My food obsession
I have been obsessed with food my whole life in one way or another. My obsession has run hot and hotter. There were times when I refused to eat, times…
The Wog Myth(s)
Like so many children of migrants, I spent most of my life rejecting my heritage. I was embarrassed by the annual sauce and sausage-making days, and just wanted a burger…
Day 13 – October 13th 2018 – Jeff’s Birthday!
Inmate release day for Jeff’s birthday. No words. Just pictures. Thanks to the breaker-outerers.
Day 6 – October 6 2018 *My First Weekend*
I’ve been thinking this morning about some of the group sessions, about values and goals. Values don’t have steps or end dates – they might change over time but that’s…
Day 5 – October 5 2018 with MUSIC and a Photo of Me
BP 100/80 Standing 110/80 Well, amazing what can happen in a few short minutes. This morning, I pulled down my holland blind; this is how I learn that they are…
Friday roundup
Even though I work on Saturdays, it still feels like Friday is the end of the week. I work in our shop for half a day with Jeff and it’s…
Cooking for Two on Mothers Day (An Ode)
On Mothers Day, I’m reminded of my childlessness, that I’ve never carried any number of children, that I bled for 8 days every 21 days for almost 30 years for…
Arranged marriages and other musings about wedded bliss
The topic on Insight this week was Attraction. Lovely subject, attraction. I remember listening to Doctor Karl on Triple J years ago talking about pheromones and how The Pill messes…
A thing about families…
From The Age: http://www.theage.com.au/opinion/its-time-to-enlarge-our-closed-family-circles-20090104-79t2.html It’s time to enlarge our closed family circles Brigid Delaney January 5, 2009 – 1:20AM FORGET wide brown land, forget the drought — when I returned…
A thing about families…
From The Age: http://www.theage.com.au/opinion/its-time-to-enlarge-our-closed-family-circles-20090104-79t2.html It’s time to enlarge our closed family circles Brigid Delaney January 5, 2009 – 1:20AM FORGET wide brown land, forget the drought — when I returned…