So this is New Years Eve

One of the reasons I began twittering was to see if any of the threads of ordinary life I occasionally jotted down there could later on be turned into a longer, better observed essay/post here. 90 per cent of the time, no, they haven’t, but I feel I need to refer back to a final few…

It’s a good thing Keira didn’t get the Bratz doll on Christmas Day…

…because I swear to God that all of my goodwill and cheer would’ve evaporated just as quickly as it did today when I spent a good part of twenty minutes separating the damned thing from all its packaging. Now I just have to reinforce the Velcro across her breasts because the poor darl’s baps keep…

Taking a temporary leave of absence

Today we’re travelling through mid-western NSW to visit Adam’s family and consequently my Internet access will be limited for a short while. I will return later with our Christmas recap, but I cannot leave without first sharing one story. As Keira opened this present: she exclaimed, “Oh! This is just like the one I saw…