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.
We’ve been playing Pokémon Go for a couple days now, and my 3.5-year-old loves it. I can’t help but wonder if she likes it because, on some level, she’s somehow identifying with the game. She knows what it’s like to not necessarily want to be found
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.
The way I see it, there are two main kinds of people in this world. The ones who like strawberry jam and the ones that don’t. Some people say it’s actually a much broader spectrum than just liking jam or not, but whatever. I’m not judging or anything.
In my group of friends, I was the first to become a mum at just 21 years old. As a 21 year old mother, I was just as clueless and scared as you probably are imagining. I learned a lot along the way and several years later,
Have you ever played that board game, Fact or Crap? The one where you have to sort out the truth from the absolute rubbish? Christmas is getting kind of like that.
Saucy Thermomix Bolognese is a one-pot wonder has hidden veg that your kids will never suspect and a cheeky secret ingredient. Okay, it’s not very secret because a- I’m telling you about it and b- it’s a very Australian addition to Bolognese sauce that’s been around for yonks.
I want to tell you something. I feel like you will understand, even if you aren’t in the same boat. Why? Because what I want to tell you relates to a desire that we all have. Something we all want.
My youngest baby is 2 ½ and has been carried in a sling or carrier of some sort since she was a newborn. I wanted to baby wear with her for a number of reasons.
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 …
Have you heard of the Bechdel Test? It’s a way to show gender equality in films and to demonstrate how women are under represented due to our old friend, sexism. It has 3 criteria that must be met to pass. It must have 1- two women in it 2- who talk to each other 3-about something other than a man.
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.
My two year old has had three epic tantrums in the past ninety minutes. There is chewed up corn on the rug. And non-chewed rice. And a spoon. And possibly what is left of my sanity, smooshed up in the bits of corn and rice.
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.
50 Shades of Ughhhhh…..not really my thing.
He stalks her, taps her phone, he’s manipulative and intimidating, he’s not big on gaining true and informed consent and even though he’s a hot billionaire, he does not float my boat, for all of the above mentioned reasons.
Menstruation is something most women have to deal with and I’m writing about it today because I’m coming up to a special anniversary. I’m just a few days off a whole year of no tampons and no pads.
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.