A glimpse of blue sky on Saturday had me yearning for lunch in the sunshine, so DD took me to Palm Beach for my first-ever meal at a lovely place called Dunes. He decided I needed a treat after I lost my marbles a bit on Friday due to exhaustion. I worked 50.5 hours in... Continue Reading →

Yesterday was what you might colloquially describe as a cluster faaaaark. Ir kicked off with me mourning the conclusion of another season of daylight savings by waking at 5am. I walked the dogs to the coffee shop in the never-ending drizzle. I dropped the youngest to the gym and decided to drive to work, where... Continue Reading →

My hairdresser broke up with me yesterday. Well, not really, that's a bit of a weekly magazine coverline version of what happened, He told me he’s moving to Adelaide next year. Mark has been my hairdresser for more than 25 years, so I'm not sure what I will do without him. I met him when... Continue Reading →

I got a tantalising glimpse of what my future might look like over the weekend. While I've been dating DD for almost eight years and travelling up to his place endlessly, I don't really get to feel like a local. My visits are too short to really settle in. I often dream about having a... Continue Reading →

My penchant for crazy business ideas drove my ex husband nuts. Mainly because it was exhausting, but also because I usually had my ideas at 6am and would bombard him with them when he woke up. It is very hard to process crazy business ideas when you have sleep in your eyes. I even made... Continue Reading →

My old mate Vassy returned to Sydney six months ago after spending five years living in New York. His arrival coincided with shite stuff like hotel quarantine and lockdowns, then I caught COVID-19 in Fiji and started working 10 hour days, so we only got around to catching up about two weeks ago. It wasn't... Continue Reading →

I took the youngest to Parliament House yesterday to be presented with her bronze medal for skipping in the International Open Tournament. It was very entertaining to receive the invitation to the soiree, which announced that the Minister for Sport would be handing out the medals. The Minister for Sport is also the Minister for... Continue Reading →

After the excitement of rock stars buying me pink wine and dreams of flashing dancefloors swirling in my head, Tuesday was pretty quiet. Well, it was the HouseGoesHome version of quiet, with the eldest taking up pole dancing and the youngest threatening to play rugby league. I didn't see either of those things in my... Continue Reading →

Life got very surreal on Sunday. I was in a shout with INXS guitarist Kirk Pengilly and surfing icon Layne Beachley, then I handed The Sandhill Warrior a giant, blow-up Subway sandwich. I was expecting to wake up at that point, but it wasn't a dream, it actually happened at The Warrior's significant birthday party.... Continue Reading →