Parenting By The Stars (and also me)
Reading is a really big part of my life, as is writing, of course. The idea of not being able to do those things as well as I need to is upsetting to me but that’s the reality for many people living with dyslexia.
The Bachelor NZ: All The Single Ladies
I haven’t watched a competitive dating show in years. The last ones I subjected myself to were ‘Flavor of Love’ and that Bret Michaels one where everyone, and I do mean everyone, was terrible.
Cashing in on street donations
It’s always interesting to have an experience that puts you on the other side of where you usually see things. I did that earlier this week when I took part in Plunket’s annual fundraising drive by shaking a bucket and looking hopefully at people outside my local branch of The Warehouse. Now oftentimes I am…
Cricket has me in its grips
When I was growing up, it seemed that summer time meant playing outside, mostly because of the better weather but at least partially because daytime television was dominated by cricket coverage.
Project TARDIS: Armageddon Cosplay
I’ve just been at Armageddon Expo*, the annual pop culture convention. I go most years. It’s a bit of a mixed bag of which I’m only really interested in 30% but there were a couple of years after the earthquakes when I couldn’t go so I try to make the effort now
Unhinged ginger binge
Over the summer I went slightly mad for boozy ginger beers. Not “dancing on tabletops” mad, I have a toddler to take care of and trust me when I say hangovers and demanding babies are not a good combination. Basically, I just wanted to try as many of the different ginger beers available.
Charity shop of horrors
In recent years I have become increasingly fond of op shops. Often I’ll enter one not knowing what I’m even looking for, only that I have the urge to “rummage”.
Exit via the rear windshield (and try to remember the baby)
Earlier this week a woman was rescued by police from a car that shortly afterwards sank into the Waitemata Harbour. Dramatic photos of this event have sparked the imagination.
Literacy skills fail
Remember when I got engaged a little while ago? The good news is my engagement ring is now fully insured. The bad news is if something happens the insurance company may pay out in carrots.
Concerted Efforts
Once upon a time, long, long ago going to a concert was simple. You bought your ticket, rocked up to one of the many centrally-located venues in town, drank beer out of plastic cups, got your toes mashed in the mosh pit, and (eventually) went home