As compensation for being off at work all of tomorrow (I carry on like a pork chop about these shifts but they aren’t actually that bad) – Mr SSG and I decided to have an on location date night.  As opposed to the usual location (the sofa, the flat screen and the dining room table…

So called because it is not Friday as we understand it for me, readers.  I am in fact putting in a legendary 15 hours tomorrow.  The forecast is for rain here in Sydney, so I do not feel so deprived. Facts (the rainy weekend and my shift at work) that can’t possibly have gone unnoticed…

Secrets and lives: Angels in New York   I’ve just started watching this documentary on SBS and I am enthralled.  It tells the journey of a couple of Sydney-siders as they take their first major musical production to New York City – specifically for it to open on Broadway.  Culturally and physically, they seem to be…

Written in response to the blog this challenge . We would be sitting in a quiet cafe having a coffee.  My  Younger Self, with an enviable metabolism would be having a pot of tea and a large slice of chocolate mud cake (for I was young when mud cake was The Dessert in Australia and I…

  The Scene: Saturday night after Restorative Yoga that was mentally but not physically restorative, SSG and R are in the lounge room settling in for the night.  R has thoughtfully phoned for the takeaway (pizza – Duos in Woolwich, you do great pizza with generous amounts of topping and perfect seasoning). Sport of some…

  If you’re in Sydney at the moment, I  hope you’re loving this weather.  The mornings are not too hot and though it is getting a little darker for those of us who wake up at the insane hour of 6am on a weekend just for the hell of it, us early birds are rewarded…

Friday evening is my favourite night of the week to blog.  Having survived the working week, the weekend stretches out before me.  Potential adventures seem limitless. I am still observing Frugal February.  Only two more days to go.  So I’m celebrating at home, with R (who is transfixed by the cricket – tonight’s game does…

Well, the excitement about today’s Sydney magazine was justified.  Once I got past Our Latest Premier on the cover, and the 20 questions put to Our Latest Premier, Christina Keneally and The Leader Of The Opposition, Barry O’Farrell – henceforth known as BOF (because BO would have been so very wrong).  It was very atmsopheric…

I like Wednesday evenings.  It means I’ve survived hump day and it’s the down hill slide to the weekend.  It’s been a hectic week and I’ve managed to get by without a major dummy spit or panic attack. Caffeine helps. Conveniently, it was a restorative class at yoga tonight.  Slower poses, held longer but I…

Continuing my theory of hormones being the answer to the unexplained in human behaviour and emotion, I present Sydney Shop Girl on testosterone.  I have officially moved on from greige and discovered the blues. I was greeted by this blue Holden ute in our driveway when I got home from work.  R was giving it…