This week..

October 30, 2006

This week

I am going to read more

and talk less

I am going to laugh more

and cry less

I am going to love more

and hurt less

I am going to dance more

and eat less

I am going to be happy more

and complain less.


Food anyone??

October 27, 2006

If you have been reading my blog long enough, you might know that I suffer from an eating disorder.  I have been very good for a very long time and have to pat myself on the back for it.  However, due to my recent mental state, I am battling not to fall into the pit again.  I am confident that it won’t happen and to prove my self belief and self restraint, I want to point your attention to a new blog run by two of our blog buddies, Chuck and Babs or should I say Babs and Chuck??? I can’t get the linking thing right so please use the link in my Blogroll to RealfoodRealPeople.  I even contributed a few recipes.  There are some fantastic ideas on there!!!

 Go on, why are you still here!!! Get over there and check it out and you might be tempted to share some of your favourites with them!!! 

Tough love

October 25, 2006

My previous post was pretty emotional and I must admit that I do feel a little bit better after reading the following.  It has put some of my emotions in perspective and I hope you find it just as enlightening as I did.  Thank you to Terri for sharing this with me. I know it is long, but it is a good read.

Mean Moms

Someday when my children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates a parent, I

will tell them, as my Mean Mom told me:

I loved you enough . . . to ask where you were

going, with whom, and what time you would be


I loved you enough to be silent and let you

discover that your new best friend was a creep.

I loved you enough to make you go pay for the

bubble gum you had taken and tell the clerk, “I

stole this yesterday and want to pay for it.”

I loved you enough to stand over you for two

hours while you cleaned your room, a job that

should have taken 15 minutes.

I loved you enough to let you see anger,

disappointment, and tears in my eyes. Children

must learn that their parents aren’t perfect.

I loved you enough to let you assume the

responsibility for your actions even when the

penalties were so harsh they almost broke my


But most of all, I loved you enough , to say

NO when I knew you would hate me for it.

Those were the most difficult battles of all. I’m

glad I won them, because in the end you won, too.

And someday when your children are old enough to

understand the logic that motivates parents, you

will tell them.

Was your Mom mean? I know mine was. We had the

meanest mother in the whole world! While other

kids ate candy for breakfast, we had to have

cereal, eggs, and toast. When others had a Pepsi

and a Twinkie for lunch, we had to eat

sandwiches. And you can guess our mother fixed us

a dinner that was different from what other kids

had, too.

Mother insisted on knowing where we were at all

times. You’d think we were convicts in a prison.

She had to know who our friends were, and what we

were doing with them. She insisted that if we

said we would be gone for an hour, we would be

gone for an hour or less.

We were ashamed to admit it, but she had the

nerve to break the Child Labor Laws by making us

work. We had to wash the dishes, make the beds,

learn to cook, vacuum the floor, do laundry,

empty the trash and all sorts of cruel jobs. I

think she would lie awake at night thinking of

more things for us to do.

She always insisted on us telling the truth, the

whole truth, and nothing but the truth.

By the time we were teenagers, she could read our

minds and had eyes in the back of her head. Then,

life was really tough!

Mother wouldn’t let our friends just honk the

horn when they drove up. They had to come up to

the door so she could meet them. While everyone

else could date when they were 12 or 13, we had

to wait until we were 16.

Because of our mother we missed out on lots of

things other kids experienced. None of us have

ever been caught shoplifting, vandalizing

other’s property or ever arrested for any crime.

It was all her fault.

Now that we have left home, we are all educated,

honest adults. We are doing our best to be mean

parents just like Mom was.

I think that is what’s wrong with the world


It just doesn’t have enough mean moms!

Not a good day

October 23, 2006

I’m feeling pretty down today.  I feel as if I have reached a cross roads and don’t know which path to take.  It all just blew up on Friday.  Yes it is about the 16 year old and yes it has made me desperately unhappy.  It also concerns his father and that makes me scared.  I have made so many mistakes in the past.  I have made decisions that I have regretted and I hope I didn’t do it again. I don’t even know how to explain it.  Bottom line, the 16 year old lied about something and I caught him out.  To make matters worse, his mother also lied for him and now I am the villain. How does that work? I feel like I am being punished for something he did and the fact that I pointed his dishonesty(and his mothers’) out to his dad has somehow made me the guilty one.  Instead of him being grounded as his dad promised, his dad entertained him the whole weekend. Even bought him his favourite food for supper.  I was left alone at home with the todlers all weekend.  Am I the only one who is seeing that this child is heading for a disaster? Mind you, as per his dad, he is not my problem, so why should I care??? Why should I worry about the fact that he is constantly out of school because he is “sick”.  Why should I worry because he is failing practically all his subjects? Why should I worry because he is mixing with the wrong friends?  Why should I care because he doesn’t respect his parents or his teachers?  Why should I care?? I ask you!!!!!

Cup Final Showdown

October 16, 2006

What a game??!!!!  Maybe that is what should have happened? Maybe it was the only possible solution and outcome after a season of fantastic rugby? I don’t know about you guys, but I enjoyed it.  I am not a gambler, but last week in the pub we were talking about the result and I said that I think it is going to be a 25 all draw. Everyone laughed and said that a final can’t end in a draw and those in the know said that extra time will be played etc etc.  Well, I think I would have won some money if I had placed my bet.  The game did end in a 25 all draw.  Then 20 minutes of extra time was played and then the game ended on 28 all. 

I must be honest and say that I sometimes wondered where Mr Jonathan Kaplan was, because there were some dodgy decisions. All in all he probably had a good game, but I am sure some die hard fans will blame him for the fact that “their” team didn’t win because of a decision he made. 

From where I sat, it was a good game.  The players were giving it their all and I admire Ollie le Roux who by the end of the game was so exhausted that he could barely stand on his feet and he just carried on playing the extra 20 minutes.  Not one player was willing to give up.  Some thing else I noticed was the way two players in particular greeted each other after the game.  They were all over each other during the game and the one wouldn’t give the other a gap and at one point I thought that they were going to box, but when the game finished they had the biggest smiles on their faces when they congratulated each other.  I am talking about the two guys I dislike most of both the teams and it was Marius Delport(Bulls) and Phillip Burger(Cheetahs).

Well, they say playing a cup final and resulting in a draw is like kissing your sister?  Yup, we all wanted a clear winner, but in the end, I am happy that they are sharing the cup.  If the Bulls had won, I would have had to sleep on the couch and we can’t have that now, can we?

Just as a last thought.  The Springbok team was announced at the conclusion of the game and I just want to say that I am terribly sorry that my player of the season, Gabamba Floors, didn’t make the squad.  You hang in there, because your time will come to shine.  I doubt if you can shine any brighter than you are at the moment because you are brilliant.  I am rooting for you.  You’re da bomb!!!!!

Cup final time.

October 13, 2006

This weekend will be spent hopefully celebrating the Bulls beating the Cheetahs in the Currie Cup Final

The Cheetahs have faced the Blue Bulls twice already this season, but their successes will be a major cause for concern for home supporters.

In the two previous meetings during this season, the Bulls won both, amassing a remarkable 65 points and conceding just 43. 

As per SA, the odds are currently in die Bull’s favour.  They have won the title 21 times against the 2 wins of the Cheetahs. I have always been a Bulls supporter.  Since Rassie Erasmus entered the scene, I looked at the Cheetahs with new eyes.  They are not to written off so easily.  The Bulls shouldn’t go into the game thinking that the odds are with them, because anything can happen tomorrow.  Something that should help the Cheetahs is the fact that they are playing at home.  The stands will be full of white and orange jerseys, but I can bet you that the Bulls supporters will also be there in full force. 

 Let’s hope that it will be a clean game.  I always dread finals because more often than not, it has turned into boxing matches and we don’t want that to happen.

 I must however state that there is one player on the field tomorrow that I simply don’t like and he is Phillip Burger.  Yes, he is a try scoring machine, but he has the attitude to go with it.  Just can’t like him.  Have a look when he scores a try.  Yes, be enthusiastic and enjoy the moment, but jeepers enough is enough!!!


New Home

October 11, 2006

I have found a new home.  I am hoping that this will be a happy home.  I wasn’t too unhappy in my old home.  It is just that things kept vanishing and I had to find a place where I would feel safe.  I think I’m home now!!!