Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own. – Mary Schmich Gawd remember how contorted we used to get in the back seat of your Cortina? Yeah…what was that colour called [...]
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the egg convo
Posted in Challenge, getting older, memories, November, Writing on November 17, 2009 | 2 Comments »
powder and paint make a girl what she aint…
Posted in Challenge, getting older, November, women on November 5, 2009 | 3 Comments »
“Do one thing every day that scares you.” -Mary Schmich I don’t wear a lot of make-up but when a friend of mine heard that I remove it every night with *shock* and *horror* just plain-ole-water she looked at me as repulsed with my habits as though I had just told her that last [...]
The silver little focker
Posted in getting older, kids, mid life crisis, old age on September 23, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Today my kids were lucky enough to be invited to a bowling party hosted by players from Melbourne Victory. I have to admit that I don’t really follow soccer, so I quickly gave myself a Google education and we headed off -autograph book in hand. While we were driving to the bowling alley the kids [...]
Ladies it’s time to trim the hedges.
Posted in apology, getting older, private bits, women on September 18, 2009 | 3 Comments »
In Melbourne Spring arrives in suggestive doses. A day of sunshine mingles with three or four of chill. Then there’s two days of sunshine in a row- teasing us to prematurely shed our coats and scarves (but not…I repeat not our knee high boots). Like true Melburnians we will then friggin’ curse that left [...]
How Red Rooster Chips transform into Licorice.
Posted in dating, Family, Food, getting older, memories, mid life crisis, Travel, Uncategorized on September 14, 2009 | 3 Comments »
On the weekend we took a day trip down to Phillip Island. Along the way we stopped for some road-munchies at the local supermarket. I had a bit of a tummy upset so I grabbed some licorice (need I say anymore??!!??). In the car I snapped open the bag and popped a black stick into dear [...]