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I have recently been asked the following question: What would you do if you find out that your partner has been cheating behind your back? I must admit I was a bit floored by the question, probably because I have such a fundamental trust in Sam that has precluded me from ever asking myself that question. My trust in him isn't baseless either - his conduct to date shows his single-mindedness when it comes to me and if either one of us slips up, I doubt it would be him. But still, the question made me think. What would I do if I find out he has been cheating on me? I'd like to think I could forgive if he shows remorse but forgiveness doesn't equate 'accept and move on'. I think being cheated on is a violation of many different levels of trust. I'd feel betrayed because I have dedicated myself to him and no one else and I'd feel angry because he has potentially exposed me to life-changing health issues. Worse still, if I am the one who finds out he ha...

Sometimes I have to laugh at myself for how light-weight I am. On Saturday, as Brisbane was going through the start of a dreadful heatwave, I decided to make myself a martini, after having lunch downstairs in the rising heat. That first drink was great - as soon as I remembered how to make martinis (I have mainly been having cognacs). Then Sam came home from work (he had some work to do and his work air conditioning was amazing) and we were going to spend a relaxing evening together, so I made myself another martini and watched a few shows with him on TV. When I came back downstairs, I started feeling lousy. I tried to take a nap and thought I felt better when I got up but I started feeling progresssively sick again, so much so that I threw up in the loo. LOL. Naturally, I felt better after throwing up, so I went to bed.When I got up next morning, I was fine again, so what I experienced was definitely a hangover. I bet I am the only person who could get drunk on two martinis over...

I am exhausted. Apart from a pretty heavy work week, Jake and Ryan bought me a ticket to see the musical, Matilda, to thank me for something I did for them a while back. I can safely say that I loved it. I never saw the movie before, so I had no idea what the story was about but I really enjoyed the quirky story that was typical of Roald Dalh's work. As usual, the talent in the show was depressingly amazing. It would have been difficult to coordinate adults in a show, let alone a whole bunch of children. They were quite simply sensational. I must admit I was anxious watching the show, hoping that the kids wouldn't forget a line or fall over or something but the entire musical unfolded professionally without a single glitch. It was quite an experience. Then there was tonight - I had to attend a black-tie dinner, which was an awards event. I dreaded going and got there late (after taking a deliberate detour in the car for a bit) but I ended up having a good old chat with...