Sunday, January 18

Sunday Chillin'

Holla! I am scribbling this from the couch while watching Ocean's Eleven for the zillionth time and Jon is cooking us our very first potjie! It smells INSANE. We are determined to make Sundays as fun as possible because I can't bear Sunday night blues. This morning, I rustled up a French style brekkie as I've been dreaming about visiting Paris again. Afterwards, we shopped for the potjie, went on a coffee date and worked out what we still need to get for the cottage. We reckon we'll be sorted by November. Oi! Oh, we also rented some Lost episodes! I was beyond obsessed with the first few seasons of Lost and I desperately wanted to rewatch it but I never expected Jon to go on the Lost journey as he's not really into fictional shows - but he's on the Lost train too! We're halfway through Season One and it's been so much fun cranking through a series together. We went years without a telly and now look at us! Anyway, I must go make my lunch for work tomoz. I am determined to hop on the health train too. Can't become a croissant monster! PS: Those are some of the flowers in our garden below! I just love opening the curtains to 'em x

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Friday, January 16

Looking back at old pics

Sooo, I was going through some old photographs and I came across these guys. If you're new to Gloss, this is how it used to look back in the day. Lots of ridiculously close-up shots! I really need to get a wider lens stat. Anyway...I felt really weird and sad going through these. I mean, I love the pics but a flood of memories came rushing back. I started Gloss after returning from London because I was excited to explore and share snaps of my home town but I also threw myself into it because I needed a distraction from the fact that my marriage was falling apart behind the scenes. Not the sort of thing one can easily blog about! So on the one hand, I was dashing around, making new friends (Nads and I were inseparable at the time!) and starting a new job, but on the other hand, I was putting on weight and crying my eyes out in therapy every few weeks. Life sure looks different now. Anyway, no real reason for blogging this other than I stumbled across these, and thought, "Ah, cool but sad." Then I thought I should scrapbook them and then decided I am way too lazy for that and would just bung 'em up here! 

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Monday, January 12

Dreaming of airports, turnstiles and cozy coffee shops

So friends, I wanted to scribble a little about my dream for 2015 in the hopes that it'll come true! In my mid-twenties, I was fortunate to do a couple of jaunts through Europe. They weren't overly epic compared to what some folks get up to but completely epic to me at the time! Oh, while I'm on that - guess what happened? While I was in London, my hard-drive with all my overseas pictures CRASHED! I was beside myself but fortunately I had uploaded most of the pics to Facebook. Also, I didn't have a DSLR camera back then but it was during my travels, that I fell in love with photography. Anyway, I think it was about two years after returning to South Africa, that I began chatting to Tall One and I remember telling him, "I'd kiss the soot on the London underground, just to return again!" - don't know why I had to express that in such a grim way but anyway! Tall One could not remotely understand this as he is somewhat of an outdoors survivalist but I loved how much he loved our neck of the world. We started going on loads of adventures together and had a ton of fun exploring our countryside.

The longing for London gently faded away...until now! Since paying off my car and moving in with Tall One, the thought of travel seems like a faint possibility again. Jon would rather spend a week in a cave than in a city (we're a little different like that but it's totes cool) so I'd love to take my mom on a holiday abroad. Of course, at thirty-two, I should be ramping up my investments and saving for a home deposit but the thought of stepping into an airport again, just gets my heart racing! It may seem like a reckless way to spend your hard-earned loot but I have never regretted a cent spent on travel. Just the packing alone is enough to send me over the edge with excitement! But...right now, it's just (a hideously expensive) dream so we'll see where the year takes us. I may decide to be sensible and abandon this idea completely but we'll see, we'll see. x

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