April 24, 2013 in Uncategorized
Hello its been a while.
January 2, 2013 in Uncategorized
In many ways I am looking forward to this year.
I feel I am awaiting signs and wonders that will guide and direct me this year. 2012 was not a good year, although with regards to my cubs it was a great year!
Little cub turned one on the 5th december. Were oh were has the time gone. I’m not regretful as we had a tough year. He’s now practising a step or 2 without support. He’s gorgeous, but eats everyhting he can get his chubby hands on. It’s a worry, so after he’s eaten something he shouldn’t, I observe him for 24 hours to see for any reactions. Today it was a dead fly, but luckily he spat it out. Yes, I am on constant watch, but at times things go into his mouth before I can react! It’s terrible I know, but he’s still learning, very slowly. So you can imagine our garden outings turn into me and bigcub constantly gettins stones and sand out of his hands.
Ah, my bigcub. He’s getting so big, yet he’s still very much a baby. I’ve moved them bot from their school, and bigcub will do gr 0 at a mainstream school. After much running around, we finally got accepted. I’m very anxious about how we will deal and cope with it all. Much changes are on the cards this year. I know he will be just fine, its just me, the working mum, that still struggles. :I
A much better update soon, for now, that’s all.
My cubs are thriving. I love them to bits. This new year is showing me the signs of change already………..
October 5, 2012 in Uncategorized
I was thinking about them last night and how naughty they can be, but I can’t imagine life without them.
MumJack was a gift me from hubby back in 2006, a few months after we’d moved into our new home. We’d had some of my friends over for a braai that day, when hubby came from having gone out and revealed 6 weeks old MumJack in his Jacket. I fell in love immediately. Hubby had never made me feel like an excited little girl as he’d done that day. She had the most beautiful green eyes, and immediately got used to the love and attention. With hubby working away, I would spend evenings with her on my lap in front of the TV, lying peacefully enjoying being stroked and loved. She would sleep in the kitchen. But not long after I fell pregnant with bigcub, and had to put Mumjack out in the laundry and restrict her movements inside the house. I still feel guilty about this, because she was so spoilt before bigcub came around.
During the time I was pregnant, she always seemed very watchful over me, watching my every move. I found her doing this now when I was pregnant with little cub too, following me everywhere, keeping an eye on me. Sometimes just lying close to me and staring at me.
MumJack had her own first and only litter 2.5 yrs ago, after her first encounter with a little cross-breed she met on one of our walks in the neighbourhood. The unholy union took place against hubbies wishes who had other plans for her, as she is a full-blooded Jack Russel. Unfortunately, MumJack had her own plans and oneday escaped when the gate was left open and after a frantic search,. hubby found her around the corner with the forbidden boyfriend. The results of that was a litter of 4 tiny pups, 2 boys and 2 girls, one of whom we kept. She was a loving mother and it tore me to have to give her other babies away. The one we kept was chosen by bigcub. She is full of energy and mischief, always seems to have a smile on her face, and is very playful.
They both greet us enthusiastically everyday when we return home. Whenever we play outside and I let littlecub loose on the grass, MumJack will come close to him and turn over on her back, just as she did with bigcub, and let baby have his way with her. He giggles and screams with excitement and tries holding her face. Unfortunately his little fat fingers can grab skin in painful chunks, but MumJack just lets him do what he wants.
I remember once when we had a problem with rats in our ceiling, and MumJack had caught and killed her first one. She immediately ran to me with this fat dead rat in her mouth and seemed to offer it to me. Hubby explained that’s what they do when they have a leader of the pack. I realises that how she sees me, as the leader of the pack, lol, but she must have sensed my horror and never offered anything dead to me again.
MumJack is also fond of killing birds. A natural hunter, she is very good at it too, but knows my distaste of finding a dead bird around the yard. Often my little laundry looks like a war zone with bird blood and poo spattered everywhere and rolling down the glass sliding doors. That’s when she knows she’s going to spend the night outside, not in the laundry. I realised leaving their food in the laundry is what attracts and traps the poor birds, and now avoid that, and try to remember keeping the laundry doors closed.
We also found a stray tortoise sometime last year and made a home for him in our garden, and whenever he seems to be escaping or getting stuck, MumJack raises the alarm. Although I’ll never be sure if she hopes to make a meal out of him.
How does one tell their pets their lives will never be the same without them?
September 27, 2012 in Uncategorized
This morning I managed to catch Wackhead Simpsons prank call.
I was rather amused by the whole prank, but when it came to the marriage proposal, I just found it annoying. I mean, these people are from different countries and have known each other a few months, and have not made much physical contact given the long distance (she’s from India, he from SA, and they met when he spent a week in India, after communicating over the net for 8 months I think). (the bride to be said yes and thank you (for what, for asking her to marry him?))
When Reva called in after the proposal was over, and she appeared to be sobbing, I first thought this women is playing a prank of her own, until I realised she was really truly sobbing, being touched by the whole proposal. She must have had her heart broken badly, or just lost hope in being in love, but everything was revived by this experience, shared over the radio.
Eventually, I dug deep, and tried to relate to Reva’s feelings, and almost felt teary-eyed myself.
September 23, 2012 in Uncategorized
I don’t know if I’m coming or going on this new site.
I’m glad its the long weekend. Sadly the rain yesterday spoiled our plans of going to the zoo. But bigcub enjoyed watching his fave movies, and popcorn. Today is church and then some shopping, need to sort out the swimming pool which is going more green everyday. Not that kind of green, no. Lol!
Littlecub is crawling well now, after starting off backwards. He keeps going to the cupboards, and when I call him out to stop, he will stop, look at me, and carry on, managing to hurt his little fingers yesterday.
I realised when I get up at night to feed and wind him, I sometimes can’t wait to put him down again, and I asked myself why, and realised that my shoulders are actually sore at night. Lol! Not that I carry him around a lot during the day, he likes to be free and mobile. I am looking forward to him walking now, although I can see I’ll be on the go a lot, running after him. Big cub is patiently waiting for him to grow, even though he plays with him now, I know he’s waiting for him to start walking and doing more things. Littlecub is starting to pick himself up at the edge of the sofas, and in his cot, on his knees, so very soon he’ll be standing. he’s moving fast with his mobility thats for sure. Bigcub only started walking at 14 months, but he was rather lazy all round, accept he could polish off his milk nicely, while littlecub has always been problematic.
And some parting word:
Written by a 90 year old
This is something we should all read at least once a week!!!!! Make sure you read to the end!!!!!!
Written by Regina Brett, 90 years old, of the Plain Dealer, Cleveland , Ohio .
“To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me. It is the most requested column I’ve ever written.
My odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the column once more:
1. Life isn’t fair, but it’s still good.
2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.
3. Life is too short – enjoy it.
4. Your job won’t take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and
5. Pay off your credit cards every month.
6. You don’t have to win every argument. Stay true to yourself.
7. Cry with someone. It’s more healing than crying alone.
8. It’s OK to get angry with God. He can take it.
9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.
10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.
11. Make peace with your past so it won’t screw up the present.
12. It’s OK to let your children see you cry.
13. Don’t compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.
14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn’t be in it.
15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye But don’t worry; God never blinks.
16.. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.
17. Get rid of anything that isn’t useful. Clutter weighs you down in many ways.
18. Whatever doesn’t kill you really does make you stronger.
19. It’s never too late to be happy. But it’s all up to you and no one else.
20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don’t take no for an answer.
21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don’t
save it for a special occasion. Today is special.
22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.
23. Be eccentric now. Don’t wait for old age to wear purple.
24. The most important sex organ is the brain.
25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.
26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words ‘In five years, will
27. Always choose life.
28. Forgive but don’t forget.
29. What other people think of you is none of your business.
30. Time heals almost everything. Give time time.
31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.
32. Don’t take yourself so seriously. No one else does.
33. Believe in miracles.
34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn’t do.
35. Don’t audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.
36. Growing old beats the alternative — dying young.
37. Your children get only one childhood.
38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.
39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.
40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else’s, we’d
grab ours back.
41. Envy is a waste of time. Accept what you already have not what you need.
42. The best is yet to come…
43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.
45. Life isn’t tied with a bow, but it’s still a gift.”
September 21, 2012 in Uncategorized
Little-cub finally cut his first 2 teeth by Sunday morning. 9.5 monhts! He’s doing great, no trouble with the teething. He’s growing fast, he seems to be temperamental, but I’ve got to watch this as he grows. he just doesn’t listen to me! Nappy changing, or dressing after bath, takes a huge amount of effort from me as he twists and turns and rolls around to do his own things. He’s a busy little chappy.
Big cub is doing great, ever the sweetheart. I can see little-cub is going to challlenge him, and I can clearly see big cub giving in to him most of the time.
Was thinking of driving down to Durbs this weekend, but realised the traffic will be too heavy and decided to rather just enjoy the quiteness (hopeful) of Jozi, planning outdoors activities.
Other wise doing great, life has new meaning for me these days. To keep it up I know for sure I need to make certain changes, which will not be easy.
Have a great long weekend ya’ll
September 18, 2012 in Uncategorized
Currently readin Elizabeth Nobles ” between a mother and her child”
The grief is so close to home, its almost sick as often I find myself in tears, feeling my very own grief.
I find it hard to put the book down, as I do when I discover a really good book. And lol, I can’t wait for the cubs to settle down at night so I can read. But this leaves me with very little sleep as I lose track of time, and end up swithcing off the lights late, and by then little-cub is stirring and ready for his night feed, and sometime big-cub gets up for water, or complaining of painful legs, and there goes my night. But I don’t mind at all. I’m not exhausted and drained out, not like before. It’s going well i can honestly say.
September 5, 2012 in Uncategorized
These days most retailers are offering reward programmes. You will know this if you pay attention to adverts I geuss, or if you’re like me, you find out when asked if you have one when paying for goods.
I’m actually fed up of it all now. While I love a good discount, and getting money back, I’m just tired of all the cards I carry around, and fishing for the right one wherever I am paying. Afterall, I really don’t want to lose any points.
Aside from my bank cards and drivers licence, I have acquired the following in recent years (some just lately):
Clicks Clubcard (cancelled the first one I had years ago and now have a new one again)
My School card
Please don’t tell me about the ones I don’t have, I don’t want to wonder how much cash back I’m missing. I’m Indian afterall, or maybe just having an audit background has given the mindset that a purchase is not real unless there’s a bargain (read: everything is expensive).
I’m so irriated with it all. Why don’t retailers give the same benefits to everyone? Why don’t they just slash prices anyway, I mean if every shopper had to swipe a reward card, is that not creating more systems for them to control. Yes, it may add to employment, but then again, wouldn’t it just be easier to cut prices and make life easy for everyone?
Why don’t they all just club together and give us a shop with free items?
Shoprite fights back with their ads of not needing people to swipe because their prices are so low anyway, we are rewarded everyday, and we know who they are targeting here.
But the last time I checked, prices are just rising and it aint funny. And I don’t mean just Shoprite, it’s everywhere. There’s no competition to keep prices down now, there’s a fight to remain in the market, not at the top.
After this latest fuel increase, I shudder to think what the end of the year will look like.
But I digress, this was afterall, about the state of the nation being bombarded with all kinds of cashback and reward programmes.
I must admit, I have felt special when I received the vouchers from Clicks. I also felt pleased after having accumulated almost R300 worth of points at Dischem over 18 months I think. I have not yet checked my PNP smartshopper points. My ebucks seems to be accumulating slowly, I actuall don’t know how it works just yet. My cub’s school has definifetly benefited from the MySchool card.
But why suddenly all this. Was it all just a matter of job creation or what? Or who is really benefitting from this? Who is the master mind that sold this idea to these retailers and is now becoming a self-made billionair very quitely?
Everyone wants a reward, everyone wants a good bargain, everyone wants CASH back!
Why don’t they just give it to everyone, rather than making the whole country get cards (i.e Pick n pay, i’m sure the whole country buys here, and in Shoprite)?
September 3, 2012 in Uncategorized
Still figuring how to insert a link without the entire URL but please read this and everything else Jeanihess has posted regarding the Marikana mine disaster events: