Tag Archives: 30 days

Day 30 – anything goes!


Okay, so you should know me a lot better now than you did 30 days ago. But if there’s anything else you are curious about, feel free to ask it by commenting on this post. I can’t guarantee that I’ll answer, but I’ll try to keep it fair and do so. And if you find any other cool blog challenges, let me know! 🙂

Day 29 – a picture of myself


With John van de Ruit at the VIP launch of Spud 4 on Friday 3 August 2012, held at the SAN Deck at Sandton Sun Hotel. Thanks again for the pic, Carmen 🙂

Day 26 – some of the things that make me feel warm and fuzzy


This is very vague, but let’s see…

My nephew hugging me when I get home in the afternoon.

My “it’s complicated” sending me more virtual kisses than I sent him.

Tastee Wheat served in bed.

Being covered with a blanket and having it tucked in around me when I’m lounging/napping on the couch.

Holding hands.

Unexpected offerings of little gifts like magazines, chocolates, flowers, etc.

When something ordered online/won is delivered and I get to tear through packaging.

Sharing cake with good friends.

Genuine compliments.

Warm, sturdy hugs that make me feel loved.

New comments on my blogs and websites.

When my website hits reaches a new milestone figure.

Being invited to events.

Great service.

That’s enough, I think 🙂

Day 24 – seven things that cross my mind a lot

  1. Money
  2. Debt
  3. Love of my life
  4. How I feel about my life at the moment
  5. How to make more of my website
  6. The stuff I want that I can’t have
  7. Food

Pretty much in that order, I suppose. I guess you could also say it’s a bit of a one-track mind.


Day 23 – a letter to anyone


Oh dear! I’m a day late with this. So I’ll just have to do a double posting today, I guess. Here’s the letter:


I’ve been wondering who I’ll write this letter to, first considering the love of my life (but seeing as he never reads my blog unless specifically directed to – and even then it’s not guaranteed), then my mother (I’m not sure whether she reads this blog, and I decided that if not, I’d rather keep it that way), so I decided to write to you.

I miss you. I know I’m not the only one, but I also know that I was always special to you. You made such a huge contribution to the person I am today. I often wonder what you’d say about my life if you were around; it hasn’t turned out the way I had hoped, and there are aspects of it I’m sure you’d disapprove of, but overall I hope that you’d be satisfied with how I’ve coped with everything.

I would have loved for you to meet my best friends – I imagine their awkwardness at your silly jokes, them being enthralled (like strangers often were) by your tales, not being sure whether you were being serious or not, and the long discussions you would have with them about the world, religion and rugby. And about me.

I’m fortunate that my best friend of all is the love of my life, and a man who believes in me as much as you did, and who supports and encourages me in everything. It doesn’t make missing you any less painful. He also lost someone very close to him 17 years ago. I can’t believe it’s been almost two decades!

Do you know that I could feel when the end approached? I will never forget that. I will never forget you, and I hope that some day more people will know about you, your influence in my life, and how much you will always mean to me.

See you sometime in the future. Take care (of me, of mom, of us all, please).