For the first time in days (my waterlogged brain can't actually remember how long), the sun's out. Oops, its in, no its out again. Valiantly trying to dry up the clouds that have made a permanent home over Pietermaritzburg, the sun will probably loose the battle in about an hours time and we'll be back to more rain. You'd never suspect we live in *sunny* (insert dripping sarcasm here) South Africa. The 70-year-old plumber that had to clear our drain a few weeks ago ruminated that every decade on the 7th year it floods. Memorably 1987. And it's 2007, so yipee, Dusi, here it comes.
Anyway, today is the day that the Arbuckles traditionally put up the Christmas tree, decor, and, oh yes, my husbands personal favourite, the Christmas lights. Weehooo, he goes absolutely moggy, I think I'll get the cattleprod ready.
Right now, however, Colin (hubby) is putting up his elecronic drum kit as he's feeling inspired listening to Anika's first album. Callum (4 year old sprog who loves to just stay at home - hu? - yeah!), is chasing Shaggy (neutered ginger cat who usually follows me around like a dog) through the house and checking on Ma (his 85 year old Great gran who lives in the granny flat attached to our house). Ma does not usually feeling great in the mornings due to her chemo therapy. When she's in top form however, we have a laugh a minute as she confesses to almost throwing her dentures out with the rubbish or putting two CD's on top of each other in the CD player and wondering why the music is so similar.
Watch this space, it could get interesting around here.
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