Living the dream with Charlie and Thandi and chirping all the way back to the nest. 8230; the events of the last 3 days have rocked me. I am finding it so hard to reconcile this with any form of justice, mercy or wisdom. This thing called life is brutal.

Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Little Mister and his Big Sisters. No happy ever after? Grown in Southern Ground. So today is my 57th birthday, my first without Mum. I had my usual morning coffee sitting on the steps outside overlooking the beautiful mountains and watching the sun come up, having my chat with Mum. And do you know what? Jess .

Can I call another post running? August 17, 2015. So I went for a 21km run yesterday. So coming from the East Rand where we run over the bridges crossing the highways for hills this was a bit of an adjustment. Not only lots of hills but also very very early in the season. What is wrong with me? August 14, 2015. So yesterday started of with Zo.

Baking, ranting, beading, searching, crafting, painting, dying for a drink, wishing I had thought of that! Bring me my pills. Those of you that were clocking in for a regular read will have noticed that this blog-aunty has been rather slack of late. You will also notice that the world DID NOT end on the 21st. Click here to see the.

A collection of precious memories, thoughts - and yes, some venting about clothes and books scattered all over the living room floor - of a Muslim mom of four from South Africa. Monday, 28 October 2013. and we awaken from our winter lethargy and GET ACTIVE.

On November 22, 2015. Are you named after someone? Yes, my grandmother, although my name was created by combining parts of her first and middle name. Not sharing the reason however. And no quips about not knowing when to stop either! Do you have a guilty pleasure? Wheth.