the end was just the beginning
Never one to do anything by half measures, this week has been another cracker in the stress stakes and I'm bloody knackered. There's the new job, which I'm loving. There's my old house, which I'm frantically clearing out after selling. There's this new house that I'm trying to buy and was supposed to exchange contracts... Continue Reading →
Last night the "new" tribe gathered to celebrate my Dad's 74th birthday. It was fun having so many lively faces around the table. My sister's partner brought his daughters and all the kids got along like a house on fire. I made my usual crowd-pleaser: slow-roasted lamb and salty roast potatoes. I copped out and... Continue Reading →
OK, so I got my first UGLY comment on the blog yesterday. And it came from a friend. I never expected to get trolled by a friend. Weird. But I'm soldiering on with blogging, even though apparently: "You think you're SO interesting but you're as ordinary and dumb as they get. Pull your head out... Continue Reading →
My new job rocks. My escape.com.au workmates are really nice, I get to write about celebrities and travel every day, heaps of my friends work in the same building and when you press "42" on the drink dispensing machine a can of Diet Coke comes out. There's the meaning of life for you. It's also... Continue Reading →
How can there possibly be 7 things people might not know about me? I tell everyone EVERYTHING. I am the ultimate over-sharer. Unfortunately for those who read the blog, you only get the edited version. Meet me for a drink and I'll curl your toenails or at least make your face hurt from laughing at... Continue Reading →
At 46, you'd think the baby talk would be over for me. But no, it's clutching at my heartstrings again. I don't want another one. Please let me not introduce that additional terror into my life. Knowing my luck it would probably be twins as my shrivelled ovaries gave it one last shot. But things... Continue Reading →
So I'm on this thing called The Divorce Diet. It's awesome. No counting calories, no starving yourself. All you do is get dumped by your partner of 23 years. And, voila, you lose 10kg in four months. OK, there might have been less food in the first few months, but I didn't notice because I... Continue Reading →
I figure, since I'm working again, it's time to crack out the old weekly round-ups. But first, how cool is this old pic I discovered in the attic of me with two of my two pregnant workmates during my Woman's Day tenure (ah, remember the olden days when everyone wore watches)? Last week was a... Continue Reading →
Yesterday/today depending on your timezone, was a big deal in the United States. And I totally forgot until now. It was Independence Day, also known as the Fourth of July. The holiday commemorates American declaring independence from Great Britain with the adoption of the Declaration of Independence on July 4, 1776. It's a huge celebration with fireworks, parades, barbecues and,... Continue Reading →
It's been fascinating to watch the different ways Husband and I approach cooking for one. He appears to be tackling it like some sort of rebellion and whipping up snazzy, intricate gourmet meals for himself. Whereas I can't be shagged: I top a steak with bottled bernaise sauce or grab takeaway. (Last week I was... Continue Reading →
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