Monthly Archives: December 2013

Mommy bloggers hear us roar…


thanks to the Reluctantmom for the challenge. am not sure I quiet fit into the mommy blogger category but anyway…

What are you working on right now?

I’m busy reading the 2nd book in Ken Folletts latest trilogy. Winter of the World. The 1st book was awesome and there was so much information in it, I was glad when I finished it. The second seems to be easier to digest and I can’t put it down. Also I’m working up enough energy to pack Aidans school clothes away for next year. They’ve been on the spare room bed for about a week.

Where did the idea for The Fat Diaries Blog come from?

  • well….I’m fat.
  • I LOVE writing
  • I wanted to record my weight loss development
  • that was 3 years ago?
  • I weigh more now then I did then
  • I stopped talking about it coz I’m deeply ashamed of what I weigh

What does your typical day look like?

John and I sometimes wake up at 4am. He makes us tea and we chat and solve the world’s problems. We sleep for an hour or so. Molly sleeps late and Aidan is at boarding school, so generally I have no morning interruptions. Nhoza brings me a cup of coffee at 7:30am.  I drink it and work out my day. This happens 3 times a week. The other mornings I get up at 5am, get ready and take my kids to school. Both attend schools about 100kms away. We generally go to church on a Sunday morning.

Most days I frame, garden, get sent around by John.

How do you bring ideas to life?

I don’t really understand this question. I mean how do I make my ideas come to life? Bring them to what or whom?

My ideas come to life through things I see, things I feel. I love following trends. By following I mean keeping my finger on the latest trends in decor. Not necessary implementing them, due to lack of energy, professional workers and funds. I like to know whats going on. At the moment I’m very into driftwood, bleached wood, recycled practical furniture. Also Annie Sloan paint.

This year has been very much focussed on my new hobby, which is painting in oils. It doesn’t come as naturally to me as writing and so I’ve had to learn discipline. I love art. It totally feeds my soul.

What’s one trend that really excites you?

Green architecture. With recycled wood, wide double volume airy spaces, big windows. Mixing old and new.

Also this (new) 40-year-old trend of not giving a flying fack about things or people who I used to give a flying fack about. It’s rather liberating

What was the worst job you ever had and what did you learn from it?

Well I’d have to say waitressing when I was a student. Used to be verbally abused by a big hairy man.

I learnt how to save money. I learnt that….wait for it, it’s very profound:

“It’s not what you earn…..its what you dont spend!” A mantra I battle with, still to this day. 20 years later.

Also most importantly. “Take care of the cents, and the rands take care of themselves”.

The result. I’m a BIG saver.

If you were to start again, what would you do differently?

I love clothes so I’d love myself enough to watch what I eat and NOT put on weight. I’d have travelled more. (even though I’ve travelled a lot). But generally speaking I’ve made good choices in life.

If you could change one thing in the world, what would it be and how would you go about it?

Such a silly question because it’s so broad. but…. I would change the current exchange rate with the pound. Its hectic and inhibiting. I don’t know how I would do it. I would give Jacob Zuma a retirement package and swear our beloved Lindiwe Mazabuka into office. I think she’s just fabulous.

Tell us a secret.

oooohh. Why do I have such a dirty mind? The other day I had to give a code to someone on the phone and say A for alpha, D for delta etc etc etc. But all that came to my mind were rude words such A for anus, P for penis, S for sex, F for fanny etc. I was both disgusted with myself and convulsed with laughter at the same time. I really have a warped sense of humor..

What are your three favorite online tools or resources and what do you love about them?

Pinterest – I rather fancy Pinterest. Its just brimming with ideas.

Facebook- I’m a facebook whore. I contribute the odd thing but personally prefer stalking best.

Instagram- my new favorite toy that chows up all my free gigs

What is the one book that you recommend people should read and why?

I’m going to be like all “hipster” and like all cool and say anything by Dr Seuss. whom I adore.

But my all time recommendation would be any children’s novel that encourages a child to read. Enid Blyton, Laura lee Hope, Jk Rowling, CS Lewis, Louisa May Alcott, LM Montgomery etc etc.

I also recommend the Bible. The book of Ecclesiastes is most profound and wise. Also the book of Song of Songs. An erotic celebration of sexual love. 50 shades of grey in biblical times. But far better written and more poetic.

I think as a school girl a book that had an impact on me was “My Traitors Heart” by Rian Malan

The Poisonwood bible also stands out. Dance with a Poor Mans Daughter.

so many great books, who can choose?

Three people we should follow on Twitter and why?

I’m on Twitter but not often enough.

  1. Marianne Thamm


2. Trevor Noah

Trevor Noah@Trevornoah

3. Kim Kardashian. Please don’t judge me, but I’m a huge fan. I was going to type in Gareth Cliff but I prefer Kim K. Its just so easy. Mindless entertainment. Lovely lovely lovely.

When was the last time you laughed out loud? What caused it?

I laughed out loud last night when a friend and I were chatting on whatsup. She told me she’d just finished blowing her husband when her 5-year-old daughter walked in. She jumped off him, arse in the air and pretended to look for the TV remote.

Who is your hero?

I don’t think I have a hero but if I had to choose it would be Mandela.

Molly’s teacher, Erica W.

and my “adopted” uncle Bruce.

I nominate

  1. Charly’s bird over at
  2. Cat over at
  3. cupcake mummy and fish

cheers for now


Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela 1918-2013


Lets just take a second to think of what someone of 95 years has seen in his lifetime.

  • World War I
  • World war II
  • The Depression
  • Apartheid
  • Democracy in South Africa
  • sitting inside a prison for 27 years
  • internet/twitter/facebook. in fact the birth of the calculator, TV, computers,
  • The rural area, where Madiba grew up…. to where he died.
  • education
  • two marriages
  • the media
  • he travelled and saw the World

For any normal person living until the ripe old age of 95 years is a feat. Added with the media and pressure and you STILL have someone that never lost his cool and maintained his dignity at all times.

A truly great man. A deep and wise soul.

We honour you and we thank the Lord for your life.

This morning we had a pray service with our staff at our farm school to honour Madiba and thank the Lord for his life and the impact he had on our country.

In fact the impact he had directly on our school. 10 years ago we applied to the Nelson Mandela children’s Foundation for a donation and they gave us R11 500. It was to be used specifically for toys. What a happy day that was when the toys arrived.



As John said when he ended this mornings prayer: “A great tree has fallen”

on my Princess and my nuclear physicist/ Springbok/Protea/ olympic swimmer


Haven’t written for a while. So this morning I decided to read through some of my old blog posts.

And…well there’s no other way to say this……but bloody hell I can be funny. I made my self laugh out loud. I do think I share far, far, far, too much. But.. there you go. I have always worn my heart on my sleeve.

The thing that struck me the most was how I’ve subtely changed. More mature? older and wiser? Am definitely not sweating the small stuff.. excuse the cliché.

Because it’s the end of the year, my tolerance levels are more frayed than usual. Dumb fucks that wouldn’t usually worry me…are sort of getting on my “noombies” at the moment. So I’m digging deep and clinging onto my sanity for dear life. I’m talking white knuckles clinging on. Its far better this year than in previous years.

All my chickens are back in the nest. Fetched Aidan on Friday. Love having him home. Although, him,  being home does sort of hinder what I watch on TV. Also I have to plan meals now. Does that make me a bad mother because I’m moaning about such trivial stuff?

No, I didn’t think so. I’ve long since accepted that those that try and paint an idyllic life are those that are insecure, have whining brats and most probably have husbands that dip their wicks in someone else’s candlewax if you know what I mean 😉 !

Christmas is my favourite time of the year. I can shop guilt free. I get to see my annoying family. (Whom I miss and wish I saw more often). I get to bond with my amazing seventeen year old niece who is going to save the world! What an amazing young woman. So balanced, kind, highly intelligient, beautiful, a Christian, and intuitive. Also slightly cheeky and seventeen going 27! And my wonderful nephew slash Godchild. Thirteen and full of testosterone. Such a difficult time for a boy. Not a boy yet not quiet  a man.

My Molls has grown an awful lot this year. I think it’s a combination of Aidan being away at school and her getting lavished with our attention and of course her school which has played a great part in her growing communication skills.

Aidan has matured into a level headed, independent and kind boy. His extra murals have all reported emerging leadership skills and kindness towards his team mates. If truth be told, I think only the leadership column was ticked and in true motherly fashion I read and interpreted it into the following: “Aidan has great potential to rule and lead the country into a new and bright future as the President, and in his career as a nuclear physicist that finds the cure to some deadly disease, after he has played for the Springboks, Proteas and swum side by side with Chad le Clos at the Olympics.”

Ah well. At the end of the day…if you have two perfect children, you have two perfect children!

please excuse me while I go and stop the fighting and turn the volume of the TV down. I can’t bear to watch or listen to anything  Ice Age again…