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I know, I know – I failed to action my task list in a timely fashion last week. Blame the newly re-branded Virgin Australia who cancelled our return flight from Brisbane on Sunday afternoon, which meant that I got home at 11pm, on Sunday night, leaving me playing catch up on “life administration” (credit to {more}

I am self-described lover of lists, organisation and the associated stationary which comes with this affliction (post-it notes, highlighters, bulldog clips – you name it and I’ve got it). So, unsurprisingly, I like to get my Christmas presents ticked off the list and gift-wrapped (preferably in well matched gift wrap and ribbon – this year’s {more}

I met up with a group of girls in the town the other week, for a long overdue chat over coffee. Collectively, I will refer to this group of ladies as The Mysterious Girls – which was the name they adopted for one of their recent sporting endeavours. The Mysterious Girls are an amazing group of {more}

Last Saturday was the holy grail of Saturdays’ – as it was completely and blissfully commitment and errand free. As you might have guessed by the high number of breakfast posts, my favourite way to ease into a lazy weekend is to read the papers (okay, the magazines and lift-outs that come with the papers) {more}

Last weekend The Brooding Architect ventured out to Moonee Ponds to battle with an Apple Reseller about a faulty keyboard. Let’s just say we left empty handed, but after a long and painful phone battle with the Apple call centre ‘drones’ on Monday morning, we will be picking up the replacement keyboard next weekend. Since we {more}

On Election Day 2010, The Brooding Architect and I had a pre-voting breakfast at one of our local Brunswick favourites, Rays. The breakfast gave me enough time to pour through the papers one last time to work out who the hell I was actually going to vote for. Deciding who to vote for had never {more}

When I moved to Melbourne for work last year, The Brooding Architect and I moved into a little flat in Brunswick, sight unseen. Sure, we had seen plenty of photos of the flat but had no idea of what the suburb was like. To prepare me, The Brooding Architect bought a copy of the early {more}