Shambolic Living

You can run, but you can’t hide

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I may have extricated myself from my family for four days to attend WordCamp Gold Coast  (and let me tell you that takes more logistical manoeuvres than the allied troops arrival in Afghanistan) but when my youngest daughter discovered I could check my messages it was on ... … [Read more...]

Project 44 – One Woman’s Overcrowded Wish List & One Year To Do It All

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It's one month until my birthday.  As I head towards my 44th year on this planet I am conflicted.  Having seen my skinny, fit husband survive a double heart bypass at just 42 years of age I understand life is precious.  But it doesn't mean I have to enjoy the wrinkles - and why didn't anyone tell me eyelid droop was part of aging? I'm sure I didn't … [Read more...]

Is the Family Holiday Dead?

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I'm feeling a little guilty at the moment (a lapsed Catholic I feel guilty almost constantly).  It's school holidays and we have gone nowhere.  Now if that was a once off I wouldn't mind, but we spend a lot of holidays, well not actually holidaying anywhere. You can count on one hand the number of organised holidays we have taken.  Stradbroke … [Read more...]

It’s A Shambles

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Some days are diamonds and some days are just a bloody shambles. In this blog I will be exploring my futile attempts to create order from chaos, raise respectable children, earn a living that will at least pay the bills and somewhere in between have some sort of LIFE. … [Read more...]

Mum’s Taxi

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Rain, hail or shine Mum's taxi service operates day in and day out at our house.  The school run, the after school activities, the play dates, the birthday parties, the soccer games all require mum-power to make sure everyone is where they are supposed to be at the right time. … [Read more...]

Grey stairs.
Father with two daughters.