Making that choice to study while parenting in a choice between insanity and the funny farm. But, for those of us who survive we can laugh and show you the certificate.
I can’t erase the echoes in the ears of the lynched. And sayin' it's just a good day for a beer and a barbie, but if that was the truth, so would any other day just without the bloody remembrance.
It's university holidays, you're home with the kids, as nice as the possibility of sleeping in is, planning ahead for February is literally going to save your already paper thin sanity.
By some miracle I'm sitting in an 8:30 lecture. Just praying that I didn't leave a child at home. A conscientious account of a journalism student who is afraid of the phone.