Charlie's Bird

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

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You asked for it

Meet the Jack-in-the-box! Pretty intimidating!

In other news 1 more sleep!!!!

Ballet stars

… so last night I got to watch the ballet. It is fantastic! The children have put in lots of work and they did beautifully! Charlie is hysterical! The Tin Soldier is brilliant, he jumps so high, I am astounded! He must have springs in his legs.

I don’t have a photo of Charlie and a Thandi fully costumed, but I have a sweet selfie of the 2 of them.

I will get better ones and share those.

Show week

…and it’s opening night tonight, after a successful full dress rehearsal last night. The Tin Soldier is a go! Wow, it has taken a lot of work to get to this point, and I am reminded each time how much work it takes for the 3 minutes or so that Thandi is on stage. Jingoes. It all seems so anticlimactic. Saying that I am really looking forward to watching the show itself, which I will do tomorrow evening. I know it will be very special.

During the dress rehearsal last night the teacher invited some local charities to come and watch, so at least the girls got some practice in with an audience. Thandigirl was super excited to perform, while the others in her group were quaking in their boots, I just love her confidence. She beamed from ear to ear from curtain up until her exit into the wings. Born for the stage!

Charlie seemed to take the whole thing in his stride, and sounds like he enjoyed the experience. I know he’s not loving his outfit, and is a bit mortified at the whole town seeing him, but I think it’s just so awesome that he gets to do this with his daughter! Making memories!

I will share some pictures after tonights official opening, the costumes are just magnificent!

All the feels

…so yesterday was Charlie’s birthday, and we girls tried to make to super special for him. I reluctantly ran early in the morning, when it was still dark so as not to interfere with the rest of the days plans; and then it was time for presents and treats! We spoilt him with some cool veldskoene (if you ain’t a Saffer, you will not know what these are – they are a type of shoe made out if natural suede leather, but these ones are pretty funky with a coloured sole and laces, Charlie’s are bright blue. (Thandi also got some pink soled ones!). I also got him a Rocket book, which is a pretty cool notebook, that you write in with a special pen and then using an app, can upload those notes and the wipe the page clean with a damp cloth!

I don’t think I’ve mentioned it here yet, but, and this will also make sense of the gifts, Charlie is moving to the UK next year. He is going to be working and training as a ship broker (one who deals in the sales of various types of vessels) and will be away from us until he is trained up, and he then will be tasked with dealing with various African ports. Thandi and I are remaining at home, so to disrupt things as little as possible for both her and me. It’s going to be the biggest challenge we have ever faced together, but I have no doubt that the 3 of us have the resilience to endure this time, and I know I have been quietly putting in management strategies for us, so I will have the support structure I need. So, to elucidate those gifts, the shoes to root him in Africa, and the rocketbook, so that he learns and trains like a rocket scientist. (And yes, I’m sounding a lot calmer about this than I probably am)

The weekend rounded out with a late lunch with friends. it was a very special afternoon, because we know next year, we are unlikely to all be together, so we made a good fuss of him. It was so awesome to see the love from all his buds and to see him interact with everyone. I looked on every now and again from the background with deep contentment. I am blessed to have this man in my life.

So it really has been a weekend of feels. Happy to celebrate with my husband, bitter sweet as we prepare for 2020, exhausting as marathon training continues and frustrating as ballet rehearsals proceed. But above all else, there was so much love this weekend.

 

 

 

When will

…the dark days be over? Florence, with apologies to your machine, please tell me?

Seriously, I’m not sure how much longer I can end my day in tears; tears of anger, guilt, frustration and love all rolled into one ugly snivelling mess. The old man is so not himself, and is getting further and further away from the man he used to be. He is so far removed from my dad that I can hardly accept it. And it’s wearing me down; much like a boiled sweet after a few minutes in the mouth, I feel almost transparent, at the point of fracture.

At this point I am ever grateful to my Charlie for being the most incredible husband and son-in-law he could possibly be. He has patience, far more than I will ever have, is kind and caring; and the old man listens to him. Who else would go and check on him, when I am sitting the couch with tears of worry rolling down my cheeks at 8pm one evening? And reassure me with love and kindness, not resentment? I am very lucky to have this man by my side.

Quiet

..around here – can you hear the cricket’s chirping? There is so much going on, and I am busy, but there is nothing exciting going on.

Work is busy, I am finding it increasingly difficult to stay positive and upbeat at the office. Yes, I do understand burn out. We are making some major structural changes to the business side of the practice and that all falls onto my shoulders. I am somewhat overwhelmed.

My daughter continues to be my shining little star – from placing in the regional gala, to being part of the school spelling bee team (they came third!) and just being an absolute delight, she is my panacea.

Charlie is good, keeping himself out of mischief, and keeping busy too. I just wish our city’s little harbour would take off and his business would boom again – but that’s a bit pie in the sky!

On the home front – the thief narrowly avoided a trap we set for her on Tuesday; we could see her rifling through my handbag on reviewing the nanny cam, but she did not take the money in the wallet. Oh well, her time is coming.

Running wise – 3 more sleeps to my next marathon….

10 years

… today, I married my Charlie!

Thank you for choosing me, my love.