Archive for August, 2008
Biscuits for brunch
I’ve realised there’s one thing more irritating than blogging incessantly about your children, and that’s blogging incessantly about your animals, but I have to make a confession… Harley won the name competition, and Mary will be receiving a Beach House beach towel just as soon as I dig it up from the pile of backpacks [...]
Happy days are here again
Today was the first day of school. I thought I’d be jubilant as I put the last one on the bus, but in fact I welled up immediately at the sight of their little faces in the window, my last two to leave for school. Brainiac on the bus I then headed down to [...]
Oh what a gay day…
My partner, Ian, aka Beloved A strange thing has been happening of late. I’ve received a number of emails asking if my partner is a man or a woman. Not that it matters, the emails say. We’re just curious. And then today, in Trader Joe’s, I ran into Jacqueline, one of my first friends in [...]
My mother’s best rib marinade
I need to come clean. I am rubbish at barbeques. Great with anything on a stove, but when it comes to barbequeing, everything turns out black and charred. When we moved into this house we needed a barbeque, and didn’t want to spend a fortune. We looked at Viking, looked at Weber, and decided instead [...]
booty calls
I’m addicted to Perez Hilton, and recently he had a picture of this: PICTURE REMOVED DUE TO UNSAVOURY PORNMEISTERS WHO SEEM TO THINK THIS IS ME… I’ve got to admit, I’m curious. Hell, I’m more than curious, I want one. Something very bizarre has happened to my butt since having children. I used to have [...]
