Decisions, decisions….
So many friends have sent this to me, I figured it was a sign I’d better do something with it!
Immature Ageing
Last night I was woken up by the sudden realisation that I’m only fifteen years off turning fifty. Fifty. Five Zero. FIFTY. Boy did that ever start a major midnight meltdown. I can’t possibly be that close to fifty. I’ve only just started feeling like I’ve hit my stride, like I’m actually getting somewhere. I haven’t… Read More Immature Ageing
Never Noticed…
If I really were in love I would notice so much more about her than I do. The way she laughs head back girly hand on knee. A hand that brushes her fringe aside reapplies lipstick after every wine. She pins her hair and repins her hair as she speaks as she… Read More Never Noticed…
The Break-Up
Winter, we need to break up. It’s not me, it’s you. I know you’re only doing what’s expected of you, but it’s been almost three months and I’m just not happy. I have been trying so hard to compromise – I wear beanies and boots, even though they give me flat hair and make me… Read More The Break-Up
Transcending the Olympics
The Olympics. That curious time once every four years where I find myself glued to a television set, physically unable to take my eyes off the screen for even a second, and suddenly think…‘Why am I watching Rhythmic Gymnastics?’ What came first – The Leap Year or The Olympics? And were they called Leap Years… Read More Transcending the Olympics
50 Shades of New Farm
Even though he wore suits tailored cheaply in Hong Kong, his business card said he was the Assistant to the Associate Director of Commercial Leasing, and I was impressed. Despite being engaged to the second oldest son of the best cosmetic surgeon in Brisbane, I hungered for him to fill the empty hours between Bootcamp… Read More 50 Shades of New Farm
Love, Loss, and What She Wrote
In September 2009, I went to one of the first Broadway performances of Love Loss and What I Wore. Being a Nora Ephron junkie, I’d bought my ticket weeks earlier in Australia, the only show I booked before leaving home. My eagerness scored me a front row seat. The night I went, Rosie O’Donnell and… Read More Love, Loss, and What She Wrote
As Dreams Take Flight
I’ll sit amongst the trees today And watch their branches sway I’ll imagine that they’re fanning a breeze To set you on your way. I’ll lie upon the blades of grass And make angels in the earth I’ll wish that they could come to life To prove to me love’s worth. I’ll run along the… Read More As Dreams Take Flight
The Donkeys, The Muppets and Me.
I donkey voted today, and I feel a bit dirty about it. I didn’t do it out of a lack of respect for the voting system, nor because I thought it would be funny or smart. I did it because for me personally, it was the most honest decision I could make, the one that… Read More The Donkeys, The Muppets and Me.
A MOMENT
“Hold your hand up.” “Why?” “Just do it. Palm facing me.” I held my hand up as she asked. She pressed her hand against mine, aligning our fingers and wrists. “Do you feel that?” “What?” She pressed more firmly. “That.” Slowly I began to feel the gentle pulse of her blood and mine beating at… Read More A MOMENT
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