the end was just the beginning
Did you watch the Logies? The biggest thrill of the night was Waleed Aly winning Gold at the 58th Annual TV Week Logie Awards. The co-host of The Project beat a field that included last year’s Gold Logie winner Carrie Bickmore as well as SBS’s Lee Lin Chin, as well as Grant Denyer, Scott Cam,... Continue Reading →
Yep, I'm spamming you today. The Logies don't usually fall at the same time as Mother's Day, but for some reason TV Week has bumped them out by a week or two. The Aussie celebs have learned a trick or two from their Hollywood counterparts and are Instagramming the bejesus out of it. They've started... Continue Reading →
How's your Mother's Day been? I'm just back from a lovely relaxed day at my sister's place, chitter chattering, eating delicious food and sipping Prosecco. The kids gave me some gorgeous, thoughtful gifts and the youngest contributed a meringue tower to the feast. DD gave her a kit for Christmas and she finally got around... Continue Reading →
Some women don't give a bugger about Mother's Day, it passes like any other Sunday. It's big in our family. Not as an excuse to shower the matriarchs with expensive gifts, but as a reason to get together. My mum is crook as Rookwood this weekend and my dad is two days out of a... Continue Reading →
I've been walking past Sportsgirl each day on my way to the office, admiring a skirt in the window. I finally succumbed yesterday and bought it. I can't really afford/don't need to be buying new stuff, but I feel great wearing it, so I'm not beating myself up too much about breaking the budget with... Continue Reading →
I drove to Avalon Beach at 6.30am yesterday for a little piece of Indian summer. It was blissful. DD and I went for a sandy walk, had a splash in the ocean, ordered coffee and bacon rolls at a wholefood cafe called Nourished and generally felt like we were on holidays for three hours. I... Continue Reading →
Every now and then I catch up with someone who hasn't heard my back story of woe. So I tell it to them. There's a little less vitriol every time. Last night, I basically acted as apologist for my ex-husband the whole way through the tale. There's still a slender - white hot - rod... Continue Reading →
You know how I delivered that holier than thou blog last week about it being time to stop making the poor-separated-me excuses and take control of my life, clean up my act, all that jazz. Well that was total shite. I don't have time to clean up my act. I'm too bloody busy. I got... Continue Reading →
So, there’s this thing called the Met Ball ... it’s organised each year by Vogue magazine as a fundraiser for the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York. Tickets cost $25,000 big ones and MASSES of celebs go. Hosted by Anna Wintour, Taylor Swift, Idris Elba and Jonathan Ive of Apple, this year's theme was... Continue Reading →
My modem/router/whatever-you-call-it carked it on Friday. I didn't know it was the modem/router/whatever that had carked it at the time. I just knew my wi-fi WASN'T working. I'd let the youngest walk home by herself for the first time on the strict condition that she send me a message on her iPad the moment she... Continue Reading →
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