First off, let me say Happy Happy Happy New Year dear reader… I wish love, luck, life and lots of living of it to you and yours this year. Don’t forget to travel, try new things, stop being grumpy and as Goldie Hawn’s always says “Why Not!!!” – so just do it!
So thanks to my good friend, Michele May, I was introduced to a little delicious gem of a shooter this Christmas.. I am not really a shooter kind of girl but this one is yummy, easy-drinking, sweet and delicious, and not too strong – so just perfect really.
My Mr and I have spent the December Holidays at home, in Jo’Burg this year (much to his disgust I might add). I decided to make the most of it and find happiness in the little things. So I have been compiling a list of a few of my favourite things that I’ve bought, been given, tasted and discovered this 2015 festive season. I will be blogging about them in batches over the next few days..
I turn 35 in a few months – 35!…. What dawned on me the other day is that I have spent the better part of those years repeating the same thing over and over again – and by that I mean yo-yo dieting! What sparked the thought was that I found a whole bunch of diaries that I have started and never finished, all of them beginning somehow with how miserably unhappy I am with my body and how “this time I have to change”.. I write for a few months, and maybe even loose weight, but inevitably the writing stops and so does the weight-loss.
It’s official, we’ve adopted! He is a black kitty-cat, with piercing green eyes and a feisty personality called Nelson!
I have to admit something – slightly ashamedly I might add – that I’ve become one of those people who refer to their pets as ‘furbabies’ or ‘furkids’! I can’t help it dammit! When talking to Nelson (because he can understand me after all..) I might even go as far as to refer to hubby as Dad… Or say something utterly dorky like”come here and give mommy a cuddle”..
Today, I have post-achievement blues! I ran my first 21.1km race on Saturday and I friggin nailed it! To be expected now today, I am a little blue, longing for the adrenalin and euphoria that came along with Saturdays run.
To quote Radio 702 this morning, it truly is a sad day for democracy. Besides the circus that was the evicting and walking out of opposition parties, besides the refusal of our publicly-elected leaders to answer simple questions, besides the contravening of our Constitution by allowing SAPS members into parliament, besides the fact that our clown of a president pronounces the word ‘fatal’ as ‘futtal’ (just to name one of many grammatical errors he made last night), besides alllll of this, the scariest and most infuriating part was the ANC’s attempt to stop freedom of speech!