My sister is staying with us for a few precious days; days where I might actually be able to claim some mental health time and get out for some air and do some book-related jobs on my own. This is a rarity and I cherish the opportunity immensely. That’s not to say that we don’t…
…is me. So the dentist last week fixed up the dodgy tooth, but my jaw was still painful. Very painful. Then I noticed my left jaw ‘clicked’ whenever I opened my mouth or ate food. So I thought maybe I should go to the Doctor, because it’s not like I’ve seen him enough lately to…
I am stepping down as one of the moderators of the Aussie Bloggers Forum this week; a decision which was hard to make, but had to be done as I am currently quite frazzled with one thing or another. I’m not good at juggling balls in the air; I never really pretend to be otherwise,…
If I were to take the searches which brought people here seriously, and examine their motives and impulses, it wouldn’t be a stretch to surmise that there are a lot of dirty minded Clive Owen fans out there (not unlike myself) and that there are a lot of…kooky…Gary Oldman ones (not unlike myself). Then, the…
I’ve seen this meme a few times lately, first at Penni’s and then at Schmutzie’s. Here’s how it goes: 1. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search. 2. Using only the first page of results, and pick one image. 3. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into Big…
The sheets crumple more in winter, I feel. Our bodies sweat as they adjust to the heavier blankets. Sleep may not be as agitated as it is in the Summer, but it is as least as disturbed. Instead of the heat, one of us is invariably suffering from some sort of cough or ailment. Night vigils…
I suspect the coffee industry has got the tea industry by the cojones and is ever so slowly beginning to squeeze some fear into it; and because I suspect this was enough excuse for me to nod my head oh-so knowingly when the latest Nigella Lawson ads hit our shores for a particularly well-known British tea brand. Will the…
When I awoke in the hospital ward, I could tell by the gradient of light coming through nearby windows that it was a little past mid-afternoon. About 4pm. Yellow, yet crisp, the light suited the seaside town’s aspect. Ascertaining that I was surrounded by elderly people in various states of consciousness, which did not surprise me,…
