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I know men are typically expected to control the remotes, but that doesn’t happen like that on the bus.
As well as my latest anecdote, I’ve included a video of me getting the car onto our trailer, and photos from Port Fairy and Warrnambool
Tracey and I have each discovered something different about public toilets.
I am not a new parent so I should have known better…is what Tracey growled at me.
Here are my top ideas for something to bring-a-long to Christmas lunch so you appear helpful while still conserving energy for the present opening. It won’t surprise you to learn I’m super lazy about it 🙂
Not sure how it plays out with other families, but with only two sleeps until the big man in red delivers our kids their prizes for being good this year, we’re at the point of our family tradition where I don’t get to spend much time with my wife.
It’s not as hard you think…is something I only like to say when referring to Christmas. Christmas is the most wonderful, magical, exciting, smile-attracting and enthusiastically anticipated time of the year. Even more-so than Father’s Day. But it’s also stressful. Well good news, folks, I’m here to help.
Thank you to Woolworths for sponsoring this post 🙂
I don’t claim to have been much of an expert of the fairer sex when I was a young man, but I’m pretty sure I remember something about how desirable being swept off your feet and carried off to a fairytale castle was.
“I reckon I’d have made a great candle maker,” I told my kids as we watched a bloke dunk another string of candles into…
I just got lucky.
“What’s wrong?” Tracey asked from somewhere behind me and to my left. “Why are we stopping?”
I love petting zoos. There, I’ve said it. So when we came around a sweeping curve on the Gippsland Hwy and a series of…
This idea is a little bit priceless.
Even though Tracey has already started the Christmas shopping, as a rainy day exercise she encouraged our kids to write out their Christmas lists for Santa this weekend.
WARNING: This story has some imagery which isn’t for the faint of heart or weak of stomach or people who don’t like to say eww out loud. But it is funny.
I’m currently perched on a stool at a cafe tapping into my laptop and wondering if it’s safe to go home yet.