Friday, January 29, 2010

Catch up.

  • Thank you for all your warm wishes on my birthday, your phone calls and e-mails.  I felt SO loved yesterday. 
  • Where my son Wynand is concerned - I have had some awesome words of encouragement and scripture and even a song from some of you - you are amazing.  I am so blessed to have you in my life.  We have our Cell group tonight and one lady in our group that has a prophetic ministry phoned me yesterday and told me that she has a prophetic word for me regarding Wynand that she will give me tonight.  Can't wait to hear it.
  • Tomorrow morning we are driving through to George.  We will be attending the wedding of my niece at Tramonto .  The children and us will be staying over on Saturday night in Herolds Bay at Makarios...right on the beach.  I think it looks magical.
  • These layouts were my way of working through the stress of the past week and also sort my muddled thoughts.


Lukas and Leane in the pool.  He is careful and she is wild...she wants to hug and kiss and he wants to run.
Marc and Bianca in the pool...they still seem to make each other happy.
Me and my oldest...don't want to get old you know?
My Tweethearts...I just love this Bo Bunny line...called Love Bandit.
You stole my heart...but I don't mind.  More of the Bo Bunny Love Bandit line...probably a Valentines line...but it works so well with kiddie photos.
Have a blessed weekend.


Thursday, January 28, 2010

Celebrating life (my morning)

Today I am one year away from the big 50.  DH and I met our children for breakfast.  I have to be totally honest and say that I am at my happiest when I have my loved ones around me, nothing else can ever mean as much.

This year is the year I have decided to no longer fight the curls.  I spend nearly an hour in the mornings to get my hair straight and by afternoon it flies away in all directions due to my natural curl and the humidity we experience in the summer months.  I am now slowly starting to enjoy being liberated from the hair dryer.

My beautiful children.  Front Wynand and his gorgeous wife Nadia, me, Kobus Jr. and Bianca in the back.

When we got to the Mission this is what I walked in on:

Flowers and eats that some of the leaders at the mission prepared for us.

The yummy cake that they baked for me...filled with berries, cherries and chocolate truffels...yum!

Cutting the cake...(in the background you can see Peter Herbst, he is 74 years old and everyday he comes to the mission to counsel some of our people...we are so blessed to have such a committed man to help us.

Tonight my DH and I will be going for a romantic dinner at Ginger, my favourite restaurant.

Here is the layout I completed yesterday.  I used the beautiful new Bo Bunny Love Bandit line...perfect to scrap the pictures of my sweet little valentines...don't you think?

You stole my Heart....but I don't mind:)


Wednesday, January 27, 2010


Outside my window... This is the view from the window in my study/scraproom.  Warm, 27 degrees C and very windy.

I am thinking... about the scrapping layout I am busy with at the moment.

I am thankful for...wonderful friends who care.

I am wearing... denim shorts and white T.

I am remembering...the wonderful full body massage I just relaxing:)

I am do a bit of scrapping this afternoon.  I have all the photos printed out and ready to go.  Seems stress is good for creativity.

I am currently reading...Angela's Ashes

I am hoping...that Wynand's MRI will go well on Monday and that nothing serious will be found.

On my mind...the wedding we will be attending in George on Saturday.

Noticing that...I am spending way too much time at this computer.

Pondering ...Matt 6:26;34  "Don't worry about things - food, drink and clothes.  For you already have life and a body - and they are far more important than what to eat and wear.  Look at the birds! They don't worry about what to eat - they don't need to sow or reap or store up food - for your heavenly Father feeds them.  And you are far more valuable to Him than they are.  Will all your worries add a single moment to your life? So don't be anxious about tomorrow.  God will take care of your tomorrow too.  Live one day at a time."  (The Living Bible)

From the kitchen...sounds of coffee gurgling in the filter machine.

Around the house...Quiet...just the way I like it.

One of my favorite things... spending time with my children and grand favourite.

Monday, January 25, 2010

The latest on Wynand

Thank you to all of you who have commented, prayed for Wynand, and sent me beautiful songs.  The Lord reminded me during this weekend that He is the same, yesterday-today-and tomorrow.  That His promises never change.  When Wynand was so ill in 1996, the Lord promised that He would have a long life.  So I cling to the Rock and now know Psalm 91 by heart.

Last night at 9 o'clock  I phoned Wynand to remind him to be on time for his appointment.  I mentioned that if he wanted me to, I will meet him at the eye clinic.   He joked and asked me if I wanted to come and hold his hand  (well I wouldn't mind)....and told me it was not necessary.  So I set my alarm for 5:45 and went to bed.  Thirty minutes later I received a text message:  "Ma, will you meet me at the eye clinic at 7 in the morning."  I just melted....

The doctor ordered a battery of tests and here is Wynand giving me "the evil eye" after his eye was dilated so that they could see into the back of his eye. 

The results of the tests show a significant loss in vision in his left eye and tunnel vision.  The doc is concerned  and Wynand is scheduled for a MRI of his brain and eyes next week Monday.  I am trusting the Lord that everything will be fine...but you know the heart of a mother?  I WORRY and my nerves are shattered.  Is that a lack of faith?

Please continue to hold Wynand in prayer and please pray for me and DH for the Lord's peace.


Friday, January 22, 2010

I need your help

After silly posts this last two days...I now need to get serious,  I am terribly concerned about my son Wynand. A few weeks ago he had what he calls "the most terrible headache of his life".  What he neglected to tell us was that he has experienced blurred vision in his right eye since the headache.  The first we heard of it was yesterday when he returned from an optometrist...he just thought he needed specs.  The optometrist could find nothing wrong with his lenses and told him it must be something behind his eye.  When he told me this I just saw red lights flashing.

This morning I phoned the eye specialist I normally go to for an appointment, they are full for the next 2 months so I decided to just spill the beans and tell them how worried I am.  The result is that Wynand is seeing the specialist at 7 'o clock Monday morning.

I was stupid enough to ask Mr. Google what it could be....and what I found is making me worry even more.   I know that in the past year I could bring my concerns, fears and insecurities here and you were here for me.  PLEASE pray that this is not something serious and that the Lord will keep His hand of protection over my son.


Thursday, January 21, 2010

This must take the Cake....

...seriously.  I thought it was some sick joke when I saw a few pics of "Divorce cakes" in the You magazine.  So, I asked Mr. Google if it is serious....and sadly he told me it is true.

There was even an article in the Mail online that you can go and read here.

People pay between 60 and 800 British pounds for a cake like this...and they use it as a center piece for a party.

If you consider how much the wedding cake cost....this just blows your mind.

Random...don't you think?

Most of them look more like "murder cakes".

The tier being kicked from under the bride

...and it appears that the poor man is at the receiving end every time:)

Is this how life is after divorce?

Another "murder" cake.

I can only imagine that you have to be seriously angry or seriously twisted to even think of celebrating a divorce.  Some people have pretty bad marriages with abusive partners and I can understand that they would celebrate when they are finally free from their situation.  have always considered divorce to be like something tearing people apart...always painful and always sad, but then I have been happily married for the past 31 what do I know?

What do you think?
  • funny
  • sick
  • or just plain weird.
  • if you have gone through a bad marriage and were relieved when it ended...did you celebrate.  Would you go for one of these cakes?

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Girl warned!!! (no male comments allowed)

Last night DH and I was watching TV later than normal and "Knocked Up" was showing.

"Uproarious....explosively funny"?  Well, that probably depends on what tickles your funny bone.  The bad language and vulgar story line of easy sex, nudity etc. was the thing that put us off from watching it past the first few scenes.  One scene however made a HUGE impression on DH... that was were the girl goes to the gynecologist for the examination to find out if she is pregnant.

DH:  Is that REALLY what they do?
Me:  You believe it!...Why do you think I put it off every time?
DH:  NO!
Me:  I tell you what...I think it is a good idea that when I have to go for my "annual" you have to start going for an annual prostate test.
DH:  Not a chance.

This also reminded me that it was time to make the "annual" appointment, as the gynae I go to is booked up 3 months in advance. If I have to compile a "DREAD" list this one will be at the very top...closely followed by....wait for it....M.A.M.M.O.G.R.A.M!  I have not been a "good" girl when it comes to keeping my annual appointments, actually I skipped them for four years until 18 months ago when my little sister went for hers and found that she had the beginnings of cervical cancer.  THAT and only THAT scared me into going again last year.

On the morning of the appointment nerves are frayed and fear causes one starts worrying about odours....YIKES!  It does not help much that the doc  is so friendly, making small talk to try and make one feel more at ease... and all I can think about is "get a move on and get it over."  While I lie there trying my best to remember to breathe he will comment about "what a trim little body you have" and "how do you manage to stay slim?"....and all I want to do is jump up and run!  "Just relax...." They always say that don't they? I always feel like saying "you try relaxing when you feel like you have a traffic cone shoved up your tush!"

Then despite me telling him that I have JUST had a mammogram and that was all clear....he will go ahead regardless checking the "neat little breasts"....ICK! (wonder if the emphasis was on "neat" or on "little") Why using the diminutive naming of everything is supposed to make you feel at ease I am yet to figure out.  When he says:  "Okay...we are all done."  I am off that bed, dressed and out the door like a rocket...vowing to get myself a "lady doctor".  The dreaded appointment over, this vow is quickly forgotten until NEXT year, when we have a repeat performance.

Mammogram?  I think we will leave that one for now.  Here is how you train before you go for one:

The Lord sure made the female of the species strong....with menstrual cycles, PMS, pregnancy, child birth, menopause, mammograms and pap smears....strong is what we need to be to survive.

Soooo.....what is at the top of your dread list?


Tuesday, January 19, 2010

A heart full of gratitude

I remember when I started blogging I tried to keep my life in compartments.
  • My life and the people I care about
  • Scrapbooking
  • My life as a child of the Lord
  • The work that my DH and I have been called to.
Initially I only blogged about scrapping, hiding behind creativity and to afraid to show who I am.  Gradually while reading other blogs I became more daring and started posting about my walk with the Lord and the difficulties I face in my day-to-day life..  I always have this THING that I don't want to push our ministry onto people.  Even in our cell group DH and I are hesitant to talk about what we do on a day-to-day basis.  Not everybody understands our passion for the poor, the broken, the outcast and the lost.  We don't expect anybody to feel the way we do about them, after all, it is not a natural thing to love the unlovable.

Through the past 11 years in ministry I found that giving to others is a joy and a delight.  Over the years I have also found that people who become volunteers at the mission are changed by the service they do...and at the end of the day they receive so much blessing through their service. I started blogging a bit about the goings on at the Mission, because the ministry we are in is  very much part of what makes me the person I am.  I was blown away when my dear friend at Robin's Perch contacted me with the idea of making a difference.  Collecting underwear for the people in our care is such a precious idea.  There is just something so intimate and personal about underwear...I can't imagine wearing somebody's hand-me-downs...can you?  I feel deeply humbled and grateful towards people who care enough to want to make a difference in a the life of a stranger.


Sunday, January 17, 2010

The joy of family

All I wanted this weekend was some time to become quiet and relax.  Friday afternoon I picked my grand bubbas,  Lukas and Leane, up from their day mother to spend some time with me. It is so much fun watching these two little ones together...I have a feeling that they are going to become great friends as they get older and they will probably still give me a few extra gray hairs with their mischief.  When my oldest son came to fetch Leane she refused to go...crying for Ouma, so she ended up spending the night.  I am so grateful to have my children and grand children so close...they are such a joy and give me so much pleasure.

See how cute Lukas looks after his first hair cut....and look at Leane showing a crack... too cute:)

I love this little munchkin SO much....

....and I love this little one with his constant giggles and smiles SO much.

Just in case you did not know...this is what little girls do when they need to GO and are too busy playing.

The two little one's with Oupa.

Just look at that little face....

Is this how you eat a mielie?

My daughter Bianca in the pool with her boyfriend Marc. I LOVE this cheeky girl.

You can see that our garden is slowly coming along despite the severe drought in the Eastern Cape.

Do I jump on the trampoline?  Well...sometimes:)  Here I am with my oldest.

He double bounced me so hard I landed on my butt.

It is such a joy to be able to play...don't you think.

You can become totally foolish....just look at those actions...oh it is so good to laugh at yourself:)

Saturday, January 16, 2010

The Mission

 Frikkie, Angelique, DH and Bianca

I have started getting the Vistarus Mission's blog going again. It will be under LINKS in my sidebar.  I have posted an article that was in our local news papers about our 3 matriculants.  I needed a firm kick in the butt to start posting there again and I am hoping to keep it current.  Just need to say that we are extremely proud of these three kids. Angelique is the third of four children in her family and the first to achieve Grade 12.  Go read about the obstacles they had to overcome to reach this milestone in their lives.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Clearing the head

I decided to take down my post of a bit afraid it would come back and bite me in the butt some time in the future. Thank you for your kind comments.

But yesterday was not merely an exercise in futility.  I spent the afternoon in my study/scrap room and had a few productive hours scrapping. I also spent some time thinking on these words : 

"God requires us to examine our own souls.  It is slow to work - so slow that it takes God all of time and eternity to make a man or woman conform to His purpose. We can only be used by God after we allow Him to show us the deep, hidden areas of our own character.  Is is astounding how ignorant we are about ourselves.  We don't even recognize the envy, laziness, or pride within us when we see it. How many of us have learned to look inwardly with courage?  We have to get rid of the idea that we understand ourselves.  That is always the last bit of pride to go.  The only One who understands us is God.  The greatest curse in our spiritual life is pride. God will continue to close us in until He gets us alone.  Whenever there is any element of pride or conceit remaining, Jesus can't teach us anything.  He will allow us to experience heartbreak or the disappointment we feel when our intellectual pride is wounded. He will reveal numerous misplaced affections or desires - things over which we never thought He would have to get us alone."  - My Utmost for His Highest by Oswald Chambers.

I DO believe that there is no better medicine for the soul than being creative and pondering the things of the Lord..
I used this Beggahuna sketch for the following layout:

The first layout was a promised fulfilled for Tanya...I will be posting it off to her tomorrow.  Don't you think that her daughter is simply stunning.  The background paper is Websters.

I used this January 2010 Pagemap for the following layout:

Our darling little Lukas dancing the night away on New Years Eve. I am sure you can tell that he got the "Dancing Baby Award" at his creche.  I used Scenic Route Garden Grove papers and embellishments and went slightly crazy with the buttons.

Finally I used the October 2009 Pagemap for this layout:

Lukas and Leane came across a frog in the garden.  Leane is 10 months older than Lukas and usually takes the lead...but here she is very hesitant and Lukas at first uses a leaf to poke the frog but after a while he got the courage up to touch it and even tried to pick it up.  I used the Scenic Route Garden Grove on this one as well...and in real life it is not quite as "green"  The little felt frog is from the Autumn Leaves Cute World line.

Thanks for looking:)

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Bad Mommy!

I feel like a bad mother!  Now, if my friend Heloise was around she would have said..."Man, jy voel verkeerd, voel oor! (You are not feeling correctly, feel again.) So my heart is a little heavy right now.

So much for choosing the word excellence! (rapping myself over the knuckles)  So now I have to confess, my first failure, I don't succeed in being an excellent mom.Pouty

Please tell me why mothers and daughters clash?
I don't want to be her best friend...but I would like it if she could just speak to me in a decent way.
Did I indulge my DD too much and spoil her?
Am I over-compensating and allowing things because I feel sorry for her (because of her epilepsy) and now she thinks she can walk all over me?

I did not go to work today...shame man, those people at the mission already have enough problems of their own without me having a melt down.  At the same time the house was just too small (and I have a BIG house) for both of us this morning.  SO...I made an appointment to meet DH for coffee.  Yes, an appointment...this is serious...he needed to hear what makes me unhappy.  He allows her to manipulate him (she will always ask Daddy if she wants the answer to be YES)  and he does not stand up for me when she speaks to me in a disrespectful way.

Nuff said...I am off to go get a life.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Guilty pleasures

I've been tagged by  Kirsty to confess my guilty pleasures. She chose her victims to tags in a very interesting way...from all the different age groups...and I think she is going to be surprised to see that not much changes over the years.

So this post is about those wonderful things that make us feel a little guilty, but are far too good not to indulge in once in a while. The things that break the rules slightly, are a little unhealthy, are too expensive to cost-justify but make life that little bit more enjoyable. These are some of my guilty pleasures:

  1. Spending one-on-one time with my grand children.  Leane and Lukas are both toddlers and they go to the same day mother.  On Thursday afternoons I take either the one or the other home with me to have some special times with them.  I ALWAYS  feel guilty towards the one that has to stay behind and their crying sure does not help the guilty feeling.

2.  I feel exactly the same as Allie about the time I spend blogging or reading other blogs.  When I hear DH's   car stopping in the garage, I rush to the family room, plop down and look as if I have been sitting there for ages.(who am I fooling?)  In the morning when I put on the coffee, I always pop into my study to check out what is going on in blog land...a bit of an obsession that makes me feel very guilty.

3.  Browsing and buying scrap goodies to add to my already huge stash.  I just can't help myself and my guilty feelings does not go away when I start giving some of the stash away.

4.  Like most of you...I have a terrible weakness for chocolates.  Dark Lindt chocolate is my favorite and I have never been able to share it.  I hide it away in my cupboard and sneak into my room to have some ever so often...then I feel so guilty that I spend extra time on the treadmill the next day...and so the vicious circle continues.

5.  Heehee...could not resist this cute pic.  I love deep, warm, scented bubble baths.  It goes down even better if I can read a good book while I am lazing away in it.  This is an indulgence that I am guilty of in the get all my muscles relaxed. (or so I tell myself). At the moment we have a drought in our area and strict water restrictions are in I can only dream about it....and have quick showers.

So what is your guilty pleasures?