the end was just the beginning
Sometimes I wonder if I deliberately seek out high-stress situations. Take this week (and it's only Wednesday morning) where I made offers on two houses and missed out on both. The first - a brand-new semi - had been dragging on for weeks as my solicitor argued with their conveyancer about the fact there was... Continue Reading →
So I found this last night in the attic. It's mainly lots of thank yous, but here's the bit about Husband: A lot of people say Stuart and I are made for each other, which is funny because we're so different. He found our Spanish trek exhilarating, I found it harrowing. He's a night owl,... Continue Reading →
I blubbed AGAIN yesterday, as I spent countless more hours clearing out the freaking attic. Just when I think I've broken the back of it, I discover another cache of shite. No, not shite. Beautiful things. More letters and cards and photos and postcards and messages. The tears weren't about the mess - though that's... Continue Reading →
Things I learned this week: Monopoly is a very, VERY long game; keeping your mouth shut prevents guilt trips; not booking a removalist until a week before you move is daft; not finding a place to live a week before you're supposed to move is also daft; not keeping your mouth shut, not booking a... Continue Reading →
Mark and I have been together more than 18 years now. He knows EVERYTHING about me, remembers every moment and crazy story I've shared. He used to cut Husband's hair as well, but Husband stopped seeing him about the same time he stopped (really) seeing me. Our salon chit-chat followed the usual pitter-patter until Husband... Continue Reading →
What would a week in celebrity land be without a slew of bikini selfies from the stars? >> Elle Macpherson posed on a yacht on the Italian Riveria, in a grey, black and yellow bikini. She held a glass of Super Elixir - her wellness drink that's sold out twice in the UK since launching... Continue Reading →
People have been cooking me dinner since Sunday night, it's AWESOME. On Sunday, a friend cooked a roast with all the trimmings. On Monday, a bloke barbecued. On Tuesday, the kids and I went to a dodgy curry place after swimming lessons. On Wednesday, my sis cooked delicious steak with a yummy asparagus and feta... Continue Reading →
Life is still in a holding pattern and so I bring you ... the night I partied with the stars (aka when House REALLY went Hollywood). I've blogged about it before, but I found the original article in the attic, so here's the story in it's full glory ... Thank you Kate, I couldn't have... Continue Reading →
Everything and nothing is happening in my life right now. My brain feels like a pinball machine on double time as the thoughts ping about. Who, what, where, why ... While I wait for news and clarity, I've decided to blog a story I wrote for Cosmopolitan magazine 16 years ago (another attic discovery). Reading... Continue Reading →
Yesterday was yet another day filled with memories as I finally emptied the attic. Hooley dooley, the stuff I'd squirreled away! Every birthday card I'd ever received, every newspaper article I'd ever written, stickers I'd collected as a child, my HSC exam papers, love letters ... It was unsettling to read the cards from Husband... Continue Reading →
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