the end was just the beginning
People are funny. At some point during my house's 80-year history, the neighbourhood decided it was so friendly no-one needed timber privacy fences. They went for those low metal ones you get in school yards instead. Maybe they were Queenslanders. I have a mate who reckons its quite the done thing in northern climes, something... Continue Reading →
I started to feel a little swoony last night. DD and I were on the bed, hooking the trapeze up. Not this sort of trapeze ... We're not that old yet. This trapeze ... Yep, finally, there's a swing set in the youngest's bedroom. I sent her a photo and she wrong back: "Thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnk yoooooooooooouuuuuuu!"... Continue Reading →
DD has been a bit huffy since I wrote that blog about our text life tapering off. He insists we're still at it like rabbits. You'd think I'd sledged his manhood or something. Last night at 10pm I got a message informing me we'd texted 120 times that day. See, that's how seriously he's taking... Continue Reading →
Halloween tends to get some Aussies a bit agitated. I was (sort of) the same before I lived in New York. I didn't see the point of it (but I skipped the righteous ranting). After experiencing trick or treating on the Upper West Side I was hooked. I loved the community spirit of the night, which... Continue Reading →
I spent from 4.30pm to 9.30pm yesterday at a school band concert. By the time I harassed the youngest into bed it was close to 10pm. I didn't have any creativity left in me. I also start work at 6am, so there wasn't much time to be creative this morning. Hence, I am going to... Continue Reading →
Well, I've discovered the same thing happens with texting. DD and I have been dating a year now and the "dotting" is down from around 500 messages a day to only 30, sometimes less. Sigh. I miss it. But it wasn't sustainable. Eventually we both had to eat, sleep, work and parent a little more... Continue Reading →
The party poopers at work wouldn't let me write about this yesterday, they said there was too much other stuff to cram into the schedule. Sigh! So I'm showing you the adorable pics instead. It's a bit mad and self-indulgent, since the celebrity stuff isn't what floats HouseGoesHome readers' boats. But, as you know, I... Continue Reading →
Remember how I stayed with my lovely permaculture friends in The Channon recently at their Air BnB cabin? And remember how they'd feed my kids brekkie every morning while I lazed around on the cabin's verandah drinking coffee? Well, one morning they made the most delicious paleo-style granola. I'm normally quite eye-rolly at the mention... Continue Reading →
I can remember being very cocky - at age 34 and pre-kids - about being able to wear T-shirts without bras. I had lots and lots of collagen back then, which kept everything pointing in the right direction. I miss all that collagen. I want it back. Collagen is the fibrous protein that gives structure to... Continue Reading →
There have been quite a few revelations over the past week about what ACTUALLY happened in my life a year ago ... when I met DD ... as opposed to what I blogged was happening (see Secret Messages). This might be the strangest. DD and I had been texting each other like crazed, dopamined animals... Continue Reading →
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