Unable to drive our unregistered car it was a frustrating set back on our plans as we could not go up and fetch our caravan. So how have we been entertaining ourselves...
Peter has just sold his factory and is about to retire so James has spent some time helping him pack up the factory into a container that is going off to Flinders. Lots of heavy lifting made it a useless plan for my ridiculously big biceps and I did the supportive thing by.... playing golf :D Yip that's how we roll... boys go to work girls hit the golf course. Helen took me to her local course and we played nine holes, just escaping the rain. Walking down the first fairway i commented on a very colourful bird I had seen (you must realise that for me to have actually seen it it was very bright and colourful) and it got me remembering the ducks and herons at Chapman that the ladies always commented on. If we had come across a crocodile infested pond or a group of trees with dear in it or guinea fowl mindlessly running around I would not have thought twice but the last thing i expected to see on the second tee box was... parrots!!! Having never seen a parrot in the wild I wanted to watch these things and take photos between giggles and pointing but Helen informed me that they are a pest and mess up the fairways and are as uninteresting as the guinea fowl! It was a lovely round and we appeared to have the course to ourselves which was great.
Other than that I have been occupying myself by making paper beads which are apparently originated in Uganda. The plan is mainly to keep me occupied but to possibly make some jewelry to sell if it comes out ok. We shall see. As the family trait took over I became a bit obsessed with it and have now stopped for a bit!
Peter has a Saturday morning tradition and when Helen told James that because it was Saturday we would be going sailing, James's face lit up more than it has in months and I could see the excitement instanly, he was almost shaking. You should have seen his face when she then carried on, before he had time to respond, to explain the tradition of "Garage 'saleing' ". I couldn't help but feel sorry for him but at the same time it was the most amusing misunderstanding. In the 2 Saturdays we have been here we have done very well out of the 'saleing' and picked up some serious bargains: almost new pillows, a camping shower tent, a mini fan and all sorts not excluding an icecream maker. When James brought it to me with his puppy dog face and pleas of how cheap it was I just raised my eyebrows and shook my head reminding him that we were going to live in a caravan and he would be working all day not pottering round making icecream. He walked off sulking and mumbling to put it back but before I knew it his dad had been won over by the puppy dog eyes and had bought it for him...it was coming with! On the upside I have been promised copious amounts of sorbet on hot days... we shall see!
We have been married for 6 months today :D I snuck out of bed early this morning to do exactly what I said yesterday I would never do and mission alone to the shops (dont worry I made it back on one piece and didnt even get lost!). It was the only way I could surprise James with something small. So imagine this... its not a big anniversary its only a half one so you want to get something small just to show you care and remembered. What do you get...the obvious choice is a ps chocolate with a cute message and some biltong right? hmpf how are girls meant to cope in a country that is deficient in BOTH! Dont worry he still got something nice and I think he liked it even though he has come down with the plague. He has been feeling terrible but has been quite good about it but I think date day has to be postponed (he gets benefit of the doubt this time ;) ).
Exciting times ahead as tmr we finally head off to register the car and fetch our caravan wee hee!! I am really looking forward to it. I wish we had a job to go to so keep us in your thoughts and prayers so that we dont run out of money ;) This is the last blog post from under a real roof for a while so I am making to most of the space :) Up next...the caravan
Peter has just sold his factory and is about to retire so James has spent some time helping him pack up the factory into a container that is going off to Flinders. Lots of heavy lifting made it a useless plan for my ridiculously big biceps and I did the supportive thing by.... playing golf :D Yip that's how we roll... boys go to work girls hit the golf course. Helen took me to her local course and we played nine holes, just escaping the rain. Walking down the first fairway i commented on a very colourful bird I had seen (you must realise that for me to have actually seen it it was very bright and colourful) and it got me remembering the ducks and herons at Chapman that the ladies always commented on. If we had come across a crocodile infested pond or a group of trees with dear in it or guinea fowl mindlessly running around I would not have thought twice but the last thing i expected to see on the second tee box was... parrots!!! Having never seen a parrot in the wild I wanted to watch these things and take photos between giggles and pointing but Helen informed me that they are a pest and mess up the fairways and are as uninteresting as the guinea fowl! It was a lovely round and we appeared to have the course to ourselves which was great.
Peter has a Saturday morning tradition and when Helen told James that because it was Saturday we would be going sailing, James's face lit up more than it has in months and I could see the excitement instanly, he was almost shaking. You should have seen his face when she then carried on, before he had time to respond, to explain the tradition of "Garage 'saleing' ". I couldn't help but feel sorry for him but at the same time it was the most amusing misunderstanding. In the 2 Saturdays we have been here we have done very well out of the 'saleing' and picked up some serious bargains: almost new pillows, a camping shower tent, a mini fan and all sorts not excluding an icecream maker. When James brought it to me with his puppy dog face and pleas of how cheap it was I just raised my eyebrows and shook my head reminding him that we were going to live in a caravan and he would be working all day not pottering round making icecream. He walked off sulking and mumbling to put it back but before I knew it his dad had been won over by the puppy dog eyes and had bought it for him...it was coming with! On the upside I have been promised copious amounts of sorbet on hot days... we shall see!
We have been married for 6 months today :D I snuck out of bed early this morning to do exactly what I said yesterday I would never do and mission alone to the shops (dont worry I made it back on one piece and didnt even get lost!). It was the only way I could surprise James with something small. So imagine this... its not a big anniversary its only a half one so you want to get something small just to show you care and remembered. What do you get...the obvious choice is a ps chocolate with a cute message and some biltong right? hmpf how are girls meant to cope in a country that is deficient in BOTH! Dont worry he still got something nice and I think he liked it even though he has come down with the plague. He has been feeling terrible but has been quite good about it but I think date day has to be postponed (he gets benefit of the doubt this time ;) ).
Exciting times ahead as tmr we finally head off to register the car and fetch our caravan wee hee!! I am really looking forward to it. I wish we had a job to go to so keep us in your thoughts and prayers so that we dont run out of money ;) This is the last blog post from under a real roof for a while so I am making to most of the space :) Up next...the caravan
"James's face lit up more than it has in months"
ReplyDeleteThat I doubt, I saw his face when he saw his bride.
Or was that fear? Either way I don't think you give yourself enough credit.