Moderate your moderation
I heard the most sage advice from a friend the other day. We were chatting about the ups and downs of raising kids; diet, sleep habits, attitudes, suppressing the desire to strangle them in their sleep, etc etc. Just theโฆ
Everyday Life
Bloody bedtime
I write this as once again, I sit on a terribly uncomfortable tiny plastic kids chair next to Albi’s door, as I try in vain to channel my hidden jedi skills to mind-fuck him to sleep. And now it’s alsoโฆ
Institutionalised going solo
I’ve always been one to do things my way. Not in an “I’m better than you” kinda way, just that I like to think that “there’s nothing I can’t do” kind of way. This has proved to be a realโฆ
My summer
Sliding across the fly screen door I step outside into the late afternoon. The air is thick and humid and my body responds with a sheen of sweat that immediately begins to dampen my clothes. I flop down onto theโฆ
Merry balanced Christmas
We’ve had a great time so far back in Melbourne. Staying with family, visiting old friends, sleeping in (to a degree), bitching about the traffic and inclement weather like the locals we once were. Reminiscing about events and good timesโฆ
My review of Babar, the little elephant
So I’m sitting on the floor in Albi’s room (as usual) going through the same old routine of good Dad / bad Dad / just try to relax mate / go the fuck to sleep. While I have such ampleโฆ
The horror of Christmas and the school holidays
Look, I know I live pretty much day to day, going with the flow and trying to live a carefree life in the heart of hippyville these days, but fuck me; how did it get to 3 weeks to Christmasโฆ
One of “Those days”
I’m sitting here on a Wednesday night waiting for Grace’s six-a-side soccer to be over and done with. It’s just started raining, I don’t know where Albi is (and frankly don’t care), I haven’t, and won’t even bother watching theโฆ
We are not aliens
This post was inspired by a recent conversation I had with a very close friend. She unfortunately has yet another friend who is in the final stages of this horrible fucking cancer thing. Her friend’s partner, who sounds like anโฆ
Being happily sad
Last night I watched Grace, aged 9, take on her first full-on adults rollercoaster at Dreamworld. She loved it of course and is now planning her assault on the new death-trap spew-machine at Movie world (I hate rides). Not oneโฆ
Why my kids are my role models
They can be a total pain in the arse, drive me to the brink of sanity on a daily basis, show two-fifths of fuck all respect for me and are generally ungrateful turds. They have perfected the art of provocationโฆ
Shit time of year soz
Iย just realised that I haven’t posted anything of substance for quite some time sorry guys. This time of year is particularly tough from about September onwards. Grace’s birthday, my birthday, Renee’s birthday, our wedding anniversary, Xmas, new years. Soโฆ