purple heart

8 January 2011 – This purple heart is made from Fanta tins and hangs on my stoep at home. I loves it.

  • Noid and I went to Killarney for breakfast today and get DVD’s as that is the DVD shop Noid likes.
  • I got to spend money on anti-inflammatory meds and a kick ass mouth wash that is used for post op care {there wasn’t one that just said you are fucked} that makes me feel very un-sexy and not want to kiss Noid.
  • I am thinking about work lots…. how I am gonna manage it all.
  • I promised Liam a trip to the sea {we use to go annually, but have only been once since my divorce} and between Noid’s corporate commitments and what I need to deliver at work, I am finding it hard finding a suitable date during the next holidays to keep my word…..but sea it will be… I don’t break promises to my kids.
  • My Ouma Chrissie’s older sister Connie died tonight. My Mom was with her as she wanted. The two sisters were very close so I am sure there must be celebrations in heaven. I like to believe, eve if naïve that we see those we love again. Now Oupa Mike can at least go read a cowboy book while they catch up.

    Okay…. Chat later.

    Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry by Wenchy from the second cloud on your left .


    1. when you go to the sea please take us too…
      Aaron keeps asking to go to the seaside… dying to take him and swim in the ocean with him 🙂


    2. Sorry about the loss of auntie Connie 😦

      I have already made holiday reservations for March though its not at the sea … still have to steal to make the payment.


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