The youngest was at a sleepover party last night, so I made the eldest watch "The Breakfast Club" with me. I should have been connecting with her, as it's our second last night together of my holidays, but I was cactus from a week of not sleeping properly (I keep waking in the middle of... Continue Reading →

Confession: the first few days of Bluesfest kinda freaked me out. You probably weren't given that impression by my last blog post, which goes to show the deceptive power of social media. I didn't lie yesterday, but I didn't tell the whole truth. The whole truth is that some aspects of Bluesfest were challenging: the... Continue Reading →

There have been soooooo many new and wonderful experiences in my life over the past three years. Bluesfest 2017 was yet another lucky me!!!! addition. DD and I nabbed early bird tickets to Bluesfest almost a year ago, before the artists were announced, then sat back with our fingers crossed, waiting to see who would... Continue Reading →

T-boning a South American backpacker on The Coast Road sounds like the plot of a dodgy porn movie or the start of a bad joke. Unfortunately it's a car accident that happened on Easter Saturday after I went for a swim at Angels Beach near Ballina. T-boning a South American backpacker - called Macarena, I... Continue Reading →

I know it doesn't seem quite possible that the Queen of TMI could have any secrets she hasn't shared, but there are some things I decide shouldn't blog about because they're not mine to tell or they're a bit too ... much One of the "too much" ones occurred this week and involved my nether... Continue Reading →

I did it! I went to the ducky pop-up place! And it was deeee-licious. OK, the food didn't look quite like the photos, but it tasted very yummy. Here's what it looks like in the PR pics ... And ... Aaaaand, here's what it looks like in real life ... Just in case you have... Continue Reading →

The separated Household made our annual Sydney Royal Easter Show pilgrimage on Saturday. The eldest was rousted out of bed at the ungodly hour of 8am and we pootled over to Homebush for a little bit of country in the city. A fun time was had by all, even the eldest ... once she found... Continue Reading →

I took a few hours off work yesterday to visit Grandparents Day at the youngest's primary school. It's her last one and her Pop wasn't well enough to make the journey from Newcastle. The kids have often toughed out Grandparents Day on their own as both sets of grandparents live so far away, but the... Continue Reading →

Three years on, I don't miss much about living with my husband, other than the kids having their parents under one roof and him putting the garbage bins out. But I felt a nostalgic twinge yesterday when I heard MKR's Manu Feildel was launching a pop-up duck restaurant in Surry Hills. My ex helped the... Continue Reading →