Eat your heart out


If I’m unrecognisable by the end of this year, unable to fit through doors or get into my old clothes, then just blame it on my sweet tooth. 

Along with my morning dose of coffee, I’m trying to decide which of the two Haagen Daaz muffins are better. Its a toss between blueberry and a caramel something or the other. Hmm…tough decision.

Ever since watching one of the episodes of Cake Boss, I can’t seem to take my mind, or my heart off the idea of tiramisu. I purchased a portion from a local bakery during the week, but it was far from what I expected. The consequences of my disappointment is that I went to purchase ingredients so that I can make it all by myself. With TLC. I had no idea that mascarpone cheese was so pricey. But when  it comes such matters, my mother places no restrictions on us. So she kindly bought what I needed. 

From there I went to buy ingredients for carrot muffins and the perfect topping to accompany it. When I think of all these yummy things, then I just think “What bliss!”. Good food is after all a great source of joy and just makes life so much more worthwhile. 

As I made my way back, heavy drops of water fell from deep grey skies. I strolled towards the car, feeling refreshed and happy as I basked in the glory of being under a natural shower. Happiness lies in the appreciation of the little, seemingly insignificant things in our lives. So put a pause button on life, and just enjoy the small special moments. 



Love, eternal

I went shopping yesterday, and as I took the escalator down I noticed a very old couple. They found a quiet spot and were having lunch together. Old and wrinkled, but still together. By the look of things, their walking abilities have probably deteriorated, since there were two pairs of walking aids in their shopping trolley…I love it when I come across old couples like this. To think that they weathered all the storms of life and are still together. From youth, when they were blossoming beauties into their wrinkly, old age. Together until death. They are symbols of hope, especially for our generation.

The sad part of it though, is that it always makes me think of my grandparents. Its almost two years since my grandad’s demise and my grandmother never stops thinking of him or missing him. Last week Saturday, I went to visit her and we sat together talking about life and about him. Her eyes fill with tears almost every time she talks about him. When I see her, I get a sinking feeling, a sadness overcomes me knowing that there is nothing in this world we can do to help her. She is really lost without him. Her life partner of 49 years. 

Its a bit hard for me to fathom, since I’m only 23. I cannot imagine what it must be to spend 49 years of your life with such a wonderful man and then lose him. What must it be like to live without the most important person in your life? As much as we can try and put ourselves in someone’s situation, we’ll never experience the real feeling of it until it happens to us. 

I wish for a love like the one which my grandparent’s shared and the one that my parents have. A love which is unconditional, and one which transcends all obstacles. I don’t know if this is something that many girls say, but I say it with all my heart that I want a husband like my father. Sure, he has his faults. No one is perfect. But beyond that, the good qualities which he has outweighs everything else and just makes other aspects seem insignificant. He is an exemplary husband and the best father. I couldn’t have asked for better. 

And while we are on the topic of love, lets just say that love eludes me. 🙂

Sometimes you think it is so near, yet you realise just how far it is! The hope and expectations (sometimes too high), and then the disappointment. There are times in life when you think you know people, but you mistaken. I was mistaken. And added to that is realising that I am greatly misunderstood, a person who doesn’t consider the feelings and opinions of others. Only the people that are really close to me know the truth, and know that such a statement doesn’t hold true for the way I live my life. 

Each experience that you go through is a lesson in this journey. There were guys in my life who have a lot of good in them, but we just not on the same page. I believe very greatly that no matter how nice two people are, it doesn’t mean that they are well suited for each other. And thats why when people say “Ooh, I have such a nice guy for you…”, I just sigh inwardly, thinking oh no, not again! As I said before, I know that people have good intentions, but somehow I just wish that I could find this special person myself.

Its late, but for some reason sleep eludes me tonight… I was the emcee at a concert last weekend. Three hundred and fifty people in the audience. In all honesty, I didn’t quite enjoy it and I’m not sure that its something I would like to do again. What matters, is that I gave it a try. You’ll never know if you never try. On the bright side, I didn’t get stage fright, nor does a addressing a crowd intimidate me. You never lose anything in life. Irrespective of the outcome, there’s always something to gain, something to learn and carry with you into the future. There is a dvd available of the concert, and I cringe when I think of people watching it. I didn’t sign up for this, but alas I had no choice, but to be recorded. Embarrassing much!

What I did quite enjoy was the antics of all the little ones. It was truly a pleasure to be backstage with them. Kids are just too cute, quite mischievous at times, but so loveable. Ever since my niece came into my life, somehow my love for kids has increased greatly.

Just a random thought, I still love Café del Mar…☺ Its attached to great memories of my trip to Sun City last year, which probably adds the extra enjoyment. I’m really looking forward to my next holiday. Just a month to go.

Other  news is that I’ve started writing again. I’ve got my first article published on the new website. Currently busy with another one, which is very close to my heart. It’s the story of two siblings, both brain damaged who need to go to China for stem cell therapy. I’m hoping IA that through my story on them, more people will come forward to contribute towards their treatment. I got into contact with their mother and I’m trying to set up a time to interview her. I wish that I was able to do the interview face-to-face, but unfortunately due to the distance I’m not able to do so. I have some ideas on how to raise more funds. Just need to think about it more carefully and see if it will be possible to go through with it.

On that note, I think I should try and get some sleep. Need to do research for my article tomorrow.

Good night world…☺