My heart does a little jump every time I look at this photo
PEOPLE, WE HAVE FLOORBOARDS!! I apologise for being shouty, but goodness it’s nice to be home. Stinky and dusty, sure. A few days behind schedule, but still home. What do you think? Better than this? My hand up is for yes. So it’s all over, you ask? We’ve moved the furniture back in? Life is…
By popular account the My Blog, My Story session was a big hit on the weekend. I enjoyed it immensely, as I think it tapped into my own personal affirmations I have about the strength of the blogging community – it is supportive, we all have our story to tell, and we all want…
I admitted when I wrote the post about packing for the conference last week that I was doing so in quite a frantic and unorganised manner. I packed several dresses in order to have some choices – in case of emergency bloating – and after some last minute indecision (what if it was too dressy…
As I type this on my iphone, I am in the hell many might know that is trying to settle children to sleep in a single hotel family room. Barely a metre away, they are fussing and complaining why we get to stay up later and they don’t. Though honestly I prefer this to our…
Update: My thanks to all who helped today. In the morning I shall be donating $98. Like so many people, I’ve been horrified by the footage and the sheer scale of the devastation in Japan over these past few days, caused by the massive earthquake and tsunami. I always feel so powerless and small in…
I think it was inevitable that I should eventually read The Passage; after all, how could I refuse such a juicy, exciting premise of vampires dominating humans in a decimated world? It’s epic and ambitious, fast-paced and very readable… … and yet I finished feeling a lack of something that it is hard to put…
Before I’d even had the chance to press the down button, I heard the cables grinding in the shaft, lifting the elevator to my floor. Inside I heard the hungry squalling of my newborn son, twelve hours old. I pressed the button then, stabbed it really, multiple times, hurrying the doors to open. Finally they…
Renovation preparations have come about as far as they can before the floor people move in and take over. Vents have been stuffed with rags, picture frames removed, and cupboards taped over. We’re now quite used to feel of chipboard beneath our feet. And here is a shot of my bed; I’m just taking a…
