Death by Cretoxyrhina

The other day I nearly met my maker in the most embarassing of ways. Picture this: I am driving to work at 10:30 at night. I’ve just passed the Rex Lookout halfway between Cairns and Port Douglas and I have about 30km to go at this point. It’s a dark night, relatively cloudy but not…

Chomp!

Don’t worry, that wasn’t the sound of me biting off more than I can chew! That was me swallowing the last unpalatable bite of university for the year! FOREVER! Sort of. Unpalatable is the wrong word really. The assignments tasted like recycled cardboard and the university’s attitude towards certain things tasted like all the bitterness…

New Daddies and Cybermen

This morning we were playing around and I mentioned to Cailee that her daddy would be going away for a few days tomorrow. He’s got that guitar making trip to go on because I am an awesome wife. I’m so awesome that I just shut my mouth and paid for the extras he decided to…

Crocodiles eat peoples!

My daughter is currently obsessed with crocodiles. I have no idea how this obsession got hold of her. Sure, we live in Cairns where there are croc sightings and there are always news articles about dimwitted morons losing limbs/life to them but she can’t read the news so it’s probably escaped her notice. I should…

Terror Week

This week I have: A two-day quality and safety compliance audit at work that I am wholly and solely responsible for making sure we pass and will be the end of us if we don’t. 4 (yes, FOUR) university assignments due between tonight and Friday, totalling 7500 words. I’ve been super stressed about this and…

It Begins…

  Today marks the first day of a very stressful year. As of today, until I’m notified otherwise by my uni in Adelaide telling me they’ve screwed up again, I am now working full time and studying two separate degrees at two different universities. It is time to get Sheldon Cooper style organised. Yes, I…

Giving Birth During Cyclone Yasi

*This is very long and personal post about my daughter’s birth. But I’m sick to death of only hearing the ‘good’ stories while mine goes untold* February 1st is my daughter’s second birthday. A milestone that five or six years ago seemed completely impossible, yet it’s not a milestone I’m not yet able to embrace…