Maybe this should start off with a ‘Happy Christmas’, just in case my horrendous blogging inactivity continues beyond today, and I miss the festivities.
Predominantly, all three of us have been sick. It’s been incredibly frustrating, as it seems to have just round-robined itself around, and despite great weather and a warm pool, we’ve spent most of the last 5 weeks a bit under said weather. I need to mention the fact that my nemesis has returned – the bloody south-easter has hardly relented since the start of November, and with it comes all things evil.
Anyway, mid November saw another installment of Captain Awesome’s Mimmos Birthday extravagananza. Forty-three people shared the evening with me, and your presence was very appreciated, I had a great time, and Mimmo’s made tons of cash. Hopefully you also enjoyed it…
As a result of some generous birthday capital, I’m now building an R/C plane. By no means is the heli forgotten, but I want something complimentary to try. It’s been lots of fun to build, and of course if it actually flys it’ll be a real bonus.
Another side-effect of birthday gifts would be my sushi-fetish. I was a slow-starter with this particular cuisine, but I’d like to think I’m making up for it now. I’ve made twice now, and apart from the time, the results have been really good.
Um, then I’ve been accepted to a Business Academy next year – it’s a semester course, running second half, so that’s way away for now. Still chuffed though, and looking forward to some new jargon.
Jamie was also dedicated at church, something we’d been planning to do in more personal surroundings, but in case that took longer to plan and he’d graduated before we got our act together, we chose to do it at church. He wasted my stage-act by sucking the microphone and doing Darth Jamie voice-overs.
Right, then onto familial matters. NZ invaded SA as cousins and aunts arrived. We had some good chats, good Settlers and good food. Always nice to see them, although the accents are starting to become worrying. Ever heard a Pretoria-n speaking Kiwi?! It was terrific showing Jamie off to them too – he’s such a showman. Can’t think where that comes from…?
And speaking of his talents, our house has been rapidly baby-proofed, as the boy is now completely and dangerously mobile. His crawling went from amusing to potent in a matter of days, and with great speed he can navigate his way anywhere in the house. Gone are the halcyon days of leaving him sitting playing with something and sneaking out. Pitter-patter-pitter-patter and he’s right behind – usually armed with proud eyes and a dashing smile.
Further drama looms, as he’s realised his immense strength can best be used to pull himself standing on any and all objects he comes across. Door gates are his favourite, but without having publicly demonstrated his standing-to-sitting tricks, we’re usually quick to the scene to try and save his noggin from collecting bruises on the tiles.
And then of course his eating habits. Throwing caution to the wind, I gave him a Jolly Jammer last week, which he proceeded to suck into oblivion. Not without depositing a dubiously tasty layer on all surrounds, of course.
I am really looking forward to this week though, several UK visitors arriving, most significant of all being my boet, Adin, who’s been in Scotland for a darn-long time. It’ll be his first meeting of Jamie, and like any proud father, I can’t wait for my boy to meet his Uncle. We’ll be heading off this weekend to Jacobsbaai again – same wonderful West Coast – to celebrate my mom-in-law’s birthday – can’t wait.
Damo, Rachel and co will also be down shortly, as will Anton and Tandy. In a cruel twist of fate, Trent and Caryn have had passport-disappearance-issues, and with the unhelp of our UK embassy, won’t be able to make use of their tickets home. Awful and crap.
Anyway, if you’ve actually read to the end, you can give yourselves another 15 points. Hopefully it won’t be as long before I get back into blog-mode.
