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February 11, 2010

I have a tendency to disregard people I cannot learn from. Enter Jacob. Today he will stand as a symbol of light to a nation who has nothing but hope – all while his past is swathed in darkness. I cannot bring myself to revere a man who has had so many fingers pointed at him and still fails to hold to himself accountable or express remorse. I will therefore be giving the state of the nation address a miss.

2009 People magazine’s 5th sexiest man

Instead, I shall be feasting my eyes on this beacon of deliciousness. Shady past. Tick. Atonement. Tick. Will he err again? Hey, we’re all human. But boy oh boy, he is so hot. I have been madly in love with Robert Downey Jr for as long as I can remember. I cried each time he got busted and incarcerated and leapt for joy with every release; blazing a trail to the cinema whenever he graced me with his on-screen presence. Under Guy Richie’s direction (one of my favourite directors), Downey Jr brought mischievous genius to the role of Sherlock Holmes and I loved it. 



I downloaded this pic from somewhere – just don’t recall the website address. Sorry.

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11 February 1990

February 10, 2010

Tomorrow marks the 20th anniversary of Nelson Mandela’s first step toward freedom after 27 years incarceration. He’s first public address on the balcony of City Hall was attended by a congregation of thousands crammed onto the Grand Parade, CT Station parking deck and all surrounding streets and buildings with a view. Throngs sang and danced, cheered and applauded as they witnessed this momentous occasion. 

I was there, proud to be a South African and part of such a historical event like none other this country had probably experienced before. Sadly, drunken delinquents had their day in the sun too. Shop windows where smashed, stores were looted, rubber bullets whizzed past me as police tried to keep control of a handful of vandals.


Amidst all this chaos, I remember hearing Mandela’s words as he bid a farewell. ‘Do not give them a reason to point a finger at you,’ he said. Words which to this day, I have not forgotten. A simple philosophy carrying volumes. Basically, keep your nose clean.
Yesterday I got wrapped gently over the knuckles for not doing my job according to my usual ‘high standards’. (I use that term loosely since it’s all relative, but you know what I mean) I unfortunately could not argue with their point of view because I do feel that had dropped (only!) one of a thousand balls which I juggle on a daily basis. Unusual for me but more importantly, catastrophic for the business so I understood their need to meet with me. Fortunately, the knuckle-wrapper spoke from a place of love and respect for me as well as  concern for the business so my reasons and apologies were kindly accepted with an offer of assistance and we parted ways amicably.


I could beat myself up about this incident and say that I should not have given them a reason to point a finger at me – but we’re human and each day life tests us. It’s simply an opportunity for self-reflection (not flagellation), re-evaluation and progress; just a gentle nudge to get us back on track. 

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dreamy tuesday

February 9, 2010
Each day of the week seems to have an exclusive nickname or reputation. We have blue (or bubbly;-) Mondays while whacky Wednesdays enjoy the role of having the worst behind it and not-that-long-to-go ahead. Thursdays are renowned for wrapping up what we haven’t done yet or serves as an entree for the days ahead. We heave a ‘Thank God It’s Friday’ sigh of relief and before we can even blink, it’s the weekend, baby! But what about poor little Tuesday, just hanging around like an odd sock in a drawer of silk stockings. My sister refers to Tuesday as ‘like Monday, just with a prettier dress on’ but even that falls short of infusing much sparkle or enthusiasm. So what does one do with this ‘going nowhere’ little day? Do we jump into action de-cluttering our cupboards or fixing shelves? No that’s for Saturday mornings. What about the movies or drinks with friends? Er, Wednesday. Paint your nails, colour your hair, perhaps? Hello Thursday. So we’re back to Tuesday with not much to do.

And right there my good friend, is the answer. We’re gonna do ‘not much’ in style. And if, like me, you’re a footballer’s wife, you might even have a few quiet hours within which to do it. Let’s set the scene, shall we. Light some fragrant candles, pop in your favourite CD and sink into your most comfortable armchair or couch. If the weather’s still good, you may want to swing in a hammock or languish on a patio lounger. Do you have a glass of your favourite wine or hot cup of tea by your side? Perhaps even a bowl of chilli chocolate Haagen Das. Go on, get some. And while you’re up, make sure the phone is on silent or (unless you’re expecting an emergency call) switch it off for an hour or so. Comfy? Good! because we are going to daydream.

Just lie back, take a deep breath and let your mind wonder. Travel to a faraway land you wish to visit or perhaps had the pleasure of enjoying. Is it a sandy beach or a wintry countryside? A bustling metropolitan city street or along a lazy river?

Feel the sun on your skin or the crisp mountain air as it tingles your nostrils.
Do you hear the sounds of the city? Cars hooting, a newspaper vendor calling out the headline, your heels click-clicking as you walk along a boulevard. There are lights in all colours, delicious smells wafting from sidewalk bistros. Feels good, doesn’t it?
Our minds are incredible tools. With the power of thought alone, we can continually rehash an unpleasant incident or plot an unsavoury act, dragging us into the depths of despair. Or we can lift our spirits and soar to whatever heights we chose. We can live in palaces and dine with kings; bring audiences to their feet or armies to their knees. All we need to do is set our minds free to dream. And who knows, our bodies might just feel compelled to follow suit. Here’s to Tuesdays and all it has to offer. Happy thoughts, everyone.

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I regularly receive newsletters from The Abundance Yoga Centre in Claremont. Today’s mail from them included a quote which re-iterates the sentiment expressed in my previous blog.

The present moment is where life can be found;
and if you don’t arrive there,
you miss your appointment with life.
– Thich Nhat Hanh

Thich Nhat Hanh is an expatriate Vietnamese Buddhist monk, teacher, author, poet and peace activist. He joined a Zen monastery at the age of 16, studied Buddhism as a novice and was fully ordained as a monk in 1949. The title Thich is used by all Vietnamese monks and nuns, meaning that they are part of the Shakya (Shakyamuni Buddha) clan. (I copied this description for wikipedia.org. Hope they don’t mind.)

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bubbly mondays

February 8, 2010
I’m sitting at my dining room table, sipping a delicious glass of champagne, having just finished a wonderful meal of champagne chicken with sautéed mushrooms and vegetable rice. Well, it’s not real champagne but, Pongracz, my long-standing favourite indulgence. (a recessionista has her limits, you know) So what’s the special occassion, you ask? The fact that I’m sipping bubbly on a Monday evening, that’s what.

Let me take you back to New Years Day 2008. I decided that that would be the year of champagne. I presented this nectar from the Gods to friends as gifts, took it along to every social gathering which called for a ‘bring your own’ and indulged myself in ceremonial cork-popping whenever and wherever the mood took me. My request to recipients and guests alike was always the same. Rather than wait for a special occassion, create one there and then. Author and personal mentor, Sarah Ban Breathnach calls it Romancing the Ordinary. Take what would ordinarily be a mundane event or act and add flair, fun and celebration. Burn that special candle while painting your nails, play your favourite song as you do the dishes, wear beaded slippers while dancing with the vacuum cleaning. South African designer, Paul van Zyl believes that women have the ability to be fabulous every day. So let’s celebrate being women.
Guys can do the same. Wear your ‘good’ suit to work on a Tuesday, wash the car in a brand new t-shirt or enjoy a glass of your most expensive whiskey while watching rugby. Life is both to short and too long to wait. Let’s celebrate being alive right now. What could possibly be considered a more special occasion than Life itself?

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