The truth is I am tired of poetry and the pathology of its need to altar a scene. Anthony Lawrence After dusting and with a quick update (these kids are growing up, goddamn) the photos in our lounge area have been returned to the wall. I’m sitting at the dining table before them now, tilting…
It’s been about six months since my Kindle first arrived. I should say at the off I’ve only finished reading three novels on it so far – Jonathan Franzen’s Freedom, Emma Donoghue’s Room, and Justin Cronin’s The Passage – though I hasten to add that I have over twenty other sample chapters in my library….
God, I love YouTube. I found this earlier today. I can’t think of a better (belated) birthday present for my sister, who is a big Tim Curry fan. It also makes me want to get my hands on a copy of ‘Clue’ on DVD – a terrific flick.
A cartoon me! How lovely! I’m up for the Aussie Mummy Bloggers with X-Factor Award at Home Loan Daily. If you could follow the link and share my page on Twitter or Facebook, I would be most grateful. I think I’m coming last, but I’m not game to check. These competitions unnerve me, frankly. Example:…
The painting is complete. We can proudly tell people we have ‘Hog Bristle’ coloured walls and ‘Hog Bristle Quarter’ skirting boards. Part of me is sorry I can’t give a more macabre name to the tint, but never mind. I have always had a rather black sense of humour. The best part so far has…
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…
