There is some unwritten rule that says you’re not supposed to have favourites where family members are concerned. Well, if a former British Prime Minister could favour her one twin above the other, I can surely have a favourite aunt, and even though she traded her earthly shell for her angel wings this past Monday after a short battle with liver cancer, Aunty Cathy will always live on in my heart and memories.Continue reading
It’s not been the best week, so I’m grateful that it is Friday. Monday is the start of a new week and a new month. Historically February isn’t a good month for me; it brings with it many reminders that trigger deep bouts of sadness within me, but at least I know to expect them, right?
Anyhow, the inspiration for today’s post, comes from one of the pages I follow on Facebook. It had a post up today posing the question: What’s the worst thing you can step on in the dark?
I can think of quite a few things…
A really bad one for me would probably be one of those hairy rain spiders we get in the Garden Route of South Africa…
…or a (Cape) cockroach, or a Parktown Prawn. In fact, stepping on anything insect or arachnid is enough to give me the willies. Have you ever looked at a cockroach up close? They have little barbs on their feet that hook on your skin if they walk on you. I swear, I threw up in my mouth just thinking about it. I know there is probably a scientific answer for this, but do cockroaches actually serve a purpose? Other than freaking the shit out of people, and surviving a nuclear holocaust, I mean.
Other gross things I wouldn’t want to step in regardless of the colour of the sky outside are any things that smells bad. I retch at the mere whim of sour dairy products. My goddaughter, Lily-Rose was still a teeny tot when I was bouncing her on my knee, and she puked all over me. I handed the teary-eyed little one back to her mother and hauled ass to the bathroom where I myself chucked up. I spent the rest of the day in my dressing gown, because I didn’t have another spare change of clothes, and I avoided even picking Lily-Rose up again. Dog shit is another thing I hope I never step into with bare feet. I remember stepping in it with takkies (SA colloquialism for ‘sneakers’) as a child and not wanting to wear them again, despite them having been laundered in the washing machine.
If you think stepping on a Lego is sore, you’re an amateur. In South Africa, we have thorns called duwweltjies.
They belong with the higher classification of the ‘puncture vine’, which in my opinion, is accurate; when you step on one, it not only punctures the sole of your foot (sometimes through your shoes if the soles aren’t think enough), but your whole body winces for a second. They hurt so badly, even the dogs walk on three legs if they step on one.
Come to think of it, after watching Bones reruns for the umpteenth time, I’d rather step on any of the above, rather than human remains – the odour of the putrefaction will have me vomiting out an entire week’s lunch, the maggots might have spider or roach friends (or both!) and I’m likely to fall face first into a jab of thorns.
We all know someone who needs this…
There are varied psychological interpretations as far as the colour blue is concerned, based on this article by Very Well Mind. Where are you on the spectrum?
Friday the 13th has nothing on Monday the 16th. Today I can do blue for #MoodboardMonday because what a day it has been already. Good grief!Continue reading
I swear, I just blinked, and a week went by. I can’t believe it’s #MoodboardMonday again already. Today’s colour is grey (or gray, depending on what dictionary you favour). It’s the colour of my mood and the fog that has taken up residence in my brain.Continue reading
I can’t actually believe it’s #MoodboardMonday again already.
Let’s talk orange today. This colour has many positive associations and is perfect to get in the mood for the warmer weather (here in South Africa, anyway). I can’t wear orange, it just isn’t suited to my skin tone, but I decided that it might be a good idea to wear different shades of it on my nails. Every time I look at my hands, I feel a pang of enthusiasm and energy. I need both after the downer-week I had last week.Continue reading
It’s #moodboardmonday again.
I was going to do blue today but decided on monochrome given that the past week has been one with much food for thought. *Note – I am not giving my personal views on any of the subjects; I am merely hoping to oil the wheels of respectful discussion*.Continue reading
Pink is a colour that I’ve grown to love as I’ve got older. Maybe it’s because I’m still a hopeless romantic (despite my disastrous love-life track record), or maybe it’s because I feel like some candyfloss right now. Who knows?Continue reading