the end was just the beginning
Remember those beans I mentioned ... the ones I accidentally slow-cooked for 12 hours on Sunday ... Well, yesterday morning before work I turned them into duck fat refried beans and rice. Oh-em-effing-gee they are amazing. Sooooo not diet food and very spicy, but bloody beautiful. The dish was sparked by the impulse purchase of... Continue Reading →
Yesterday was a funny one. Not funny ha-ha, though there were quite a few laughs. DD and I had burgers and a swim at Bilgola Beach, which was lovely, but also had its difficult moments. I was trying to explain to him why I'd been feeling up and down all week, but not really nailing... Continue Reading →
I felt a bit too funky yesterday. Not in the George Michael or Jackson 5 kinda way. And not in the my-children-have-refused-to-shower-for-days kinda way. Those ways would be sooooo much better than the too funky in a funk kinda way that I was feeling. It was blerk. And I have no idea why I was... Continue Reading →
A week after husband left me I wrote a bit of a ra-ra-you-can-do-this blog post called "It's time to regenerate." It noted that my slate had been wiped clean and the world was my oyster, so there was no reason why I shouldn’t slurp it down (with a squeeze of lemon). I reminded myself I... Continue Reading →
It's Cannes time! That means Hollywood's elite ... and not so elite ... have descended on the French Riviera for the most glamorous film festival of the year. Woody Allen's latest film, Cafe Society, which stars Kristen Stewart, Jesse Eisenberg and Blake Lively, kicked off the festival and a whole lot of controversy as sex... Continue Reading →
As the kids sat watching Masterchef last night, I cooked homemade meat pies. They wouldn't save me from elimination in a sudden death round. But the eldest drifted into the kitchen during an ad break and sweetly said: "How do you make your pies taste so good?" "The secret ingredient is love," I joked. Actually,... Continue Reading →
The Sharpest Pencil asked a confronting question earlier this week: "Do you want the weekend off from your kids?" It was sparked by Rachael Finch revealing that she spends her weekends without her daughter. The Herald Sun ran a feature story on Rachael that said: On weekends, from Friday afternoon until Sunday morning, the two-and-a-half-year-old stays... Continue Reading →
I still had sand between my toes and salty curls in my hair as I started writing this blog post last night. I couldn't resist driving to the Northern Beaches yesterday for my last swim of the season. DD and I went to Palm Beach for a splash. The water was sooooooo divine: clear and... Continue Reading →
"If you make life hell for your ex, you also make life hell for your children." Those words - from marriage and family therapist Virginia Gilbert - popped up in my Facebook feed yesterday, reminding me that I've chosen the best co-parenting path, even though it feels pretty wretched sometimes. Virginia told Huffington Post Divorce: "Your number... Continue Reading →
If you were one of the brave few who stayed up for the final Logies award presentation last night, you'll have a faint inkling of how crap some of the stars felt who backed up from the after parties and went to work early today. The cast of The Today Show, for example, kicked off... Continue Reading →
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