My Favourite Smells

I ran out of coffee. Again. Which is not all bad, because it means I get to go to one of my favourite places in the world; Amore Coffee in Moonee Ponds. It is not uncommon for me to walk into that place and take a deep breath. It is…

Beserk for Presents

Once upon a time, many months ago, around about Mothers Day 2015 to be precise, I was gifted a gorgeous pair of shoes. It was a present from my family, in appreciation of all my Motheriness, and becuase it is a revoltingly commercialised concept that sucks people in to buy…

Life at its Worst, Dramatics at their Best

It was earlier this year that things got very bad for Chippie. I had asked him to unstack the dishwasher, for it is his job to do. He is also paid pocket money to do so, amongst other things. “Boring” is his favourite. It’s a “boring” job. We’ve also since…

Pretty

The Day From Hell that I forced my children to endure yesterday clearly had some repercussions. Of course, I didn’t realise what those repercussions were for quite some time. I did my usual morning things this morning, just like I usually do; with bleary eyes, and much confusion. I really…