Can you believe it? It’s almost the end of August, technically we should all be checking our Xmas shopping lists and buying presents to avoid the Xmas Eve panic. Yea, who *really* does that? There have been a number of years when I’ve thought to myself, if I buy a present each month for one or other member of the family by the time December rolls round, I’ll be sorted. Hasn’t happened yet. I’m a great admirer of people who are that organised, I think somewhere in my brain I have a loose wire* – the one which is meant to ensure organisational skills are at a premium, I reckon I either never got the right wire, or mine has shorted out. I try really hard to be organised and just never quite get it right.
* shut up Wouter
On the house front, the kitchen is coming along – if you want the technical ins and outs of Wouter’s kitchen cupboard assembling you need to read his blog, all I can tell you is that it is looking awesome, is flippen hard work, and is killing him slowly – then again I think the whole house is conspiring towards his demise.
Our very trendy little cupboard…
We had a number of firsts this weekend, our inaugural launch of the jacuzzi – must say I’m not a huge jacuzzi fan because I find I get too hot, but when one has been sitting in an empty house, which is freezing – to slip into that warm water, is utter bliss.
The other first was a personal one, I did some scrapbooking in my scrapbook room, yay! ‘K so I was perched on a stool which is almost as tall as the surface I was working on, trying to fit everything onto my makeshift table but when one is determined enough, one can do anything – besides I’d already finished the weeding (I’ll get to that a bit later) and Wouter was busy with Randall installing the electric gate.
Scrapbooking took some time to take off in South Africa – I can remember a few years ago when there was next to nothing available here, and I’d do a lot of online shopping from American stores. Things have improved quite dramatically and the hobby is becoming almost as popular here as it is in America.
An electric gate, what a pleasure not to have to get out the car, fumble with the side gate lock, eventually get that open, fumble with the gate lock, eventually get that open – drag the gate out the way….. get back in the car, drive in – get out the car – drag the gate closed again. Life is good.
Ah yes, the weeds….. I swear those little buggers are sitting right now in the garden laughing at me. We bought some weed killer over the weekend, spray on stuff that is supposed to get rid of broad leaf weeds (to the uneducated….. broad leaf weeds are…. well I have no clue what they are – I just sprayed everything). You know, there are more weeds in that damn garden than there were before I started weeding, there’s a conspiracy out there I’m sure. Either that or the weed pixies come over in the middle of the night with bags of assorted weeds and plant them, I can just see them giggling to themselves, jostling over prime spots in the garden and shrieking with pixie glee at the end of a nights efforts. *muttersaboutlittlepixiebastards*
You probably don’t recall the flowers Tamsyn and I planted some months back, I was amazed to see one of them actually flowering again – I figured they were long gone.
We also have this plant in the garden which I thought looked quite interesting – and yes I’m still trying to achieve the perfect macro shot.
Lastly, I had my hair done on Saturday – told the girl to make it a bit redder…. The kids reaction – “Mom, what have you done!” I like it :)
