Olga
I haven't been eaten by the Tokoloshe* yet! Things have been crazy - oh dear, I guess I've written that in every single post.
A quick update on news: I got my Renault! We have named her Olga as she is certainly bus-like. :) She has plenty of space for car seat and 4 big- shouldered South Africans and can tow a trailer at the same time. Very proud of her practical capabilities! Olga also shows the outside temperature and today it was bloody 33 degrees celsius (91.4 F), so we have been sweltering again. But Olga has a great air con! Hee hee! She is not the most svelte car around, and looks a bit scratched around the gills, but she is a working lady!
My brother has moved into 8 Black Street for the meantime. He and his long time girlfriend, Stacey have split up and have sold off their beautiful little cluster home. Ian is stranded because of us being at my parent's house, and is going to be sleeping in the construction zone for a while. The spanner in the works is that Ian has a little Jack Russel terrier - - very very active doggy. We have no problem with Cal (named after baseballer Cal Ripkin Jnr) being there for the moment with the house in the state that it is. However, when the floors are redone and we have had all the walls and doors painted, we are less inclined to feel welcoming. All the intrigues of life with family again.
James has been enjoying the paddling pool, but had a bit of an accident today and ended up sliding naked onto the paving and scraping himself to smithereens ALL over! Poor little guy. Let me tell you, it was nothing that a few Winnie the Pooh bandaids couldn't sort out, but he still looks as if he's been through the wars! He kept on saying "Boof on bricks... boof on bricks....owie on tummy" to anyone who would listen. We also joined the ranks of the majority of South African parents today and took him to Builder's Warehouse without shoes!! We felt so terrible about it, but it really is so commonplace, he fits in now.
Oh and one last thing about the house. We have nice neighbours! We received a plate of muffins and a little welcoming card from the people in 6 Black Street (little boy of 2 and girl on the way) and the people in no 4 Black Street stopped to say hello and seem just divine. They have a 15 month old. We feel excited about that as the area used to be a really old one, so we hear that the houses are being bought out by young families and redone. It will be nice to have some next door friends for James once we're in there!
Not too much else. I don't think I mentioned that my hair is a nice shade of copper again with a few blonde highlights. My hairdresser said she refused to do foils until we'd managed to subdue my lion's mane and so we decided on a blonde colour shampoo with a slight hint of copper. Apparently colour shampoos are much better for condition than foils. Mmmmmmmmm, my hair has been BRIGHT copper for the last while, but with each shampoo it looks better and I quite like it now!
Lots of love to you all. Hope the rain has abated in Seattle by now..otherwise you might all be washed away!
*The tokoloshe is an evil, hairy, dwarf-like creature from black African folklore.
A quick update on news: I got my Renault! We have named her Olga as she is certainly bus-like. :) She has plenty of space for car seat and 4 big- shouldered South Africans and can tow a trailer at the same time. Very proud of her practical capabilities! Olga also shows the outside temperature and today it was bloody 33 degrees celsius (91.4 F), so we have been sweltering again. But Olga has a great air con! Hee hee! She is not the most svelte car around, and looks a bit scratched around the gills, but she is a working lady!
My brother has moved into 8 Black Street for the meantime. He and his long time girlfriend, Stacey have split up and have sold off their beautiful little cluster home. Ian is stranded because of us being at my parent's house, and is going to be sleeping in the construction zone for a while. The spanner in the works is that Ian has a little Jack Russel terrier - - very very active doggy. We have no problem with Cal (named after baseballer Cal Ripkin Jnr) being there for the moment with the house in the state that it is. However, when the floors are redone and we have had all the walls and doors painted, we are less inclined to feel welcoming. All the intrigues of life with family again.
James has been enjoying the paddling pool, but had a bit of an accident today and ended up sliding naked onto the paving and scraping himself to smithereens ALL over! Poor little guy. Let me tell you, it was nothing that a few Winnie the Pooh bandaids couldn't sort out, but he still looks as if he's been through the wars! He kept on saying "Boof on bricks... boof on bricks....owie on tummy" to anyone who would listen. We also joined the ranks of the majority of South African parents today and took him to Builder's Warehouse without shoes!! We felt so terrible about it, but it really is so commonplace, he fits in now.
Oh and one last thing about the house. We have nice neighbours! We received a plate of muffins and a little welcoming card from the people in 6 Black Street (little boy of 2 and girl on the way) and the people in no 4 Black Street stopped to say hello and seem just divine. They have a 15 month old. We feel excited about that as the area used to be a really old one, so we hear that the houses are being bought out by young families and redone. It will be nice to have some next door friends for James once we're in there!
Not too much else. I don't think I mentioned that my hair is a nice shade of copper again with a few blonde highlights. My hairdresser said she refused to do foils until we'd managed to subdue my lion's mane and so we decided on a blonde colour shampoo with a slight hint of copper. Apparently colour shampoos are much better for condition than foils. Mmmmmmmmm, my hair has been BRIGHT copper for the last while, but with each shampoo it looks better and I quite like it now!
Lots of love to you all. Hope the rain has abated in Seattle by now..otherwise you might all be washed away!
*The tokoloshe is an evil, hairy, dwarf-like creature from black African folklore.
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