Turkeys…you just can’t trust them29 May , 2012
Old photo catch up again.😉 The first one is obviously a sleeping pink terrorist. The second one is at her school – she’s been telling me for ages that they climb trees there (which I thought was a bit strange) and the teacher assures me that they don’t. This is the tree climbing. The line up and each take a turn to stand on the bottom branch for a few seconds.😆 The last photo is just some Barney-bear snuggles at home.
I am not feeling on top of the world right now and I strongly suspect that I am about to encounter my annual bout of the man-down-flu, which usually has me bed ridden for at least a week or more. But keep your fingers crossed that I’m wrong. Last night I had a mild head ache, which I thought would kind of sort itself out while I slept but it got so bad that I actually woke up at 1:00 from it and was greeted by the peculiar site in the mirror of just one bloodshot eye. So I appear to be just half sick? Panado wasn’t doing the trick so I had some of Nicola’s Stopayne too to get back to sleep again.
Anyhoo, on to the topic of this post, sort of…
On Saturday my cousin came through from Pretoria for a quick visit. It’s been such a long time since we’ve been able to sit down and just catch up, what a treat. We decided to go through to Second Cup (literally just round the corner from us) for some of their famous chilli hot chocolate. Nicola was fascinated by the local wild life, mostly chickens and what I believe to be some sort of turkey.
She has having a fat chat to this turkey and it seemed to be talking back to her (and stalking her!). It made me a bit nervous so I kept trying to stand between them or to subtly wave my handbag at the bird so I wouldn’t have to actually kick it if it got out of hand, but then the owner walked past and stroked it so I kind of assumed it was tame. Well…a bit later when Nicola touched it, it decided that it wasn’t. It went for her, and I actually think it went for her eyes, but luckily she looked down just then so it pecked her on the head instead. My poor girl was distraught and moaned about the chicken who bit her. She wanted me to put it in the naughty corner or hit it with a book! Nothing too serious though and luckily the incident was quickly forgotten. But my cousin was right when she said you just can’t trust a turkey.😆
On Sunday we popped in at Louelle’s for breakfast and to celebrate her birthday. Nicola was utterly enchanted with her dog Cazzie (a.k.a Castro) and the sharks that they have in the complex pond (actually babers). We had a lovely lazy breakfast and a stroll through the grounds and Louelle gave Nicola the biggest stuffed fluffy dog toy whom she promptly named Marble (the same name as my brother’s cat) and dragged along everywhere!
After Nicola’s nap time we headed through to go get Julia so that we could all have a quick lunch with her before her flight back to Cape Town. We picked her up in Blairgowrie and the silly GPS decided that the best route to Bedfordview would be to go through Hillbrow!😆 I’m just glad we got through that quickly and without incident. Definitely NOT the route I would have picked if I had my own sense of direction. It was great finally meeting Julia, and also seeing Marcia and Cat again. I probably wasn’t the very best of company because I was really exhausted and starting to feel a bit sickish already, so sorry guys.
This coming weekend is my dad’s birthday and I am super excited to see what he thinks of our gift to him. I can’t tell you what it is because he reads here too (Hi Dad! *waves vigorously*). I’m pretty sure he’s going to love it though.😀 Other than Dad related birthday activities I plan to do a lot of napping and resting. If I have any hope of not getting sick I will have to slow down a bit.
And then lastly (this is already turned into a massive ramble), I ACCIDENTALLY baked a chocolate cake last night.😆 Ironically the best one to have ever been made by me and I wasn’t even trying to make one. You see, I’ve recently tried out the cinnamon and raisin bread recipe on the bread maker and loved it and I wanted to see what would happen if I substituted the raisin for chocolate chips instead. Ha! Well it does not come out like a giant choc chip cookie if you were wondering. The chip all melt and it turns into a chocolate cake! That would have been fine too but I actually needed a bread so I sliced it accordingly and packed some for lunch today with Nutella and margarine on it. It’ll do…it’ll do quite nicely actually.