Seriously
Okay either I've annoyed the travel karma fairies or qantas has. I am once again stuck in Singapore. At least this time (knock wood, cross fingers, turn and spit over my shoulder (or I would but I'd get in trouble for that here)) it's only a five hour delay. I'm...
Guten morgen
Well, Guten tag to my aussie readers and guten whatever is appropriate to anyone else not in Germany. Where I finally am after a trip that turned into the usual Mel travelling comedy of errors. My connecting flight from Singapore to Frankfurt was cancelled, so the...
Preparation
It's been a busy week. I'm off to Germany tomorrow for a flying work trip, so have been running around doing the usual pre-overseas trip stuff...buying currency, decanting things into less than 100ml bottles for the plane...making lists...doing laundry...trying to...
Winged again
The girls seem to have gone into pondering mode. So much for a speedy revision process. They don't want to write, instead, they want me to watch the West Wing. I don't know what fascinates me so much about the West Wing. I mean, I've seen every season at least four...
Red hot iron man
Toddled off to the movies this afternoon to see this: It pretty much rocked. I've always been a fan of Robert Downey Jr (way back since I cried when he died in Less Than Zero). Let's just say I'm still a fan (and may be harbouring a wish to be Pepper Potts). The movie...
Sometimes it’s the little things
Today I ate a Tim Tam (okay 2 Tim Tams)...and some chips! Yes, hooray, the evil diet is dead (or at least terminal, there are still a few no-nos). Of course, now that I've had my junk fix of things I've been craving (apart from cheese, I'm trying not to go crazy and...
Reason’s my mum is ace (yet slightly nutty)
1. The concept of a nailpolish called "I'm not really a waitress" makes her have hysterics for five minutes. 2. She can commentate the bird wars occurring in her vegie patch due to the bread she put out there. 3. She sends me text messages asking if I can eat such and...
Changing
I've never liked porridge. Not sure why, but something about the gloopy texture always put me off as a kid. Give me cold cereal all the way. Or toast and vegemite. Or yoghurt mostly since I've been working. But with the whole crazy diet and the waking up early comes...
I am klutz, hear me…ow?
Anyone else have clumsy times? I'm usually relatively unklutzy (apart from my unerring ability to cork my thigh on the pointy end of my bedframe at least once a fortnight) but in the last twenty four hours I've broken a bowl, a glass and two jars of spices (oh tiled...
Neil, before us
Last night Keri and I went to a literary dinner with Neil Gaiman who pretty much set a very high standard for how authors should behave at these things. He was funny and charming, read brilliantly (he has a great voice), talked intelligently despite the fact he's only...
