Charlie's Bird

living the dream with Charlie and Thandi and chirping all the way back to the nest.

Archive for November, 2018


I forgot to upload a pic or 2 so you could see how pretty it was this weekend.

after my HOT runsunsetmoonrise

Apple sauce

…sadly, it appears that the power circuit on my Macbook is fried after it’s desperate attempt to cool down during our little heatwave, so I now await a new one (at least I got a good deal on a Cyber Monday special, and I used my ebucks, so no real cost to me, other than the complete pain in my butt!)

The weekend was, as I mentioned HOT! We were away with my bookclub for our annual little event. It really was lovely. We headed off to a game farm that we last went to 7 years ago (Thandi was a babe in arms at that get away), it’s under new ownership, and is looking fantastic! It was just lovely! On our little game drive yesterday we saw lots – giraffe, sprinbok, bontebok, impala, wildebees. Despite the incredible drought in the area, the animals look good; there is some rain predicted for this week, I hope it gets to them. The grass around the lodge is that kind of dry that is crunchy. And while I love those washed out colours of high summer dryness, orange and bown and white; a lot of others will find them too stark and dull. The company was great and we laughed and laughed! A hallmark of our bunch.

Highlights included a game of “A Minute to win it”, which one of the teenage children arranged, it was hysterical! Suffice to say Charlie and I came 4th (out of 4 teams) and won the We Suck lollipops! I think I may try to get a round set up for the family at Christmas! I had planned a champagne and cheesecake pairing for the gang, it seemed to go down really well – Laborie brut MCC paired with a lemon cheesecake; Laborie Rose MCC with a strawberry cheesecake; and the Laborie Blanc de blanc MCC with a chocolate hazelnut cheesecake. A tough choice to choose favorites though – the Rose paired well with the berry flavors; but I loved the Blanc de Blanc bubbles the most.

I have found myself extremely emotional lately; and am crying often. Mainly out of fear. I am so scared for my dad and what may come. And I feel like I am being a really bad daughter, because I feel so helpless. And I miss my mom… So I did end up often with tears streaming down my cheeks this weekend, trying hard to bite my cheeks, in an attempt to stop. But it’s all so near the surface, it bubbles over all the time. my friends were great, they gave me space when I needed it, and held me together when I needed that, and they ran with me when I needed that. I have a lot of things to process at the moment; and I know I will get through it all, but I am still wracked with fear and anxiety. So thanks to the Famous Five – you guys rock!

Vrot Apples

…especially when one spills a glass of water over an Apple Mac, then it gets quite vrot.

(Vrot is an Afrikaans word meaning rotten)

So my poor MacBook is in ICU after a near drowning, and I will hopefully hear today is the resuscitation has been successful or if a burial at sea is required. Damn expensive glass of water that was. Coffee would never have done that.

Stuck record

…flip, I really don’t want to sound like a stuck record, but I am! I’m busy and the end of the year is sprinting towards me. My stress level is rising (I wasn’t sure that was possible) and I am feeling quite frazzled. I have never longed for those extra 6 hours a day I laways talk about, like I am at the moment.

The weekend was productive and I managed to transform some of my to do list into a ta da list. 2 Runs, although one left me tearful and tired. I think last weeks stress caught up with me there. Thandi got to all her commitments – tap and modern dancing mock exams; swimming gala*; birthday party. And Charlie had a better market experience with his new small business. My call was fairly busy, and a bit sleep depriving…

* So Thandigirl heads off to this gala over the weekend. (I wasn’t there) and how it works is they all swim various heats. There are no ‘finals’ as such, the organisers just collate times. Charlie tells me she wins her butterfly heat by a proverbial mile, and that they are sticking around for prize giving. She had also won her freestyle heat and come second in the breaststroke heat. When she comes home, there is a (shoot me now) participation certificate, no medals for her. So we wonder? I watch the website, no official results up yet… So yesterday at her swim squad training she gets told that the organisers (not her coaches) made a big mistake, and that she did win the butterfly, but that there will be no medal for her, because they can’t take it away from the other little girl! Seriously! Anyway, I am just glad they did tell her, because she really was disappointed, because, as she told me repeatedly, she ‘tried my best, Mom’. I hope there will be some acknowledgement for her at some stage, otherwise she must go and kill the heats next time!


…for something to break… after last weeks vitamin infusion I gave myself and a few nights of good sleep and good running, and feeling like I was ticking things off my to-do list, I have been blindsided. No, actually not blindsided, because what i have been predicting for the longest time has begun. Pops got himself lost the other day, he had gone to the shops and couldn’t remember how to get home. In the midst of the crisis, he agreed that something was wrong, and said he would go for a check up; but, when the appointment rolled around, he refused. So I went to the psychiatrist instead of him. And it seems like all our worst fears are slowly being confirmed… dementia, alzheimers, isolation, vulnerability… fuck. The writing is on the wall and I don’t want to read it, I’m not sure I have the capacity to read it.

Surfer girl

…watch her go!

I love seeing her succeed, overcoming fears and anxiety. She’s a star!


…and running! Flip, I’ve had some busy weeks lately! I’m running many ams and many chores! And the coming week is looking hectic! Oh well!

The weekend was good. I got a long run in; and I feel surprisingly fine today. I am a bit tired, obviously, but better than I anticipated. Saturday morning I ran 11km, and yesterday I got 27km in. Included in that was a 10km local race, it’s called the Lightning Fast for a reason – a mainly downhill course which one can push the whole way. The last time I ran it was 4 years ago. I was 4 years younger and 6kg lighter; and I ran my 10km PB of 57minutes (and some unrecorded seconds). This year I am in the middle of a training block for a marathon, had no rest day prior, and it did form part of a long run. I am very chuffed to say that I ran 58:37! My watch did something weird and died at 8km, despite being fully charged the night before, so it meant that I had to just go on feel and run as hard as I could. I knew I was on 47:30 when it died at 8km, so I was pleased I was on one of the downhill segments and just pushed! YAY! I hope it bodes well for my marathon in 3 weeks time.

There was little other goings on this weekend. And it was good to be quiet, it’s the last quiet weekend before the crazies begin…