Am I still a blogger if I don’t blog?
Taking a break from shoving Easter eggs in my mouth, I take a moment to ponder my identity as a blogger. As you know, when I’m on teacher practical experience with my shirt tucked in and my death stare...
View ArticleIt’s gross work, but someone has to do it
I won’t puke out of sympathy, I will just throw a bowl under your mouth and ram your face into it, perhaps a tad too enthusiastically. Obviously, I do not have a delicate stomach. Something that is...
View ArticleIf you’re not stressed, you don’t want it badly enough
It’s okay, my eye isn’t twitching out messages in Morse code….yet. I suspect that will happen in the next few weeks. I had one of my hot shower revelations this week – when you’re embarking upon a new...
View ArticleStop! Identify yourself!
Hi, my name is Michelle, I’m currently studying towards my teacher qualifications and will graduate end of 2013, majoring in English and ICT. You can find me blogging sporadically at Blundermum....
View ArticleA foolproof way to get into your skinny jeans after a Summer of excess
Typically, people gain weight over Winter and discover folds of fresh pudding joy come the first rays of Summer sun. I for one was too busy last Winter wearing skinny jeans and being a sugar-refusing...
View ArticleDentists visited: 3, teeth fixed: 0
Weasel’s teeth are still not fixed, and I’m coming up to the final option of holding her down, Cuckoo’s Nest style. You may recall our general dentist sent us to the pediatric specialist who...
View ArticleWelcome to the mid-late thirties!
As February approached, I began doing maths on a regular basis. Surely I’d miscounted and I was still only 31 years old, barely into my 30′s. This wasn’t all denial, I often forget how old I am and...
View ArticlePlaying hardship bingo – and winning
It’s not often I get to go through the same toll point 4 times within 20 minutes. You’d almost think I was doing laps of the city, just for fun. Alas no, I was listening to my iPhone GPS – foolishly...
View ArticleNo more mean girls – Part 1
Last year Weasel was in prep and we had our first taste of the beast known as ‘mean girls’. She would come home from school with tales of recess and lunchtime woe, excluded from this or that, and...
View ArticleThe tooth fairy gets her revenge
I knew we were looking at braces for Weasel when she was older, and I had put that in the ‘ignore for now, because I will win lotto before then’ bag. I’m really good at denial like that. In an effort...
View ArticleRules for sub-par parenting
I’ve been babysitting my nephews a lot lately, and come to the conclusion I should never be a kindergarten teacher. Turns out the rules for being around me are not quite the norm, mostly they’re...
View ArticleThe joy of helpdesk
I’ve been putting off calling my internet provider helpdesk for about a year now. It turns out I would rather deal with intermittent loss of internet, even when it stays off all night occasionally –...
View ArticleNip nip. I’m a lobster.
Do you ever have those weeks days where you just don’t wanna? Do the dishes? Nah. Bake something tasty? Nah. Write a blog post? Nah. Oh ho, a Liebster Award nomination? Well just because I’ve ignored...
View ArticleSmarter than Stephen Hawking
I am a genius. Eddie McGuire told me so, along with most of the rest of Australia. That was a great night, and not boring and drawn out at all. Still, it was nice to have my inflated ego stroked with...
View ArticleTake it easy, sweets
Those were my instructions for yesterday. I always follow instructions. Yep. So in the interest of taking it easy yesterday, I only: I’m told those wall shadows are nuclear explosion burns of a...
View ArticleLetting the team down
With all the media coverage regarding the recent changes to single parent pension eligibility, I thought I would put my voice in the ring and publicly side with the government. Wait! Aren’t you a...
View ArticleThe trouble with traveling
I had to drive a whole 250km away from the city for our little holiday. I know, so far. It’s so far that if we were in horse drawn carriages we wouldn’t have bothered, not without stopping at inns for...
View ArticleFa la la PMS sodding la
This Christmas I was rather humbug. I didn’t hang any decorations, I didn’t even unpack the tree. I told the kids there was no point as the dog would just trash it and we weren’t going to be home on...
View ArticleI met this guy…
This one time, at band camp, my bf and I drove into the city to visit an adult shop. Well, that was his intent. I was in it for the big city shoe offerings and had no intention of buying the things he...
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