A fish out of water...

I am an atheist - and I'm writing a front page story about how wonderful a christian community this is.

I am a leftie - and I live & work in the heart of Liberal's safest Federal & State seats.

I'm a greenie - in a town where mining & fishing are the big lifesavers & local farmers are pushing for GM moratoriums to be lifted.

A single, divorced mum of two in a town of five-child married-forever, five-generation families.

I'm feeling a little bit out of touch this week

Something to aim for...

Does anyone else enjoying the irony of watching Australia's Biggest Loser with a packet of Tim Tams and a can of Coke?
I like to watch Top Model in a tracksuit & ugg boots too.

New skills...

I recently joined a certain alliterative weight loss program with a friend (and that’s the last time we’ll talk about it).
This involves the military-style planning of every meal and snack, every day, and the obsessive counting of calories.

In the words of my friend YummyMummy:
'I don't know if I'm losing weight but my maths is getting a whole lot better.'

The people in your neighborhood...

Centrelink scares me…

I’ve only had to be in a Centrelink office a handful of times but I remember last time, that while I waited I sat next to a woman who, I thought, had burped – but when I turned to look at her she lifted her cheek off the seat to let another one rip.

Maybe she was part of a motivation program to get people back into work.
God knows I now never want to go back there.

Pets in perspective...

I don't want any more pets.
Love them as I do, I'm not sure I want the pets I have.

I'm not meant to nurture living things.
If my children didn't know where the peanut butter is they wouldn't make it through some days.
I wish, instead of dogs & cats & turtles & children I just had siamese fighting fish.
At least when they go postal at each other all the mess stays in one bowl...oh, and you're not allowed to flush your nine-year-old down the toilet when you're tired of him or he's torn off his sister's head.