Nananananananana….Batstache!!!
byPretty sure you’ll all agree, nothing says doing good quite like a Batstache.
November, 2014
Noosa’s Tree of…Life?
byI don’t know who’s in charge of Christmas decorations for the shire, but I suspect they’ve either got an overactive Aussie humour gland or they should have gone to Specsavers.
What A Shit Storm
by“I do it!” Miss2 bellowed at me when I went to take her nappy off. Great, I thought. Fine. Less work for me.
Tell Me, Am I A Dick?
byApparently, I’m embarrassing.
Fat Chance
byWhat are the actual odds of winning on the pokies? The answer will shock you.
Do Cats Kill Grass?
by“Does cat pee kill grass?” my father asked my mother this week.
Why Chickens Make Horrible Pets
byI learned something very important this week. Chickens make very poor pets. And I think it’s my duty to tell the world why.
Paw Form
byI had the worst morning this week. And it started the night before.
Mo Means No
by“You remind me of someone with that moustache,” a girl at work told me this week. “I’ve got it! You know that television series Magnum?” OH YEAH BABY
When Two Idiots Meet
byI have a habit of making a bit of an idiot of myself wherever I go, be it parties, work or even to a petrol station.
The Day I Almost Helped Catch A Rapist
byWhen a story about Australian women being raped in Port Moresby was aired on Australian airwaves, the news quickly filtered through to the local expats. Staff at my dad’s workplace secured a copy of the program in question and maybe half a dozen families gathered at our house to watch it.
The Gingerbread Scam
by“Where are the gingerbread men?” my friend asked. Having just arrived home from work, she was standing at the fridge looking for the fruits, or rather biscuits, of last night’s hard labour.
Kids And Pocket Money
by“I want more moneeeeeeeey!” yelled Miss7. We’ve introduced a reward system for chores. So far, it seems popular.
Why I Hate The School Run
byIf the staff ever wonder why I look stressed when I arrive at work in the morning, this should enlighten them. This was last Friday.
Overheard In A Fitting Room
byI doubt there’ll be a parent, and more specifically a mother, who can’t relate to this post. This conversation happened in the fitting rooms of a department store in Gympie this very morning.