It's that time of year again. No, not Christmas … the annual real estate shutdown. Auctions are winding down and only the last stragglers that didn’t sell are lingering on the market. What will I do with myself until Domain.com.au boots back up again in late January? I dragged DD along to five unsuitable properties... Continue Reading →

Pantyhose prices are outrageous. Right up there with dry cleaning. Might as well set fire to a pile of money if you buy outfits requiring either. I spent $34 on a pair of pantyhose for the black tie function I attended last night. I was horrified by the price tag, but also desperate. And Razzamatazz... Continue Reading →

Things I wasn't expecting to be doing tonight .... Going to a black-tie function with a "celestial twist" theme. Trying to find something black tie with a celestial twist - that fits - in my wardrobe. About the only thing celestial about my outfit will be that I will look planet-sized in it. In other... Continue Reading →

Sometimes I wonder if HouseWhine would be a better name for HouseGoesHome. I seem to do a lot of moaning and complaining these days. Sorry about that. I am hoping the middle-aged readers among you can empathise with some of the whining. I stand by that meme I shared yesterday ... Yesterday was also pretty... Continue Reading →

I am getting too old for long-distance relationships. I live 40 minutes from DD, two hours from my sister, my parents, my Newcastle friends and the youngest and a whole state away from the eldest. I feel exhausted just thinking about all the driving - and flying - that’s involved in staying connected with everyone.... Continue Reading →

I saw RocKwiz Live in ’25 at the State Theatre on Saturday night. The evening got off to a confusing start and ended badly. I was a RocKwiz virgin until that moment.. The TV show is celebrating its 20th anniversary this year ... and I've never seen a single episode. DD has shown me music... Continue Reading →

When I was a teenager I wanted to be the editor of Dolly. My parents thought that was a crazy idea because I wouldn't say boo to a goose. They muttered something about me having my head in the clouds and signed me up for a secretarial course to learn how to type. I have... Continue Reading →

My sister sent me a VERY entertaining article yesterday from the Daily Mail by a journalist called Amanda Goff. It. Was. Hilarious. Amanda gave an unflinching appraisal of why marrying someone 30 years younger isn’t the best idea. It was sparked by 68-year-old Australian actor Anthony LaPaglia’s third marriage ending last week. (They met in... Continue Reading →

When I found out Split Enz were playing at Bluesfest next year, I sprang into action. Tickets were frantically bought and accommodation was hastily procured. I was feeling really proud of my prompt action and excited by the results. I have been a devoted Split Enz fan since I was 13. From the moment I... Continue Reading →

I am very hungry and poor after starting my low disaccharide diet on Saturday. A quick lowdown on disaccharides: starches and complex carbohydrates in foods are broken down into smaller sugars by enzymes. Eventually, these single sugars are absorbed into the body. Disaccharides are two single sugars that are linked together. Disaccharide intolerance is when... Continue Reading →