…and boy, does she lap up the attention! On Sunday I decided (and it was an active choice) to spend some quality time with Thandigirl. She has been so patient with mommy working and running, and, poor girl, she does beg me sometimes to not go to work, or to take her to school, neither of which I really can do. So, Sunday was some Thandi and mom time. We started with tea, and then a play in the garden, I was watering the garden, and she was helping, pulling the hose, watering her pot plant with her watering can and generally being sweet. We ended our session munching some delicious cold watermelon, as the wind started. Then it was a quick trip to the shops for a few things and then home for a delicious brunch, before we got on with the rest of our day. And that included baking a banana bread (I haven’t done that in years!) and then we painted and coloured and relaxed. In the afternoon a little friend came round and the 2 of them swam and swam until their lips were blue and their teeth chattering. And in the evening we watched a bit of tv together, cuddled under a blanket, had some yummy supper together, before bath and bedtime.
I am so stunned by the incredible little person growing before my eyes. She is charming and sweet, and kind. Make no mistake, she’s also strong-willed and mischievous sometimes, striving for independence beyond her years. But she’s mine, and she’s amazing! I am so blessed!
…I’ve got lots to tell you all about this weekend, my mom’s birthday, another half marathon, a lovely time with Thandigirl, but what I really want to share with you is the experience we had on Saturday evening.
Unexpectedly TAFKAD was in town, and Charlie booked tickets to a Guy Buttery concert. He is a guitarist, doing all sorts of various styles – even using a saw (yes, a saw) and a sitar. Anyway, the evening started with cocktails at one of the local spots, before we headed to the theatre. It’s a quirky little spot, and one takes a picnic along, and then is seated at round tables, to eat and feast before the show begins. We settled down, opened our wine, and so he began playing.
Oh my goodness… He is incredible, but it was such an intimate performance, I almost could not watch him. The emotion was raw and his soul was laid bare. I had to look away often, I felt like I was spying on him, in one of his most intense moments. The music stilled my soul, slowed the beat of my heart and I really appreciated that. I’ve been lucky to watch many accomplished guitarists – Tony Cox, Steve Newman – and while this performance might not have been as slick as theirs, his playing was outstanding, I think his talent outstrips theirs, and one day his light will shine brighter. Well done, Mr Buttery, and thank you for allowing this voyeur to watch you.
…so, so far, I am about 8 recipes behind in my recipe promise. I at least have started to page through some of my cooking magazines, and will be able to sacrifice some to the gods of decluttering! The recipe I want to share today is another salad, a Middle Eastern salad, called Fattoush
The ingredients are
- ½ each a yellow and a red pepper, diced
- 20 baby tomatoes, halved
- 8 radishes, sliced thinly
- ½ an onion, chopped finely
- a handful of celery leaves, roughly chopped
- 12 black olives, pitted and chopped
- splash of olive oil
Mix those ingredients on a platter, drizzle with the dressing, which is made by combining
- 1 cup thick plain yoghurt
- juice of 1 lime
- 1 teaspoon fresh thyme leaves
- 2 teaspoons salt
- 2 teaspoons cinnamon
- 2 finely crushed garlic cloves
Then sprinkle with some sumac, and drizzle with 2 tablespoons butter which you have browned in a pan.
It’s delicious and looks so beautiful! Even before the dressing. Serve with some toasted pitas or flatbreads to scoop up all the lovely dressing!
Have wonderful weekends! See you on Monday!
…is a funny thing. I have really been pushing myself the last month, training, getting fitter and working hard at the hospital too. And I think the wheels are falling off. I feel exhausted! And it sapping my positivity that I have been trying so hard to maintain. Aitog! A never ending struggle.
This morning my alarm went off to go and run at 04h30, and I knew in my soul that there was no way I was going to be capable of putting one foot in front of the other – and that was jst to get dressed! So I canned that idea, blinked, and then my phone rang at 05h30 with a midwife on the other end who was over seeing a homebirth that was slowly going pear shaped. And I blinked again, and it was 05h55, time to crack on with the day. Oy! And so far today I have had baby, done a clinic at the local state hospital and am now in the rooms, hiding away from the patients and the heat in my chilled-to-perfection office. Sipping an espresso, heaven forbid I forget the caffeine. One day I will have to compose an ode to caffeine!
Before I depart, I want to recommend a blog to you, written by a friend, the uber talented Mandy, this is one of the most exquisite pieces of writing I have read in ages – go and discover her art. http://mandycollinswriter.com/2015/02/25/a-walk-in-the-rain/
…was so sweet! She was entered in a 1.5km cycle on Saturday afternoon, but given that she is really not a very confidant cyclist, it was quite a thing. Charlie and I had to run along with her, and most of the time I had to steer to keep her out of the gutter. But despite coming second last, she is so pleased that she ‘won’ and got a medal. Sweet girl!
So Saturday really was quite a day, a half marathon for me, a cycle tour for T. I even posed the question on Twitter that evening, if I took a bath, would it count as a triathlon? We finished the evening with a delicious dinner out with our friends, as we were all loadshat, A really fun filled busy day!
…yes, I am well pleased with myself! I headed out in rain (lots of rain) on Saturday morning, after my friends had nearly all bailed on me, and ran my best half marathon yet! MJ and her man did make the trip out with us, and for that I am super grateful. We had an awesome run! I had chatted to my brother on Friday, asking him for some tips (my brother is a very experienced and was really good athlete in his day in or home town.) He said I should go out easy, tough hills were in the second part of the run, so I should save something for that. So, we lined up in the cold, dark rain on Saturday morning, and decided we would treat it as a bit of a training run. And we were off! After about 3kms I realised we were going quite fast, and I was a little nervous, was I going to be able to maintain this. But we did, and it just got better and better as the race progressed. The last km was tough, up a steep little hill, that nearly did us in, but we did it, and I ran a pb! Yay! The training is working! Thanks to Coach Mo from Soul Running!
And thanks to MJ, you have tremendous tenacity, and awesome capabilities! Thanks for the inspiration, thanks for the support!
..love! Remember that awesome song from the 90’s? Loved it.
The weekend is coming up – a half marathon for me, a 3km cycle race for Thandi, and nothing else on the horizon. Feels quite ridiculous, actually, not having a thousand and 50 things lined up. Maybe we will head out to the beach house for Saturday night, I think we will watch the weather and see. It might be nice to hide away from the world a bit. And I think we will work a bit on our France itinerary – starting to get quite excited!