#1263 Looking for Love

The Bachelor is back on our screens peeps! Winter Wednesdays are on. ❤❤❤

Baby girl saw the tall, dark and handsome enter the screen, and went “Wow!”

Wow, what? I stared at her a moment before she said, still in awe looking at the screen, “all those flowers!”

Oh, ok. That’s better. 😉

Before she could ask me what was going on (with girl after girl set to cross the Bachelor’s path in minutes) I pre-empted with –

“He is looking for love… because he is a grown up. A grown up looking for love.”

(Only slightly hanging on tight to my innocent and naive 5 year old girl?)

And she turned to me then and said –

“I’ve got my love with you and Tato.”

Awww.

I got nothing to worry about… yet. 🌹

 

 

 

#1262 My mini environmentalist

We parked at the local homemaker centre and got out of the car after school.

“Mama look!” She pointed to an empty car spot a few metres away. There was crumpled up packaging on the ground, from one of those Woolies Lion King ooshies that has most kids in a spin.

“Someone opened theirs up and left it there… I’ll throw it in the bin.”

I hesitated. It was on the floor. It was dirty. Who knows what had gone over it.

She hadn’t thrown it there.

I stopped my thoughts in their tracks. Sure she hadn’t been the cause of the litter… but she cared… she was taking action… how dare I even think to dampen her fire, when the intention was so pure, so positive, so genuine?

“Ok,” I replied slowly. “Just don’t touch your face after!”

She picked it up and held it at arms length as we walked over to the nearby store. On our way I spied a bin in the corner and pointed it out to her. As she dropped the empty packaging in the bin she said so proudly, “see, look how beautiful the road is now!”

Awwwww. My heart. ♥♥♥♥

I was so happy. So proud. Kids like her are changing the world, bit by bit. I know many think the state of our future is in crisis… what with an over-emphasis on technology, increasing mental health issues, and overuse of natural world resources among many, many other things…

But the little things make a difference too.

Baby girl is the first to compliment or say well done to a friend who has achieved something.

She tells me it’s important to give to people, as it makes them happy.

And she knows littering is not good… for anyone, especially the Earth.

If all of our kids took little steps like these, no matter how big or small, or many or few, well then the state of our future Mother Earth may be a beautiful one indeed.

 

#1261 Letting it all out

When was the last time you cried?

Let it ALL out?

I don’t mean a pathetic weeping. I am talking a full-fledged, soul-shaking, whole body performance that tremors with the waves of emotions like sea water crashing across the shore.

It’s obviously best done with someone you trust. Someone you love.

Even better perhaps, when you are on the phone.

You can ugly cry all you want. Screw up your eyes and let your snots hang dangerously low, let the teardrops make splatters on your pants, stain your top.

And although the beginning of such a sob session may start off as solemn, downcast, and awfully depressing… something wonderful does come out of it.

Nothing may have changed. Nothing major anyway. Buy you not only gain a different perspective from hearing someone else repeat your words, but you feel somewhat lighter too.

The load has been dispersed. Instead of one huge boulder on your back, the expression of your deepest sadness may have allowed some of that boulder to chip away, and leave instead, large stones.

And the more that you walk along, and on with life, the more likely it is that some of those large stones may slowly start to roll off…

And so on.

Nothing changes overnight… But it is the knowledge of someone lending an ear, while you also let loose, allowing the internal waterfall to pour out, that actually makes all the difference.

#1260 Sipak tea

I had a lovely moment tonight while sipping some herbal tea…

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Sipak tea, that is.

“What the hell is sipak?” you may ask.

Well firstly, it’s pronounced with a ‘sh,’ so” shi-pak” instead of “si-pak.”

And the ‘pak’ is not at all like “pack,” instead like “puck.”

So it is shi-puck.

It’s a rosehip tea. As much as I rely on coffee daily and enjoy it to no end, I am also a firm tea lover. They both have their place, rightly so. I love having a million and one teas in my pantry, regardless of whether I drink them daily, weekly, monthly, or even, yearly.

So when I finished my old sipak tea packet several months ago, I realised with dismay that the local supermarkets just couldn’t cut it.

They had all these non-European brands of ‘rosehip’ tea (eye roll)… and I just wanted to go back to my roots.

My Croatian roots. I wanted to get the bloody Croatian tea with the Cro writing and branding and only drink that one damn it.

SIPAK TEA.

I asked my Mum not long ago to get me some from her local supermarket, as they have a wide and varied selection of European specialty foods…

Today when we visited my parents, 3 packets were waiting for me. 3!

I took out my mug tonight and made myself a cuppa. It’s still rosehip but with added hibiscus flower. I tell you, I never noticed the hibiscus before, either it is new or it was never made prominent on the old packets, but it still tasted the SAME.

And it was only while sipping it that I realised the mug, cherished as it was, had come from my Mum, too.

My Mum giving me a great Mum mug. And now, traditional caj.

Talk about full circle… or should I say, puni krug. 😉

♥♥♥♥

#1259 Tipsy, relaxed and chilled

I’ve been focused and preparing and go-go-go for days now.

Sometimes we get ourselves overly worked up.

I am guilty as charged.

We had some people over tonight who have never visited our place… a little group of them too, not just, like two.

And despite my craziness and the frenzy leading up to it, I discovered the insanity was all for nothing.

The stress. The nerves. The ‘what ifs’ on every possible scenario.

Why do we do this?

I realised early on it was…

ALL GOOD.

And though now I am relaxed, chilled, and yeah, a little affected after a couple glasses of wine, happy the night is over…

I realise with happiness, I was also content during the night.

Don’t wish for it to be over. Enjoy every moment to the full. Don’t live a life of halves, pushing away emotions and experiences.

Live through all of it, entirely with all of your being. Don’t live a half life. Make it FULL.

#1258 Saving Winter orchids

Several weeks ago on a particularly windy and wet Winter’s day, I looked out the window and saw our orchid buds on a long, strong branch… but yet hanging dangerously low.

They looked as if they would bloom very soon. The problem though was the beating they were receiving from the weather, which is why the branch was suddenly drooping to one side, putting strain on its base.

I went outside and tried to lean the branch along the wall of the house. It seemed to work, as it now leaned vertically along the window side… I went into the house happy, and every so often peered out to see how they were doing through the continuing bad weather.

It was as if I knew… the day wasn’t over and once again I saw them hanging to one side. I was worried the base would snap due to the fierce pressure being placed on it, and so again I rushed out.

This time I pushed the heavy pot to an angle. I used the lean of the branch to my advantage, and having pushed the pot far enough, the lean was now against the window… not hanging loose amidst the wild Wintery weather.

From then on in I was able to check on my orchids, with happiness. 🙂

Today I took this picture.

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They are blooming beautifully. I know I adjusted them so, and yet I feel like they are peering in on me, showing off their amazing beauty, leaning in towards the window with that extra effort, glowing ever so much more than what they would have and whispering “thank you” for my efforts.

And I said “you’re welcome.”

What a tremendous gift from Mother Nature. ♥

#1257 The month of the Roar

I honestly had forgotten. It had completely slipped my mind.

Until I saw it was my cousin’s birthday on social media… I hadn’t realised.

Hadn’t realised, the month of the Lion had begun.

ROAR!

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Photo by Jonatan Pie on Unsplash

And not only had I forgotten, but I had failed to remember for a couple of days already…

The sign of the lion started on the 23rd of July.

(Face palm).

How could I forget one of the most exciting times of the year???

I feel things heating up already… take that as you will 😉