Adventures in eyebrow wax

It’s so very disappointing when a good concept fails to deliver on its promise. I thought I’d hit the jackpot with this, since it can be hard to trust expensive salon girls and yet plucking is a tedious and imprecise compromise. Oh, Nad’s. I had such high hopes for you, and yet when push came [...]

When you eat alone

So, this was well-timed. The Boy is away for the month: two weeks in Puckapunyal, driving, uh, things (okay, vehicles with acronyms I’ve neither heard before nor can remember how to pronounce), back for four days, Sydney for some reason for another fortnight. I’m at home with the kitten, still not employed, enjoying DVDs, illness, [...]

In praise of public libraries

Since I handed in all my assessment, I’ve been on an absolute book binge. A few things coincided to gift me with this ‘free time’ I’ve been hearing so much about – no school, no freelance deadlines, no Boy. (Fret not, gentle readers, he is merely exploding things in the country somewhere and will trudge [...]

A cat named Henry Sugar

Right now I am typing with a kitten curled up on my lap, purring and occasionally raising its head to bat at the keyboard. The Boy brought him home the other day: by which I mean I rang my mum to see if I could borrow the car, she said, “I’m just in your area! [...]

Spectacles

Huh. I felt for sure that I must have written by now about my spectacle fetish; my lens lust, if you will. But searching through the archives, I couldn’t find anything. I cannot believe that I have been writing this thing, on and off, for two years without some sort of drunken ode to the [...]

The gold dress

Gold or yellow or mustard, Grecian in cut, polished cotton or linen and it fits like a glove. I’m not really in a position to be buying dresses at the moment, or anything else really, but it lit up in the corner of my eye when I walked home the other day. Our new place [...]

Southside!

So, we’d just about given up on moving – the market is terrible, our house is charming and cosy, we’re living on a shoestring at the moment. All things pointed to a snug winter in Brunswick, and yet an art deco flat has fallen into our laps like some delapidated plum.
I’m inclined to credit my [...]

Food and drink round-up

Since assessment has finished, I’ve found myself on a cooking rampage. In the last week or so, I’ve made (apart from normal breakfasts and dinners and things); mushroom ragout with soft polenta; gnocchi; hot cross buns; rhubarb cake; plum cake; scones; and two semi-experimental loaves of bread, which turned out a bit like damper after [...]

Not dead yet

Lest you think I have succumbed to tonsillitis, I just wanted to assure you that I am not dead. Yet. I may be by the end of this essay – I just read an abstract containing the following sentence:
French sociologist Pierre Bourdieu rejected philosopher Jacques Derrida’s deconstruction of Immanuel Kant’s concept of aesthetics.
See you on [...]

Illin’

Well, the sore joints and scratchy throat persist – it turns out I have an exciting dollop of tonsillitis. I went to the doctor the other day to get cold and flu medication and got the dizzies in the waiting room. Apparently fainting is a great way to skip the queue – they made an [...]