about, I thought I'd better blog regardless, just in case you worried I'd popped my... Continue Reading →
This meme popped up in my Facebook feed last night: The first name that popped into my head is DD, because our time together feels so insubstantial at the moment. Also because I'm feeling a bit poorly and need a cuddle, but he's away for work. I thought I couldn't say my boyfriend because that's... Continue Reading →
I've become a weird mix of conservative and liberated as I've aged. Things I thought would shock me don't faze me at all ... and things I should let slide really bug me. Yep, I'm going to be one of those loud, opinionated old people. Goodie. Something that's been making me mouthy lately are the... Continue Reading →
I was doing some frantic lunchtime shopping at a Woolies yesterday (the fridge is bare after my obsessed fan visit to Melbourne and the hungry hordes will descend after school today with their middle-class demands for sourdough toast and mini packets of Kettle chips), when I noticed the supermarket had STOLEN MY IDEA. Well, they... Continue Reading →
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