Ten items or less

I confess – yesterday I went through the ‘Ten items or less checkout’ with twelve items. It is very unlike me to do something so terrible – as I counted the items coming through I felt terrible. No one was behind me in the queue and my faux pas was not intentional – yet I [...]

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One, two, three… Go!

I won a race yesterday – I’m sure that comes as a shock to those who know me as I’m not at all athletic. It was a race at the checkout line at the supermarket.  I spotted someone I knew a few tills up and mentally raced her to see if I would be finished [...]

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Sin Flambé

We watched with amusement across the restaurant. Someone had ordered some kind of flambé steak so the chef came to the table and made a big show of setting up a little stove and setting the ablaze – flames shot up and every ohhhed and ahhed. But pretty soon the waiter had to spring into [...]

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Weakness brings healing.

  I’m not perfect – when I was in school my hair refused to be tamed or contained and my shirt tail never would stay tucked in. Now I’m older I have given into the windswept look and I have decided that life is too short to straighten hair. Being perfect can be tiring! Actually, [...]

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Adventures in sleepwalking: wake up sleepyhead

Twice last night I found myself exploring the house in my sleep. The first time was to find the keys for the door – in my sleep I was convinced that we hadn’t locked the front door and the keys were in the car, an impossibility as how did we get into the house without [...]

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Spring cleaning: Examine yourself

This holiday weekend I spent a lot of time Spring Cleaning the house (It is spring in South Africa before my Northern Hemisphere friends complain). At one stage it started to feel a bit Disney-esk as the squirrels ran by, whales swam in the bay and my head-banging guinea fowl visited, but unlike Snow White no [...]

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Burdensome Stuff

I spent a sad night last night – sleeping over at a friend’s house who just lost her husband the night before. She is in her 70s and was married for about 55 years. What I discovered was that with marriage comes an abundance of stuff – nick naks, hobbies, things that might be useful, all collected just in [...]

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Windowless Socks – lessons from my hoarder husband

Sometimes I struggle to fathom my husbands thinking. Last weekend, when getting ready for church, I spotted that his socks not only had a hole at the toe, but also a huge hole at the heal – I mean there was very little sock left intact. When I told him he should throw them away [...]

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