The isolation madness has set in and as a family who thrives on routine, we are all struggling with losing them. All our sports have been cancelled indefinitely. My husband is working from home. School holidays are in the second week and the weather hasn’t been particularly supportive of outdoor activity. That, my friends, is… Read More
Today’s activity needed to involve feeding my bottomless boys, as the Tupperware container I promised to keep full is now empty! Last Sunday I baked White Chocolate and Cranberry cookies and they are long gone! I was going to have a go at some artisan, no-knead bread (the last time I kneaded dough my arthritic… Read More
I asked my beautiful Mother In Law to make me some crochet rounds once and instead of doing that for me, she gave me a set of crochet hooks for Christmas! Luckily for me it came with free lessons – and it very quickly became a new hobby. I really enjoy the rhythm of… Read More
It’s April 6th, 2020 and for the last couple of weeks my little family of four has been adjusting to a life lived inside our medium sized, one living area, 1970s home. The COVID-19 Pandemic, declared on March 11, has changed life for most of the world, including us. Only my husband leaves the house… Read More
One of the things I hear a lot of my friends saying is that its hard to keep track of all the to TO DO THINGS and that is something I’ve had a bit of success with so I thought I’d share. My to do lists are long, seemingly never ending. Messy, never in the… Read More
I like to think of my diagnosis as something I have to care for, rather than something I am or have. It doesn’t define me – although its so consuming it often feels that way. Having a chronic diagnosis is like being given a badly trained, enormous, ill-tempered and exotic dog. Think Newfoundland crossed with… Read More
Do you have your favourite essential recipes scribbled on Post-It notes? Written in 5 different notebooks (because you can’t find the first one again when you need it)? Do you have oil information about blends, properties, how-tos and other useful stuff you want to remember pinned, tagged, stuck, torn out or scribbled in the back… Read More
In my experience, having a chronic diagnosis is like being given a badly trained, enormous, ill-tempered and exotic dog. Think Newfoundland crossed with a Mastiff. Now imagine knowing nothing about caring for dogs, having no time to train one and living in a small space with a your family of 4. Your job is to keep it healthy, train it somehow, stop it from destroying everything, still do all your usual life stuff and leave the house dressed and with your hair brushed.