So when most people think of a bloke having a mid life crisis, they probably think of a frosted tipped, post-Idol Andrew G going through some kind of spiritual metamorphosis on a snow covered mountaintop in Tibet and emerging from the other side as “Osher” [and we all subsequently googled “why did Continue reading
15 signs you’ve found your school mum BFF
If there’s anything I’m grateful for in life, it’s friends. And Nutella.
Mostly Nutella.
But as I’ve grown older [and older, and older] I’ve realised that different friends perform varying but equally vital functions in your life.
Some friends, Continue reading
I’m a mum of 3 and my house is (almost) never clean
The truth is, the last time someone said this to me was the 10th of never, two thousand and don’t hold your breath. Continue reading
6 [dickhead] reasons to go on a family camping trip
If you’ve never played “let’s see who can be silent for the longest” then you’ve clearly never been on a road trip with your kids. I mean…if texting and driving is considered dangerous, I don’t even want to know what the fine would be for parenting and driving.
There’s nothing that refines your gross motor skills Continue reading
25 NY resolutions you might actually keep
So far, only a few days out from the end of 2017, my “don’t have an affair with Chris Hemsworth” resolution is going great! And if I could just manage to stop letting my children get in the way of me eating an entire tub of ice cream in one sitting then I may just realise my dream of being crowned the queen of cellulite. #soclose Continue reading
Grey Expectations: The Tale of two pubic hairs
Disclaimer: If you’re part of my family or friends or know me in real life in any capacity, see me at school drop off, might run into me randomly at the supermarket somehow, work with my husband or just generally think I look familiar and you may have met me once, you should probably stop reading this post at this point because it contains more information about my nether regions than you probably need know about. Continue reading
Elf on the Shelf: The triumph and the torture
Ahh Christmas. A time for joy, peace, love, celebration and the elaborate charade of moving a lifeless, plastic-faced, vacant eyed, omnipresent stuffed elf from place to place in your home every night just after you’ve fallen asleep on the couch at 8pm.
Because nothing keeps the magic of Christmas alive Continue reading
