Yesterday the bogan festivities began with a lunch with the out laws. They had wanted to take us out to a Leagues Club and shout us lunch. ...

I frequently wonder what it would be like to live in a ‘normal’ house.  With a ‘normal’ family. Because it tends to become a tad, um, shal...

Recently it became obvious that the boys were in dire need of a hair cut. They could possibly be mistaken for girls if I left it much longer...

Since our recent holiday was such a (tedious bore) resounding success, I thought I would take a break from the sweeping sagas of our past an...

This week's Lounge topic is adult temper tantrums, so I am linking this old post about the time I slapped my own mother. I know. Shamef...

I remember when I used to live a tragic life. You know you have a tragic life when you're sitting at home on a Friday night, at age 21, ...

Sport and I do not mix.  I associate all sport with the three B's, ie. Bats, Balls, BOOORRRRING.  It all started in year 4 at primary sc...

Time for the stunning conclusion of a day in my life. Read on for fascinating insight. PART THREE The boys now all sit gape jawed lookin...

As promised here is Part Two of the gripping saga that is my life.  Read on for drama, suspense and intruige. PART TWO Micky Blue Eyes h...

Howdy folks.  Due to the fact that my life is so thrilling and glamorous (you, know the chops, three veg and tubs of gumption kind of glamor...