the end was just the beginning
The Mag I Bought This Week Award goes to ... Weekly magazines dread public holidays. Sales plummet without the usual Monday morning commuter rush. Meanwhile, staff slump into the office to work on next week's issue while everyone else heads to the beach. No rest for the wicked. Editors are torn, do they "waste" a... Continue Reading →
I've returned from a blissful sojourn in Newcastle. I saw many wonderful things. Gorgeous beaches, funky bars, delicious produce, lovely friends ... But my most-visited destination was Kmart Waratah, which isn't the least bit gorgeous, funky, delicious or lovely. That didn't stop me flicking the indicator downwards and turned left off Turton Road multiple times,... Continue Reading →
Waldorf Salad has always sounded a bit yerk to me: apple, celery, walnuts and mayonnaise mixed together. Just. Not. Right. But I had some excess celery, apples and walnuts in the fridge prior to my Newcastle visit so I gave it a whirl. Mum was promising to have a barbecued chicken and bread rolls waiting... Continue Reading →
I got all giddy yesterday. No, it wasn't premature menopause. Or actual menopause (the latter being a more likely scenario). It was flashbacks or déjà vu or something retro and stomach spinny like that. I returned to the wine bar where I (illegally) spent every Saturday night during my teens: The Gunfighters Rest, in Hunter... Continue Reading →
I brought a casserole of this divine stuff to my parents' house for the holidays, as you do, when you are me. We had it with sausages on Thursday night and I'm scoffing the leftovers tonight after a few hours at a wine bar with a lovely Twitter friend. There's been no time to nibble... Continue Reading →
There are certain items you can post to prisoners. Undies. Bottle green shorts. Books. No nail files. My friend in jail asked if I could send her some summer pyjamas. I checked what was "allowed" with a prison guard. She told me they had to be cotton with 3/4 length pants and a patterned t-shirt... Continue Reading →
Sprog 2 is so-so on any soups that aren't potato. A couple of slurps and she's "full". Although, there's a special part of her stomach that's still able to squeeze in 50 slices of bread. Not the most nutritious meal. So I decided to trick her last weekend by hiding lots of "yuk" veggies in... Continue Reading →
I'm staying at my parent's house for four nights with the Sprogs. This is stressful for someone with anxiety problems because my parents' house is very, very tidy and myself and the Sprogs are not. I find myself uttering unfamiliar phrases such as "Dad, where's the dust-buster?" when the Sprogs scatter bits of shell and... Continue Reading →
I was given a jap pumpkin recently. I love edible gifts, much more useful than flowers. And pumpkin is one of my favourite veggies, especially when it’s roasted. But my kids aren’t quite as keen. So I thought I’d experiment with my pumpkin gift and see if I could change their minds. I made Roasted... Continue Reading →
There has been another mishap in the Household. Sprog 1 again, of course. We were visiting friends when a gaggle of kids came scrambling up the back steps, gasping that Sprog 1 had done an accidental back flip out of the trampoline (zip on the net left open, duh) and landed head first on a... Continue Reading →
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