Being nice is supposed to be its own reward. But sometimes it feels like a punishment. Nice guys finish last and all that. I've spent my whole life being nice, trying not to hurt others, doing the right thing. I should feel pretty damn great about that. I should be awash in the good karma.... Continue Reading →

I've had heaps of people asking me what the hell is happening with the Kathleen Folbigg case review. The answer is: not a lot! It turns out the date I mentioned back in August was just the first moment we might hear something. Sigh. However, I was really excited to get an update this afternoon... Continue Reading →

Yesterday's weather was my idea of heaven. Wasn't it lovely? I hope you enjoyed some gorgeous, balmy sun time too. It was the weekend of the beaches for me: Maroubra on Friday, Manly on Saturday and Avalon on Sunday. Niiiiiiice.  As a delicate redhead, I loved the tall pine trees that shade the beach at... Continue Reading →

You know how the eldest has been crook as Rookwood for months? Well a lot of homework has been let slide. On Friday she came home with the news that she'd managed to secure an extension on her assignment until Monday. I hadn't been aware there WAS an assignment. Eeeek. Saturday morning was spent at... Continue Reading →

I looked out my kitchen window yesterday morning and was startled to see the youngest bouncing on the trampoline. At 6.30am. She's obsessed with getting her pedometer reading as high as possible every day during Steptember. It made me giggle. Two years ago, I'd have regaled my husband with the story when he finally struggled... Continue Reading →

Yesterday sucked a bit. Something crappy happened that sent me into a swoon of misery ... on R U OK Day ... ironically ... or should that be congruently? I was let down badly and it hurt. I did lots of exercise to try and offset the sucky nature of it, but it didn't really... Continue Reading →

Poor me! I'm lonely and broke. DD is in Asia on business for the better part of two weeks. Normally this would be a chance for me to catch up with my girlfriends, but it coincides with me being penniless. So I'm just sitting at home sending DD sulky text messages instead. I'm broke because... Continue Reading →

I spend far too much time worrying about whether I'm a "good" person. Such a waste of angst and energy. But I also think some people don't worry enough about whether their behaviour is "good" or "bad." They get too caught up in their misguided sense of justice and I've-been-done-wrongness. The whole "do unto others... Continue Reading →