Strangely Perfect Timing

Yesterday I mentioned that I had an experience that had me questioning the merits of faith and Godliness after an encounter with a man in the hospital where I was with my friend and her son. Something else happened that day and it took writing down yesterday’s story to kind of question whether they may not be tied together. Probably no, but anyway. Sometimes when you’re a writer you think weird things.

The man that who approached us in the waiting area said these words to us:

“I think God put us in the same place for a reason.”

He seemed to be quite convinced that God wanted him to talk to us. And I thought, that’s a bit of an over-romantic notion, dude. I’m not really of the sort to believe that sort of thing. After all, in the wake of my severed relationship with the The Almighty, I have myself tried to revive my own faith. I even chose to read a book by a Jesus-y woman. A very un-me thing to do, I’ll have you know. And I still go to church. And I still love gospel music. Although I’ve pretty much resigned myself to, you’re broken, chick, just go with it. (more…)

Who is your rock?

Yesterday was a tough one. I woke up to a message from a close friend saying she’d taken her teenage son to the emergency room after he had (accidentally) overdosed on something. They were worried about organ failure and brain damage and she was terrified. My blood went cold.

It’s going to be ok. I should let you know that from the start. Between kind and efficient doctors and nurses and the kid having a mom who hustles to make things happen when they need to happen, he’s going to be just fine. (though he may have a bruise on his ass when he’s well enough for me to kick it)

Something happened though, while we were waiting for him to wake up, that has been on my mind for a while. When I got there my friend poured her heart out to me. And because we were in the emergency room, the privacy wasn’t exactly top notch, so people could hear us. And then as her child was being moved, a man came up to us and asked if he could speak to us. I let me friend follow her child’s bed, and myself and her boyfriend stayed behind to listen to the man. (more…)

Style is Art, I promise…

I’m having a little giggle because my friend Eleanor from JustEllaBella is doing a collaboration with Label Collections at the moment and I poked her a bit and made her show me the results of what she is doing. Of course what she is doing has come out stunningly and of course I had to gush in response with how talented she is.

“Talented?” she asks me, as if her Eleanoresque talent has nothing to do with it.

But yes, talented. I won’t tell you what she’s done (you’ll have to stalk her on her blog and on Instagram if you want answers to that question) but since Label Collections is mostly a clothing company, her current project has to do with style. And boy does she have tons of it!

Of course now I’m looking at her and how quickly she put all this together and I’m going could I do that? I have no idea. But since I’m Learning to Girl this year (because all life is a canvas and I’m on a mission to paint the whole damn thing now!) perhaps I do need to take a deeper look at my wardrobe and start looking at what tweaks I can make to my sense of style. No, not makeover tweaks. Just enhancements, you know? Like, sure, Nadine. you travel a bit and you therefore have an extraordinarily large collection of harem pants, but perhaps you could either wear them a little less or come up with something new to do with them. Like turn them into dresses or something.

Ok probably that won’t happen…

I’m kind of inspired by her project though, and I’m thinking I should probably ask her to help me copy her at some point because she’s so clever. Although I wouldn’t let anyone take a look inside my closet ever because gosh how embarrassing! I should definitely look into decluttering my wardrobe and making an effort to get more out of less.

Hmmm…. She’s definitely got me thinking…

Ootrey Saved My Ass

So I’ve been putting off getting new glasses for ages. The last time I went for an eye test was just before we went to India and that whole exercise cost me R3500 and it was depressing because R3500 buys a lot of naan bread, you know? But also: sight is NB.

Then last year I met Venean. And she’s just the sweetest thing that exists. You know when you meet someone and you’re just like “oh my gosh I hope that good things in life happen for you because you are so freaking beautiful in every way and I love you” – that’s Venean. Obviously she has magic powers of loveliness.

Soon after meeting her I discovered that her husband (who is just as lovely – I get really excited when lovely people find each other) had started a new business selling prescription eyewear online. Basically you choose three frames and they will drop them off at your door so that you can decide overnight which one you would like and then they fetch them again in the morning. I LOVED this idea. And even better than this idea was the fact that all their glasses have names. One was even called Arwen (which I was bummed about not getting because it’s impractically pink but I might just get it anyway at a later stage – I have pink outfits) and obviously that made my nerd heart happy even though I’m not the biggest Lord of the Rings fan. Again, I found myself thinking aw you guys just deserve success in all your endevours. 

Anyway, back up to last week and Thomas, Bridgette, and I are at the optometrist. The loveliest lady ever, seriously (Torga at Greenacres). She was so great. I was up front with her from the beginning though. I told her I have a friend who has a small eyewear business and I need to support him, I’m only using you for your prescription. She just laughed. I was super relieved: It could have been awkward! (ok maybe it was)

They gave me a quote for our glasses anyway, with no pressure. I have to admit: the quote made me gulp. The total for three of us to get eyewear would pretty much wipe out our medical savings. Granted, those quotes included those lenses that change to sunglasses in the sunlilght (not my style) but still: eeeek!

Well, I contacted Ian from Ootrey and he came right over. And – lucky me with friends in high places! – he left ALL his glasses with me for the three of us to try out. Flip that was fun!

Tom and I just needed standard glasses with UV filters (you NEED those filters when you take as many selfies as I do, believe me!) but Bridgette needed a more specialised pair.

Bridgette’s glasses cost me R1800.

Thomas’ and my glasses cost R899 each.

So…I bought two pairs for myself because obviously a girl needs options!

Thanks Ian (and Venean) for your incredible service! You went above and beyond for us and I really appreciate it. The financial saving was a monumental relief!

A Weirdly Popular Quiche

I’ve been meaning to do this post for ages but only just getting around to it now. It occurs to me that blogging about quiche on a Saturday night might be considered a tiny bit sad. It’s ok. I’m old. And I already spent money on burgers from a random vendor in Westbourne road today so I really shouldn’t go out and do any Saturday-ish things. I’m such a liar. I wouldn’t do that probably even if I was flush. I’d still be home watching bad TV while faffing on my laptop.

Anyhoo…. (haha!)

I randomly posted a picture of a quiche that I made for the 5 Day Challenge that I was doing with JustEllaBella and The Lifestyle Wellness Hub last week and a whole bunch of folks asked me for the recipe which I thought was kind of funny but I promised to do a post about it anyway.

Basically I just put this quiche together so that I’d have something ready to snack on for a few days that was high in protein and low in carbs. Obviously I’m no dietician and I am also not a calorie counter, but I have been trying to get my energy back and focusing on my protein intake seems to be helping quite a bit on that front. (more…)

Learning to Girl

In my new quest to do a better job of looking after both my mental as well as my physical health, I’ve decided to do a little work on my girly side. Yes, I said girly, and yes I am aware that for some obscure reason the word girl has recently become synonymous with disrespect (how?) but I quite like the word girl and haven’t yet figured out how I’m supposed to be offended by it so I’m just going to keep it for now. And yes, I’m still keeping it even though I’m a 30-something year old woman and apparently am no longer allowed to use the word in reference to myself. Seriously: who makes up these rules anyway?

I digress…

I’m not very good at the girly side of life (unless you count my ability to rock a unicorn headband) but since I’m keeping company with a whole ton of Beauty Bloggers these days – and they all seem like super happy people! – I kind of thought to myself why not learn from the pros?  It is highly doubtful that I will ever attempt, nevermind perfect, winged eyeliner or master contouring (or figure out what contouring is) but there are surely some learnable things out there that will fit squarely in my wheelhouse, right? (What is a wheelhouse though?) (more…)

Trying Out the 5 Day Breakfast Challenge

I did a 5 Day Healthy Breakfast Challenge with my friend Eleanor from JustEllaBella last week. The Lifestyle Wellness Group that my dad falls under as a Herbalifer has been hard at work putting this particular challenge into place for years, constantly tweaking and optimising their formula. The Challenge is a great way of introducing people to what we do without them having to make a big investment (trial only costs R95) before experiencing the benefits. Of course I looked at this system of theirs and was super impressed from a theoretical point of view, but I honestly didn’t think I would ever try it. What for? It’s not like I need a trial, I’ve been on the products for 21 years.

That’s right: I’ve been a Herbailfer for 21 years now. So how, after 21 years, have I only just now stepped up to the challenge?

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The Dreaded Breakfast

Should I maybe stop telling this story now? I’m afraid you might get bored. Then again I think that perhaps I should tell it anyway because what if this sort of thing is a little bit normal, even if I don’t feel all that normal. So what if it’s normal, or at least not uncommon, and someone else is sitting out there thinking I don’t know how to feel better and maybe just maybe my potentially humiliating revelation might make them think “oh I didn’t know I could try that”. And also, a friend suggested to me the other day that I might consider de-worming the whole family as a possible solution to my malaise, and it was most certainly something I hadn’t even remotely considered so sometimes opening up the conversation leads to all sorts of viewpoints that you would never reach on your own.

Anyway if you get bored you don’t have to keep reading.

My biggest problem was breakfast. I already kind of knew this, but I HATE eating breakfast (unless I’m in a hotel and breakfast is an event and I’ve already been up for two hours not eating breakfast) and there is this personal trainer healthy lady in town who advocates skipping breakfast and I’d  read somewhere that fasting from suppertime until lunch time is a thing that is acceptable to do and I thought ok breakfast works for others but not for me so I’m just not going to do it. The really strong healthy lady says you should do it and so do these random websites I found through Google so like really my breakfast skipping is just tailored to my breakfast-hating personality. It’s ok to be me. Because maybe everyone is different, right?

Yeah…no… (more…)

Searching For Solutions

I know it’s probably not best to diagnose yourself. We’re always telling each other not to do such things. Don’t Google your symptoms you’ll only conclude you’re dying… Or something like that. And the labels for mental health? Well those can be a bad plan too. I worry sometimes. Like what if I call myself depressed and then I use it as an excuse to eat ice cream all day? Funny how even when you know that’s not happening you still think of it as a possibility for yourself.

For me, learning about what might be happening to me – whether it be physically or mentally – is a way for me to cope. Understanding why is a big thing for me. Use logic. Put the puzzle pieces together. Have you been watching The Good Doctor? Well you know how he thinks about what could be the problem and then illustrations show you what’s in his head? It’s kind of like that. Except I don’t have Savant Syndrome. Which I’m a little bummed about if I’m honest.

Here are some of the things I used to “fix” myself:

*I think a special note should be made here that the reason I now have all of these things going into me is a credit to my husband. I fail at routine. Continuity. Time management. But every morning he puts these supplements by my bedside so that I don’t forget to take them. I would forget without him. I would be stuck in my hole without him.* (more…)

What to do when you’re falling apart…

This title is misleading. I certainly don’t assume to tell you what to do. I can tell you what I did to get through one of the lowest times in my life though. And why.

I didn’t want to go to a doctor when I was feeling my worst. This was for two main reasons:

1.) I wasn’t emotionally up to it

I get that this will have you shaking your head. There are things that you think I MUST do, no doubt. But I know myself. The stress of making a doctor’s appointment for myself would have pushed me over the edge at that time (I am right now in this moment ok with the thought, though it is far less necessary now than it was 8 months ago). (more…)