You Wanna Know About Me?

Really?

OK then. Brace yourself.

My name is Lori.

I have two beautiful children. The Chop- he's a boy- is three years old, and the Bump- she's a chicklet- is one.

We used to live as a family in the Gingerbread House, in Sydney's leafy Sydney burbs.

Then three of us ran away relocated to a place we'll call Paradise... it's where I spent my childhood... my home town.

We were there for six months before deciding we missed everyone desperately and moving back toward Sydney.

Now we live in the heaven sent Tiny Train House, in the Tiny Train Town. We have a big garden with veggies, chooks on the way, and fairies at the bottom. We love it here.

I have had a pretty awesome little life. Before I had kids, I studied to be a social worker, then spent years working as a clown.

Then I met Tony, affectionately known as The Man. Within the space of five years, we we married, had bought a house, and produced two adorable babies (one of them in less-than-ideal-circumstances.)

On the 6th of January, 2011, everything changed. Just one day after his birthday, my husband suffered a violent psychosis which resulted in him taking his own life. I continued blogging, almost every day- you can read more about all that on RRSAHM Mental Health page.

It's difficult to write an About Me page when you don't know who you are anymore.

In case you're wondering- I know I would be- my About Me page used to say something like this-

Welcome to the funny side of being mummy. (Most of the time, anyways).

I'm the one on the right left. With the hair.

Every mummy needs a hobby, right? And this is mine. It's the outlet that prevents me from selling my little darlings on EBay. I hate scrap booking, I can't paint, I only wish I could sew. And vacumning doesn't count, I don't think. So I juggle. And I blog. 


And yeah, this is just another one of the dreaded mummy blogs. Written by a women who should be in a straight jacket. But let's face it, that makes it difficult to type. These are the Random Ramblings of a Stay At Home Mum. And it's my bloody blog, so I write what I like.


I'm a year or so off turning thirty (eep!). I live in the leafy Sydney 'burbs with the The Man and my two-under-three four, the Chop and the Bump. I prefer tea to coffee, summer to winter, comedy to drama, Connolly (Billy) to Seinfeld (Jerry), cake to chocolate, pasta to steak, books to TV, and the Net to most other things. I smoke too many cigarettes, avoid alcohol like the plague and am currently chronically sleep and sex deprived. I blame any and all typos (and there's quite a few of them) on that.


The disclaimer here is- I suffer a severe case of Former Clown Syndrome. Mood swings are an optional extra. I reserve the right to employ poetic license in regard to life for the purposes of my own amusement. Sometimes, I do sponsored posts and reviews. All opinions are my own, except in the circumstances of pyshcic possession by a narcissistic Goggle bot. In which case, you probably won't be able to tell the difference anyway. No, seriously, I'm PR friendly and I don't bite unless invited.

I turned thirty not long ago. I still prefer tea to coffee, and cake to chocolate. And I still smoke too many cigarettes. But I now hate the colour purple with a passion. And nothing seems very funny, at the moment.

I occasionally do sponsored posts, reviews and giveaway, and am accepting advertisers. Please contact me for details and a media kit.

And this place- RRSAHM- is still very much my bloody blog. Like it, or hate it... this is my truth. And I write what I like.