Sure, when I signed up to live with three blokes - none of which are my actual significant other - I knew to expect a curly or two. But really, boys? How did this make any good sense? (more…)
10Aug 2015
08Mar 2015
But I am no domestic goddess. Yet.
I bought two things this week to evoke my inner domestic goddess. One of them, I plan to tenderly master - bit by bit, page by page, failure by failure. And hopefully blog my experience along the way. The other one is an iron. (Although it must be noted, I have somehow lived without one since moving out of my parents' nest ...
18Feb 2015
But the gym is my new part-time lover
This long-distance lifestyle I’ve put up with for six-years is one whinge I hate to indulge in; I mean it was my choice after all to move more than 3000 kilometres away from the man of my dreams for the job of my dreams. But today the calendar marks six-weeks since I’ve seen that gorgeous specimen in ...
28Jan 2015
But old men in mosh pits can be pricks
I was judged for being too young over the weekend. Now usually I would accept such flattery graciously, given how close my 30th birthday is. But not in this case. After much hype Oz Rock finally arrived in Busselton & it was a massive line-up of Aussie legends; James Reyne, Icehouse, Diesel, Wendy Matthews to list only ...
