Slithery things & sqwudges...

I don't mean to state the obvious but it is cold!!! Normally I'm quite capable of getting out of bed each morning but this morning... I had to extract myself from within the comfort and warmth of my duvet by promising myself a good cup of coffee as a reward. Upon my return to my bedroom with coffee for myself & HRH I found my youngest snuggling angelically behind his dad. When he saw me he jumped out and gave me the hugest sqwudge ever. (A sqwudge is not just a hug, legs are wrapped around the recipients waist, arms are wrapped around the neck and the biggest squeeze hug is given.) Sebastian is the sqwudge Master!!! He always laughs afterwards claiming that he's almost sqwudged all my jelly out. (Mom's are made of wood, plasticine and jelly; and then a sprinkled with some magic from God - according to my three).
It's only April. What's going to happen in July???? Perhaps I'm just being a huge ninny, perhaps I just need to put my big girl panties on and deal with it and perhaps they'll keep me warm!!

On Thursday when I got home from work, as usual I asked the kids how their day was. Sam said "MOM... Absolutely FANTASTIC". Hmmmmmm. What's he done now??? So I asked him "What?" "Mom, please can we keep it" "What?" "Don't want to tell you 'cos you're going to make us take it out" oh my god, i think... this isn't going to be pleasant... "Just show me Sam, and I'll take it from there". In one of my biggest tupperware containers is a whole lot of grass, a dish of water, a toy porsche car, a few sticks, and a little slithery thing which they've already named "Strikey" GREAT!!!!! Right, firstly, let's get this thing identified, so off myself and 3 kids go across the road to my neighbour Kevin who is brilliant at this sort of thing. Oh lovely he declares, it's a 3 day old Herald. Not a Red-lipped, just a plain Herald. Completely harmless. Ok, this I can handle. What then crosses my mind is that if he's only 3 days old, WHERE'S MOM???? and she doesn't just lay one egg...
Kevin kindly lends us a glass tank to put Strikey in and informs us that he eats baby gecko's and baby frogs. Guess who spent thursday night searching for bloody gecko's???? On Sunday morning Quinton and the kids decided that Strikey would probably enjoy his life more if he was allowed to catch his own food and slither freely so they released him.

Right, I'm now off to warm myself up somehow...???

Bunnies, Bruises & Boulders (in no particular order...)

On Wednesday night my husband (god bless his soul) "worked late". At 9:08pm I received a call from him saying that he'd had a little prang (South African for mild car accident). Deep breath, keep calm... "Are you ok?" "Yes" "Is the car ok?" "not really" "how bad is it?" "it's bad" "can you drive home?" "Oh hell no, xxx is coming to tow me" "what happened?" "I hit a rock, I think" grrrrrr i think. HRH arrives around 10pm with "pranged" vehicle in tow. Although it seems ok to the eye, one must take into account that it's a 1994 Audi S4 Quattro. a) It's old, b) It's imported therefore UNinsured, c) there's only 14 in the country (and now 13 on the roads!!) and finally d) it's a bloody solid hunk of steel. It now resembles a Mustang! What angers me is that in order to dent the car as much as it is... HRH must have been going fairly fast! AND.... he'd put new shocks & headlights on that very day... He has told the spares shop where he bought the shocks from that he wants a refund as they didn't work. They guys didn't believe him and had a good laugh! Anyway, I must admit that I'm most greatful that HRH is unscathed (by anything other than me!)

Thursday night we had a work team build which this time was Action Cricket. This I can do... I used to play YEARS ago (like 9ish years ago!!!). I woke up on Thursday morning with a gentle throb behind my left eye. this is never a good sign. By 9am I phoned HRH to fetch me. FULL BLOWN MIGRAINE. Is there any need???? Quin rushed to fetch me (don't quite know what work must think????) He brought me home, I undressed and slept. He came back later and took me to the chiropractor (I swear by him) and then home again where i slept again... (and took some genpayne) I woke up around 3pm feeling like a squillion bucks. Quin took me back to work (bearing in mind I'd left my car there). work really must think i'm nuts!!! The whole cricket thing was Used cars (Calcutta Knights) vs New cars (Rajasthan Royals). I elected to be a designated driver as I strongly disapprove of drinking and driving. I was given a Merc Vito to drive (I WANT ONE!!!) anyway, off to Durban north we went. We batted first and my partner & I were 3rd to bat. As I was standing there waiting for my boss to bowl to me, life turned to slow motion and I watched him do the full over arm professional bowling thing... My reaction time is slow motion really isn't very good as I watched the ball gently THWACK me on my upper inner thigh!!!! It's about a 10cm away from my woohoo! Anyway, the Calcutta Knights batted to our hearts content, ran like bats out of hell and got our asses WHIPPED!!! Final score 148ish to 67ish!! Then we went upstairs where our PR lady had laid out an awesome spread for us to make burgers. We had such a blast. Ended up leaving there around 11 and hit Durban! I now had 3 passengers (all slightly inebriated) all trying to change the music and all trying to give me directions. All in all, great fun!!!! I eventually got home around 2:30am, ate Quin's left over's and chatted to him for a while and crashed. Upon inspection the next morning, I have a bruise the size of a small country on my leg! I have taken photo's and will add when i down load them!!!
We also celebrated our 10th Wedding Anniversary on Thursday but because I was absent, we postponed it to Friday!!! (Quin's so understanding!!!)

Yesterday was Easter... The kids woke us up a little after stupid'o'clock to go egg hunting. Sebastian and Sydney were both very worried that our dog, Mojo, had eaten the Easter bunny as they'd heard the dogs barking a lot during the night!!! Anyway, being the good mom I am, I insisted they have breakfast first while Dad went outside to see what it was the dogs had been barking at!! To the children's delight the bunny had NOT been eaten by Harley and Mojo and had left a wonderful trail of eggs all around the garden. The children also listen to me beautifully and have given me all their eggs in their own packets for me to look after (this is also so that they don't scoff the whole lot in one go and get sore tummies!)

All we've done this long weekend is watch DVD's (Bucket List is AWESOME), eaten, and generally mooched on the couch!!! AWESOME.....

Downloading the white noise in my head...

There are certain things in life a person needs to experience. One being a loose tooth. My dear daughter has already lost her bottom two teeth but has not yet experienced the feeling of sticking her tongue under the very loose tooth only to have it pop out with the slightest twist! Her second (big) teeth decided to make their appearance BEHIND her little milk teeth! This is very unnecessary, however a trip to the dentist, about 8 minutes and R250 later all is sorted. Yesterday she had her second extraction. So last night the tooth was dutifully placed into her little pink slipper next to her bed, and off to sleep she went. I asked the "tooth fairy" to please do his thing as I was terribly tired and worried that she may not yet be fully asleep (bearing in mind it's school holiday's so the kids are staying awake a little later). 12:30am I was awoken to the sight of a devastated little 6 year old sobbing that the tooth fairy hadn't come yet. When i realised that it was literally the middle of the night, I told Sydney that she was probably on her way, a busy night, and that she should go back to sleep quickly so that the fairy can do her thing. Appeased, off she went. I lay there, first cursing the "tooth fairy" that he hadn't done his job, and then waiting until I was certain that she was soundly asleep so that I could assist the fairy. I re-awoke at 2:30 stressing that it was morning and that I'd failed my little girl, only to have the hugest sense of relief when I saw the time. Did my thing then fell back to a much appreciated sleep (which, however, was filled with the most RANDOM dreams!!) Dragged myself off to gym at 5am, did the very basics, including a whole 3 minute walk on the treadmill, this is because I lost all enthusiasm and quit that for the bicycle!! I'm sorry, I'm boring myself here.

Tomorrow is Quinton & my 10th Wedding Anniversary. How are we celebrating??? I'm playing Action Cricket after work with work for our quarterly team build and Quin's baby sitting!!! So we're going to do something on Friday. I must say, 10 years certainly flies by!!! Perhaps I should start writing that book i've always thought about... hmmmmm, dunno how interesting it would be to all, somewhere between comedy, satire, tragedy, more comedy ....

I've still not yet managed to loose any weight. The chart stares at me daily, mocking me because there is really NO CHANGE!!! I'm convincing myself that muscle weighs more than fat which is why there's been no change so then I started measuring myself... alas no change here either... so.... now i'm running (again... i'm convincing myself that walk 1 minute run 1 minute constitutes as running!) This will get the fat off!

I must say I'm looking foward to the long Easter Weekend (noooo, not all the chocolates) but Quin has promised to close shop tomorrow night and reopen on Tuesday. He never does this except at Christmas time so I'm really chuffed. Perhaps a little picnic with the kids at a park or even in the garden.

Last Saturday one of my 6 dearest friends left for Cape Town so on Wednesday we gathered to say cheers. hmmmm, ended up singing horribly awesome karaoke, laughing our sides sore and talking/shouting our voices hoarse. Some of us may or may not have smoke a bit of a cherry hubbly. Apparently very yummy!!!

Aaaah, I think that's enough for now. Sorry it's a little boring, it just needed to come out....

Until next time... have a FABULOUS day......