Monday, March 30, 2009

Monday quiz...

Come let's start off this Monday with a bit of fun. Shayne, you started this with your boots quiz....I found this one on Lisa's blog.


When you're confronted with a problem, you know exactly how you want to handle it.
You are decisive and act quickly. Once you get the ball rolling, you don't change course.

You can be a bit stubborn at times, but you have reason to be. You're often right.
You are unwavering and brave. You do what needs to be done, even if it isn't popular.

Have a great Monday.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Down memory lane.....

As I told you before...I am digging into my old photos in an attempt to get it all scrapped and into albums. So please forgive me for becoming all mushy in my walk down memory lane. This first layout is of my matric farewell in 1978. Kobus and I started dating in the middle of my last year at school. So here I am, only 17 years old and blessed to have already met the love of my life. This layout was done using the Prima papers in my Swirlydoo's Whimsy kit. I started using my Revolution Quickutz again...the swirly border and the vines on the side of the photo.

When I look at this huge box of old photographs glaring at me...I don't know quite where to start. So I pulled out Bianca's birthday photos and decided that would be a good place to start. Here she is on her 3rd birthday. I used the January Personal Scrapper kit. It featured Fancy Pants arctic chill. I used lots of bling and buttons around the vines. This page was created using this Beggahuna sketch. I just mirrored it on the second page.
Bianca's fourth birthday. Her day started very early, it was my sister's wedding day and Bianca was the little flower girl. By the time we got around to the cake and candles, she was exhausted and in it was a very teary birthday.
Here my little funny face turns 5. It is wonderful how they develop over the years and how they get their own unique personalities.

And finally her 6th birthday. Her birthday always fall in the winter holidays and most children are away then, so parties were always small affairs.
Now I feel real nostalgic....but let me go and scrap...big box waiting!

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Something Old and something new.

This was the sketch Beggahuna designed for last week.
I took Leane to Homeleigh Farm this weekend and took these photos of her in the play area. So this is my take on the sketch.
This layout is with photos taken on Kobus' 54th birthday in February. The only person missing is Nadia...who was working.

With my recent scrapping relatively up to date, I decided that somehow I must start scrapping the old pics. I have all my old photos...prior to digital and from 2003 back in date order in a box. This box is now sitting on my desk. I have to scrap them and use old stash.
Thus first layout goes back 18 years. Stephanie turned 18 this past weekend. I made the journalling a play on the meaning of her name. Stephanie means crown or garland.

This next layout is of a photo taken of Bianca in 1993. She loves animals.
The following two layouts was with photos of my Sharpei Smokey when he was a puppy in 2003. I got him as a gift from my DH during a very stressful period in our lives. I found him a comfort and he ended up going every where with me...even to work. It is uncanny how dogs sense your moods.
This layout is of my DH and Kobus Jr bathing our rottweiler Dolf in 1995. Dolf has since passed away... He loved being rubbed but was much to big and heavy to be put into a we had to wait for lovely warm days to bath him.
Well so far my layout a day is still going well...and I am making a dent in my old photographs. What a delight it would be if I could possibly scrap them all by the end of this year.

Monday, March 23, 2009

I talk too much....

Now it is official.... I talk too much...and always have something to say! Debbie of Paper Junkie awarded me with this award. Thank you so much Debbie. I would like to pass this one on to the following blog buddies who always leave a lot of love and awesome comments.


Found this cool post on Shayne's blog. What kind of boots are you?

You Are Riding Boots

You are very sophisticated. You have refined tastes, and you don't fall for cheesy trends.

You are naturally chic and stylish. You can pull together a great look in no time flat.

You don't need a lot of flash or bling in your life. You prefer the glamour of the understated.

You treasure wisdom. You are attracted to ideas and things that have stood the test of time.

Let me know if you are going to play along...I would love to see what kind you are.


Thursday, March 19, 2009

School bullies

I am sitting here and I don't even know how to start this post....

I spoke to my sister, who lives in Somerset West a few hours ago. She was so upset that she was in tears. During last weekend she noticed that her oldest son, who is now in Grade 7, had many bruises all over his body. When asked about it he said that he fell a few times and that it was nothing. Yesterday my sister received a call from a mother whose daughter witnessed my nephew being attacked and beaten up during school break. The young girl was very upset by the incident and was worried whether he was alright.

My sister was in shock...she had no idea that any of this was happening. When she spoke to her son about it he started crying and told her that he is so afraid of these school bullies that he could not tell her what was happening, he was afraid that they would do something even worse to him.

What was happening was that at every school break these four bullies grabbed him as he walked out the classroom and frog marched him to a remote area in the school grounds. They would then throw him on the ground and start kicking and beating him...and this has been going on for nearly two weeks...and he was too afraid to speak out.

My sister immediately contacted the principal and he in turn contacted all the parents of the children involved in the assault. According to her, one mother sat there with a smirk on the face, full of arrogance. The principal handled it very well and the children confessed to assaulting my nephew. My sister have now sent a letter to the school and to each of the parents informing them that any further violence or intimidation by their children will result in criminal charges being laid. She also took photos of my nephew's injuries. The poor thing, he must have been so afraid to go to school every day...can you imagine?

Now I have a few questions. What makes children so violent and so insensitive to the feelings of others? What has gone so horribly wrong in our society today that child on child violence is escalating at a astounding rate? If children lack compassion and are so violent at such a young age, what are they going to do for kicks in the future? Then another question, are there not supposed to be adult supervision during breaks on the school grounds?

What do you think?

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

A matter of Scrap

I know a really really lame title.

I have been pushing myself to try and do a layout a day. So these are some that I have completed. This first one is with a photo of my daughter Bianca and her boyfriend Marc. The title is a play on words because they call each other "baby"
This next one is of our little Lukas...Lukas means "bringer of light and knowledge". He is really a ray of sunshine in our lives and he does "light up our lives."
This layout is to remember Lukas' first airplane flight...when we flew to Cape Town in February.
The next two layouts were made with photos taken at a Valentynes ball fundraiser for the Centre. The layout with Wynand and Nadia was made using a Beggahuna sketch and the Basic Grey Bittersweet line.
This layout of me and Kobus was inspired by a layout done by Debbie of Paperjunkie. I also used the Basic Grey Bittersweet line for this one.

I leave you with some instructions for life that I came across and wanted to share with you:
Instructions for Life

Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.
Memorize your favorite poem.
Don't believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want.
When you say, "I love you", mean it.
When you say, "I'm sorry", look the person in the eye.
Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a stroke of luck.
Believe in love at first sight.
Never laugh at anyone's dreams.
Love deeply and passionately.You might get hurt but it's the only way to live life completely.
In disagreements, fight fairly. No name-calling.
Don't judge people by their relatives.
Talk slow but think quick.
Once a year, go someplace you've never been before.
Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.
Mind your own business
Say "bless you" when you hear someone sneeze.
Never give yourself a haircut after three margaritas.
When you lose, don't lose the lesson.
Remember the three R's: Respect for self; Respect for others; Responsibility for all your actions.
Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship.
When you realize you've made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.
Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.
Approach love and cooking with reckless abandon.
In disagreements with loved ones, deal with the current situation. Don't bring up the past.
Spend some time alone.
Open your arms to change, but don't let go of your values.
Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.
Read more books and watch less TV.
Keep your words soft and sweet, just in case you have to eat them.
Live a good, honorable life.Then when you get older and think back, you'll get to enjoy it a second time.
Trust in God but lock your car.
Be gentle with the earth.
Read between the lines.
Share your knowledge. It's a way to achieve immortality.

Monday, March 16, 2009

All about love

I found an amazing kit club on the net called Swirlydoos and I loved the way they put together their kits, so I ordered the February kit. It is made up of mostly Prima products and the stitched paper is amazing. The paper in the kits worked perfectly with the photos taken at a wedding in February.

Our love is truly music to my soul. Wynand and Nadia looking gorgeous.
Thank you for looking.

Saturday, March 14, 2009

All in a days work

Do you mind if I share something that happened at the Centre this week? Many of us live such sheltered lives that we have no idea of what is happening just around the corner.....

As you all know, the world is currently in financial crisis...and that means that people lose their jobs and generally there is a lot of hardship. In these past weeks we have seen a huge number of people coming to the centre for help. When they arrive, the management team have an interview with each of them. It just struck me again this week how broken this world is and how many broken, abused and rejected people come across our path.

One young man came to the centre for help with his heroin addiction. He heard about the centre and came all the way from up country. The centre is not a rehab, but many people that we help have addictions and we help in the best way we can. The sad thing is that there is no rehab for people that cannot afford to pay...and most of the addicts are on the street with no income. My husband noticed that this young man has scars on his arms and after we completed the interview he looked at him and asked him if he has any other problems that is so bad that he finds it necessary to cut himself. Well the young man just burst into tears. Later he revealed to the Social worker that his dad started sexually abusing him at the age of six and even worse his dad forced him to sexually abuse his little sister a few years later while dad took photos of it. Sick!!!!!

He hates himself so much because he did not stand up to his dad that he is into self mutilation. I looked at this young man and wondered how he thought a six your old can stand up to an adult.

He started drugs at the age of 12 when his mom passed away and has been on heroin for more than 10 years. He is really suffering with withdrawel and tells us that thoughts of heroin consumes him. It is all he can think of all day long....his next fix. One of the effects of heroin is that an addict needs a "downer" to sleep at night, so obviously he gets very little sleep as we do not believe in giving sleeping tablets, as this just creates another dependancy. It takes years to rehabilitate a heroin addict and the success rate is very low. It is in times like this that I know that the only thing that can save this young man is the Lord and this passage comes to mind: "There are these two things, then, that cannot change and about which God cannot lie. So we who have found safety with Him are greatly encouraged to hold firmly to the hope placed before us. We have this hope as an anchor for our lives. It is safe and sure, and goes through the curtain of the heavenly temple into the inner sanctuary. Heb 6:18-19" He is truly the only hope, in his own strength this young man can never make it.

I came across this poem by Pastor Pete about heroin that really makes you think...who is in control once you have taken drugs.

The Heroin Express

Jump on board respond to the cry
You’re no longer under parental eye
Where words of love couch a desire to control
They want you to conform they want you to enroll
In their neat little world where they’re all made of plastic
Isn’t it delightful isn’t it fantastic
The train’s just pulled in I’ve saved you a seat
This is one journey you’ll have to repeat
With me it’s first class all the way
Enjoy the free ride for next time you pay
Follow the tracks and enjoy the view
Listen to the rhythm as it overwhelms you
Your life up to now has been neat little pictures
A photograph album of permanent fixtures
But as the train gathers speed ignoring the signals
Satanic choirs begin singing from damnation’s hymnals
The next snap in your album is totally surreal
A will that is broken and impossible to heal
Your id is unlocked from its sub-conscience cell
The picture it’s painting is a landscape of hell
Where Salvador’s images grow legs and walk
They scream in your ears as your spirit they stalk
You’re trapped in a train on a one-way track
You’re bound for the reaper and there’s no turning back
You squirm and you tremble and cry out in pain
But you’ll never get back to normality again
With a promise of pleasure I’ve hooked into your soul
Your name has been written on addiction’s dark scroll
As we rush into a tunnel with no light at the end
You’ve no need to worry as I’m your best friend
And to prove it I’ll give you that one final hit
The one that will send you right into the pit
Your family and friends will grieve now you’re gone
They’ll fondly remember how once your light shone
Passing over the fact that you died hopelessly lost:
Living for the moment and never counting the cost
When will these fools realise the truth of it all
I’ll keep em’ distracted I’ll give em’ a ball
I’ll blind their eyes to the One who can save
I’ll keep em’ amused with rock music and rave
They’ll never think of the Bible as true
They’ll laugh at the words: He died for you
Now who will be next to take a ride with me?
It’ll cost you nothing the first time it’s free…
When we started this ministry more than 10 years ago, I was searching for a magic button that will just fix everything that is broken. However, there is no quick fix...even with the Lord it is a long and difficult walk back to wholeness. Some walk this road and with a lot of counselling we see complete recovery, and many times we see reconciliation between families....but for some it is just too difficult...they give up and are lost along the way.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Some weekend Scrapping

First of all, thank you so much for all your kind words in comment to my last post. I am in a better place this week. My daughter went for blood tests yesterday and the neurologist should contact us by the end of this week with news on her medication. As for our "little problem" at the centre...we are hanging in there....

I have been without my broadband internet connection since Saturday...and with Telkom as our service provider solving the problem is just not happening. So I am posting from dial up...and getting so frustrated with the slow connection....Shayne I feel for you..... My daughter says that our service provider should answer there phones with this greeting: "Welcome to Hellkom".

I managed to scrap a few pages this weekend...that is my way of recharging batteries and just switching off! So here is two layouts I did this weekend.

I did this layout so that we will remember how curly Leane' s hair was... and what a busy little thing she is.I have a garden fairy.... Leane just loves being outside and when she visits her Ouma she loves exploring the garden.
Both of these layouts were done using Beggahuna sketches. I will be following your blogs again as soon as I have a decent connection.

Friday, March 6, 2009

An emotional rollercoaster

Just in case you did not know it. I very seldom lose my cool, I always appear to be cool, calm and collected and very seldom speak out in anger or say something hurtful. It is not very often that things happen that I allow to rustle my feathers.

Yesterday was a day so full of emotions that it is difficult to describe how I feel right now...other than emotionally drained...thank heavens it is Friday and at the end of this day I will be able to recharge my batteries.

For the past 2 months we have been under incredible attack in our ministry. We care for 480 people (provide accommodation for them, meals, and meet most of their needs) Now 1 person is hell bent on destroying us and the ministry. He has tried the avenues of the media, police, labour, Revenue service and is now contacting our benefactors in his efforts to destroy that which was built up in the past 10+ years. With our country's human rights laws we are finding it very difficult to get rid of him. A calendar months notice was ignored and now we have to go the route of an eviction order. In this two months we have still treated him with respect and although he is verbally abusive and obnoxious we have never lashed out in anger....the closest was yesterday when I told him that he was rebelling not against us but against the Lord, as the Centre belongs to Him. (I wanted to throttle him...the arrogant little man - you see their goes my fruit...)

Yesterday afternoon I was relaxing and when I passed my daughters room she was lying on the floor having a seizure....the first time since she was put on anti seizure medication. I can't explain to you how it feels to see that. The first time it happened (4 years ago) I was filled with such fear, she was going blue and I thought that we were loosing her.... Yesterday it was just a total helplessness. All I could do was sit next to her and wipe her face with a wet cloth. I am honest that in times like that I go blank and I cannot even call on the Lord for help. (I know... totally pathetic)

When the spasms left her body and she went quiet...I looked into her big open blue eyes, staring blankly back at me, and only then could I pray the Lords protection over her. After a seizure she is totally out of it for around 40 minutes and loses all memory of what happened in the hours prior to the seizure. When she went for a MRI 4 years ago they found a lesion on her right temporal lobe....damage done when she had meningitis as a 9 month baby. Now it is back to the neurologist to find out whether her medication has to be adjusted. This morning she was off to college, looking very pale and with a very swollen tongue. (she did quite a bit of damage biting her tongue....and no....the story that they could swollow it is just that... A STORY!)

Speak to you again soon.


Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Quickutz rediscovered!

Yes, I am still here! Sometimes I stand amazed at how easy blogging comes to some of you, and I have great admiration for you. Me...well that is a totally different story, I don't share easily and sometimes I just have nothing to say. When I do have something to say I am not always sure anybody else will find it very interesting. The weather in Port Elizabeth has been awfully humid lately and with the high temperatures it just had me exhausted at the end of every day. I end up crashing on the couch when I get home, and much too soon it is bed time.

I did scrap a bit this weekend. I rediscovered my Quickutz Revolution die cutter and you will see I used one of the border dies on each of the layouts I scrapped. That had me stalking e-bay for more dies... enough said!

I guess if kids can have play dates we girls can have scrap dates. This layout is of my scrap date with Anita and Stephanie in Cape Town. I used the Paper Crate Lemon Grass line which was part of the Personal Scrapper October 2008 kit.
The second layout was with pics taken on my birthday in January. I want to introduce you to a cool Quotes, Poems and Titles website were I found this cool title for my layout. I used the October Afternoon County Fair line (Personal Scrapper August 2008 kit).

If I think how fast the years have gone to bring me to this ripe (old) age, I want to share this poem with you.

What to Count (Emilie Barnes)

Don't count how many years you've spent,
Just count the good you've done;
The times you've lent a helping hand,
The friends that you have won.

Count your deeds of kindness,
The smiles, not the tears;
Count all the pleasures that you've had,
But never count the years.