17 Nov 2012
The dog ate my homework post!
We all knew it was coming today, but yes it actually happened
I should be here
But I am actually here!
Sun and rosé
Listening to this classic. Enjoy your Saturday and join me tomorrow for another Sunday Confession.
16 Nov 2012
Exciting news courtesy of Sydney Writers Centre this week, I give you my new favourite word! Read More
14 Nov 2012
I am not a morning person. This will not be news to any of you who have seen me in the morning.
While I can get myself sorted and to work at a decent hour, I do not like the difficulty of it. The zigging when everyone else is zigging. The busy-ness. The mayhem of leaving the house. The finding of shoes.
If I had my druthers, I wouldn’t have anything to do with it. I’d zag when everyone else was zigging. I’d sleep and miss the whole horrible thing.
As you can imagine, this has made parts of my life a bit complex. My entire childhood for example. Early motherhood was a bit challenging. I am not, geared for five o’clock starts. Read More
13 Nov 2012
Post roses
She stood on the lawn and she and the little boy threw handfuls of rose petals in the air. The bliss of the petals slow decent made the small boy’s face shine with happiness. There were enough for minutes of quiet fluttering, watching and the occasional noisy shriek.
11 Nov 2012
Black films
In the past five years when I have gone to the movies, the experience has fallen into two distinct categories.
The films I have chosen, and the films in which everyone dies. Read More
9 Nov 2012
It takes time to establish new habits. While the brain may exhibit neuro-plasticity, the limbic system takes limited effort and energy to operate, while the pre-cortex or front brain which takes a lot of effort to run and consumes vast amounts of energy. What this means is that while your brain can learn new habits and patterns, the pre-disposition is for old patterns. It is quite literally painful to learn new habits and over-ride old patterns with new ones. It hurts your brain.
Today, I might have made a serious tactical error. I have, as is my established pattern, immediately started on the ‘Friday Fun’ when I got home this afternoon. This is fantastic from a Friday Fun perspective, it is lethal from a blog-every-day perspective. Read More
8 Nov 2012
Life is often an endurance test. Sure, there are bright moments when joy fills your heart, when you can re-charge. But often it is a relentless quest. At present, my patience is daily tested by an irrepressible toddler who is now more willful and dastardly than I thought possible. I need to rapidly acquire new skills. They say not to negotiate with small children. But what am I to do with a child who says ‘I’ll cry if you like mama.’ He has me beaten already and we haven’t even started! Read More
6 Nov 2012
… they don’t let a woman kill you in the tower of song …
Yesterday I celebrated five years with the ACT Government. This means it’s been five years since I returned to Canberra, something I vowed I would never, never do, and five years since Robert and I met.
That seems a breathtakingly short period of chronological time for what has come to pass since 5th of November 2007. That moment when his shoe collided with my empty filing cabinet and nearly made me fall off my chair, has the clarity of fine crystal. It is fine, and sharp and precious and rare.
It is two years since I wrote one of my favourite ever pieces; open letter to my child about his father.
While you are reading this, I will be eating his roast chicken and we will be talking about everything and nothing.
I will ask about his favourite Leonard Cohen song so I can add it to this post, and he won’t remember any of the names. He will describe about five songs because he finds it impossible to limit the choice to just one.
Luckily I don’t find it impossible to limit my choice to one.
One song, one soul mate, one shared life.
4 Nov 2012
It’s Sunday. I have a few things to get off my chest!
Sunday essentials
Oceans of tea
It seemed right to share some of my secrets in a cathartic Sunday session for Blog-vember. I will need to pull every stunt in the blogger’s tool box to make it through this month of posts. Here goes (no laughing please!)
Lies I tell myself – just a random sample
1. I need all the more glassware
2. I will have two alcohol free days a week
3. I will put away my clothes and not live out of the washing basket
4. I won’t try to re-hydrate at 10pm on the weekends
5. I will learn to use all the features of wordpress before I cherry pick and launch into stuff before I know what I am doing!
To celebrate the release, the warm sunny Sunday, a musical treat. Deborah Conway embodying how we should all live out our Sundays with joy. Staying in with coffee, toast and chocolate! Amen to that.
Got anything you need to get off your chest?
There’s your Sunday Blog-vember post!
3 Nov 2012
#breakfastattiffanysdare
On Friday, I wore a little black dress all day. I didn’t wear pearls round my neck but I did wear them in my ears. I was dared by @foxinflats. I find her hard to resist. I did her red lipstick dare too. I wore red lipstick all day, every day for a week! The little black dress dare was called #breakfastattiffanys It was great. I had a lovely day, worked hard and when I got home, I spent a glorious evening watching the movie. Read More
2 Nov 2012
I don’t remember my first sip of gin. There is, however, a crystal clear memory of my favourite gin drinking moment and the beginning of my love affair with distilled botanicals in a spirit base.
I was 21. The mother of my then boyfriend took me to lunch for my birthday. I was about the start my Honours year. We went to a restaurant on the North Shore of Sydney. It was just the two of us and it was rather a treat. I was, at the time, a starving student and so lunch out was a luxury. Liz ordered two gin and tonics.
I was sort of momentarily shocked. In the daytime?
It was glorious. Read More
1 Nov 2012
On the way back from Melbourne, I gazed out the window mouching quietly about having missed seeing some fantastic people. There were just too few hours and I really needed a time machine to make it all work. I even missed out on drinking gin in The Gin Palace; that really really hurt. The trip was too short, the family commitments too long to make it work.
I started on a bit of a reverie then. I’m missing people, I’m missing writing, and I’m missing NaNoWriMo!
I tossed ideas around. What if I could do something else? How could I make this work? How could I write and keep the little smouldering embers of love of writing burning? I certainly couldn’t write 1667 words a day! But I could blog every day. I workshopped ideas. What to call it? Blog-a-rama? NoNoNaNoWriMo? Blog-vember? Yes that says it all. It’s November. It’s blogging.
I wrote the post and sent this little idea out into the ether and who should show up?
Only the gorgeous people I missed in Melbourne! I may have let out a little squeal of delight at the first response.
Here we all are. Drum roll please.
Blog-vember! A little idea to keep my writing spirits up and share the love.
Here are just a few of the people playing along.
Join us. You can still play and catch up and keep your writing spark. A post a day. Every day for November. Blog-vember!
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