the end was just the beginning
The former weekly magazine editor in me was fascinated by the Gwyneth Paltrow skiing accident court case, in particular her parting words to her accuser when she won. The actress walked up behind him and whispered "I wish you well" in his ear. Goosebumps. As Buzzfeed writes: "The four words Gwyneth Paltrow whispered in her... Continue Reading →
I am usually a morning person, but the spring is missing from my step when I rise. I sigh as I face the responsibilities of the day: walking the dogs, working for nine hours, cooking dinner, paying bills, making appointments … I'm not entirely sure why it’s getting me down at the moment, maybe it’s... Continue Reading →
My boss went on maternity leave yesterday. I think. I thought she was going on maternity leave while I was on holidays, but she was still there when I got back. Like me, she is having trouble letting go. I worked until just before the birth of the eldest and had only two months of... Continue Reading →
In the four months since its launch, AI bot ChatGPT has shown the ability to perform a wide range of tasks, from acing medical licensing exams to creating cocktail recipes, writing articles and more. I wrote a story about it for Drinks Digest last week called Has ChatGPT created the best cocktail in the world?... Continue Reading →
I eased my way back into work on Monday by doing a St John first-aid course. They’re making everyone in the office do one and I was very not keen. I promised myself when I finished the HSC - waaaaay back in the 80s - that I never had to study again. I've stuck to... Continue Reading →
We had an early dinner with friends on Saturday night, then I raced through my front door at 7.45pm, eager to watch the NSW election results unfold. I switched on iView and settled back to enjoy Antony Green's inimitable coverage, but within five minutes I realised I was too late. While the polling booths had... Continue Reading →
I spend my life on a constant "I will try harder next time" mental loop. Every social interaction is fretted over for days afterwards as I berate myself for talking too much and not listening enough. People who don't overanalyse their every thought and action don't really get it. If I mention my panic they... Continue Reading →
My years as a mum taxi are officially over - the youngest got her P plates yesterday. The enormity of it hit me late last night and I felt a bit wobbly about my redundancy. I’ve taken this week off work and the past two days have been devoted to Operation Licence, combined with the... Continue Reading →
You know it's been a great getaway when you start Googling properties for sale at your holiday destination. I flew to Hobart last Thursday with DD for a four-night escape from our real world and we’ve been staring longingly at listings ever since. Mind you, we were a bit spoilt by the fact I have... Continue Reading →
I’ve been missing in action for a few days because there hasn’t been time to scratch myself, let alone blog. Something really has to give, but I can’t bring myself to decide what it should be. It isn’t feasible to continue tapping away at my computer from 8am to 10pm every day. As Queen would... Continue Reading →
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