the end was just the beginning
I'm not one to talk about my kids much socially. I figure no one finds them as fascinating as their parents do, so I generally stick to sharing my adoration with Husband. Since we are on fairly good terms we do this quite a bit. It's a nice, non-combative common ground. But I can't help... Continue Reading →
I'm worried my workmates are going to start thinking I'm a bit weird. Well, I AM a bit weird, but ... As I endlessly trawl for travel leads on-line, I often come across stuff that makes me cackle uncontrollably at my desk. Occasionally it's something I can craft into a story for escape.com.au, like the... Continue Reading →
A friend admiringly - well I think it was admiringly - noted that I seem to have the ability to write a blog about just about anything. People do seem awed by my ability to whack 500+ words out every day without fail. But there are mornings when it's really tough. Not every day presents... Continue Reading →
I started out depressed by RSVP, I've ended up entertained by it. I think it's because (I've realised) I'm not obsessed with getting a new partner. I just want to believe in the possibility of one. I'm not scouring the listing of single men aged 45-55 who live in a 25km radius of me, desperately... Continue Reading →
It sounds so idyllic: I took the kids on a late afternoon picnic to a gorgeous harbourside park on Saturday. Before we left, we baked raspberry swirl cake and sausage rolls, and I made cucumber finger sandwiches and vegetable crudites to dip into tzatziki. A naughty six-pack of little cans of raspberry lemonade - and... Continue Reading →
Have I told you the story of my combined bucks and hens night? Husband, being the metrosexual type, wasn't keen on a lion-dancing, stripper-jiggling affair. So we celebrated our impending nuptials with a unisex bash at an inner-city pub. Towards the end of the evening - prior to stumbling to Hungry Jacks - I got... Continue Reading →
I returned to the gynocologist yesterday to discuss my plumbing issues. He was totally cool with me not wanting to have my muffler removed via my tailpipe. So we're going for plan B: something called a Mirena, combined with a "wait and see" approach. The Mirena is a type of IUD that releases hormones into... Continue Reading →
I asked the youngest what she wanted to do after school today and she said "Make lasagne!" I was a little flummoxed. Really? That's what an 8-year-old wants to do with her free time? But she was insistent. So we made lasagne, while the eldest sat at the dining table sketching and colouring her entry... Continue Reading →
I've discovered over the past few days that I've hurt a few people's feelings with things I've written on the blog. I really, really hate hurting people's feelings. And one of the person's feelings were hurt completely unwittingly. Perhaps I've lost perspective on boundaries? I've reread the blog that offended them and I'm still not... Continue Reading →
I appear to be single-handedly bringing "bulk fun" back into the Aussie lexicon. Although I'm sensing some people hadn't realised it was there in the first place. Maybe it's a Newcastle thing? Anyways, it's one of my little verbal mannerisms that's hung around since teenhood and has infiltrated the blog over the years ... along... Continue Reading →
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