Should We Tell Our Partners Everything?

Lemme tell you. Shackin’ up with a mate, movin’ into his place, and suddenly you’re in lockdown when you’re only six months into this crazy little thing called love? Yep, Jan and I are there. And we are relying heavily on our friendship to tow this boat ashore, and hallelujah, we were best friends before…

time makes you older

I had it in my mind to write it all down last night. I opted to snuggle down, hanker down, hide under the blankets with my boyfriend last night instead. And in the safety of his arms, I knew I could write about this today. Yesterday morning was a seemingly ordinary day. I love my…

Is Love Blind?

It seems ridiculous to binge out on a Netflix reality show, and start to justify the authenticity of the concept. Especially on shows like The Bachelor, or this latest beast, Love Is Blind. It’s been a while since a show snagged my attention like this. The last time I remember being this invested was Outback…

don’t worry. we’re all a little messed up.

The buzz word is “triggered”. When used with the ‘ed’, it’s become a slander; a mocking reference to someone’s mental state. “Triggered”. But triggers (with that emotional ‘s’) are a cruel, impending set of circumstances that leads you back to where you once were, and changes the trajectory of your day, or night. Or weekend. We’re all…

but actually, how busy are you?

Someone I used to know died last night. And on Facebook, someone else posted that their friend had also died. A friend they’d known since kindergarten. They’d recently reconnected, as they did from time to time. Someone else messaged and said they’d also dealt with tragedy. Why didn’t I still know this person? What else…

‘Ohana’ means family …

DNA, not so much. ‘Ohana’, explained Lilo in Lilo & Stitch, means ‘family, and family means no one gets left behind, or forgotten.’ My children and I live by this mantra. We are a family. DNA does not necessarily dictate who is, and who isn’t family. Not to us, anyway. I have a sister of…

wake me up before you go-go

He’s sleeping in his chair, after a long day. After a long day, dinner, and a new series on Netflix for us to binge. But he isn’t going to bed, because he’s waiting for his girlfriend to finish her blog, so that he can edit it before she publishes. Before bed, he carefully spoons out…

whole lotta love

Last week, I’d make a crack on my radio show(s) that Jan and I had had a squawk, and after he’d left for work, I wrote a passive aggressive note in the alphabet magnets on our fridge. Some people were horrified. Some in particular reached out and commented that they were worried about us, and…

It’s Dolphin Week. PeriodT.

When Jan and I were first together, I sent him an emoji of a shark. “Boo,” I’d said. “It’s (shark emoji) week.” “Dolphin?” he’d responded, “I don’t get it.” Then I had to explain it was a shark. Then I had to explain what shark week was. And then he got it. What my partner,…