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Monday, November 29, 2010

Shall we dance?

I am turning 50 in January.
I can't believe it.
I definitely don't feel it;-D

I have been playing with various option on how to celebrate it.
Initially my idea was to invite all the family and friends for a spitbraai at our home.
Then I played with the idea of having a theme party and letting all the guest dress up for the occasion.
Now the decision is made and the venue booked.
We will have a dinner/dance at a hotel.
That takes all the worry of having to arrange for crockery, cutlery, linen and catering.

My birthday is on the Friday and we will have a casual braai at our home on the Friday night.  Saturday will be the BIG dinner/dance.  Sunday morning we will have a lovely continental breakfast at our home for all the out-of-town guests and anyone else that wants to be there.

That makes for a whole weekend of "kuier"  and guarantees that quality time can be spent with all those I love so much.

Today I have to start on the invitations...and suddenly my mind has gone blank.  I don't have a clue where to start?

Thursday, November 25, 2010

7Gypsies Letterbox tray

I have always wanted to do one of these.  When Shayne told me earlier this year that there is an Ali Edwards tray kit on Cocoa Daisy I was quick to order a kit.  This too became part of my stash;-D

Two weeks ago I decided to give it a bash.  I want this to become part of my photo wall in the passage.  I am so happy with how it is looking that I have ordered two more trays...I saw that Vicki Boutin and Iris Uy made beautiful trays using 7Gypsies Conservatory...so I ordered this line of paper and now I am looking forward to complete my photo wall by Christmas.

This first tray I wanted to use to celebrate the wonderful relationship I have with my darling husband and chose some of the favourite photos taken these past few years. I cannot imagine my life without him.  We met and started dating when I was only 17 and have been together ever since...THAT IS MOST OF MY LIFE.  Here is a few close ups:

This photo of me and my DH was taken in December 2007 by our son, Wynand.  It was my favourite photo of us for quite some time. 

Some of my happiest times are spent at the beach in Plettenberg Bay...here I always find peace and a calm...I believe that we are close to our Creator when we are close to nature.
The little photo in the corner was taken on our 30th wedding anniversary and the one in the centre was taken on Valentyns day this year.
I just love all the pretty wordart that Ali Edwards included int he kit.  The photo of DH was also taken at Plettenberg Bay...Our Happy Place;-D
I bought a whole lot of picture frames in black and I can already see the final collection of photos on my wall.  Combined with these printers trays it is going to be really special.

xx

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Weekend photo post.

We are getting to the end of this very eventful year and I thought that it would be a good idea to give you a quick update on how things are going and showing you how big the grand bambinos are getting.
Our little Leane is becoming big now...and so protective of her little brother...a real BIG sister.  I was amazed again this weekend at how the simplest of things give these little ones so much pleasure.  She loves bubbles more than toys.
It is so hard to get her to not hide behind her hands when I take the camera out.  She does not like the "oumarazzi";-D

Leane and Dewan on the trampoline.  Here she shows us his "eina".  This little one started climbing before he could walk.  On Friday night he fell against the cast iron fire place and now has a small cut above his eye.

My son Kobus with his son Dewan.  It is such a priviledge having him back in our home and seeing him with his children on his "on" weekends.

When they are here our mornings go something like this.  Shortly after six in the morning our bedroom door opens with a crash.  Leane comes and pokes either me or DH and when we open our eyes she orders coffee.  When the coffee is made we all return to bed for coffee and cuddles.
Helping Oupa clean the pool.
Felicia (Kobus jr's girlfriend) with her baby Jan-Hendrik and Dewan.
 They have managed to crawl into our hearts very quickly.
  • In my last post I told you that my hair turned out very blond after a recent visit to a new hairdresser.  Well...I lasted all of 4 days.  This morning I returned to my normal brunette status.  I realised that I don't do change very well.
  • In February many of you followed our roller coaster ride when our son, Wynand was diagnosed with a condition that is inoperable and badly affected his vision.  You can read one of the posts here.
  • When Wynand started driving again, we were very concerned about how much he actually sees. The good news is that he had to renew his drivers license and he passed the eye test with flying colours.  We can just praise the Lord for this as the eye specialist and neurologist did not have much hope of his eyesight being restored.  We truly serve a miracle working God.
xxx

Thursday, November 18, 2010

How easily do you change your hair stylist?

 Updated:  Sorry, it seems my post was not very clear.  The top picture is the back of my hair right now;-D    
 Me?  Not easily.  I have been putting off the dreaded appointment until my regrowth was pretty bad! And where did all the gray hair come from?  Does that happen over night?  It feels like it.  This is what my hair looks like in the "very forgiving" indoor light...it is actually a tad lighter than it looks like here.

The truth is that I have been with the same hair stylist since for ever. She knows what I like, what I don't like and when I tell her to cut two millimeters....that is exactly what she does.  Most of you will know that you can normally tell the stylist what you want in detail and then they go off and do just what they want to.  Over the years I have gone..
..from a blond primary school child.
...to curls when hormones kicked in...
...oh my goodness...that was me too...angora goat?
Then the hair was tamed into a bob in the late 70's.
 
...and back into... Ouch...the BIG hair perms of the 80's.
 From short and blond...to bright "heart stopping" red.

...to very blond in 2007...which I said "never again".

So many years...so many colours....so many styles!  Yet this remains the one thing that makes me the most nervous.  A tad crazy, don't you think.  Anyhoo...my dear stylist of many years have decided to marry, have a baby and emigrate to Ireland.  So today I visited a stylist that came highly recommended by her.  Thing is we had a slight miss communication...so when the foils came off...I was platinum blond.  She loved it...and I hated it so she quickly put in some dark foils to fix the problem.  The result was that I walked out quite a few shades blonder than I would normally be...but with a fabulous cut!  When I have to colour again we would go darker...me thinks.

Have you had some hair raising (pardon the pun) experiences with your stylist?

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Wings and Hearts

When I started reorganizing my scrap room...I was shocked to realize how much scrappy goodies I have.  How many kits I have bought over the years and that is still sitting there untouched.  So this weekend I emptied one kit and Saturday would be the day I finish this project.  It is the Wings and Hearts card kit designed by the very talented Beatriz Jennings and purchased from The Scrappy Gourmet. 

At 7 o' clock DH left for a men's breakfast...and no I did not go and scrap... I sat around and caught up with my blog reading.  Very important business of the day;-D
 
At 8 o' clock my brother-in-law phoned to invite DH for a game of golf.  Something I knew I would not be able to resist, despite the wind howling today.
I procrastinated until about 10.  As I don't have to work today I decided to walk for an hour on the treadmill.  The new medication is causing me to gain weight and that is not on.
When DH returned from his lengthy breakfast I just got off the treadmill.  He quickly mowed the lawn before he left for the golf course.
The deal is...he can play golf but tonight we go out for supper and a movie.
After he left I started scrapping...to be interrupted by the front doorbell rang.  It was Wynand, Christian and Lukas.  
Wynand wanted coffee and the children wanted attention...so my plans were put on the back burner.  I mean who can resist those cute little ones.
When they eventually left at 3 o' clock my sister-in-law came around for coffee and a chat.
At last at 4 o' clock I sat down and started creating.
I must be honest and say that things work better for me when I don't plan my day;-D
These were the cards from the kit...but there was a lot of extra goodies and I ended making an additional three cards.

Happy weekend!

xx

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Fear in the night


In the middle of the night I woke up, my heart racing and overcome with fear.
Why the fear?
Was it just a bad dream?
I called out to the Lord and He answered..."Fear not my child...for I am with you."
My heart was still like a runaway train.
Then I remembered something my sister told me.
I snuggled up to my sleeping husband.
Instinctively he pulled me close to him.
We lay there...chest against chest.
I listened to his steady heart beat...and started to breathe deeply...imitating his breathing.
Slowly my heart started beating in rhythm with his and I drifted away.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

The process or the goal?

“It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.”
          — Ursula LeGuin 
     

I cannot believe that we have a month and a half to Christmas!
Where did this year go?  
Have I wished my life away?  
This year have been SO eventful and as I look back I realise that when we go through troubled times we say to ourselves "if I get through this I will be okay".  Then the next thing happens and again life goes on hold until this too passes.  I have forgotten to live in the moment with just the end goal in mind, which brings me to a devotional in My Utmost for His highest by Oswald Chambers that says this:

"We have an idea that God is leading us toward a particular end or a desired goal...the question of whether or not we arrive at a particular goal is of little importance, and reaching it becomes merely an episode along the way.  What we see as only the process of reaching a particular end, God sees as the goal itself.  What is my vision of God's purpose for me?  Whatever it may be, His purpose is for me to depend on Him and on His power now.  If I can stay calm, faithful and unconfuses while in the middle ofthe turmoil of life, the goal of the purpose of God is being accomplished in me.  God is not working toward a particular finish - His purpose is the process itself.  Wat He desires for me is that I see "Him walking on the sea" with no shore, no success, nor goal in sight, but simply having the absolute certainty that everything is all right because I see "Him walking on the sea".  It is the process, not the outcome that is glorifying to God. His training is for now, not later.  His purpose is for this very minute, not for sometime in the future.  GOD'S PURPOSE IS TO ENABLE ME TO SEE THAT HE CAN WALK ON THE STORMS OF MY LIFE RIGHT NOW."

So here I am...I survived it all;-D  
I have come to realise that stress is a lousy beautician!  
I have a few more grey hairs! (thank heavens for hair treatments)  
I have a few more lines!  
I have not particularly enjoyed the process.
I DO believe that through it all I have grown spiritually.
I have come to know that there is always a beginning and an end to each process..
I know that He is always in control, that He loves me with an unconditional and never ending love.
I know that He works all to the good of those who love Him.
I have learned that I cannot give up and that I will get to the top of the mountain if I continue to climb.
I have come go know that there will still be many, many mountains to climb.
I just have to learn to see "Him walking on the storms of my life" in every situation.
xxx

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

TA DA! My Scrap Room

The sunny spot in my scrap room where I can relax...or read...or just sit.
I love my day bed...so comfy.
The gorgeous bookshelf my darling husband built me out of scaffold planks.
 This was what I wanted....
...and this was what my brilliant husband came up with.  So much better!
When I saw Cat's selection of crosses...I fell in love and these are the ones I have collected.
The little canvas with the crosses were a gift from Cat when we met for coffee in April this year. These shelves also contain my collection of punches...a girl can never have too many;-D
These trays hold my printed paper and cardstock
Printed papers and cardstock on 13 x 13 inch perspex trays.
These perspex trays are 13 inches wide and 26 inches deep and hold all the alpha's, rub ons, chipboard and flowers.
These perspex trays are also 13 x 13 inch but much deeper and hold all my kits, stamps, mini album blanks and bulky items.
All my ribbon in one place...in an EZ Puller.
These handy containers were on R20 at the Plastics Warehouse. I have eight of them and all my small items are sorted neatly in them.  This one holds some of my buttons.
This one holds brads and photo turns.
Various metal embellishments.
This painting was painted as a gift from my friend Reynette and was done specially for my room.

Thanks for looking.
xx