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I am a full-time mama with a passion for writing and talking to fascinating people. I live in a one horse town with a Cowboy and my son. Thank Lord for cyberspace! I lived a colourful life in Sydney for a number of years. Working in advertising and journalism for FPC and the Sydney Morning Herald. During my time in Sydney I competed in a Dragon Boat race, choreographed a dragshow, used the Share Accomodation advertisements as a way to meet men and was told by Noiseworks frontrunner Jon Stevens that I was a bitch! Then came the decision to move back to country for 3 months to help out my Father with newspaper business while he was having treatment. Convinced I was a city girl I was caught by surprise when I fell in love with a farmer (and no, he didn't want a wife... still doesn't it seems!) convinced him that we needed to see the world, popped off to Vietnam to teach english in Saigon - before realising that the "food" in Nam didn't agree with me... turned out to be Monte - my son who is now with the Cowboy and I back in country NSW! I am in a wonderful stage of my life where I am focusing on the things that really make me tick. Including writing these chronicles.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

in between emails

awake at an ungodly

something in the sixes

try and prolong baby in bed with me

but he nearly crawls off the end

and I know I am only prolonging the inevitable

time to rise

and face a 40 degree plus day

well at least I am not mustering sheep

Cowboy is running late

has no time for brekkie

we wave at him and the dogs

before our morning ritual

inclusive of me trying to check emails in between

spoonfuls of weetbix

of singing incy wincy spider too loudly

and getting odd looks from neighbour when I take an item off the clothesline

that I use like a wardrobe

on a need to wear basis

I do the hokey pokey and I turn around

and then we hit the street

pay some bills

small talk about the heat

cringe at the local radio station in the car

and back to it....

blogging in between nappy changes

singing in between emails

mashing up pumpkin

in between air-conditioned rooms

writing down ideas

as they scurry into my head

begrudge the heat

then feel guilty because despite working in it all day

Cowboy is going running tonight

and I have decided I can't

that I won't

Instead I am going to scoff a packet of Retro Party Mix lollies

in between emails


  1. i looooooooooove the retro party mix lollies!!

  2. I love your hair anyway! I too have indestructible hair (well up to a certain point, then snap!). This heat sux!


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