Three years ago today, Marty and I met on the corner of Fourth Ave and Brighton Rd at Sandgate, and made our nervous way to Mr Henderson. I say nervous, but I myself was quite terrified. After putting myself “out there” the previous year and getting spectacularly roasted, I was very wary and, okay, skeptical,…
Continue reading →Random edition. I was going to blog about something else but then I saw it was the 10th so decided to do a bit of a catch-up on all the things! This was my wonderful start to the day, and it just got better from there!
Continue reading →It’s so hard to believe that it’s been almost a year since our four nights away to Tamborine Mountain last year. I just re-read my (very long) blog post about that trip and I can honestly still take myself back there and live off the relaxation that was had, and now I get to add…
Continue reading →The award for the best photobomb of all time goes to my sister-in-law aka Aunty Kate. Taken by Frith, circa 2014 at a wedding we attended with 11 week old future Darby in my belly. The timing, the height, the expression, the coincidental outfit coordination. Absolute gold. This is still one of my favourite photos…
Continue reading →A few months ago, I was telling Kate that Marty had some long service leave that he could take this year, and she kindly pointed out that I had been in my current job (parenting) for over 11 years now, and was due for my own long service leave! I was so pleased she pointed…
Continue reading →I woke up this morning with a bit of a scratchy throat and tired from not sleeping particularly well. I let my Zumba friend know that I would sadly miss this morning’s class, and she later dropped over some fresh ginger so I could make some ginger and lemon tea. I have the best friends….
Continue reading →I was telling someone today that I used to come down to Mr Henderson at Sandgate, back in the day (last year and the year before) on a Friday afternoon, order a Diablo Ginger Beer and blog in the sunshine. And the thought of that sounded too delightful to resist, so here I am, once…
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