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I Couldn't Hair Less!

I have to admit that being a woman is completely and utterly exhausting. I've gotten to the point where I need to color my hair every six weeks to prevent my "silver highlights" from making me look like Kayla's granny. (In fact, Kayla is usually the one to point it out to me in her usual up-front manner - "Mommy, you need to go and see Clive TODAY because I can see a LOT of grey and it does NOT look good!)

Gift Ideas for Teachers

One of my readers sent me a mail last week asking if I have ANY ideas to share on end-of-year gifts for teachers. Now, seeing as though I was part of the teaching profession for four glorious years (some of the happiest of my life, in fact), I have a few stand-out gifts I can recommend. Add that to an opinion poll on Facebook and some time spent surfing the Internet, and I think I have a fairly comprehensive list of ideas that may help those of you that are feeling a little stuck!

What's On My Bedside Table

I have come to the realization that life is just too short to read books that don't absolutely engross me. When you think of the volumes of books that are available and the limited time we have to read them, it makes no sense whatsoever to keep ploughing through mediocre books!

PMS Could Win You A Prize This week!

Let's be honest, we have all experienced the enormous power of PMS in getting men and small children to perform extraordinary feats (such as actually changing the toilet roll or hanging up wet bath towels). Which got me to thinking. What if we were to collectively harness PMS and use it to eradicate Rhino Poaching?

An Absolute Steal!

I am so excited! This is, without a doubt, the most exciting thing that has happened to me in years. I am actually <DRUMROLL> the victim of Credit Card Fraud! 

Yes, yours truly has somehow had her credit card cloned and to date, the fake credit card has run up a bill of over six thousand rand at various stores in the South of Joburg! 

I am BESIDE myself with excitement. 

And concern.

Becoming a Nag Hag

Friends of mine were chatting the other night (also known as sobbing into their third Mojito) about the fact that their men will rarely do anything around the house without being asked. At least six times. And I have to admit that I was stunned. How on earth could we have been friends for so long without my having imparted my surefire method of getting men to "do stuff"?

Til Death Us Do Part (or until Stephen kills me!)

I am a hopeless romantic and am always asking married couples how they met and when they knew this was "the one"... I absolutely ADORE hearing how couples met and the often convoluted path to their getting together .... But when people ask Stephen and I how WE met ... well, it just doesn't sound that exciting ....

Learning to Speak Chicken

I have realised, to my absolute horror, that I am now completely fluent in “Chicken”. Let me just remind you that it was NOT my idea to get 3 chickens (Itchy, Scratchy and Dusty) in the first place. I had merely agreed to buying Kayla a new puppy, and somehow ended up coming home with two Jack Russells instead of one, and 3 chickens instead of new seedlings for my garden. 

It's easier than you think!

I have always wanted a veggie garden, but I tend to be a reverse perfectionist about these things ie I want it to be perfect so I end up not doing it at all!

Rising To The Occasion

I go through stages when I wonder what on earth possessed me to leave teaching! I absolutely adored my high school kids - and English each day was a riot a minute! To be honest - I sometimes get a bit homesick ... 

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