March...my Favourite month.

The month of March is when my birthday happens, my blog's second birthday and the birthday of many members of my family and also my friends! It is my favourite month and makes me feel so happy! Not that I want to record the passing of yet another year but it is fun to have a day dedicated to you and that's what birthdays are all about. A day of total indulgence. Not necessarily material indulgence but a day to do things that make you happy.

When I first got married we lived in a very small home attached to the Boy's hostel which my husband helped run. The master in charge, Mr McCloud and his dear wife lived right next door and Myfanwy, a lovely Welsh women, spent much time popping in and sharing her wisdom. One of the many pearls she passed my way was about birthdays. She too had a March birthday. She advised that for at least a week before your special day you MUST start talking about what you would like to do and how you are going to celebrate your special day. She felt that you only have yourself to blame should your dearly beloved forget your birthday. I liked that advice and put it into practice until the children got old enough to be reminding their Dad! These days I don't feel sensitive about my birthday and my DB always remembers. He just needs a great big HINT about what to get me. This year I wanted a certain perfume which I used to use in my early days so that was easy and I love flowers. To my dearest friends Bridget and Arlene thank you for the lovely flowers.

I treated myself to a new hairdo and walked out the salon feeling great! All the calls, sms's, emails etc just made the day so special. The day before my birthday my hubby and I went off to enjoy a special sushi lunch and on Friday I treated my sister and Arlene, my dear friend, to tea. Arlene is always so inspiring...she has been in a wheelchair for a very long time and has other lesser health issues and you NEVER hear her complain. She is a wonderful quilter, a huge Bridge card player and does beautiful cross stitch. A morning with Arlene, is all I need to feel a new appreciation for all I have!

As I mentioned, it is also my blog's birthday. I started it two years ago and it is still going! I enjoy my blog and make myself angry when I don't write regularly! It's just a matter of a bit more self discipline. I am so grateful to the people who take the time to read my ramblings....thank you. I just wish there were more "comments" which serve as encouragement.

While the month got off to a great start we are now feeling so upset about the news about the Air Malaysia which has disappeared. It is a Favourite airline of ours too. My thoughts and love go to all the friends and family waiting for news! Let's hope things just get better from here.

 

Oscar, Oscar, The Oscars and Oskidu!

It is lovely being home again after an absence of +three months! Fortunately, the weather during the first week was perfect weather for little boys to enjoy the "piggies" . A couple of years back when our dear grandson, Oscar first came to our beach home and Grandpa took him to play in the waves, Grandpa would wait for a wave to come, shouting, 'here comes a "biggee" 'and lift a delighted Oscar as the water broke over them. Nothing has changed and Oscar continues to call the waves "piggies" and still delights in his Grandfather lifting him up as the waves rush in. Oscar loves the water and has gained so much in confidence which we hope will rub off on his swimming lessons! Grandpa's arm muscles are stronger and his back aches like crazy! The joys.....

Then we have the trial of Oscar Pistorius. With the media being aloud to be present in the court it has caused such a frenzy. On one hand it is good to see how our courts operate on the other hand I think it is so intimidating for the witnesses. The whole procedure is being described as a circus. Listening to the cross questioning of some of the witnesses one would think they were the ones on trial. Glad I am not up there...I could not stand the pressure!

What about The Oscars.....oh my, aren't the clothes out of this world! It is such fun seeing the actors and actresses being "themselves" so to speak. I am so fortunate that I managed to seem many of the films that were nominated. Blue Jasmine got my Oscar while Twelve Years of Slavery was just too disturbing for me. Any movie that portrays white on black racism manages to make me feel so uncomfortable that I would rather not watch them. Blue Jasmine, was just up my alley!

I also took a special interest in the Metro Music awards this past Saturday as our Sarah's company was covering the event. Sarah flew down and was backstage Taking pics, tweeting and Facebooking and whatever else social media companies do. There too, the outfits were just lovely! South Africa's who's who looked amazing, and we have much to be proud of! Oskidu, our own music maker was given an award for his contribution to the Music business and I found his acceptance speech a little edgy when he said it was the first time in twenty years that he has been recognized!!

There we have it, little Oscar with the Piggies, Big Oscar in trouble, the Oscars over for 2014 and Oskido

making lots of good music.

A good start to our time at home.

Dear Carbs

Dear Carbs,

I miss you. I miss you with all my taste buds! I miss you in every form you present yourself! Hot toast, hot chips, mash potatoes, wine, .....you know who you are...well, I miss you!

It has been a few weeks now and I can't say that the results thus far warrant the sacrifices made! The promises the books make are just not true! "Give up your carbs and lose 15 lbs in two weeks...." this is just not possible.These false promises are just no good and I am suffering!!

Every time I pass the bakery or the deli the delicious smells rise up and titillate my taste buds, my mouth waters, my tummy grumbles.

It is hot cross bun time and I am not sure I am going to be able to avoid having a little nibble here and there.

Most of all I miss my evening glass of delicious pink wine! How can one be expected to give up the elixir of life!!

"You are what you eat" is the common belief....I am going to be bouncing around like a bunny soon with all the greens I am eating. Can man live on lettuce alone? Am I imagining it or have I a green tint to my complexion?

Dear Carbs, I repeat, I miss you. I just hope that with all this suffering and sacrifice, the readings on the scale will soon be favorable and I will be able to wear my size L clothes again. I hope some of my aches and pains will disappear and all will be good.

Right now, all I see is a long boring road ahead filled with temptation which will need much determination and staying power!

Wish me luck,

Penny.

 

Neighbours.

 

Ex stretched out a welcoming hand. No bunch of flowers or shop bought cake(the shops

My Neighbors and Friends

by Ellen Bailey

My neighbors and my friends are very dear to me They are always there whenever there is a need We talk to each other and we borrow and lend Such treasures they are, my neighbors and friends I sing when they sing and I laugh when they laugh We do things for each other on the other's behalf They share with me their many worries and fears I share with them my compassion and my tears How lonely and cheerless a place my soul would be Without such neighbors and good friends as these I cherish them all and take each one into my heart Feeling the love and kindness each in turn imparts

What has happened to friendly, welcoming neighbours? I am sure that

there are kind folk around but not here in JHB. Sarah moved into a complex where the homes are attached so neighbours are really close by. On either side of her there are two young families each with four year old daughters. Oscar, being the same age could have such dun with these instant buddies but that is to going to happen. At no stage have the neighbours or anyone in the complex extended a welcome of any kind. No bunch of flowers, pot plant or shop bought cake. The shops are just over the road. Is it a case of "let's keep our heads down and mind our own business'? Sarah and Adrien did extensive alterations to the home before moving in and that could have been reason enough to pop by to see what the place looks like but no chance! 

Chris and Diana had two years in the states and one of the best things of living in San Francisco were the lovely neighbours. They were 'not in your face' kind of people but fun and supportive. If they heard the kids in the garden they would arrive with their drinks and snacks and ask if they could join in! When moving back to Australia they took this fine example of good neighbours back with them and have had two Open houses where they invited their neighbours to a BBQ? As a result they have made some lovely, fun and supportive friends!

 

I realise that city life is a busy life. Usually both Mom and Dad work and children are in aftercare. This leaves little time for themselves, their families etc. let alone neighbours. What a difference it would have made if just one person from the complex had popped by and stretched out a welcoming hand! Let's remember that a stranger is a friend who we just don't know .....yet!!

 

Egoli, the city of gold.

It is wonderful to be back in S.A. and Johannesburg. We are staying with Sarah and Adrien in their new home. I have been able to attack the little garden which is such a pleasure. The shopping centre is right across the road which is such fun, fun, fun.

The first week here was such a whirlwind getting ready for Sarah's birthday party. Unfortunately her assistant "Brilliant" never returned after going home to Zimbabwe to sort her passport out. Communication from there is limited however Sarah did get a message saying she will come back when her papers are sorted. In the meantime Mother is here and I am enjoying fiddling and sorting things out!

As a treat, the two of went across the road and had our toe nails painted. This is so special. This is what are daughters are all about!

On Friday, Sarah invited her cuzzies and best friends around. It was such fun to see everybody, and braaing in their garden was such a pleasure! I also did a lovely long walk yesterday so between digging and working in the garden and taking long walks I confess that my bones are rather stiff and sore.

We are so proud of our lovely daughter who really is a such a ray of sunshine plus a great wife, Mother, daughter, sister, friend and business woman! We love you to bits! Sarah is an entrepreneur of note and we just love hearing about all her business dealings! Oh to be young and brave!

 

 

 

Back to the green green grass of home.

That was a very long night. Two flights, one to Doha with a quick change and the second flight back to Johannesburg. We left the condo in K.L at five p.m. and got to our destination ...21 hours later. We use this way of getting home as it is the cheaper way and also the Middle Eastern airlines cannot be faulted for service. The airplanes are great, seating comfortable, and the flight attendants exceptional. What a pleasure.

The best part of the journeys is watching the movies. I may nod off for an hour or two at the most but for the rest, I watch as many movies as possible. I might as well make the most of the looooooong journey.

While waiting to get our flights I love to "people watch" Airports are such melting pots of society. I enjoy seeing the way people dress, the way they chat to each other, the things they do to kill time. The entry of electric devices has changed the way people spend their time waiting. Yesterday, I was particularly annoyed and my husband had to almost tie me down to my chair. Young parents each had their I phones and were busy doing whatever you do on them. Their little girl of between two and three years old was crying and crying and thiin crying changed and increased in decibels. What did the parents do ....absolutely nothing! There were many of us who felt the same discomfort as we caught each other's eye. All that little girl wanted was some attention. It was way beyond her bed time and she needed to be cuddled and calmed down but these selfish parents chose to do nothing. By the time the passengers with children were called to board I was beside myself. The Mother put her phone in her bag, picked up the child and headed to the departure gate. There wasn't another cry or scream just gentle little sobs as the little girl calmed down. Now if this is what is happening in public place what goes on at home. Except maybe, just maybe the couple employ a nanny to take care of their responsibility.

I was reading a suggested list of things to do to to make long journeys easier. One of the suggestions is to remember that the person sitting next to you could be "the stranger who is a friend,you just don't know." The article encourages passengers to chat to the person sitting next to you. I confess that I usually do say a few polite words but I really don't want to be chatting for six hours...remember, I want to watch movies! Last night I was sitting to a young Man from Chennai in India. He had just had his holiday in Malaysia and was returning to work in Doha. He was a most pleasant young man. I became all nervous when he asked me if I was a Christian....I am rather cautious about my answers to these questions. This fellow is a Muslim and is VERY well read on comparitive religions. He asked me whether I am a Jesus Christian or a Mary Christian! I think he has done a little reading on Catholicism. He then started talking about parallels and suggested I should learn more about Moses. By now I was really beginning to sink....oh dear, where are we going with all of this. FORTUNATELY the young Chinese fellow on the other side of my new zealous friend, the stranger, started asking for help in getting his movie device going and I took the gap and got mine going. A lovely young man but we do have to choose our moments a little better. My hubby sitting on the other side of me just gave me an awry smile.

The two journeys went well but it was a great relief and pleasure to arrive back 'ome where the grass is always greener!

 

The Guiding Hand.

Today is our penultimate day in Kuala Lumpur. It is a another public holiday due to the Chinese New Year celebrations. This means no one has to rush off to work and we can have family fun!

Snacks, water, hats, more water, bicycle, balls... All packed and we are ready to head off to the park. It is my first visit to this particular park and it turns out to be a "Work in Progress" with lots of renovations taking place. In between the building rubble, the park is beautiful with lots of water features, great exercise equipment, jogging and cycle pathways. The streams are loaded with fish which the kiddies love to try and catch. The bigger areas of water have hundreds of terrapins slipping in and out and having a wonderful time.

The atmosphere is lovely with K.L. enjoying cooler weather and even a breezes blowing through the beautiful trees. The birds are singing and filling the air with melodious sounds which is such a pleasure especially for us who live in "condo land". Joggers are working up a sweat, Mums and Dads are out pushing the pram and I even saw old folk being pushed along in their wheel chairs.

Joshua has reached the age when he needs to discard his "fairy" wheels and ride independently. Do you recall your first bike? Although it is all of sixty+ years ago if I close my eyes and cast my mind back I can feel my father's steadying hand on my back encouraging me and telling me that I can do it! That is what parents do....forever. We put out that steadying hand and say "you can do it"! Joshua is making great progress and needs a few more mornings like this, encouraging and urging him on. Then one day he will be off and the feeling of achievement will be so sweet! He won't look back and he will enjoy hours and hours of fun cycling with his Mum and his Dad. The only thing that will change will be the size of his bicycle. Maybe one day he will say "look folks,no hands,"

 



I hope Joshua treasures this experience and the memory of his Mom and Dad holding and guiding and helping him to balance and gain confidence as he learns yet another skill.

 

Life is like a ten speed bicycle. Most of us have gears we never use.

~ Charles M. Schulz