The Hills Are Alive Day #5

Early bath time treats for me with Rooibos and Vanilla Tranquil Body Treats. I don’t love the fragrance of the body wash, not distinct enough of either vanilla or rooibos, but the body scrub is divine!!!! Loved that.

On that note I won ‘Distributor of the month’ for the 7th month running! Yay!! Me!!!! Okay, look I will be so sad if I don’t complete a 12 month run, it will mess up my bi-polar, Gemini self completely, so please…..keep supporting!

To every single customer, be it a singular time you purchased or if you are an addict to the range like I am, THANK YOU!!!! I appreciate every single order and get a great kick out of your enjoying it. I report both positive and negative feedback back to Leigh-Ann and she is awesome in sorting out any unhappiness!

Btw, I am travelling with a lovely range of goodies for personal use. Noid was like ‘You are not serious? when I unpacked it at our first destination. LOL {I am already working out which range will go in which bathroom in our new house!}

Anyway!!!! I was reading ‘Oros vir die siel’, by Susan Coetzer {fiksie met ‘n boodskap} in the bath with a face mask on until Noid woke up. Btw, the book has given me an idea what to get for Noid for his 40th birthday in July.

We didn’t have much time as we had to pack and eat breakfast before Noid’s early morning golf.

We met up with a couple of total strangers but everyone hit it off well, no pun intended. Petro en Jan van Krugersdorp. Oulik.

Since I was last on the course they have added a GPS on the golf cart which I thought was cool. The second 9 holes I find the landscape prettier. I don’t really mind driving up and down, but I hate the heat! Noid seemed to have enjoyed it and after drinks and a tad of social chatter we were on our way.

Our destination, Tower of Pizza is nothing like I expected. It was suppose to be one of those roughing it options in our budget, but it turned out to be arty and fabulously Melville meets the mountain.

Dinner included coffee milkshakes that both my husband and I proclaimed was the best we have ever had…and off course, pizza! Delicious. Highly recommended in both accommodation and food!

In the evening, I received a picture from my fathers sister of me as a baby and my dad. I have never seen a picture of me as a baby, never mind with my father! I cried and cried and cried some more …. I did have a dad and he seemed rather fond of me!

A picture can say a thousand words a dead man can’t speak to his grown daughter.

How it amazes me that people like me who grew up without fundamental building blocks, or essential figures remain forever seeking where we belong and hide a hunger for recognition that indeed we came from somewhere and that we do fit.

Even I had a Dad. How ordinary I am after all those roads travelled.

Author: WεηchƔ

In September 1997, “The Nocturnal Wenchy” started her blog. The blog remains painfully real but these days she is more of an intermittent Blogger! 😉

6 thoughts on “The Hills Are Alive Day #5”

  1. I am so pleased you have something you can hold on to and touch that connects you to your Dad.

    Love You


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