Being lots-of-things-less...

A blog without pictures is like a day for me without having coffee, lifeless. But I am forced to do pictureless blogging, as my laptop underwent a few minor adjustments and repairs. Got it back this morning, with a new look, new brains, faster hardware...all brand spanking new, and I am sure I'm gonna love it, can not wait to get my fingers all flying across the keyboard.

Speaking of being something-less....for the next couple of weeks I will also be Blackberry-less seeing that my Blackberry is now a Brokenberry....damm thing fell out of my hand and the screen went all "stars and stripes" from black to white...and then...and then there was nothing. But I don't mind going back to basics when it comes to the cell phone technology, yes sure, the Blackberry is so convenient, having everyone available at the touch of a button, but hey, I still have my PC, which is basically the "Ark of Noah" version of the Blackberry. But not having my Blackberry constantly by my side (or in my hand) makes more time for the smaller, more important things (which, by the way, should not have been said out loud...)

We spent last weekend in Centurion with some friends, and what a wonderful time we had, a well deserved refresh and recharge (actually scary to think that we had to leave the "platteland" and visit the city for a recharge!). Z and I attended Monz’s baby shower, where I realized that Z will most probably turn into a shoe-thief as she looked at Marilè’s shoes with those longing-needy eyes, Daddy and H went 3D Smurfing, we braaied, we laughed, we talked (and talked some more, till 2am the next morning), I had coffee with the girls and yes, we managed some shopping as well! Don’t you just love the city-life?

There are days where it truly feels as if this small little town is suffocating us, strangling every last bit of life out of us, sucking us dry and withering our souls. But we are fighting back, with a decent amount of ass-whooping, because we are from the city, and we are not scared of this little town, and because "WE can" (our new motto - Neither I, nor you but WE can)

We have such a busy schedule planned for the following weeks, our first family photo shoot coming up, then we have a kitchen tea and bachelors to attend, then the school Christmas Party, then a wedding. Damm, just diarizing all of this is making me long for a holiday!

This coming week end will be a quiet one for us, just us, the Biekies, some laziness, arts and crafts and maybe some baking, but I know for sure that I will be loving it!

Repeat itself…repeat itself…repeat itself…

Yes, that is what I wish last weekend could do, repeat itself just once or twice more. We had such a lovely time celebrating my 30th birthday….and yes, I finally turned 30! I passed the 16 year mark, the 18 year mark, I passed 21 and also 25…and then I waited patiently for 30 to show on my doorstep and wave me hallo, and it did, finally!

I really don’t know why I was so excited turning 30, maybe because “30” just sound so fabulous and voluptuous. Maybe because the girls from Sex and the City reminded me of being “30-something” and they made it look so fun and exciting, mind you, if Sex and the City remind me of being 30, why does Desperate Housewives remind me of being 40?

And yes, baking was once again included in our weekend. Think I am getting addicted to box-baking, it is so plain, simple and easy, that it even makes me look good, and I love it! Maybe one day, some day in the near future I will have to graduate from box-baking to grown up-baking, yes….some day…but until then, the Biekies and I enjoy our selection of boxes.

On the Saturday we went to Magic Garden nursery, bought some plants, herbs and flowers to decorate the gardens of my mom and sister (and I have to admit, mom’s garden looks quite cute after the make-over), and afterwards we had lunch, filled with conversations, laughter and Biekies running all over the place. Z had a silly standoff with a hen (which by the way, was trying to protect her chicks).

We also spend some time at the Vaal Show, walked through hundreds and hundreds of little stalls, rode the mechanical bull (warning: said activity should not be attempted of you are anything shorter than 1.70m, cause me and my whopping 1.64m body took longer to get on the bull than it took me to stay on the bull…).


We also realised that H has much more of an adventurous spirit than we ever thought, he climbed higher than my heart (and nerves) could handle, went on rides that I never could imagined, he even attempted the mechanical bull, was a bit shocked when he landed on his behind…but, he enjoyed it.

Z looked amused as familiar faces passed her again and again as the rides went around and around, and she even dared it on the carousel horses, slowly going up and down, smiling every time she passed us

I am, to be honest; deeply petrified of any amusement park ride, from the Anaconda at Gold Reef City, to the “Cup and Saucer” you get at the local amusement park. I don’t know why and how, all I know is that I am petrified and scared to death of these rides. But, with it being my 30th birthday, and having a fabulous time with the family and not wanting to spoil the mood of the stunning day we were having, I agreed to join mom and my sister when they said we should do the “Cup and Saucer” ride. As we stood in line I could already feel my knees going jelly, my stomach trying to find the emergency exit and my mouth going drier than any desert could ever be….but I braved it, cause I am 30! And if H can do it, so can his mommy!

But guess what? It started raining!! Call it faith, call it Murphy, call it Karma, call it whatever you please, but let’s admit, the rain saved my lucky stars from going on that evil, evil ride!

We ended the day with dirty muddy feet, hair all wet and tangled, Biekies trying to hide their faces from the cold, splashing raindrops, some good old KFC and tired bodies falling asleep on couches in front of the TV…but…it was a great, fabulous day.

So, let’s cheers to turning 30!