This past week, and a story about a green budgie

4 June , 2019

Winter is here, sort of. Only in the mornings really. We’re still hitting 20’C plus during the day. I feel like maybe I’ve said this before, but in a few short weeks on the 21st it will be the longest night! Theoretically, after that it’s supposed to be downhill to spring.

Of course the cold usually only comes after that and doesn’t worry too much about when we think it should be spring.


Friday night we decided on a board games night with Nicola. She picked a name out of a hat and we went with it. Andy kicked our asses! I got held up in jail for the first three rounds and by the time I got out I was faaaaaaar behind in property acquisitions!

This might be the first time ever that Nicola has not cheated at Monopoly, hahaha!


Saturday was monthly grocery shopping day. I dread it each month.

Food in general has become insanely expensive, so we were delighted a month or so ago when Simone’told us about EconoFoods in Honeydew. Seriously, if you’re anywhere close to this go check it out, you’ll love it forever. Opposite them is Honeydew Fruit and Veg, and what EconoFoods is to meat and cheese, they are to fresh fruit and vegetables.

We filled up the entire boot for just over R1000, and having tried it last month as well I can say with certainty that the quality is good, it’s just packed for catering purposes.

The three little bags of PnP goods (toiletries, coffee etc) cost more than the rest of the boot, believe it or not.


My dad gave us some sampler cheese made by a colleague of his. He’s been punting yogurt for a couple of months now, which is divine so we were curious about the cheese. A real treat!


Now, about that budgie…

The budgie story started a couple of years ago, with my mom’s birthday. She didn’t want to say what she’d like for her birthday,  so I asked Nicola what she thought Ouma might want. She said a budgie!

My mom very definitely did not want a budgie…

So now, when my folks don’t want to say what they’d like I always threaten them with budgies, and sometimes I start sending them pics of budgies on whatsapp a couple of weeks in advance for extra measure.

This year, my dad got a green budgie for his birthday.

He’s retiring at the end of June from the company where he’s worked his entire life. Their rules, not his choice. And after experiencing how much healthier he feels on the CBD oil, which was originally intended to help my mom with her ears (which she has since stopped taking, and refuses to start again), he has now become an agent for the oil.

My dad is on a roll with this. Last year he babied a plant, harvested this year and is busy producing his own oil as well, and he’s already sold to a few health shops for the company where he works now.

So we decided to get him a few varieties of seeds to try his hand at. These are specifically high CBD content, and a few E-books on how to get the most out of your crop.

In a million years I would never have guessed that my dad would be growing his own cannabis and selling CBD oil, but here we are. And honestly, you can actually see how much better he’s doing now that he’s using the oil! He’s never in pain anymore, he sleeps and he’s more energetic than he’s been in probably 20 years.

I’m also trying the oil now. It’s less than a week into this, but I’ll let you know how it goes. Apparently it’s a bit like homeopathic meds though, you only start seeing the results after a month or two.

What I’m hoping to get out of this is to not feel tired all the time, and just generally to feel a bit more well. I’ve been hit by one after another mysterious illness lately, and I think I could just do with a proper reboot of my immune system. I am feeling a whole lot more chill and less anxious than last week this time.


Birthday boy with all his budgies…


Oh…and I found this stashed next to our front door at home. Eeeuw!

Do you think someone is trying to witch our house? There is no natural way that I’m aware of for a lizard to lose a foot with such a straight cut, have it burnt…and then if the lizard didn’t do it himself, why would someone go through the effort of maiming an animal like this to stash this foot next to our front door?

I don’t like it.

Anyhoo, it’s haunting the bin now. Yuck.

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