Laura posted a photo challenge on Female2Female, I immediately thought of this picture:
I took this in the Drakensberg last September, I had just discovered that my little Canon PowerShot SX100 IS has a Macro feature!
Im so chuffed by Female2Female challenges that I am going to create a category for them too.
Whenever I hear of a friend or acquaintance who has fallen pregnant I am over the moon happy for them. Truly. I get so excited. I practically do handstands and cartwheels for them. I love listening to pregnancy stories and birth stories. I think it is such a blessing to share in these miracles as women, friends and sisters.
A small not so small part of me stamps her foot, pouts her lips and whines ‘why not me?’
Why is it taking so long? Why did I have to try for 6 months before being told to take Clomid? Why did I take the Clomid anyway because my damn tubes were blocked so the Clomid did jack shit? Why? Why? Why?
I know my chances have increased 100% since having the lap in December and that this month might very well be THE month. I know I have no right to whine and complain, 9 months is nothing, there are women who wait 9 years or more to have a baby. 9 months really isn’t that long. I know that I am so blessed to have a son already!!
Maybe I just needed to vent, get it out there and let go of it so that I can move on with trying to fall pregnant.
As I stand now I am in the dreaded two week wait (2WW). Hold thumbs!
1. I hate cold eggs, if you are going to go to the trouble of frying or poaching or scrambling an egg then it must be eaten HOT. I cannot stand cold, slimy eggs!
2. People who suck their teeth. Get a tooth pick!
3. Weak tea. Tea must strong, ideally my spoon should stand up straight.
4. Drivers who swing out to the right just before they turn left!
5. People that nag me. If you asked me to do something and I said I would then I will do it. If you keep asking me over and over again without giving me a chance to even start doing whatever it is I am less inclined to help you.
A little background, we have been working on a data capturing project for just over a month, this lady has been helping since the beginning of the year, I have always opened the document (that is on the desk top) for her but she has watched me do it numerous times.
P: Can you help me, I cant see the words, only the windows blocks
I take a look, she has a new Excel document open
P: See, only the blocks no words
I minimize all the windows until I get to the desk top, I then open the Excel document she needs to be working on.
P: oh, how did you do that, I went to start and opened the Excel in the menu…
Yesterday my mom, grandfather and I spent some time going through my grans clothes, sorting out what will go to Hospice to be sold and what will go to other people, like all her bowls clothes will be given to underprivileged players.
While we were going through her hand bags my mom mentioned that granny used to make them. I never knew that about her.
It makes me wonder what else there was about her that as her granddaughter I didn’t know. It makes me realise that as her granddaughter I only knew her as my grandmother, not as a wife, a mother, a friend. The same goes for my mom, my dad, my grandfather, my uncles. How many different facets we all have.
I hope to learn more about my grandmother as a women, a mother, a friend, a wife…
This was overheard by a colleague in her other office…
R: The Knysna Golf Course burnt down yesterday.
E: Where? In Knysna?
K (standing at the fax machine): Do you think, if I am dialing an ’0860′ number I still need to dial ’0′ for a line?
A few days ago I posted this, I need to add a line at the end:
77 – How old she was when she died
My Granny Fanyse passed away yesterday. She went peacefully.
What an amazing lady she was.
She was an avid bowls player and played at provincial and national level. She was also a provincial, national and Maccabi selector.
She collected fridge magnets, both the fridge and the freezer were covered in them, she only packed them away a few years ago when she bought a new fridge and freezer.
She collected the most beautiful brass, ceramic and glass figurines.
She was fastidious in keeping her home neat and tidy and was ready for guests at the drop of a hat.
She could spot a bargain a mile away, tell her you wanted a pink skirt with yellow polka dots on one side and green stripes on the other and not only would she find it but she would bargain it down too!
She loved reading, murder mysteries were her favourite.
In my teenage years she was always there to listen, she treated me like an adult and I could discuss anything with her.
She had pictures of all her children, grandchildren and great grandson and constantly added to her collection.
She made friends with everyone and always had a kind word to say.
She loved her family so fiercely and we loved her back as much.
She leaves behind a void that can never be filled!
I love you Granny Fan, always!