Well, I was blonde….

For some reason that I can’t quite fathom, I decided it was time to start messing around with my hair.

Initially, I thought I was just over having highlights.  They take too long and stress me out.  I had no intention of being anything other than blonde.  And then something started to brew in my mind.

I have always been envious of people who would change their hair colour around with the blink of an eye.  I have never been brave enough.  I have had great fun helping people pick their new hair colours.  Trying to convince them (and failing miserably) to try the colours I wish I could.  But I have always – with the exception of the “pig in a wig” days when I was about 23 – been blonde.

But… Continue reading


Feed Your Body

So, I haven’t been blogging for a while.  Firstly I was super busy at work (which, strangely I really enjoyed!), and then I got sick.

For some reason, every year around this time, I get stomach issues.  This year was a record though… 2 stomach bugs in 2 weeks.  The first was fairly mild.  The second made me take 3 days from work.  However, these were totally eclipsed by food poisoning.  I really wish I was joking.  Somehow, even though I was hardly eating a thing, I managed to get bacterial gastroenteritis, or food poisoning.  Not only that, I think it’s highly likely that I gave it to myself.  This is my most shameful confession.

It has absolutely tortured me.  How can someone who cooks as much and as well as I do, manage to give themselves food poisoning!?  I am totally blaming the meat – chicken.  It must not have been fresh or something.

Whatevs.  Silver lining is that I have lost 10kg.  Ok, so I had to be hospitalised and so ill I couldn’t think straight for that to happen, but I just don’t care.  I am taking it as a win!

There is another silver lining.  I am learning things. Continue reading


Please do yourselves a favour, and read this incredible piece by “Dirty, Naked, Happy”, HERE.

There is generally some disagreement as to whether World Autism Awareness Month is March or April, but quite frankly, I don’t care.  Whatever month is is, awareness month or not, you should read this.

My 4yr old nephew is autistic.  That’s all I am going to say about him really.  It’s not my story to tell.  But this article has given me a new found level of respect for my sister.  I didn’t think it was possible to admire her anymore for the way she looks after by ‘bubbie boy’, but it is.

Being an expat, I only have stolen moments with him.  It is of no surprise that for the longest time I was just a stranger in his eyes.  It hurt incredibly but it’s one of the sacrifices we make when we chose to move abroad.  As such, I miss out of all of the day to day things.  I struggle to understand sometimes why she just doesn’t tell him to sit down and behave like a good boy.  Me.  Yes, me.  Knowing as much as I do.  Reading as much as I have.  Listening to my Mum and Sister as much as I have.  Loving them both with a fierceness that scares me.  I still have these unconscious thoughts sneak in.  I am deeply ashamed of that.

What I do not do however, is voice them.  Be it to my sister, or the mother of a child having a tantrum in the middle of the grocery store.  You never know peoples stories.  It could well be a very poorly behaved spoilt brat, but it could equally be a child with special needs who has just become overwhelmed.  It could well be an uninterested mother who doesn’t care that the child is making a holy show of both of them, it could also be a mother who has to stand quietly by.

Please take a moment to read this mothers’ blog post, and think next time you are about to admonish that mother in that store.