Family meetings, a place called home and back to reality 

Family meetings . Nope not family reunions. Family meetings . No they don’t happen in a boardroom or necessarily at the dining room table . Nor do they involve relatives such as a great great grandmother from china. Nope . It’s a time when the entire family present is affected by a specific problem that need to come to a resolution unanimously . 

Nope your cousin isn’t getting disowned . Nor is anyone dying either …. I mean the kind of serious talk where the woolworths stopped selling the double cream milkshakes . Or the fact that your favorite restaurant moved several kilometers away … very depressing scenarios I know. I myself have been in these kind of situations. For instance when we had to make the life changing decision about switching from 1ply to 2ply paper. Like I said, changed my life. We recently had another one . This time slightly more serious . We decided to move . To an isolated area in Pretoria, far far away from everyone we know . Unsurprisingly my brother was the only one who had an issue. I totally understand though, I faced a similar situation around his age, it’s not so easy to leave friends and your comfort zone … nor is it easy to leave the 5 malls down the road . But in the end we settled on the same thing . Some damn peace and quiet. We have people building houses next to us on both sides opposite us and across the river from us . If not for my incredible ability to sleep through anything I don’t know how I would have survived. The point of this whole paragraph is not to complain… okay maybe a little #firstworldproblems. The point is that peace and quiet is underappreciated . Some good old fashioned R&R is important when going home. Home is your sanctuary. It can’t be chaotic and uncomfortable. Not to say that loud and busy family’s are not relaxing enough, some find that environment comfortable to them. It all depends on you. Coming home is kicking off the pants, throwing away the shoes (not in that order of course) and picking up the blanket and sliding right under . Where you feel no judgement aside from yourself . Wanna go outside in your orange fluffy nightgown? No worries ..The world understands . It’s YOUR home.  Find your space . Be yourself . Most importantly : buy noise cancelling headphones. 

While waiting for my textbooks these two weeks I have been keeping myself occupied with a show called Hawaii five-O. I have to admit I am a little obsessed . Utterly and completely obsessed actually . It happens with a lot of shows actually. You know that feeling you get as if you know the characters and you live in that area they are in. It feels like a window to a different life . When watching it for 2 weeks straight those feelings are slightly inflated . As in I’m convinced I live in Hawaii, I have friends named Kono and Chin and I spend my weekends doing the hula with my friends on a beach … okay maybe the last one is a secret wish of mine (sad I know). But nevertheless it’s gonna be quite hard this weekend when I have to pick up my lovely textbooks on topics I kno nothing about and forget about my other life on the island of happiness. Wish me luck! 

Once again I’m sorry for my late post*nervously laughs*. 

*whispers* “I was in Hawaii….. ”

Ha! I wish. 

Anyways list for the weekend :

  1. Curb my online shopping habits (seriously it’s out of control, I think I’m taking too much of a liking to a lack of social contact when shopping … I love it) 
  2. Find out what I don’t know from my textbooks *circles everything
  3. Create schedule for the year *assigns 12 hours a day to sleep* 
  4. Make a new friend … I feel like I’ve been to anti social lately *glances at 10 pizza boxes under bed* 
  5. Cut down on Hawaii Five-O 

Ahhh now it looks like a fun week ahead ..

Alrighty the song for the week is : Waves by Dean Lewis . Personally  prefer guitar version. Beautiful lyrics, gorgeous voice and just an incredible song . Give it a try, it’s worth it . 

Movie for the week : don’t really have one actually … here’s another song : I love you baby, I love you doll by Parekh and Singh . They are an acquired taste I will admit but currently they are currently the song of choice to hula to in the shower (harder than it sounds) 

Quote for the week : Life is too short for words, so don’t try and describe it, just live it – C.S Lewis . Quote to live by really, came across it by accident this week . 

Have a lovely  week ahead everyone!

Signing out 

A Very Thoughtful Human

(With A Sudden Pie Craving) 

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Mind Your Own Biscuits and Give Me Back My Tea!….Please

The time has come once again where it’s so cold indoors that there is no need to worry about forgetting to put the cheese back in the fridge because the outside is a flippin freezer . Or that you’re on your third cup of cocoa and it’s only 3 in the afternoon . Down here in South Africa when it’s cocoa time means it’s cuddle up in blankets time . No Christmassy shit around here . While the entire northern hemisphere is off gallivanting in shortie shorts and an assortment of Miss Matched flip-flops we down here (yes even if it’s still Africa) are freezing our rosy butt cheeks off . Granted 8 degrees isn’t close to what Canada calls cold but down here … Trust me . We sure find a need to pull out the space heaters, hot packs and somehow rationalize drinking over 6 cups of tea,milo or cocoa to get us through our day. Forget about regular bedtime, ten pm? You must be joking. Cus the sun sets early? Well then damn! So do we!
It’s like the entire normal living routine shifts .On a normal summer evening i would be fine with burning the midnight oil but in winter you can forget it my friend. Laziness and the need for that kind of warmth that suffocates you  just takes over … Mhmm . Never in my life do I have so much hot Chocolate as these three months … Ahh the fatter you are the less you feel cold . I’m just beefing up for warmth . If its good enough for bears and the walruses its good enough for me! Am I being convincing enough yet?

Yeah I’m not convincing myself either. This is why summer is hard for me. It’s a vicious cycle. as soon as we slim down for summer its time to fatten up for winter again. A damn shame I’m telling you.
Anyways while my tush is freezing under these layers of blankets I’ve succumbed to the laziness that I’ve just been talking about , I haven’t written at all . I have been reading, rewatching all the Disney movies and discovering new ways of stuffing a Panini . This is my way of coping with winter .
Anyone else got some good ideas how to pass time with a cup of tea?
You know that point in summer .. After you’ve hugged your sleeveless tops and sandals and you’re sick of shaving your legs every second day and the bugs and mosquitoes have bitten every inch of your skin. .. That moment where you suddenly miss your jackets and jerseys  and lets not forget the mismatched tracksuits(let’s be honest we all have a couple of pairs). You miss the warmth under the blanket, eating cookies by the fire and wearing tights socks and boots that make you appear inches taller than you already are(god knows I need those inches) .
Mhmm yeah? See a pattern? It’s amazing right? We only miss the good parts of every season . We don’t appreciate the weather when we have it . Kinda funny hey ! But right now if you’ll excuse me I have to go back to my hoard of blankets and superhero mugs filled with hot chocolate with little marshmallows like the grown up woman that I am.

Lesson learnt today : Wear a T-Shirt with the words “ I AM A FULLY GROWN ADULT : OVER 18” printed out cus clearly people aren’t getting the message. I was approached for the 110th time today when someone asked me in the mall whether my mom was looking for me or if I was looking for her. When I got over the fact that I was indeed hearing correctly and I asked her how old she thought I was she said fourteen … Not bad actually, the average with meeting strangers is twelve, I kid you not people still offer me kiddies menus. They say when I’m forty I’ll appreciate it. So yeah I’ll stop complaining in roughly 20 years

Song of the week : Biscuits by Kacey Musgraves. Yep Mind your own biscuits people. The perfect song for your nosey neighbors and your gossipy coworkers.  Great way to subtly give the hint is to flip it to full volume whenever they start talking. Works every time and its way more convenient  than carrying around a blender full of ice to plug-in. It’s also better than spitting in their coffee or having your dog take a dump in their yard every morning.

Quote of the week : “Spring passes and one remembers one’s innocence. Summer passes and one remembers one’s exuberance. Autumn passes and one remembers one’s reverence. Winter passes and one remembers one’s perseverance.”– Yoko Ono. Something to think about actually, if you will excuse me I’m going to persevere to my warm bed after this… I joke… okay not really.. But on a serious note it is something to think about, the seasons bring back all sorts of memories and feelings, sit back and enjoy the ones from winter for now southern hemisphere ….

Goodnight to all . Signing out.

A Fluffy Penguin With Socks 

(And a kettle boiling as we speak)