yesterday i was looking for something to eat. while going through the kitchen cupboards i suddenly realized that i was looking for that something which was good for me!
what?????
it cant be.....am i really trying to watch what i eat?????
then the sad truth dawned..........i am getting on in years.....nearly middle age.......give or take a bit about my middle.
my mind went back in time and i could clearly recall the 'old folks' telling a youthful me.."don't eat that...its not good for you! too much sugar... your teeth will rot...to much salt..not good for the heart..too much acid..you will get gout....... all that rubbish will gum up your works!" and all i saw were lips moving and hearing...blah blah blah!
now i look for apples, raw carrots.........and dare i say it.....bran flakes.......
so........... to all of you out there who wish to have their teeth in their mouths and not in a glass, a heart sans a pacemaker and the ability to get right up after saying your prayers.....i say watch what you eat so that you too can reach your middle age and always be a regular regular at the health food section.
ps........note that nowhere in these words of wisdom did i refer to vegetables, which if eaten, should be smothered with sugar or salt or if i had my way
chocolate.
Monday, November 26, 2012
Sunday, October 7, 2012
the simple things
life always seems so rushed. i blinked and another year has past. all see me as another year older but i don't feel so.....well maybe the hair is a bit more wispy and greyer......the mark of distinction? wisdom?
the joints a bit more rusty and the paunch ????? well enough said.
i have always been adverse to gardening but lately my breeze and i have put our thumbs to it. as we don't have a garden of our own we have bought a few flower trays and pots and tried our hand at growing a few herbs and flowers.we take time to walk and admire the growth, water when needed and generally admire the fruits of our labour.
as success is attained and tomatoes,parsley,spinach and basil enjoyed i have wondered about what caused the change of heart.
after a bit of thought......yip, that still works... i came to realize that it was not the size of the project that counts but the time, care and most important, the joy you find in working side by side with someone you love.
basil, parsley and small avo trees
it is sharing the simple things of life that make the big things more bearable.
the joints a bit more rusty and the paunch ????? well enough said.
as success is attained and tomatoes,parsley,spinach and basil enjoyed i have wondered about what caused the change of heart.
after a bit of thought......yip, that still works... i came to realize that it was not the size of the project that counts but the time, care and most important, the joy you find in working side by side with someone you love.
it is sharing the simple things of life that make the big things more bearable.
Saturday, August 25, 2012
gone fishing
last year i started trying my hand at fishing and found that it is not as easy as it looked....not so much the fishing part...... but the 'catching' bit.
lately i have got up early on a saturday and rode off onto the sunrise to attempt catching 'the big one' only to discover that 'it' is still asleep at that time of the morning....that is the only explanation for the absence of success.
sunrise from my fishing spot
well today i was certain i had 'it' beat......the odds were stacked in my favour....this could not be another catchless day.
as the beautiful sun rose i rode towards the sea.......nearer to the'big one'.......as i approached close to where i fish i saw little orange cones along the road.
had the word got out????were the crowds expecting me????were they here to cheer me on???? i drew closer to my fishing spot ...and ..yip there they were waiting!!!
lately i have got up early on a saturday and rode off onto the sunrise to attempt catching 'the big one' only to discover that 'it' is still asleep at that time of the morning....that is the only explanation for the absence of success.
well today i was certain i had 'it' beat......the odds were stacked in my favour....this could not be another catchless day.
as the beautiful sun rose i rode towards the sea.......nearer to the'big one'.......as i approached close to where i fish i saw little orange cones along the road.
had the word got out????were the crowds expecting me????were they here to cheer me on???? i drew closer to my fishing spot ...and ..yip there they were waiting!!!
but not for me!
they were there to start a road race .....and that put pay to my fishing.....and also gave 'the big one' another day as i did not even have the chance to load my fishing rod!
Saturday, May 26, 2012
purrfection.....ist!
one of her little quirks is that when she sets her mind to accomplish something ...she starts.....and does not stop till it is finished and it is done right. take for example putting new white grouting on the floor of the apartment we live in. she was up at 2 am this morning and off she went......on hands and knees work,work work(thats where the the name "worker bee" originates)....i get tired just thinking of it.
i joked with her that i am pleased i am not rich enough to build her a house. if i was, she would never sleep and the builders would have to literally work eight days a week to finish the job....and it will be done ....perfectly. perfectly straight walls at 90 degrees...exactly placed and aligned tiles and everything a 100% straight.
what may you ask has that to do with helping to make me perfect? well my love and desire to be and do things perfectly for her does. happy to work with and beside her. laughing as i begrudgedly make sure my lines are straight......the mirrors and pictures are hanging as they should. smiling as it takes 3 hours for me to hang one curtain rail. huffing and puffing with joy as i climb up and down the ladder 50 times more than i should because i drop things from my hands of thumbs.........but the smile of love and appreciation i see on her face and in her eyes makes it all worthwhile.
who would not want that shared feeling of love to last for ever and a day?
Saturday, May 12, 2012
the handyman can?????
i have always been the exceptional type of handyman that always had more parts at the end of a project than i bought when i started.the things built always came with the wrong plans, legs supplied were never the same length and they always required tools that i did not have. did that stop the handyman??? no...it only seemed to spur me on to greater ingenuity and shorter temper.
my children might recall the time i used all my great improvisation in fixing a leaking water pipe in the garden by using pratley mixing putty, clamps and a coke tin. this all done dressed in suite pants and a used to be white shirt. after digging a hole half way to china, getting muddy up to my lily white elbows and running to the hardware store half a million times....the job was done.
the call went out to my son kylen...."turn on the water"......and the sweet voice of my daughter leah saying...." dad, you missed the hole!" i had plugged, glued and clamped the pipe to perfection ...except...i missed the hole. so, at least i showed the plumber how to...or not....do it.
since being with my sweet breeze i have become more adept at fixing and making things that are not the plot of disaster stories, but are workable and not unsightly. i have been racking my brain to fathom why now has my talent blossomed into leonardo da vinci like genius. the answer came to me .....i follow the instructions of someone who can see the end result in her imagination.
mosaic framed mirror by breeze
eureaka...that is what was missing. i could not see the end result in my mind but at least now i can rely on someone who can. so a visionary sees ,and a monkey do!
the results:-
one cat tree.....all hand made...mine!
cat climbing shelves...
and for the peace de resistance........or whatever....
my broken couch!
my children might recall the time i used all my great improvisation in fixing a leaking water pipe in the garden by using pratley mixing putty, clamps and a coke tin. this all done dressed in suite pants and a used to be white shirt. after digging a hole half way to china, getting muddy up to my lily white elbows and running to the hardware store half a million times....the job was done.
the call went out to my son kylen...."turn on the water"......and the sweet voice of my daughter leah saying...." dad, you missed the hole!" i had plugged, glued and clamped the pipe to perfection ...except...i missed the hole. so, at least i showed the plumber how to...or not....do it.
since being with my sweet breeze i have become more adept at fixing and making things that are not the plot of disaster stories, but are workable and not unsightly. i have been racking my brain to fathom why now has my talent blossomed into leonardo da vinci like genius. the answer came to me .....i follow the instructions of someone who can see the end result in her imagination.
eureaka...that is what was missing. i could not see the end result in my mind but at least now i can rely on someone who can. so a visionary sees ,and a monkey do!
the results:-
and for the peace de resistance........or whatever....
my broken couch!
Saturday, April 7, 2012
writers blog
i have been neglectful in putting pen to paper (so to speak) and have realised it is a touch of writers blog. we all suffer from it at some stage. is it only an old age malady??....... i forget.
when last i wrote it was a week to leah and wilhelm's wedding. that went off very well and leah made a beautiful bride, i only cried now and again instead of from start to finish.
beauty and her dad.
kylen, leah and hannah
that was the 3rd march. on the 21st we did the trip up to pretoria again. this time to spend a short time with roy, diane and their family who were visiting from canada. it was nice spending time together and for breeze to meet some more of my family. on the saturday we enjoyed a visit to the Temple and a lunch with my folks. it was bitter sweet to think that it might be the last visit we may have as father and sons.
my dad (not colonel sanders) roy and me.
roy's children now know what he is going to be like when he is 81 years old and mine think that i am already like that.........but i forget.
i blinked.......and it is april, and the easter weekend is half way over.
my sweet breeze and i have spent time at home and in our little garden.
little as in length of 5 metres and width of 1metre. full of odds and ends.
my breeze has spent more time there than me because i have spent my time lying on the bed with my eyes closed imaging and planning the garden before the work.
we do have an enthusiastic assistant.....if he could get out ,and that is mr bojangles who is now 6 and a half months and weighs 6.5 klos of pure muscle,fur and a little fat.......or is that pure fat,fur and a little muscle.........but i forget.
mr bojangles....young blue eyes.
he loves to go outside and wander around and if he can, escape to the road. so when he goes out my nerves have a breakdown and i start crying hysterically for breeze.....but i forget.
he is a handsome fellow like me and also likes to lie down with his eyes closed and plan things.
planning mode
well it looks like my writers blog is over....at least till next time....
but i'd better not forget.
when last i wrote it was a week to leah and wilhelm's wedding. that went off very well and leah made a beautiful bride, i only cried now and again instead of from start to finish.
that was the 3rd march. on the 21st we did the trip up to pretoria again. this time to spend a short time with roy, diane and their family who were visiting from canada. it was nice spending time together and for breeze to meet some more of my family. on the saturday we enjoyed a visit to the Temple and a lunch with my folks. it was bitter sweet to think that it might be the last visit we may have as father and sons.
my dad (not colonel sanders) roy and me.
roy's children now know what he is going to be like when he is 81 years old and mine think that i am already like that.........but i forget.
i blinked.......and it is april, and the easter weekend is half way over.
my sweet breeze and i have spent time at home and in our little garden.
little as in length of 5 metres and width of 1metre. full of odds and ends.
my breeze has spent more time there than me because i have spent my time lying on the bed with my eyes closed imaging and planning the garden before the work.
we do have an enthusiastic assistant.....if he could get out ,and that is mr bojangles who is now 6 and a half months and weighs 6.5 klos of pure muscle,fur and a little fat.......or is that pure fat,fur and a little muscle.........but i forget.
he loves to go outside and wander around and if he can, escape to the road. so when he goes out my nerves have a breakdown and i start crying hysterically for breeze.....but i forget.
he is a handsome fellow like me and also likes to lie down with his eyes closed and plan things.
well it looks like my writers blog is over....at least till next time....
but i'd better not forget.
Saturday, February 25, 2012
sunrise sunset swiftly flow the days
a week from today my daughter leah will be getting married. i cant believe that the time has passed and that little girl that looked up at me and said 'uppy daddy' is now a beautiful young lady entering another phase of life and that i am now unable to 'uppy' her in my arms but....... will always be able to 'uppy' her in my heart.
"NOW IS THE LITTLE GIRL
A BRIDE.
UNDER THE CANOPY
I SEE THEM,
SIDE BY SIDE.
PLACE THE GOLD RING
AROUND HER FINGER,
SHARE THE SWEET WINE
AND BREAK THE GLASS;
SOON THE FULL CIRCLE
WILL HAVE COME TO PASS.
SUNRISE, SUNSET,
SUNRISE, SUNSET,
SWIFTLY FLOW THE DAYS;
SEEDLINGS TURN OVERNIGHT
TO SUNFLOW`RS,
BLOSSOMING
EVEN AS WE GAZE.
SUNRISE, SUNSET,
SUNRISE, SUNSET,
SWIFTLY FLY THE YEARS;
ONE SEASON FOLLOWING ANOTHER,
LADEN WITH HAPPINESS
AND TEARS."
leah sarah swartzbeg
"NOW IS THE LITTLE GIRL
A BRIDE.
UNDER THE CANOPY
I SEE THEM,
SIDE BY SIDE.
PLACE THE GOLD RING
AROUND HER FINGER,
SHARE THE SWEET WINE
AND BREAK THE GLASS;
SOON THE FULL CIRCLE
WILL HAVE COME TO PASS.
SUNRISE, SUNSET,
SUNRISE, SUNSET,
SWIFTLY FLOW THE DAYS;
SEEDLINGS TURN OVERNIGHT
TO SUNFLOW`RS,
BLOSSOMING
EVEN AS WE GAZE.
SUNRISE, SUNSET,
SUNRISE, SUNSET,
SWIFTLY FLY THE YEARS;
ONE SEASON FOLLOWING ANOTHER,
LADEN WITH HAPPINESS
AND TEARS."
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