I took the youngest to the neurologist yesterday for another expensive explosion of referrals and tests. Nothing has fixed the youngest's concussion headaches, so the neurologist resorted to giving her “compassionate Botox" (aka free Botox due to her age and symptoms), which involved about eight needles in her head and shoulders. Unfortunately it wasn’t a... Continue Reading →
Count him in
I apologise for HouseGoesHome deteriorating into endless blog posts about alcohol functions. I reckon the least people EVER ... well, in recent memory ... clicked on yesterday's post about the NSW Wine Awards. However, as my life is either tapping at the computer, going to expensive medical appointments with my children or being invited to... Continue Reading →
Only the half of it
I only squeezed half of my escapades into yesterday's blog post. I forgot to tell you that I went to the 2023 ICC NSW Wine Awards with the Governor on Friday, fancy! Well, I wasn’t sitting with Her Excellency the Honourable Margaret Beazley AC QC, but I could see her in the distance. 20 trophies... Continue Reading →
Shucking and psychos
I was blown away by seeing the Talking Heads documentary Stop Making Sense on the big screen on Saturday night. A newly restored 40th anniversary version of the film is currently playing in theatres around the world. DD and I sat in a packed cinema where everyone erupted into raucous applause after every song, as if... Continue Reading →
Stop making sense
The view from my balcony last night was so pretty at sunset. Although it worries me that the big tree outside the apartment loses its leaves in spring and gains them in autumn. I mentioned it to a landscaper I met at a rum event. He said it might be suffering the tree version of... Continue Reading →
Formalities
My ex picked me up yesterday afternoon enroute to the youngest's pre-year 12 formal drinks. I was carless because the youngest had commandeered it for the day to get all her various primping and prepping done. She looked so glorious and joyful when we arrived at her friend's house. I was proud and teary and... Continue Reading →
Too good
Every November, for as long as I can remember, we have celebrated my nephew's birthday at a scruffy suburban teppanyaki restaurant. Attendees include whichever extended family members happen to be in town. This year it was a happy coming together of my nephew's girlfriend, his dad and stepmother, his little brother, his paternal grandmother, my... Continue Reading →
Southern hospitality
It’s been a long time between solo travels for me, but I flew to Melbourne on Friday night to spend the weekend with my former brother and sister-in-law. Deb and I have stayed good friends since my marriage ended, which feels like the natural way to do things. The unnatural thing would be suddenly not... Continue Reading →
Leavin’ on a jet plane
Yesterday did not get off to the best start. I packed my laptop bag with some olive and rosemary bread for my brekkie, some pearl cous cous salad for lunch and a bottle of water for hydration and trekked into the city. When I opened my bag at the office I discovered I’d forgotten the... Continue Reading →
Getting ridiculous
I almost don’t want to tell you what I did last night because it’s getting a bit ridiculous. But my day was mostly filled with miserable stress, which wasn’t much fun. So I’m going to stick with the fun stuff and blather about going to the most incredible bar last night. I almost cancelled attending... Continue Reading →