Contemplations on eyebrow hair

From there to here,
From here to there,
Crazy eyebrow hairs
Beware.

Here’s one that’s long,
Here’s one that’s grey,
Here’s one that needs a pluck
Today.

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hair don’ts you say?

  • By Alison
  • 4 November, 2009
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Why is is that hairdressers suck at blow drying? Now I love my hairdresser – I really do. She cuts a mean haircut, and it works for me just the … Continue Reading →


Extrospective

  • By Alison
  • 23 May, 2009
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In the fledgling moments of birth, this blog has rapidly gone through several iterations of title. I started it on a subdomain of mine that read my.spayce.com – which I’ve … Continue Reading →


Bodyshock

  • By Alison
  • 21 November, 2008
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I’ve come to the conclusion that my body just doesn’t like to be messed about with. A few months ago I had an operation on my sinuses. It was a … Continue Reading →


Confessing to an addiction

I’ve struggled with addition for a long time. Well not to much struggled. I’ve embraced it pretty well for years. I accept that I live in a state of acceptance, … Continue Reading →


4.30 wake up call

  • By Alison
  • 9 December, 2007
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Hearing the doorbell ring at 4.30 in the morning is a disconcerting thing. To start with, your subconscious has to wake up your conscious brain and get you moving. Then … Continue Reading →


updates

  • By Alison
  • 3 December, 2007
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I know we’ve been quiet for a while – there hasn’t been an official push since 6th November. But doesn’t mean that behind the scenes is in any way quiet!


Rest in Peace, Dori

I’ve just found out that an online friend of mine died a few months ago. I am totally shocked that someone so vibrant and brash as Dori could be gone, … Continue Reading →


how time’s fun when you’re having flies…

  • By Alison
  • 10 May, 2007
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…Or so the witty saying goes. Two weeks until I fly to Sydney, with 2 small girls in my hand luggage. I’ve spent the last few days trying to sort … Continue Reading →