my dishy man

He is dishy, of course. But that misleading title belongs to a little diatribe all about my man and his relationship with our dishwasher.

If you’ve ever read the first ever blog post I wrote – written back in the days when blogs hadn’t been invented yet (1996), but published here on this blog in 2007 – you’ll see that the washing machine and my husband don’t see eye to eye. That relationship deteriorated to the point that he was banned from touching it before we were even married. I’d be surprised if he even knew where it was these days.

The washing machine might be out of the picture, but the dishwasher has struggled on, trying desperately to please. It’s never been a good relationship, but he’s never managed to flood a neighbour’s kitchen with it, which is always a plus…

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new life, dirty sheets and old pizza crusts

The title of this post has nothing to do with anything really. I just had a sudden visual of what might be lurking under the pile of toys and dirty … Continue Reading →

FML? Please don’t.

I learnt a new phrase the other day, when someone noted that they’d just learnt what a certain acronym meant. I hadn’t even noticed it in use before this person … Continue Reading →

Pants on the floor? No star for you!

As you may know already, I am in love with my iphone. Everything that a girl could want to do can be done on it. And when I say everything, I … Continue Reading →

twenty ten. A resolution free year

I don’t do resolutions. Well that’s a sort of lie, what I actually do is make resolutions every month. And always the same ones. And I almost, but not quite … Continue Reading →

All I want for Christmas is a lobotomy

Picture this… A flickering fire low in the fireplace. The glimmer reflected in the baubles swinging gently on the tree, and perched on the edge of the over stuffed armchair, … Continue Reading →

The christmas lists

What I’ve loved most about driving around Sydney this christmas is the wonderful greenness of it all. There is an obvious difference between the green of Sydney, and the green of … Continue Reading →

I’m a legal alien, like a prawn.

I am finding myself in an increasingly intriguing position in life, in that I’ve started to feel a bit like an alien in my own land. It’s my own fault, … Continue Reading →

Lest we forget… that people piss us off

  • By Alison
  • 23 November, 2009
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Remembrance day has been and gone, but I don’t see anything wrong with talking about it on any other day of the year, because to be honest – it’s one … Continue Reading →

When I’m nervous, I twitter

Today was a day to get things done. The to-do list was almost a flow chart, and and an overflowing one at that. There were two main categories into which … Continue Reading →