I’ve been in funk lately, have kinda fallen off the planet. I think I’ll stay here a bit longer, don’t feel like being part of the planet and it’s goings on just yet.
We live about 5 mins from a nature reserve, so we try go as often as possible. Yesterday we saw the most amazing number of animals. We went very early in the morning, and were rewarded for our effort. The rhinos we saw were just awesome! And when we drove into a herd of buffalo we were completely surrounded within minutes. The rhinos are nerve wracking, because as big as they are, they move lightning fast if they feel threatened. The buffalo just viewed us with suspicion, but were largely unfased.
We came over the hill and saw these two grazing side by side. Stunning!
It was quite amazing to get right next to them without them moving away!
They started to get a bit edgy with us trying to get past them! It was quite nerve wracking! Because although they are very large animals, the react and run very fast if they feel threatened.
We eventually got past them and left them to eat their breakfast. A friend of Pete’s had a rhino shove his horn right through his Land Rover door at a nature reserve, so were very careful to drive by super slow!
Usually the zebra’s run away from us, but yesterday they were very calm.
We were absolutely amazed that we saw them. We only saw them twice before, and only one or two at a time.
They are strange looking creatures, and most people think they’re dumb, but they are very clever and can hunt the person or animal who hunts them.
It was quite something when they started to move all around the car!
They were very calm around us, but certainly didn’t trust us.
I think they’re beautiful animals, and hugely underestimated!
This guy was quite untrusting of us and herded some of the younger buffalo accross the road.
Usually the zebras are quite nervous, but yesterday they were very bold.
I love this!
On Saturday we had my Dad over for tea, he’s really looking forward to moving to Natal, I must say, I don’t second that notion! But he’s really not very well, he’s looking tired and ill, so the change of pace and weather will do him the world of good. Then we had Elize and Stian over for a braai later in the afternoon. It was our “Tri-nations final” braai. Off course SA won, so we had to celebrate our country’s victory! It was one the best evenings we’ve had in a long time! We always have fun with them, but Saturday night was just amazing. Pete made a big bon-fire and we sat outside untill 11pm. We were toasty warm next to the fire. I can’t wait for those balmy summer evenings, when it’s actually warm at night, those are my favourite!
Elize and I were discussing our lives and where we are with everything. How our lives are quite similar in many respects. When I was diagnosed with this aweful disease in 1994, the Nephrologist who diagnosed me said I would probably not live beyong age 30, and here I am at 36. I should probably go and show him I’m still around. My own Nephrologist has his own opinions about life expectancy, and I off course have my own expectations. I don’t plan on falling off my perch until I’m really old! I do believe that God will heal me and I’m holding onto that. Without our faith in God we really do have nothing.
What strikes me about life is how it just carries on. It doesn’t matter what we face, life is quite unstoppable. Even though there were times when I would have wanted it to stop, but just for a short while. We need to do our best with what we have been given, and that’s what makes life worth living.
I’m truly excited for the future. There are so many things still to come. Even the unexpected, past hopes and dreams will be realised and surprise us all. I love that. It makes me want to jump out of my skin with excitement! I also have a little something in the pipelines, won’t say much now, but soon all will be revealed.
“Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain.”
I got this from Kirsty from The weaver’s nest. Will give it a bash!
Who was your first prom date? I went to our Martic Farewell with my best friend, she didn’t get asked by anyone, but 4 guys asked me to go, and after I declined all of them and ended up going with her to the dance, we were labelled “lesbians”. It was the best night ever! We had so much fun! We really enjoyed being “lesbians” (not that we were obviously), who needs stupid guys when you’ve got your best friend!!
2. Do you still talk to your first love? Hell no! He turned out to be a serious flake!
3. What was your first alcoholic drink? Red wine, my Grandfather always had red wine with a meal, and I was with him when I tried it, I was probably 5 or 6 years old at the time.
4. What was your first job? A warden (waitress actually) at the musical “We’ll meet again” at the Sound Stage in Midrand. We partied with the actors and staff almost every night! That was the best part of the job, I’m not a firm fan of people giving me orders.
5. What was your first car? A brand new charcoal black Ford Escourt, Pete surprised me with it as a first wedding anniversary gift.
6. Who was the first person to text you today? My phone’s kinda on the blink, it accidentally got kicked by my youngest, so who knows really!
7. Who was the first person you thought of this morning? My boys, I needed to do some art with them and I’m not actually good at it, but it turned out great. We were learning all about perspective and their drawings look awesome, even if I say so me’self!
8. Who was your first grade teacher? Shitskie! I cannot remember! I was not a big fan of school!
9. Where did you go on your first flight in a plane? To the Cape, it was our grade 7 Cape trip, I had a Carramello bear chocolate on the way back, given to me by a red haired, speckled faced boy who really schmaaked me. I took the chocolate but didn’t speak to him again. Street cred you know! I was such a bitch then!
10. Who was your first best friend and do you still talk? Bridget, no we don’t talk any more, she died from “Brittle bone” diease.
11. Where was your first sleepover? Was probably at my cousin’s house, I think, can’t remember that far back!
12. Who was the first person you talked to today? My husband, when I booted him out of bed to make tea.
13. Whose wedding were you in for the first time? My sister’s wedding.
14. What was the first thing you did this morning? I drank tea with Pete. Actually no, I kicked him out of bed before that!!
15. What was the first concert you went to? Camel pyramid of light! And if that doesn’t count, I went to see Duran Duran, who, by the way, SUCKED big time!!
16. First tattoo? I have no permanent tattoos. I like the stick on ones and the Henna tattoos in Durbs. Elize and I win our tats at Menlyn’s gaming arcade, that’s when we have our Thursday’s when she’s not doing contracts for some people! But seriously, we do, I always get into serious trouble with my boys when they discover those stick on’s, because they know where we’ve been without them! It is actually all their fault that we go there, we just enjoyed the basket ball so much the first time we went, that we keep going back!
17. First piercing? I got my ears pierced when I was about 13. I also have my navel pierced.
18. First foreign country you went to? New Zealand.
19. First movie you remember seeing? Dunno hey, I do know it was at the drive-in though. But I THINK it might have been “Never Ending Story.”
20. What state did you first live in? I was born in Gauteng-aleng baby.
21. Who was your first room mate? My sister Elize. We had a blast then! Naughty naughty little buggers!!!!
22. When was your first detention? The first one? Oi. I had so many and I honestly cannot remember which grade, possibly grade 8, most probably grade 8. My sister will know actually, I was forever in trouble!!!
23. If you had one wish what would it be? Not gonna tell, my family knows exactly what that wish is.
24. What is one thing you would learn, given the chance? I’d love to learn to dance like they do on “So you think you can dance“, failing that, I won’t mind yodeling!
25. Who will be the next person to post this? Dunno, whoever wants ta!!
Yesterday I was a complete techno turd, again, instead of clicking the “save” button on my draft, I clicked the “publish” button, so I had to go private with this post yesterday coz it wasn’t Friday yet! Uhg! I can be SO dof sometimes, but so we learn hey!
My youngest is our budding photographer, he took these gorgous pics of the Clivia flowers he picked and put in a vase for me. Aren’t they just beautiful? In spring my garden is just bursting with flowers, I have lots of purple in my garden, I just love purple flowers! I tend to create gardens with a colour theme, it’s a bit anal I know, but like I’ve said before “Normal I will never be!!”
Then below is my lesson in “How to make a flame thrower” it was quite an awesome fireball the boys created!! And boy was it hot! Even my sister had a go at making balls of fire! Pete only find out later about the boys latest invention when he went through the camera. (Because I left it on the kitchen table) Oopsie daisy!! Not that he minds, he does always stress though that they can only do this sort of thing under adult supervision. Anyone interested?
And later that week, some plastic container that used to, note the operative word, used to, have fuel in it, went up in smoke too. They added some lamp oil, a wick and douced the whole thing and promised us an explosion. There was no explosion, but it was fun seeing how big the flame got! (and the panic in Dad’s eyes when he saw what they were busy with) he he he he, yes yes, I can be evil.
And for general interest, yes, the Mr. Muscle kitchen cleaner was NOT quite finished yet! But it had miraculously vanished into thin air prior to this little experiment. Say no more.
“Everyone is the age of their heart.”
Yesterday the boys asked me to spill some beans about when I was a teenager. They wanted me to tell them all the naughty things I did. So I suffered from a bit of amnesia, and really wracked my brains to “remember” what I got up to. So T asked me an outright question. “Did you do any drugs?” Caught slightly off guard, I gathered myself and decided not to lie, so I said “yes I did” I smoked some weed. Thinking my boys were gonna be dissapointed that their mom was a drug addict, I was greeted with ” COOOOOL!!” Um, not the reaction I was going for here boys! The questions were flying around! “What was it like? How many times did you do that? Did you smoke it?” Well, it wasn’t the most pleasant experience of my life, I did it once, and yes I smoked it. Hated it, but it was the 80’s and I’ve never done anything that stupid again!
They were quite impressed that I told them the truth, (pat pat pat) then wanted to know if I drank alcohol. So I told them that I did, and I told them about the time that Aunty Lielie and I (I had to bring my sister into this, I’m not hanging alone!!) got very drunk in the kitchen when I was 11 and she was 12, we found the bottles of Tia Maria, liqueur and aged brandy and “tested” everything. My parents found us on the kitchen floor, pretty much on the drunk side. Did we get into trouble? Dunno really, can’t remember!!
They wanted me to tell them everything, and I thought it wise to not tell them everything we got up to as teens, we were pretty wild in the 80’s. When they’re 50 I’ll tell them!!
Then I said it was their turn to spill. And spill they did!! My goodness have these two been naughty, nothing too serious, and I’ve been sworn to secrecy, so I’m not allowed to tell all here, it’s mostly pranks and the age old game of “tok tokkie”. It’s a bit difficult to play that game with gate buzzers, but they make do! Suffice to say, I’m glad they have the freedom to tell me what they get up to with their friends. It was lots of fun telling each other our secrets, at least they don’t think I’m too lame!
Pete also has a few stories up his sleeve, but I think it’s dangerous stuff. I don’t want them to try and do the things Pete got up to with his buds, so he can’t say anything just yet. He basically did the same stuff we did, except making bombs, that we didn’t do!!
Life is getting very interesting these days, I’m totally outnumbered here, at least I can hold my own in this house. Luckily I’m not a very girly girl, a bit of a tomboy actually. At least I’ll get my shopping fix when my sister finishes her contract!!
“The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience.” Eleanor Rooseveldt.
I was in a bit of a slump last week. Not hecticly so, but it was there. Today feels so different, not sure why. I’m feeling excited. I planned a big day for Saturday, and the whole day I just stared at the lawn, it was such a beautiful day, and I was so sad that the event I had planned wasn’t happening . But for some reason, I know it will happen. There’s just a quiet knowing in me. As Pete and I spoke about our lives and how it all turned out, I realised that everything happens for a reason. (major cliche here I know) but it’s true. We were talking about our church and the people in that church, why things happened the way it did. And we realised that it had to happen that way, it was meant to be.
I’m not going to ask why tragedy struck when it did, it would be pointless, but I do know this, we will get to the other side whole. We will. Even though it seems we won’t, we will. I will have my planned Saturday, and it will be one the best days of our lives. As we move through the weeks and running out of Mondays at a rapid speed, I know it will all change, soon. It comes back to that quiet knowing, everything will change, and it will be awesome.
“Dare to be: to be different, to be loving, to be successful, to be true to yourself.” Wayne Visser.