the end was just the beginning
A year ago, I was terrified of tomorrow. Last week, I posted this meme on my Facebook page ... I belatedly Googled Brad Paisley and it turns out he isn't a philosopher, he's a country singer who looks like this ... (If you prefer your quotes from brainiacs, here's a brilliant one from Albert... Continue Reading →
I wore a pair of $15 Kmart jeans to work yesterday ... and I liked it. OK, I didn't just like it - they are freaking awesome. I went shopping with an 11-year-old the other day and she talked me into trying them on. I was soooooo not keen, but she wouldn't let it go.... Continue Reading →
How was your New Year's Eve? Mine was a lovely, low-key affair on my sister's deck with champagne and delicious nibbles from her barbie. I didn't even make it to midnight ... I heard the distant boom of fireworks as I drifted off to sleep. I can't even blame it on old age, I've always... Continue Reading →
New Year's Eve and I aren't the best of friends. As I noted in an old blog called New Year's Heave: I loved New Year’s Eve when the clock striking midnight was an excuse to snog every bloke within coo-ee. Now, not so much. It’s too crazy, too fraught with small children, too exhausting... Continue Reading →
Pisceans are On the bright side ... Imaginative and sensitive Compassionate and kind Selfless and unworldly Intuitive and sympathetic On the dark side.... Escapist and idealistic Secretive and vague Weak-willed and easily led I'm sooooo not your typical Piscean. I mean, I do have dodgy feet, but I hate water. What fish hates water?... Continue Reading →
Everything hurts. And I only have myself to blame ... oh, and my sister's spa. My sister's spa has A LOT to answer for ... Naughty spa. I developed an addiction over the Christmas break to spending my afternoons lazing around on a deck with my feet up, eating home-delivered pizza and sipping $5... Continue Reading →
After writing about my top 10 blog posts of the year yesterday, I was tempted to call this one "Doggie style" ... but that would be tacky ... I'm a bit of a Scrooge when it comes to hotel accommodation. My GAWD it seems like a lot of money for a room for a night.... Continue Reading →
Forget being worthy, it's all about sex (and party bags ... and cubby houses). I had a sneaking suspicion things were going in that direction when I scored my most-ever blog views in a day - just last week - for a post I wrote called A Funny Thing Happened When I Talked About Sex. When... Continue Reading →
How did your Christmas Day pan out? Mine was spent at this lovely old house on the NSW South Coast, surrounded by piles of pressies and happy faces. The eldest was totally stoked with her life-sized tiger and the youngest didn't grumble TOO much about not getting a life-sized baby giraffe. My Doctor Who gingerbread... Continue Reading →
People are funny. But you already knew that ... And they get particularly funny - or should that be odd - around Christmas. New research from Hotels.com has revealed 55% of Aussies would happily give one of their family members a chance to star in their own Home Alone movie, by leaving them behind this festive season.... Continue Reading →
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