So my period is two weeks late. Yep. It’s not that, either. I know what you’re thinking. At least, I don’t think so. My period has only ever been late twice in my life, so, um, the data is pointing in KNOCKED – UP’s direction but no no no. I say this with relative confidence…
{After dessert} “Come on, give me a kiss.” “No. You’ll take away the taste of ice-cream I’ve still got in my mouth.” “Aren’t my kisses tasty?” “Not as much as that Maxibon was.”
Say you catch your son dunking toothbrushes into the toilet. Say these are brand new toothbrushes on top of all the other toothbrushes you’ve purchased in the previous months because this is his new hobby. Say the toilet is very clean. Say you hold the brushes in your hand and go, “Okay, do I chuck them again…
I get scared when I watch Enough Rope and see Tim Flannery*on there, close to tears, looking scared shitless because our Government and most Governments of the world aren’t doing enough to combat climate change. What’s possibly worse is that he doesn’t use extensive flowery language, but you can tell in every gesture and in…
I thought this was rather cleverly done.
The other night Adam and I played a little game in bed (while we’re reading, dirty people). It was called, “Out of the books we’re reading, which author makes/made more from their writing than the other?” As Adam suggested the game, I immediately launched into a defensive diatribe that it’s not about the money but…
We arrived in the car park just on opening time – as did tonnes of other people. We’d barely taken ten steps (remember, we’re still in the car park) before Keira saw her first food stall and asked, “Can I have some fairy floss?” “Keira, it’s only 9.30am.” {Insert blank expression} “Can I have some…
I’m sorry Mrs. Brent Harvey (Shane? Shayne? The papers keep spelling it differently), but Keira, upon seeing this dress, declared it, “A little bit dodgy.” But she did like the black lace belt-cummerbund-thingy. Keira’s best dressed of the night? Ms. Rebecca Twigley She would not deviate from this decision. Photos from The Age
…us, for buying Riley a ticket for a movie. Yes, we had hoped that a 2.5 year old could sit through an entire movie. Granted, it was a cool looking movie like WALL-E, but, yeah, DUMB. Our motives – I suppose – were sweet and well-intentioned. Let’s do a family thing! It’ll be their ‘first’…
