In the co-production 'Happy Family' I like to consider myself the key figure. After all, I'm in nearly every scene ánd I've got the most lines! The stage that is our house is my domain. I know where everything goes, how to do stuff, and I'm head of Logistics, Food, Parenting and Finances. But there...
What started out as a piece of fan fiction, went viral, and became a big internet hit leaving women all hot and bothered. Though described as 'erotic fiction' the term pornographic would do it more justice. And women are loving it! I've read the first two books, and am now on the third and final...
When I'm seemingly doing nothing, I'm at my most productive.
About ten weeks ago I changed from citygirl to countrygirl. Here are some of my thoughts and discoveries about country life! There are no playgrounds in the country. When we lived in the suburbs, at the corner of our street there was a little playground. And whenever the kids got bored I just said: 'Why...
Do you know those couples, who have lots of friends. They go on weekend getaways together, plan their holidays as a group, and generally look like they're living in a feel good movie? I am not one of those couples. My social life is as flat as a bottle of Coca Cola the kids forgot...
I love comments. And when I write, what I think is a particular witty post, I can't wait for the comments to pour in. Unfortunately, they don't pour. At best they trickle. So to torture myself I go on a tour and visit popular mom blogs, and read their ± 300 comments. And I ask...
When I walked my two youngest to school last Monday I, whispered: 'Ot and Pete, do you realize this is the very last Monday we'll be walking this way to school? After we move to the country, we'll have to ride bíkes to get to your new school.' And when Tuesday arrived, I announced in...
'I saw you at the store, looking at refrigerators!' the guy at the local bakery told me. I blanched, because I had neither seen, nor noticed him, and I always worry people think I'm a snob. Which I am, so it's hard work to avoid looking like one. So I overcompensated by telling him my...
It's lonely at the top, so I had taken some time out of my busy schedule, to like myself on Facebook. A lot. I was very pleased with the result, because obviously, I was a popular girl! But my joy was shortlived, because soon after, my eldest son came down the stairs, laughing so hard...
I was working, blogging away, minding my own business when my eldest daughter declared in triumphant tones: 'Sybil and I aren't the only ones anymore who think you look like professor Trewlawney!' 'Huh?' 'My friend Mary thinks so too!' When I got the first report, about my similarity to this Harry Potter character, I of...
