Because I seem to be on a bit of a theme right now (Easter and birth? Why not!), I thought some of you might like a look at the recommendations on birthing care from the World Health Organisation. The WHO,… Read More ›
Life
Tagged for the weird-and-random-stuff meme
[image source] I was tagged on the cast iron balcony. My mission: Share 5 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird. Tag 5 people at the end of your post by leaving their names, and links to… Read More ›
A good morning.
[image source] I was awoken with a tray: pancake, maple syrup, bacon, orange juice, coffee (roasted yesterday), and a Green & Black’s 70% chocolate egg. Life is good. Happy renewal season to you all. A March/April fertility festival makes as… Read More ›
Happy anniversary, cob logger!
Lauredhel has now officially been a Hoyden for a year!
How to intimidate a personal trainer
Laugh in their face when they suggest that your target weight loss in middle age should take you to 5kg below the weight you were as a superfit teenager (competitition squash, cross-country running, speed-skating, bushwalking, bodysurfing, school softball and soccer… Read More ›
Dam that beaver
Y’know, I don’t find this offensive. It’s clever, not least in its rather pointed metacommentary on the way that advertisements for menstrual products have relied on euphemisms since forever.
Today’s fabricated panic: “Delayed” birth interventions causing childhood obesity?
Srsly. The ABC News is quoting economist Andrew Leigh as saying that the “delayed” interventions around baby bonus time is causing fatter children. A Canberra economist says an increase in the baby bonus could lead to unhealthier children. Research by… Read More ›
Condolences to Twisty
My condolences to Twisty on the death of her father. You really must read her magnificent post on her visit to the funeral home. Excerpts: Well, be she spinster aunt or no, I dare anybody to keep a straight face… Read More ›
If the garbo truck didn’t wake me up before sparrows ack emma every week…
leading me to almost always suddenly remember “arrgh! the prawn heads!” and fang it out to the bin before the garbos get to my driveway, then I don’t think my neighbour’s bins would hardly ever get emptied. I race out,… Read More ›
Hoyden About Town 