We are all connected here, intimately. We are a community, diverse yet similar on so many levels. We are the underdog that rises triumphant, time and again. We are temperate and volatile, and sit waiting the next shake-up, as we are perched precariously on the ring of fire. We are humble, we are brave, we are loud, we are quiet, we are busy, we are calm, we are beaches and bush and bathed in brilliant golden sunshine. … More Independence Day
It is 3:38 am. The baby woke me up and I can’t get back to sleep and I am just thinking about the bits that I like. What do I mean? Well, you know how there’s a bit in a bunch of songs that you like, and that’s your favourite bit? Or a bit in … More The Best Bits
It is well after midnight. Our one-year-old son is in bed between my husband and I as he is both teething and has the sniffles. He’s waking every 20-30 minutes. It will be a long night. We discuss the annoying necessity of being politic and diplomatic, which is not really a strong point for either … More The Sudden Death of David Goldberg
I’ve made a very conscious choice to wear faults and failings, as I do my triumphs and adventures, on my sleeve. Sharing thoughts, experiences and feelings with the world; online and often, is commonplace for me. At worst, it opens me up to judgment and scrutiny from strangers and haters. At best it opens up … More Living Life Out Loud and Feeling a Bit Exposed…
Today, I was chatting with one of my best friends for nearly 20 years. P and I go back so far we can’t pinpoint when or how we actually met. We’ve been allies and friends through ups and downs. Which is strange to some people as, on the surface, we could not be more different. … More The Friendship Formula. Is There a Formula?
HoooOOoookay. Today I want to talk to you about failure. I’m intimately acquainted with the act and the concept of failure. Seeing as I set myself a rather high bar in most things (except housework… obviously ‘rollseyes’) in life, I am quite familiar with the sting of falling short on expectations. Truth is, I have … More The Importance of Failure
Just wanted to walk you through yet another clanger from the mouth of my less than smooth operator husband. Soon we will be sharing office/warehousing space so that Grumpy can continue his distinguished career as a mad genius inventor type while I attempt to keep my boutique PR firm growing. I’ll get the office space … More #SMHS (S*** My Husband Says)