Category: the provider

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    How do you like your steak? With the fire brigade or without?

    If it wasn’t for the fact the BBQ gas bottle turned out to be empty, this episode would never have happened.   In the past we have teased the Provider about his historically bad cooking skills (in all truth, this has been a little unfair) but after last night, let me tell you, he will […]

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    He’s a lumberjack and he’s okay…

    As the lone female living in a house full of blokes, I’ve learned (over time) that for my own mental health I have to be choosy about which battles I wage. There are some aspects about life with the Blokes Wot Live Here that will never change, no matter how much I wish it would. […]

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    Music for Monday….

    This is what Relaxed Man looks like: Note the three day growth and the ease with which he is smiling. There’s no stress there, baby.   Yes, our Provider is back, filled with tales of fishing adventure and life with 11 other blokes out on the open seas. From all accounts the fishing was fantastic, […]

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    Gone fishing…

    Source: The Age After months of waiting, that person reeling it in will soon be The Provider. Around this time tomorrow, he will be living his version of Bloke’s Paradise: a fishing rod in hand, a cold beer in the other, all the time in the world and plenty of other mates alongside to discuss […]

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    Strong and not so silent types…

    “There is a growing strength in women, but it is in the forehead, not in the forearm.”  Beverly Sills What a smart observation by Beverly. She’s obviously been privy to the goings-on between the sexes everywhere and indeed, this house. The Provider has been complaining about a sore shoulder for weeks. And when I say […]

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    Why I’ll be a rock chick til I die…

    Especially when I go to concerts like this: Image: WSDN I’ve been looking forward to this ever since I bought the tickets before Christmas. Did I want to see Lenny in concert? HELL, YES. They were my Christmas present to me and I couldn’t help but congratulate myself over my brilliant choice of gift. Self-gifting is a practice I have followed for many years and […]

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    Breakdown, take down, you’re busted…

    Well, shit. Our old washing machine has carked it. Which is a real pain in the arse because we were only using it temporarily to buy The Provider some time so he could fix my other, newer, washing machine. Yes, that’s right. It’s newer… but it’s broken. Kinda like having a iPhone with a smashed screen. All show but no finish. *sigh* […]

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    Better dead than red…

    I spend far more time than I care to think about doing laundry. Every day will see me washing at least TWO loads full of clothes. It’s one of life’s constants. We’re a house of five so there’s always something to wash. Especially when you have kids and their idea of cleaning is picking everything up off the floor […]

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    Two weddings and no Hugh Grant…

    We’re going to a wedding on the beach this weekend. The bride and groom are a gorgeous couple, really great company and have been friends of ours for a long time. It’s been ages since we’ve been to a wedding but as it turns out this will be the first of two we are to attend this year. It’s funny how that works, […]

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    Nothing like Christmas to get you going…

    In less than a week I’m having 14 people over to my house for Christmas dinner. We’ll toast the day and the season, give thanks for family and friends. The table will be laden with lots of yummy Christmas food, our glasses will be full and afterward, there will be much relaxing on numerous couches positioned in […]

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Hi, I’m Sarah!

Former wild-child of the 80’s, classic rock fan and loyal friend to a particularly awesome group of people. Forever planning to write more. Fervently wishes she lived at the beach. Loves the mighty All Blacks. Rather partial to a cheeky glass of red.

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