the end was just the beginning
I've brought this on myself. What was I THINKING writing a blog post called "Bad Things Come In Fours" and pondering what the next two bits of bad luck would be that would bring me up to six? Husband texted yesterday afternoon to inform me that the youngest has chicken pox and is quarantined for... Continue Reading →
My Ode to Feb Fast (I've started a day early and I'm dropping carbs instead of cabernet) with a little help from Sinead O'Connor ... It's been seven hours and fifteen seconds Since I took the carbs away I lay awake all night and I want to sleep all day Since I took the carbs... Continue Reading →
OK, there, I've said it. So shoot me. It feels like some shameful secret I'm supposed to hide - my joy that my children have strong, lithe, healthy bodies. When I enter my local aquatic centre, I shudder at the size of some of the kids in their cossies. I murmur a prayer of thanks... Continue Reading →
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