THE RETURN OF THE BLANKET

At long last the baby blanket has arrived “home”.

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The satin-looking edging was not part of the original and was probably put on later as it may have been frayed after all those 40+ years. Maybe it will still be used for grandchild number two in a few years time. Here’s hoping.

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Three Birthdays and a Funeral and a lost Blankie Found

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Just over a week ago my YS’s in-law family lost a loved one in a tragic MVA. The young man left behind a young wife, a nine year old son and a year old baby son. A week later the funeral was held.

During the traumatic week there were three birthdays, none of which were celebrated in the usual fashion. Young J turned 17, YS turned 41 and the deceased’s father in law turned 65.  We did manage to have a lovely lunch for the F-i-L’s birthday yesterday, though. R.I.P. Wayne.

In 1972/3, while living in Holland, I bought a lovely baby blanket for the crib I had planned for my first-born due in September. The blanket graced the crib for my two sons and was passed on to my sister and was used for her two children. The blanket went to Canada and I thought I would never see it again. Almost 2 years ago my sister posted it back to South Africa so it could be used again for Emryn’s crib. Thanks to the postal strike (so we thought) it never arrived.

 

Last week it did arrive, but not in South Africa. Instead it went back to Canada with a sticker on it stating REFUSED. After checking with my sister, it turned out that a part of the address had been left out. Even so, with a bit of brain work by the postal services, that address would be not have been too difficult to find and SAPO rather sent it all the way back to Canada. TIA.

The blanket will now be dispatched to Holland, which should be safer, as OS will be going there in April and can pick it up. A 42-year-old blankie is finally back in my family!

The blanket is similar to the one shown but with a variety of animals on it.

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A Budding Naturist??

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Emryn with Swanky the rescued cat.

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Emryn wondering why the cats love lying in the patch of Mondo grass, so she had to try it out.

She’s now 1 year and 5 months old!

Christmas Day and “Dis lekker by die see”.

Christmas day was spent in Pretoria with family (OS and partner) and new friends.

The younger ladies had prepared a feast fit for a king and all I had to do was sit back and relax. This was not difficult at all  :-)

I find it very amusing that, no matter where one goes, there is always someone in such a gathering who knows people you know. One lady knew quite a few people in education and she and I chatted up a storm about inspectors and principals we both knew.

The house where we had gathered was quite something. Built on a steep slope the interior consisted of quite a few levels each reached by different stairways and interesting nooks and crannies. I think my favourite room was the main bathroom’s shower which was circular and had a very big sky-light above.

The house had a very private courtyard in the centre with a pool and lovely big entertainment area all around it.

One of the guests insisted that I come and see the whole house, stairs and all, until we came to the flat roof. The view over Pretoria was magnificent.

Silly me never thought to take pictures, but maybe OS did, and then I will post them later. The house was featured on Top Billing some time ago.

On Boxing Day/Family Day YS and family travelled down to Umhlanga to give Emryn her first visit to the sea.

Some of you will recognise a certain landmark in the picture!

Hallo Aunty Sylvia!!

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Have a lovely week and get ready for the New Year!

Little Madam Emryn

We had a lovely family braai last Saturday as a preview for Christmas Day.

OS had booked the pool area for the occasion (he’s the chairman!) and his unit is close by for more convenience. The lapa offered plenty of shade and the pool was all ours.

It was a jolly gathering of the clan and the weather played its part well.

Emryn was the littlest person there and got most of the attention. She has become a little water-baby and a new gift of a “boat”gave her, and others, much pleasure.

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In between swimming sessions Emryn played a bit of dress-up and took her teddy for walks around the area.

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She’s such a happy and active child. Oma is proud of her and enjoys her antics.

Mental Paralysis

It’s been ages since my last blog and I know it.

It’s not that I don’t have the time.

It’s not that I have nothing to blog about.

It’s simply a case of mental lethargy.

There are so many things I should be doing: sewing, embroidering, writing emails to family, reading a good book, blogging, you name it, I should be doing it.

I wake up in the morning and promise myself that I will do this, that and the other, but come evening I have done none of these things.

Sometimes I don’t know how the day has passed and yet it did.

I go through the motions of the everyday things here at the Village:

I check if my “buddies” are still alive!

I visit the office to see if I am needed for something or if they need me for something. I speak to all and sundry who I meet on the way and perhaps discuss a few situations which need attention in the Village.

A meeting of the Local Committee, of which I am a member, will take place at the end of the month and I need fodder to discuss at this meeting.

I put out fires when needed and give advice when needed. I refuse to get drawn into peoples personal vendettas.

I have a neighbour who is very ill (she has been in ICU three times in 4 weeks), but who refuses to go into the Care Centre. She wants to be cared for in her cottage (fine, she can afford it), but the thought of that puts a strain on me. I hope her daughter, who has come out from the USA, will have everything organised before she leaves this Thursday.

Too many people have left the Village and I’m not talking about those who have left for natural reasons.

Our Matron is the last one to have left, but as yet the reason is not common knowledge. I guess this will be made known at the meeting.  I got on very well with her, but perhaps the staff didn’t and of course that is a matter of concern.

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If someone is stupid

Lately I have been seriously bugged by the fact that my siblings are still not in touch with me. How long are they going to keep this up?

I thought I had let them go, as advocated above, but the hurt keeps surfacing.

None of us can change the past, it has happened, get over it.

Would I have done things differently then? Yes! Absolutely YES!

I would not have paid attention to what all experienced parties involved had suggested: Let your Mom go to Frail Care.

I  should have just left her at home with my domineering brother followed by my youngest sister. Then she could have died at home. My brother could have force-fed her all his concoctions, kept the staff and friends away from her and he could have had his hysterics when she died in his care. My sister would have coped better together with me and my late brother.

The decision to let her be taken care of in Frail Care was not wrong however and I didn’t make it on my own. My late brother agreed to it as well.

I really wish I could wipe the whole episode from my mind so I can get on with my life.

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I have so much to be grateful for. My sons and partners are fantastic. I could not wish for better members of my family. You all know how adorable Emryn is and she’s getting more and more interesting by the day. She loves being at school and I can see that she learns things quickly.

Yesterday she amused herself, and her mother and I, by pushing her toy pram up and down the paved areas around the house. This was accompanied by her “talking”, mostly little shouts of “hey”or something similar.

More of her teeth are coming out, giving the parents a few sleepless nights, but that’s nature and they are coping.

She is my pride and joy and I hope to be around long enough to see her grow up and have a good relationship with her Oma.

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Some Birthday Pictures

Just a few photographs of Emryn’s first party.

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Nijntje cake

Owl cake

Owl cake

smash cake

Emryn’s own cake

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Is this cake only for me, Dad?

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Look at my party dress!

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Are these presents all for me?

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A bit of quiet time with Oma.

laughing some more

It’s not difficult to make me laugh even after a hectic day.