For the past eight years I’ve tried to avoid my children getting worms through vigilant hand washing and other basic hygiene practices.
Now I am actively encouraging it.
Not the intestinal variety of course, but rather the gardening variety.
Thanks to my garden-loving mother-in-law I can now add “worm farmer” to my ever increasing list of questionable qualifications.
That will teach me to show too much enthusiasm for my in-laws new hobbies at family get-togethers.
Now every second day I literally open a Can-O-Worms.
The neat contraption – a multi-storey apartment complex for worms – sits in my garage. Inside the slimy occupants go about their business of producing nutrient rich fertiliser which will hopefully help create our own Garden of Eden.…
It’s been said that in show business, you should avoid working with children and animals.
I don’t think that rule should be restricted to just show business. Since rejoining the workforce, I’ve found it’s better for everyone concerned if work and family remain mutually exclusive.
I came to this conclusion after I was invited to attend the opening of a new hotel in Brisbane. The invitation was extended to my entire family which, at the time, seemed like a dream come true.
Dinner for the media contingent was scheduled for 6pm, so after dressing the kids in their Sunday best and begging them to behave, we ventured into unchartered territory.
Until then I had never…
One thing I’ve learned over the years as a working mother, is that life is about making sacrifices. Some are big, most are small, but at the end of the day it’s all part and parcel of parenthood.
When you have multiple children, it’s impossible to be all things to all people. Take last Christmas for example. Rather than schedule all the customary Christmas concerts for the last…
I’m happy to report that my first week back at full-time work was a success. I know it’s only early days so I don’t want to get ahead of myself, but I reckon I might just be able to pull this off.
In preparation for the week ahead I spent the weekend cooking a week’s worth of dinners and freezing them. I even conquered the Mt Everest of ironing that I’d been…