The results of a study involving 41,000+ young people has shown that young Australians are smoking and drinking far less than they used to. A study done in 1999, the year that I finished high school, showed around 70% of surveyed teens had tried booze. By 2015, that had dropped to 45%. Teenage drinking is now something indulged in by the minority, according to this latest survey.
I want to tell you about my undies. Not just my regular ones but specifically, the period undies. Ladies reading along, you know what I’m talking about. The undies you wear once a month and at no other time unless you haven’t done the washing and you’re down to the daggy ones reserved specifically for when you’re surfing the crimson wave.
My family consists of two adults, a teen, two tweens and a toddler. We are literally cooking for six- thank god for the thermomix! In the colder months, the thermomix is awesome for winter warmer style dishes that can feed a tribe with ease. Here’s 3 of our staple winter …
Everyone is buzzing with the talk of the budget and specifically, the changes to the government Paid Parental Leave Scheme.
The government Paid Parental Leave scheme was first introduced by the Labor government in 2011 and granted all working women 18 weeks of parental leave paid at the national minimum wage.
I read an article a while back that said there were over 152 million blogs on the internet. The article was a couple of years old- by now there are probably shitloads more. Mum blogs, dad blogs, food blogs, fashion blogs, beauty blogs, personal blogs, whatever-the-hell-kind-of-blog this one is and no doubt many more including the ever popular health blog.
I’m noticing a lot of talk about vaccination lately. I’m pretty sure it’s due to it’s due to the measles outbreak in the USA that originated in the Disneyland theme park in California. I’ve seen other bloggers posting impassioned pleas for parents on “both sides of the debate” to be kinder to each other and to understand where we are all coming from- a desire to do the best we can for our children. I can certainly see a value in kindness- nobody will change their stance if you insult and offend them repeatedly.
The Thermomix is known for its ability to help you cook up a storm in the kitchen, but the recent launch of the newest model, the Thermomix TM5, has caused a storm of a very different nature.
In a nutshell, the new model was launched by Vorwerk without any advance warning or notification- even to their consultants. Consultants were told to be available on the day for new training and were then told of the launch. Meaning people who had taken possession of their TM31 even up until the day before paid full price for what is essentially a superseded product.
The thermomix is a German made kitchen appliance that has the ability to heat, chop, blend, beat, mill, emulsify, crush, mash, boil, melt, steam and knead. It can be used for meal prep work, to make your own basic ingredients, desserts, soups, entire meals, doughs, drinks and I’ve even seen recipes for homemade laundry powders and body products. As a mum, I also use it to make finger paint and play doh for the kids!
Mother’s Day. For many, a day of sleep-ins, breakfast in bed, new slippers and handmade cards. For some, it also serves as a reminder of one of the most significant losses we can experience. For me, it is both of these things.
My mother passed away on May 28th, 2008, the day after her 54th birthday and a couple of weeks after Mother’s Day. I don’t want to relive her illness and passing here, as almost 6 years on it is too raw a wound to re-examine.
I guess what I am doing is talking about why it’s such a hard day, when your own mum isn’t here to celebrate.
My friend phoned me and was understandably upset about a situation that had just happened to her and her son.
She’d taken her daughter to school, bringing her 2 year old boy along. He was playing with a Barbie doll when they left, so Barbie came along for the ride. At school, while standing in the playground waving his big sister off to class, the little guy clutching a Barbie doll was surrounded by a small group of older boys, maybe 8 years old by my friend’s estimate. They began to taunt and tease him about his doll, asking him if he was a boy or a girl.