Ladies and Gentleman, my life-long hero and 'rock', my stepdad Denis, has just composed his very first email. And the recipient of that email was me !. My stepdad and I are chalk and cheese in regards to behaviour. But he loves and understands me like nobody on earth. Here is my email: >hi honey,it looks like there was no dot after vanessa, i think belindas >went through okay, your mother had a good time with you and meathead, your >birthday went ok plenty of phone calls that...

In Australia it is 12.30am, Tuesday, September 21, 2004, which means that, for exactly 30 minutes, I have been aged 35 . I should feel a sense of loss, I suppose. Perhaps even a touch of 'the life is half-empty' dramatics would be appropriate. Yet, try as I might, all I seem able to rouse is overwhelming relief that I got here . Two years ago, this was the birthday we weren't even sure that I'd live to see, so, I don't care how many candles my cake has, or how many lines my face has. I...

For those of you who are wondering who is this mystery 'imajinit', he is none other than the fabulous, amazing, darling, dishy, debonair and all round Mr Wonderful, Michael, aka mj, aka the man who shares my brain. Imajinit and I have a theory that we somehow inhabit the same brainspace or some other equally vague blah to explain the fact that we agree on almost everything. Well, we did until he started stalking me in my blog ! Woo Hoo ! ... mj, you had me going for a while. I thought...

In my garden today, something bit me right on the ass . There I was, just minding my own business, when some vile bug launched its' nasty little teeth square into my left butt cheek. Stunned, I threw myself around the garden in a frenzy, slapping my own ass trying to kill the perpetrator, and trampling the garden bed I had just planted in the process. My husband, who has been rendered unflappable via many such a crisis involving nature and myself since we moved here, merely look...

Who wants to be a millionaire ?. You do ?. Well, sorry, I'm afraid I can't help you with that, but I can offer you my pretend version to test how well you speak 'Australian' For $100.00 1/ If I tell you that I would like to ‘ snog ’ you, what am I actually saying I’d like to do ? a) Punch you Kiss you c) Hug you d) Ignore you For $200 2/ When I say I am ‘ chuffed ’, do I mean I am ... a) Tired Pleased c) Overfull d) Sick For $400 ...

It is true that our 'sea change' has brought me many challenges. I have coped with these with varying degrees of success, but there is one area in which I fail miserably, and that is in tolerating the vermin known as the visit(wh)or(e). Moving to a coastal location is wonderful in that your home becomes a holiday destination for those that you love and miss. Yet, moving to a coastal location is revolting in that your home becomes a holiday destination for everyone else you know or have ...

I am no speed typist, but I do okay for myself with the glaring exception of my striking the "y" key in place of the "t" whenever I try to type too quickly or am overtired. For the sake of demonstrating just how challenging this can make deciphering the resultant 'writing', I will now switch to the problematic "y" instead of "t" mode for the remainder of this (thankfully short) blog. Iy sneaks up on me. I yhink I'm fine, yhen I syary yo gey yired and iy happens. My fingers syary a ...

It all started with my saying " dingo ". Then chiprj said the word " dingo " made him laugh. So of course I said it again !. He then reminded me that I had recently laughed at the word " gopher " in his blog. Which I did. (Which I will now do again ... gopher ... hehe ... go 'fer this ... go 'fer that ... wanna go 'fer a swim. bwaaaa haaaaaa.). Then Texas Wahine admitted that the word " dingo " made her laugh too. (I liked this, so I said it one more time !). Then hi...

It's 9.53am. 9.53am Wednesday morning, September 1st. It really is. In Australia, anyway. How can this be possible when it’s still Tuesday for most of you ?????. Too much for my little head. Seriously. 9.53am !!!. It’s raining outside. I am watching an old Hitchcock film and eating my ‘Weet-Bix’ in my pajamas !. Hah. Does anybody really know what time it is ????? PS: I fixed it, Trina ! hehe

In a recent blog of ( the fabulous ) Sabrina, ( Link ), a comment was made by BlueDev ( Link ) that contained an extremely funky little smiley with a flamethrower. BlueDev was kind enough to 'share the wealth' by providing a link and instructions on how to use the 'alternative' smiley collection. This is how I feel about the alternative smiley collection: Yes, I like it that much. I would even go so far as to say that, when I found the alternative smiley collection, I felt like d...

The world is round. I know this because it is 4pm on Thursday afternoon. Yes, I know it's not really. But it is. For me, anyway. Me. Adrift in a cultural wasteland in which a small problem called 'distance' renders my 'real time' participation on JU near impossible. Many's the morning I have woken to find a fabulous party going on in my comments that I wasn't invited to !. I post. I sit. I wait. I fall asleep (sometimes even in that order). I wake to find that a stimulating and relev...

i had to go outside today. i know. awful !. i didn't want to, but i had to drop my car off to the mechanic. i forgot until a half hour before and had to haul ass in my pajama top and trackie bottoms. my car didn't want to go either. (iris the vw kombi has instincts like a faithful old dog. she just knows ). matters were complicated by the bone-dry fuel tank courtesy of the friend who dropped it back the night before. ah, well. it was only a right turn into oncoming traffic on the pac...

hello fellow ju bloggers who are presently going about your daily business. i just thought i would take a moment to inform you that i cannot sleep. aaaaaaaaaaarrrghhhhhh. it's driving me demented. i'm so tired i could cry. it's 3.45am. nothing in my suburb (including my husband) has moved for the past 5 hours. these country people, are creepy, dammit, with their whole early to bed early to rise palaver. the whole village is out like a light by 10.30pm. it's sinister . they're all ...

hello, my name is miggy, and i am a girl. whilst that may not be news to some of you, it has come to my attention that we have a spate of female ju users whose screen names have caused other ju users to call them 'bro', 'mate', 'dude' or (my very own personal favourite) 'that mignuna guy". whilst recently commenting in a blog by 'shadesofgrey', i noticed a similar phenomenon. shades crafted a very intelligent point, and it made everyone assume she was a man !. i mentioned this in my c...

when something i read, see, or hear inspires me, i like to jot down reminders to myself so i might explore 'whatever it was' at my leisure later on. (yes, i agree, that makes me a total nerd, and, even worse, i do not care !). as this note-taking seems to occur at inconvenient moments, i am often left without the time or resources to properly record my thoughts. as a result, i tend to find hurried, cryptic little notes almost everywhere i look, and none of them seem to make a whole heap ...