The black box has overtaken the house. The screens are bigger. Rooms are built simply to house the apparatus. There's a lot of talk of how bad it is, but is it an evil, mind altering instrument of destruction? Or is a window to the world? A tool which can teach and inform, entertain and amuse? We probably watch too much TV in my house. Gosh, … [Read more...]
I nag my children about how important breakfast is and make sure they eat something as I throw them out the door of a morning, tossing lost socks and forgotten homework after them. Yet it is a case of do as I say, not as I do. I don't normally eat breakfast. Unless it's the full on "big" breakfast prepared by a lovely chef at a trendy cafe. Then … [Read more...]
The drive each day to my work is not a particularly attractive one. Out of our new development suburbia you turn right onto the old highway, past a semi-industrial area, through roundabouts which could take you off to the flourescent lit, big-chain supermarket where they can sell you everything you will ever need, all under the one roof. Or the … [Read more...]
Remember when you were little and you used to set up your dolls for a tea party? You dished out yummy cakes (sometimes real, sometimes made of mud and sometimes just a figment of your imagination). You poured watery tea from your plastic tea set. You told dolly she needed to behave or she wouldn't be allowed seconds. Last Sunday I got to enjoy … [Read more...]
It seemed like a simple enough task. Allison Tait over at Life in a Pink Fibro posted a photo of herself from third grade and challenged others to do the same. Great, I thought, that could make a cute blog post. Then the search began. I had my high school photos here at home, but no sign of primary school shots. My mother was away, so I did what … [Read more...]
Can someone point me in the direction of a woman who manages to put herself first? I know that old analogy of "put the oxygen mask on yourself first otherwise you won't be in any fit state to help the children anyway" yet anything in relation to myself ends up at the bottom of the to do list, and I'm fairly confident I'm not the only one in this … [Read more...]
The Hippie Child goes into Year 10 next year. After that there's two years of intensity for the HSC and then she has to head out into the big, wide world. The question of "what do you want to be when you grow up?" is starting to be asked with a serious tone. We've gone through what she likes about her school subjects, we've (ok I've) started … [Read more...]
When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried? Has it been a while? I've been thinking about the concept of fun this week. Firstly, going through the photo albums of the kids when they were younger, I was struck by their huge smiles. They simply looked joyous in every shot. A little bit of that is lost as they get older. Maybe they are … [Read more...]
This morning I'm struggling to craft a coherent post, so instead of a single topic, considered and well thought out, you will get a random collection of the out-of-context thoughts of a tired, emotionally challenged woman who is trying to come to terms with the fact the coffee that gets her started in the morning may be contributing to the … [Read more...]
I am exhausted this morning. Last night I played the longest, hardest game of soccer EVER. Oh all right, I was on the sideline but I swear I ran every inch of that field in my mind. It was finals night. Five minutes from the end we were leading 1 - 0. The Grand Final was in sight. Then the opposition scored. As the ref blew the final whistle we … [Read more...]
