the end was just the beginning
I spent the first 35 years of my life deeply disinterested in having kids. I was notorious for my refusal to hold babies. If one was forced into my arms, I looked awkward and terrified, like I was holding a bomb that might explode at any second. I'm even ashamed to admit I mouthed "you're... Continue Reading →
My first-ever flatmate, Jodie, took me on an adventure this week. A culinary one, my favourite kind. Jodie lived in Jordan last year and has a love for all things Middle Eastern, so she drove me to Lakemba to gorge on fantastic Lebanese food (while simultaneously yakking each other's ears off). One of the nice... Continue Reading →
OK, that's not entirely accurate. I had crabs. But I managed to get rid of them yesterday. I told the school mum responsible for giving me crabs that I had a terrible fate in mind ... Feeding them to the chooks. She looked horrified. So I devised a humane plan B: trekking to a muddy... Continue Reading →
I had a recurring nightmare as a kid: I'd walk down the hill to our house in Ashbury Street and everything seemed ... not quite right. I couldn't put my finger on it. The house looked the same ... but different. My parents looked like mum and dad, but something was out of kilter. It... Continue Reading →
I felt like getting all angsty - yet again - today with a blog called "One day he will weep" (poignant, huh? I get a little melodramatic late at night). But then I thought ... Broken record, Alana. People will start avoiding you in the street. Besides, I've been invited to Sunday lunch and one... Continue Reading →
Deep breaths ... we have our first open house this morning. The auction signboard went up yesterday. I sent Husband a pic and he texted back "looks good". I cried. Just for a change. I could really do with some lessons from him on being unemotional. He's a champion at it. As for the "last"... Continue Reading →
It's been a week of TMI as celebs bared their bods (and souls) on social media ... not to mention their sex secrets ... >> Sofia Vergara announced on her WhoSay account that she and fiancé Nick Loeb have broken off their engagement. She wrote: "Not that anyone should care, but in order to not give... Continue Reading →
Husband stripped to his jocks and socks in our living room yesterday. Then things got kinda ... awkward. Not because - like a friend warned me last week - "He might even be thinking 'hey, maybe I get ex-sex'." That's a loooooooong way from his mind. I'd asked him to paint a wall prior to... Continue Reading →
Finally, another jooshing reveal ... or "zhuzhing" as a friend insists it's spelled. Sounds more like a Chinese city to me ... And this time it's the master bedroom. Ooo-er! Let me show you around ... I went a little crazy over Morocco many moons ago ... bought the Lonely Planet guide, invested in exotic... Continue Reading →
Technically mine was the cowboy from The Village People ... but I was pre-pubescent and slightly clueless then. THIS was my REAL first crush: Neil Finn. Oh my giddy aunt did I think he was hawt. You can keep your Simon Le Bons and your Rick Astleys. And it's Neil's birthday today, so I'm breaking... Continue Reading →
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