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Things I Love

22 Oct

It’s already that time of the year again! No, I’m not talking about the Christmas advertising that starts as early as October but 2012 Blogger’s Secret Santa is almost upon us.

Charlotte, over at The Stiletto Mum is this year’s host. Basically, a bunch of us get together (not literally) from across our beautiful country and we exchange gifts. It’s a lovely gesture, to be able to give a gift to someone you’ve never met, show me a person that doesn’t like to get gifts and I’ll show you a liar!!!!

So the point of this post is to describe things that I like….

 Simply put: I love The Body Shop‘s body butters because I use it on my my dry scaly skin and my feet. They (my feet) aren’t in the best shape (or texture) after winter and now that I’ve started running, they need a little more TLC than usual. I’m not a fussy person, pampering stuff never goes to waste in my house.

I most certainly look forward to finding out who I’ll be buying a gift for… and so the anticipation builds…

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Thank you Secret Santa

11 Jan

A couple of mommy bloggers got together to take part in being a Secret Santa, hosted by Bronwyn over at Mommy’s Toes and it turned out to be pretty cool. I liked getting to check out a few other blogs that are pretty cool, crazy and some very entertaining. 

A very big thank you to the lovely lady who gave me such a beautiful gift of two bracelets and a pair of earings. The bracelets are a stunning composure of beads, shells and charms. It’s really refreshing to have someone give you something that you may not have picked out for yourself but I’m pleasantly surprised and can’t wait to wear my new pieces. I find myself taken aback by the gesture in a strange way. I say strange because I actively participated in this knowing that I would be getting a gift of sorts. What it could be, is that a total stranger took some time out of her day to look for something that she thought I would like, that’s endearing. I know I wracked my brain for a few days trying to figure out what to buy, it’s not easy when the blogger you have to buy for talks about her kids (which we all do) and you can’t make head or tail of what kind of stuff she’s into. Luckily Bronwyn mailed us all with a few questions about ourselves that she could send to our Secret Santa in case they needed some direction.

Hopefully one day we can make it a blogger get together, even if it is on Skype since we all have such hectic lives these days.

I’m dreaming of a ……. christmas

21 Dec
christmas 2007

Image by paparutzi via Flickr

Ever wonder what Americans or Europeans would sing if the proverbial shoe was on the other foot??? It’s really been bugging me lately that we sing about a white Christmas where treetops glisten, and children listen to hear sleigh bells in the snow.… Come on now!!! On this side of the equator, the only thing white is the ice floating around in our drinks because we’re trying to stay cool while it’s 38 degrees IN THE SHADE!!!! And the only time you’ll see frosty the snowman is in July on your way to Bloemfontein. All the while, poor Rudolph the red-nose reindeer is lying in some butcher’s freezer in Greenside – true story, ask Jenny Crys-Williams from Radio702!!!

Okay so maybe I’m going on about one silly song when other songs like: Hark! The herald angels sing; Silent night; Joy to the world and We wish you a merry Christmas which all help to bring more context to the holiday season and the real reason for all our celebrations.

While this is Samuel’s second Christmas (he was a little helpless, needy, all-consuming blob the first time around) so I’m really looking forward to seeing this season through his eyes. Putting up the tree this year was an absolute adventure which began with us picking out a whole new tree because his father wasn’t impressed with the old one so the new tree is posh with all the bells and whistles. We’ve even got some lights for outside. I can’t wait for Christmas morning to watch Samuel open all his gifts and hopefully not eat the wrapping as well.

But whatever your Christmas looks like, feels like, whoever it’s shared with, the one thing that does matter is that it’s special.

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