Goodbye April! Things are already better in May…

Inspiration.  It comes from the strangest of places sometimes most times.  More often than not, it isn’t really subtle either…

Today, the Giggling Gourmet, @Jenny Morris, whom I follow on Facebook posted a quote by Marilyn Vos Savant:

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If you read my previous post, you will be more than aware of how defeated I felt, how close I was to tossing it all in the fuck-it-bucket and having a pity party of epic proportions.  Giving up really did look like a promising option.  Not only because of my flooded flat, which more than two weeks later has still not been assessed by the insurance for damages, but because of the struggles my parents have faced of late.

Mom still mourns Marley daily, and their living conditions leave a lot to be desired, but, with that said, acceptance of- or resignation to the fact that this is how things may be for the foreseeable future, has made things a little easier to deal with.  I still hate having to see my parents live in an industrial area where all sorts of noxious fumes are the order of the day, especially with Mom’s propensity to bronchitis and asthma.  The confined space that she and Dad have to share is also not ideal because he is frustrated to the point of physical aggression.  Just yesterday, he tried to hang a shelf which he spent hours making.  A piece of the wood split when he drilled it into the wall and he almost smashed the thing to pieces with the hammer.  It worries me a great deal.  I wish there was something I could do, but short of holding a gun to their heads, forcing them to come and live with me, my hands are tied.

Then of course, there are the tired expressions, such as, “this too shall pass”, or “it could be worse”, or “count your blessings, not your problems”, which I will admit, are all true.  Hearing these platitudes from people who actually are in my- and my parents’ life is acceptable, but I have to muster every last bit of self-control not to tell other people who know us, but prefer to live in happy obliviousness in their ivory towers, to shut the hell up.

Before I get lynched, I have the greatest respect for the trials we all have to face, but no two situations are the same.  Your wife leaving you for another man is regrettable and tragic, but so is my parents’ loss of almost everything they worked hard to build up.  I could go on like a long-playing record, but I would rather not rant more than is necessary.

In between all of this drama, I had to still find time to complete my second assignment before my upcoming exams in June.  I finished and handed in by the deadline, but part of me feels that had things been a bit calmer, I could have done more.  I anxiously await the results.

Since last week I have received incredible support from not only my friends and my colleagues.  Elizabeth and her parents put me up for a few nights, feeding me well (she still makes the best chicken pie in the whole world!) and allowing me to enjoy a glass of wine in the evenings.  The restlessness of living out of a suitcase got to me though and I opted to take a colleague and his wife up on their offer of staying in the granny flat on their property until such time that my flat is habitable again.  At first I was hesitant, but after arriving, and seeing a beautiful bunch of proteas on the table to welcome me, I immediately felt at home.

The stability of a “home-away-from-home” without distractions, has afforded me the opportunity to begin revision for my final exam.  Heaven knows, I want to get this subject over and done with.  Having failed twice, many years ago, I’m hoping that the third time will indeed be a charm, otherwise I will forfeit all the credits I have obtained to date, and then have to do the entire year over, which is something I cannot afford.  So, putting the positive vibes out there – when I receive the notification that I have passed my Diploma in International Trade (Exports) exam, I will be celebrating with something bubbly – even if it is just sparkling mineral water.

The messages of care from friends far and wide have been a comfort in a time that has been so dark for my parents and I.  A surprise visit from a Capetonian friend last weekend also did a lot to lift our spirits, as did a visit with Aunty Carol, Uncle Barry and some friends.  Speaking of Uncle Barry – he worked incredibly hard to get dad’s car running again, which we are all so grateful for.  Dad can now get to work every day without hassles or stressing about rapturous steam billowing out of the bonnet.  Eliza and Nicholas have invited me to eat with them in the evenings (as they are very close to where I am residing for the interim), so I don’t have to cook.  Yay!

To every single one of you, who has, despite your own storms, blessed my parents and I with words of encouragement, a loan to keep the bank from taking my car back, a pot of soup, a bed to sleep in, an ear to listen, a long, flaming-hot shower, a back & neck destress massage or who did a load (more like a mountain!) of washing.  Thank you.  You know who you are.  You are the people that I will roll a boulder out of the way for.

So yes, things are not ideal, but they are 100% more ideal than they were in April.  And for that, I’m grateful, because while we’ve been defeated, we’re a long shot from giving up.

 

A Little Fun for the Weekend…

Many moons ago I blogged on a different platform, where this “challenge” was doing the rounds. I thought I would give the answers true to me, using lyrics snippets that are applicable (to both me and the questions…) If you feel like doing it on your blog – feel free…drop a comment and I’ll pop by to visit 😀

I am:

What I am, I don’t want praise, I don’t want pity…

(Gloria Gaynor ~ I am What I am)

I have:

Faith, I gotta have faith

(George Michael ~ Faith)

I know:

That too much love will kill you, just as sure as none at all.

(Queen ~ Too Much Love will Kill You)

I think:

I am too lost in you, lost in you

(Sugababes ~ Lost in You)

I don’t think:

Life is a Rollercoaster, you’ve just got to ride it.

(Ronan Keating ~ Life is a Rollercoaster)

I want:

It all, and I want it now

(Queen ~ I Want it All)

I have:

Sugar Pie, Honeybunch

(The Temptations ~ Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch )

I like:

The way you move

(The Bodyrockers ~ I Like the Way You Move )

I dislike:

The shark, babe, has such teeth dear

(Bobby Darin ~ Mack the Knife)

I hate:

Your girlfriend, no way, no way, I think you need a new one

(Girlfriend ~ Avril Lavigne)

I dream:

It’s so damn easy making love to you

(Bryan Adams ~ Run to You)

I fear:

A heartache, nothing but a heartache

(Bonnie Tyler ~ (It’s a) Heartache)

I am annoyed:

By the cold North wind they call “La Bise”

(Chris de Burgh ~ Lonely Sky)

I crave:

The Highlands, with its wonderful serenity, where the stars glow and the brooks flow, that’s my way of life

(Nanne Gronwall (One More Time) ~ Highland)

I usually:

Do the Walk of Life

(Dire Straits ~ Walk of Life)

I search:

For someone who understands the concept of:

Baby when it’s love if it’s not rough, it isn’t fun.

(Lady GaGa ~ Pokerface)

I hide:

Behind Blue Eyes

(Limp Bizkit ~ Behind Blue Eyes)

I wonder:

How many times you’ve been had and I wonder how many plans have gone bad

(Rodriguez ~ I Wonder)

Or

Wat van jou geword het, jy wat nog so by my spook

(Lochner de Kock & Richard van der Westhuizen ~ Tussen Treine)

I know:

I didn’t lose my mind, it was mine to give away

(Robbie Williams ~ No Regrets)

I just can’t help:

Believin’ when I slip my hand in his hand, and it feels so small and helpless, and his fingers fold around it like a glove…

(Elvis Presley ~ I Just can’t Help Believin’)

I regret:

Crying over You

(Roy Orbison ~ Crying)

I love:

Rock ‘n roll, put another dime in the jukebox baby

(Joan Jett & The Blackhearts – I Love Rock ‘n Roll)

I can’t live without:

Another cup of coffee, as I contemplate the stain across the wall

(Mike & The Mechanics ~ Another Cup of Coffee)

I try to:
Hide it, it’s clear – my world crumbles when you are not near

(Macy Gray ~ I try)

I enjoy:

Red, Red Wine

(Red, Red Wine ~ UB40)

I don’t care:

If Mama don’t dance and your Daddy don’t rock ‘n roll

(Kenny Loggins ~ Your Daddy don’t Rock ‘n Roll)

I always:

Hope for a kiss in the moonlight, on the rooftop under the sky

(Faith Hill ~ This Kiss)

I never want to:

Say goodbye, cause I never want to see you cry

(Westlife ~ Swear It Again)

I rely on:

Love. Love will keep us together.

(Captain & Teneille ~ Love will keep us together)

I believe:

For every drop of rain that falls, a flower grows

(Frank Sinatra ~ I Believe)

I dance:

To your beauty with a burning violin

(Leonard Cohen ~ Dance Me to the End of Love)

I sing:

A Song for the Lonely, can you hear me tonight

(Cher ~ Song for the Lonely)

I argue:

“What planet are you from? Accuse me of things I never done.”

(Rachel Stevens ~ Sweet Dreams my LAX)

I write:

The songs that make the whole world sing

(Barry Manilow ~ I Write the Songs)

I win:

Again, I win, here you stand again, the loser.

(Hot Chocolate ~ So You Win Again)

I wish:

Those days would come back once more

(Stevie Wonder ~ I Wish)

I listen:

To the rhythm of the pouring rain, telling me just what a fool I’ve been

(The Cascades ~ Rhythm of the Pouring Rain )

I don’t understand:

Why some guys have all the luck, some guys have all the pain, some guys have all the breaks, some guys do nothing but complain

(Rod Stewart ~ Some Guys have all the Luck)

I’m scared of:

Your lips (are venomous poison)

(Alice Cooper ~ Poison)

I forget:

I’m broke, but I’m happy, I’m poor but I’m kind

(Alanis Morrisette ~ Hand in my Pocket)

I am happy:

When I’m singing in the rain, just singing in the rain

(Frank Sinatra ~ Singing in the Rain)

Day One: 10 Secrets

I have to get back into blogging!  The intention is there, but to actually sit down and get a post done is the problem…work really keeps me busy and in the evenings I am pretty much to pooped to sit in front of the PC for another hour or so.  But, I need to, so I’m going to – even if it means that I have to blog from bed…

An update of one of the blogs I follow was in my inbox this morning and it looks like it very well may be the kick up the bum that I need to get my blog going again…

It is a daily challenge which requires me to write a piece for ten consecutive days, starting with ten secrets about myself.

It is a daily challenge which requires me to write a piece for ten consecutive days, starting with ten secrets about myself.

  1. I am secretly in love with CSI detectives – for years I was absolutely besotted with David Caruso, but I’m over him; his fixation with his sunglasses now gets on my nerves.  I find Eddie Cahill (Detective Flack in CSI: NY) absolutely gorgeous – must be those blue eyes…
  1. I want to be Dr Who’s companion.  But then David Tennant must be the Doctor.  I will always be thankful to my friends Lisa and Leon for introducing me to the Doctor.  There would be a huge gap in my heritage had they not.
  1. I have a love of peanut butter in any shape or form – even ice-cream.  Just the other day I bought myself a tub of peanut butter swirl ice-cream from Woolies and even though it is way too cold for ice-cream, I sneak a teaspoon or two into my mouth after supper.  No-one else is allowed near my ice-cream.
  1. I wish someone would find me (or I, him!) that loves me for who I am, how I am, no matter what.  I’m tired of being alone.  This feeling is exacerbated every time I hear friends of mine are getting married, or those who are, are having kiddies, or I catch the bouquet at a wedding – just last week I caught my third consecutive bouquet – not a good hat-trick to have.
  1. By the time I went to school at the age of six, I still couldn’t tie my shoelaces.  Seriously.
  1. The quickest way to get me to fall asleep in front of the TV is to put David Attenborough on – there is something about his voice that puts me to sleep.
  1. If I could, I would eat Italian food every day.  The passion and love that goes into Italian cooking makes it tastier.  I would love to tourItalyon a little Vespa scooter from North to South sampling the food – not caring about the weight I will undoubtedly put on.
  1. I am fascinated by snakes and crocodiles – particularly when they come packaged as shoes and handbags. 
  1. I love big band music.
  1. When I was a little girl I wanted to be a teacher – when I hear on the news what happens in schools these days, I’m relieved I’m not.

Friday Fun

For some reason I have been in the mood for baking.  The other day it was biscuits and this morning it is a cake.  It is the first time I have used a bundt cake ring, as well as an icing bag, but I don’t think I did too badly for a first attempt 🙂

Dad and I are watching the cricket – I think it is going to be an interesting game, and of course, I am rooting for the Proteas.

Carmen is celebrating her crown birthday on the 30th and in celebration of the milestone, she is hosting a trailer trash party tomorrow afternoon.  She has invited both Elizabeth and I.  I have a pretty good idea of what I am going to wear.  I will take a few pics to post.  I am looking forward to seeing how inventive the guests are with the dress code.  I love a theme party!

Then, Side View’s weekend theme “Star”, here is my contribution – a little ditty:

You’re My Stars

Consult the Stars

Oh Psychic One

Tell me of Wars

Not yet Begun

Consult the Stars

Navigator of the Seas

So that I may set sail

In the gentle breeze

Consult the Stars

My friends

So you can see them shine

Like they belong to God,

I’m honoured to say “you’re mine”.

Right, now I’m off to go and slice that cake of mine and have a cuppa tea…

‘Til later 🙂