As predicted, scalpels were out yesterday during my appointment at the skin specialist. He said the thing on my back wasn't dangerous at the moment but might become dangerous in the future. It sounded a bit tenuous to me, but I could tell by the freshly prepped examination table that he was raring to go.... Continue Reading →
Living vicariously
My wings have been clipped by my hip bursitis and a work project, so I spent most of the weekend holed up indoors. I travelled vicariously through my neighbour Jenny, who was off to Adelaide, and DD, who headed to London after a few days in Japan. Jenny left a spare key for me in... Continue Reading →
Fantasy versus reality
I saw an outfit on the Decjuba website over the weekend and decided I should buy it for myself as a Mother's Day present as my children didn't get me anything. Well, the eldest got me a card and wrote a sweet message in it and I love a sweet message in a card more... Continue Reading →
Poor decision making
In my youth I was great at making split-second decisions. I had to be when I was the editor of Woman's Day. There were daily bidding wars for paparazzi photos and I would often need to decide whether to spend more that the yearly salary of the staff member doing the bidding. (Actually that made... Continue Reading →
Not what I was expecting
I was so nervous on Monday as DD drove me to see one of Sydney's top laproscopic surgeons at St George Private Hospital. The fear that I was facing major surgery hung over me ... for much longer than I was expecting ... because the surgeon was running two and a half hours behind schedule... Continue Reading →
The right move
My sister and I drove to Newcastle yesterday for Mother's Day and I was reminded once again that my parents have made a smart move. They decided to buy an apartment in a retirement complex a few years back and it is gorgeous. It blows all negative visions of what "retirement living" looks like out... Continue Reading →
The second trimester
Hiya, I didn't blog yesterday because I couldn't think of anything interesting to say. It's pretty much the same today - my life has been totally uneventful - so I'm going to blather about my ultrasound results. Freddie has officially entered his second trimester - he is the size of a 13-week foetus. It turns... Continue Reading →
I like to mix things up
Yesterday was a day of contrasts. At lunchtime I was lying on an examination table with an ultrasound wand in my lady garden, checking on Freddie the Fibroid's current dimensions. Dinnertime was spent at VIVE Cooking School for the launch of Kentucky Owl’s new Maighstir Edition. A result of the collaboration between master blenders John Rhea and... Continue Reading →
Enough with the pricks
As I was resting at DD's over the weekend, he suggested I knock over another item on my medical to-do list: a skin cancer check. Confession: I haven’t had one for years, which is very naughty for a redhead. DD booked me into his local skin cancer clinic, I rocked up, the bloke told me... Continue Reading →
You’re not listening
It's had mixed reviews, but I absolutely LOVED The Fall Guy. I went to see it with my sister on Friday night. I laughed, I almost cried, I sang along to the soundtrack, I gazed adoringly at Ryan Gosling ... The action scenes that played out across Sydney landmarks were so entertaining. It was the... Continue Reading →