Hanging with Frans.

Hanging with Frans.

While it’s nice living down the Gold Coast, being close to the beach and generally living a slower paced life, I miss Brisbane and my friends a lot. We went up for a picnic at New Farm Park on Sunday in absolutely scorching heat, but you know the best thing about being around friends in…

Happy day Dad.

Happy day Dad.

In Australia and a bunch of other countries it’s Father’s Day today! Happy day to all the fathers over the world, and also love to those with fathers who aren’t here. I made my Dad a cupcake diorama displaying his little boat “Bite me” in a choppy ocean. Of course there are some inaccuracies. His…

Meet Miffy.

Meet Miffy.

[Warning: There’s an animated gif at the end of this post!] They say the internet is for cat lovers, but I have always been a dog lover. My family have always had dogs (and birds!) including Sasha the doberman, Phoebe the poodle, and Molly the poodle and King Charles cavalier cross. When Nick and I…

Settling in.

Settling in.

Since moving I’ve been quiet, but I’m taking some time out to settle in. Where I was once at home in the city, bordered by big buildings and noise while everyone went about their Very Important Business around me, I’m now allowing myself to sink into a world that is much slower and kinder. There’s…

30 by 2012: Stuff I want to do.

30 by 2012: Stuff I want to do.

My parents have tried to instill in me the importance of setting goals but I am generally quite a foot-loose and fancy-free type of person. I’ve always floated through life content with pursuing knowledge and experiences organically because life has always seemed to be the sort of thing best served largely unplanned with a side…

Things.

Things.

Today we started packing in earnest and began sorting stuff we will take with us, stuff we will dump and stuff we will sell. Tomorrow: more of the same as per my enthusiastic mind map pictured. Please forgive me for this reflective brain dump as I prepare to move to a different city and minimise…

I do like the beach, but I do not like sand.

I do like the beach, but I do not like sand.

Writing has always been my way of expressing things that daren’t pass my lips but as my blog stats grow and grow I feel like blogging and emailing have also morphed into another way of talking. This tricksy world has forced me into communicating my feelings instead of keeping them bottled up. How dare it!?…

Dearest Womby, my Schmicko.

Dearest Womby, my Schmicko.

Happy third wedding anniversary to my lovely Schmicko! I still can’t believe it’s been three years since that gorgeous night we got married with our friends and family around us. I was the sort of woman who didn’t think she’d get married. It just wasn’t on my radar. Even though Nick and I had been…