Another Saturday Session...

Almost lunch time and I've had a rather productive morning. No hangover this morning and I got breakfast brought to me in bed. Love it!
I then felt quite motivated to go to gym. I haven't been all week and thinking about it now I don't believe I went the week before either. Where does time go?
So we went. Just got home now and I must prepare to watch the rugby and support a South Africa team I don't particularly care for (Stormers rule!) but they can't lose today - South African pride is at stake!
GO THE BULLS!

Saturday Sessions

Saturday! I love Saturday! I don't like waking up to an alarm though. It's wrong. Saturday I should be woken up by the sun. Whom I kidding? I live in Edinburgh, the sun hates us.
Normally it is a case of waking up and not being alarmed up on a Saturday. Alas we have a house guest this weekend. He had to head off to a Highland gathering to go play drums in a tartan skirt this morning. My I-wannabe-a-chef-and-perfect-host man decided to send him off with a Scottish breakfast - minus the black pudding which we forgot to buy. This meant setting an alarm to make sure he woke up in good time to prepare this feast.
My responsibility set the alarm and kick him out of bed. I did - so some good wife points earned by me. I then snoozed for another half an hour before guilt dragged me by my pounding head out of bed. I've mentioned before I'm not a morning person so imagine my glee at being confronted by 2 cheerful chaps with my red wine head still throbbing angrily. Coffee. 3 cups. More wife points earned by me! My next designated duty - make the toast. Easy peesy japaneesy wife points!
We got the skirted drummer out the door in good time to catch his taxi. I got to clean up the kitchen - mega wife points - while Chef patted his belly and watched Super 14 rugby while chatting to his folks Downunder on Skype.
So a rather succesful Saturday so far in spite of the alarmed awakening. Huge wife points earned. And now I get to chill out for a while before my next set of duties call. The quest for wife points never ends!

Can't beat the 80's

I'm sitting watching the NEW Knight Rider as I write this. KITT is awesome! Beautiful! Effects are quality. He now has the voice of Val Kilmer. The new Michael, the son of Michael Knight is pretty, well pretty. I think this might be the start of a great show. Watch this space

Won't compare it to the Eighties Hoff version, you can't beat the Eighties now can you?

Happy Mother's Day!

It’s Mother's Day today! I’m normally quite organized and make sure to spoil my very deserving Mother with flowers and cards but this year I’m very sad to say that with all that’s been going on in my life of late I remembered the flowers too late and she only got a phone call this year. I feel like a very bad daughter. I had the best of intentions but not enough time to follow through on them. Not an excuse I know.

I suppose -and I’m not justifying my lack of gift here- no gift could ever really express how much I love and value my Mother. Like every mother she has had to endure the empty nest syndrome with each of us leaving the nest one by one. Most mothers are lucky enough to have their kids living down the road, in the next town or at least the same country as them. In my Mom’s case, like so many mothers from South Africa, all her kids live overseas. So on Mothers Day there is no-one to take her out to lunch, drop by with flowers and a card or cook her breakfast in bed. My Dad does his best to treat her and we all make the effort to try make her feel special. I failed this year and I’m quite sad about that. My mom sounded down when I phoned her (though she tried to hide it) and I feel like I didn’t do what I was meant to as a good daughter to make her happy on Mother’s Day. So Mom if you are reading this I want you to know I love you very much. I feel very lucky to have had a Mom like you – on top of all the usual motherly qualities most mom’s possess you had a very extra special ones that made you stand out – open-minded, encouraging and mischievous – you gave us all our naughty side. You were the first to stand up and fight in our court. You were the coolest of all the Moms and still are! HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!!

Curry in a hurry!

Diet flew out the window last night with a good ol’ curry take-away singing ‘I win again’ to its departing t. I’m trying to coax it back today but it’s slow going. Only got a big D back in as the smell of curry is still lingering around the fridge.

Tick! Tock! Tick! Tock!

Another weekend almost passed. Halfway through the month of May already. Time is flying by. The clock at work stopped at exactly 9:45pm on Thursday. We arrived at this conclusion on the basis that it was working on Thursday when the last person left around 6pm. When I arrived at 6:50am I noticed it had stopped. In fact my heart stopped for a second when I thought I’d lost almost 3 hours. We are a clever bunch at my work! The jokes rolled in as each new person arrived and continued for most of the day. ‘I feel like I’m stuck in the same time zone’, ‘Today is going so slowing it feels like time has stopped doesn’t it?’ – you get the picture.
My only attempt at humour came when the young Office lad fixed the clock at around 3:30pm – ‘The last few hours just flew by didn’t they?’
I think I’m the funniest of them all!

My sun, my sun!

I live in the land of the Everlasting Winter. The sun has forsaken us. They say we talk about the weather when we have nothing else interesting to discuss. Maybe so, but they clearly have never lived in the land of the Everlasting Winter.