the end was just the beginning
Blake and Ryan get married (and she doesn't tip off the paparazzi!) I'm heading to Charleston, South Carolina, for a wedding next year, so I'm feeling a little proprietorial about the news that Blake Lively and Ryan Reynolds got married on Sunday night at Boone Hall Plantation. just outside of Charleston. The mansion was the... Continue Reading →
I was agonizing over how to make amends with the parents of Sprog 1's best friend when a text message arrived ... from the best friend's mother. My heart clenched. I opened the message and nervously read the first few words: "Sorry to tell you this ..." Sorry to tell me what? Without bothering to... Continue Reading →
The Mag I Bought This Week Award goes to ... In Magland, preparation for diet season (aka spring) starts early. Many hours are spent during winter debating whether to run a diet cover story on the first Monday of September or on the cover dated the first Monday of September (which comes out the week... Continue Reading →
I have a chequered history with my assorted neighbours. I've suspected them of breeding changelings. I've screamed at them for throwing wild parties. I've lost a week's worth of their mail that I was entrusted to collect. You'd think I'd have learned my lesson. But no. I am 44 years old and not one bit... Continue Reading →
We had dinner at a neighbour's house last night. Sprog 1 stayed for a sleepover. I'm going to pick her up now. I've baked ginger beer muffins to take as a peace offering, because I shamed myself at dinner. I still can't bear to talk about it. Maybe tomorrow. In the meantime, these muffins are... Continue Reading →
Too embarrassed/hungover to blog today. My shame will have to subside first. So I'll leave you with a poem by Sprog 1 that sums up my mood ... As dead as a dodo As pale as a ghost As flat as a pancake As dumb as a post.
People often suggest I do some freelance writing for extra cash. Who has time for freelance writing when you spend hours baking and decorating cupcakes for the school band's fundraiser cake stall? I certainly bloody don't. Add to that a sick Sprog under foot, a house that looks like a mini-hurricane has swept through and... Continue Reading →
Bradley's scary bender Bradley Cooper has confessed to The Hollywood Reporter that he doesn't drink or do drugs after ending up in hospital in his 20s. "I was at a party and deliberately bashed my head on the concrete floor -- like, 'Hey, look how tough I am!' And I came up, and blood dripped... Continue Reading →
Yesterday I mused on infantile amnesia. Today it's a study that identifies the most annoying sound on earth. Psychologists from SUNY and Clark University asked trial participants to do maths problems while listening to a range of sounds, including a screeching saw on wood, machine noise, a baby crying, motherese and whining, for a whole minute... Continue Reading →
Jessica's diet shock She didn't know "chicken of the sea" was tuna, now Jessica Simpson - the new celebrity spokesperson for Weight Watchers - has told USA Today: "I didn't realize it (the weight) didn't all come off with the baby." Duh. Jessica has been holding Weight Watchers meetings in her home with her mother, Tina, and 12... Continue Reading →
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