A couple of months ago I uttered the fateful words “I’m loving this age” to my girlfriend. I was of course referring to motherhood and specifically toddlerhood. Our then 2 (+3 months) year old boys were in her backyard, bare bums, larking about under the sprinkler. Good times. The quintessential summer activity. My dear friend,…
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Wanting good things to happen to good people
There’s this scene in the first Sex in the City movie when Carrie and the girls are holidaying in Mexico. They are actually on Carrie and Big’s honeymoon minus Big of course. Charlotte is feeling a sense of guilt for being happy. The conversation goes like this: Charlotte: Nobody gets everything they want! Look at…
Fairy bread and simple pleasures
Who knew that Fairy Bread could inspire my next blog post. A few days ago it was National Fairy Bread day. Don’t ask me how I know this but you can’t argue that I don’t have my priorities in order. I posted this meaningful piece of information on my Facebook page and got a bunch…
I wish I was a Proudman – Offspring is back
A couple of weeks ago the internet went into a mini meltdown. I’m quite partial to a meltdown or two so I know one when I see one. I saw the news first appear on my Facebook feed and soon after it popped up on Instagram. Text messages followed soon after. It was going viral and…
Remember the days of the old school yard
The radio station I listen to during my morning commute to work has been promoting a local gig that is being touted as a bit of a high school reunion. With bands including Dragon, Eurogliders and 1927 it’s clearly aimed at those of us who were at high school in the 80’s. A time of over sized fluorescent ‘choose…
Guilty of mother’s guilt
It’s 7.30am on Saturday morning and I’m in my car. I’m child and husband free. It’s just me and Fleetwood Mac. I even stop and grab a coffee and I relish the feeling of freedom. I’m driving down the Coast to Pro Blogger and after already having spent the day before at the conference I’m anticipating…