Our Roman adventure

So the kids and I hit Rome today ... After a 13-hour sleep ... Under strict instructions not to go anywhere near the Colosseum because my ex and SSF are taking the kids there next Sunday. We kind of glimpsed it on our travels ... I hope that doesn't break the rules ... I have... Continue Reading →

Well, hello Rome!

I was top of the class in English at high school and bottom of the class in French and German. I am HOPELESS with languages other than my native tongue. It's a bit like swimming - I've been for endless lessons but nothing sticks. Oh the money I've wasted at Alliance Francais and WEA! The... Continue Reading →

Mile-high triceratops time

Oooooh, guess what? I finally saw Blackish en route to Rome! I was trawling through the vast entertainment selection on Emirates when I stumbled across it in the TV comedy section. I thought the odds of finding the infamous triceratops sex episode would be pretty low, but it turned out to be the first episode... Continue Reading →

I’m outta here

Well, not quite. Yesterday was quite the killer. I backed up from the Australian drinks Awards, hit work for eight hours, drove three kids back from skipping training and arrived home to discover the Internet wasn't working. I could have done without that. Understatement. It's had to stay broken. I gave it 10 minutes of... Continue Reading →

Spack-filling for the Australian drinks Awards

Once upon a time I swanned about at gorgeous functions for a living, drinking free champers and schmoozing. When you're in the media you can pretty much do it every night of the week, if you so choose In my current incarnation as a single suburban mum there hasn't been quite as much swishness. Mind... Continue Reading →

I’ve been so reckless

You know how I mentioned yesterday that I'm going on a holiday with my kids. Well, I feel guilty about it, because it's completely irresponsible of me. I can't afford it, but ... Well, it's a long story that goes way back to February, when I got a call from my ex asking if he... Continue Reading →

The perfect storm

perfect storm noun 1. a particularly violent storm arising from a rare combination of adverse meteorological factors. 2. an especially bad situation caused by a combination of unfavourable circumstances. "the past two years have been a perfect storm for the travel industry" I'm having a bit of a perfect storm week. I feel like George... Continue Reading →

Father’s Day blues (and celeb photos)

How was your Father's Day? I celebrated mine with a little self-pity weep. After heading to my sister's place to give my dad a quick hug, I raced home to get the kids ready for handover. My ex wanted to open his presents en famille, then offered yum cha with him and the kids, but... Continue Reading →

Oh father

Just a few weeks ago I wrote that I was still really angry with my ex. Well, much like my renovation revelation earlier this week, I realised something almost immediately after I pressed send on that blog post. What I'm actually cranky about is that I'm not angry at him any more. How dare I... Continue Reading →

Selling my soul for total control

My way of coping with life for the first 46 years was to try and control every second of it. I was infamous for taking menus from friends at restaurants and doing the ordering for the whole table. When I went on a holiday to Hawaii with my mother, I faxed her a list of... Continue Reading →

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