Psyched! (or Twerked)

T’is the morning of the Under 12’s boys basketball grand final and we’re all up and almost ready to go with plenty of time to spare. So much time, in fact, that we have looooooaaaaaads of opportunity for the “Can I watch YouTube/play Minecraft?”/”No! Not before basketball!” vicious loop. Also,…

Back To Reality; Where I am an Awesome Mum

Arrived home safely last night, after a somewhat turbulent flight. This was preceded by an exceedingly turbulent taxi ride to Sydney airport. I hadn’t previously known that turbulence affected road vehicles, but there you go. I was collected by an adoring – by which I mean a cynical, snoring and…

Party Hardy

The Grumpy Bastard and I went to a birthday party last night. The invitation was addressed to the two of us – not the kids! A babysitter – The Best Uncle In Melbourne (and not the Favourite Uncle / The Best Uncle In The Universe whom is also currently Worst…

A step closer to Mother of the Year and some spew

First day back at school today. And it wasn’t without the stock standard “I feel sick” from Godzilla as we’re participating in the morning’s Get Ready For School fun activities. “Just hurry up and get dressed,” was my reply. It is my usual reply. and usually comes accompanied by a…

The worst thing ever, for a mum

I always thought the worst thing that could happen to my in my mumming career was that one of my kids would desperately want to play football. I live in Melbourne. I wasn’t born here, but have spent a signifcant part of my life here. Decades, in fact. But not…