Maybe I’m special…….

Maybe I am, I'm not really sure, maybe I'm just different, unique......yep and special in a very special kinda way. Well we all are aren't we? Anyway as you have possibly noticed Sugarloaf Dreams has had a little face lift.......a new colour scheme, a touch of new branding and YES a brand new attitude!!!! As… Continue reading Maybe I’m special…….



Hi fellow dreamers! While I was enduring my 36 hours of hell I was doing whatever I could to distract myself from what was happening. One of those things was thinking about this blog. New thoughts, new blog ideas......unfortunately I have forgotten most of them as I was incapable of writing them down, but I… Continue reading Drifted…..


Right to march……

It was always going to happen, I couldn't sit here and watch what's been going on without forming an opinion of some sort. Am I a woman? Yes Am I a feminist? In a fashion Am I pro life? Hard to answer. Will these marches make a difference? I doubt it. The first question is… Continue reading Right to march……

depression, Fibromyalgia/CFS, Life

Sink or Swim ???

Hi dreamers, As you know the 'thing' has been affecting everything I do since the beginning of November again. The first time round in 13/14 I had absolutely no idea what had happened to me. I was knocked off my feet without any idea. It took months before any answers came my way and I… Continue reading Sink or Swim ???



Let me start by saying this is just an observation piece, I am neither a Trumper or NO Trumper, I am just an a Aussie girl watching from afar. I have however been following the American Presidential Race and ultimate outcome very closely. It was also once  what happened on the opposite side of the world… Continue reading Trumped…….


Just one is too many.

This morning I woke to the news that a two year old had lost their life . The unthinkable part is that they had died due to the abhorrent actions of someone they knew, yet again. There was sadness and disbelief for the toddler and the family, however I also felt rage. How often do… Continue reading Just one is too many.

depression, Fibromyalgia/CFS, Life


I just turned on CNN as I do late at night to see yet another policeman has been killed in America. It is out of control. We here in Australia are lucky, it's not happening here, but there's always that risk every time an officer starts their shift. It got me thinking about the way… Continue reading WHAT MATTERS????



Life is a mystery...... I know that's a Madonna lyric, but it's so very true. What do you do when the strongest person you know becomes the weakest? When no matter what you do, it doesn't seem to make a difference. You stop, rest, breathe and lean a little on those who love you unconditionally.… Continue reading Leaning…..


Lucky me….

Sitting here on a cool, windy Spring morning and reflecting on just how lucky I am. I have three wonderful children, two healthy, cheeky, funny and lively grandsons. I absolutely love where I live and the space I have created around me. I've been blessed with the opportunity to change tack in my career and… Continue reading Lucky me….


New Journey

Well it's been a while...... Hi, how is everyone? Sorry I've been so absent. Lots happening. Change of job title. After 11.5 years on the shop floor I have relocated to head office in a Customer Care role, both internal and external. I'm as happy as a clam. Never thought of myself as an office… Continue reading New Journey