Happy days are here again! My beloved, but aged MacBook is back from ihospital, having cost nearly as much as a boob job, only please don't mention this to Mr Suzy Q as he thinks that this baby should be replaced with a better priced, but totally boring laptop. Hey dude, where's the loyalty here? You're talking about my best bud, but Rex. It would be like losing my best friend, as this mac houses so many memories, (learning to use a computer at my advanced age!!) as well as my photos, music and correspondence, scribblings, plus the historic beginnings of this blog. Besides, though it may be dated like me, nothing beats it's sleek and sexy design. No way I say!! The interesting thing is how dependent I am on my little mac, even though I am known as something of a luddite. I couldn't email, so I had to phone friends, couldn't read the papers so am clueless about what's been happening in the world, couldn't do any banking, and even worse, I couldn't write for you. I haven't had much time to test out the upgrade of my operating system, but what little I've done seems to be running smoothly and I've even managed to reload some of those pictures on older posts, so please do go back for a smile. The ones I haven't managed (you won't believe that it is a bit of a mission) I'll try to do after the Big Day. Promise you'll forgive me please girls? And is it true we even have a few men following us, trying to delve deep into the secrets of the middle aged female psyche!? Well thanks for your time guys, and I wish you much luck!!
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And in that vein, I must apologize in advance as it seems unlikely that I'll have much time to write, yet alone breathe during the forthcoming week, as our 20th wedding anniversary party, which has grown like Topsy, has become all consuming. At least I'll be well practised for the Misses Suzy Q's weddings, if they ever decide to get married, as it seems to be a dying trend, at least in our families. Millions of gorgeous nephews and nieces and not a whiff of a free party, hence our big celebration. This time of planning, preparation, and haemmoraghing vast sums of money, whilst exhausting, is also very exciting, as I'm meeting so many lovely people along the way in the line of flowers, fabrics, food, music and of course fine wines. When the dust has settled, I'll share these people and experiences with you. It is of course, also a time for reflection, and hence an emotional time, (whatever gave you the impression that Suzy Q was prone to shedding soppy tears?) as I consider the gift of marriage to a wonderful man, who is a fantastic husband and father, for our fidelity and for the extra gifts of two beautiful, happy, healthy children, whom it has been my greatest privilege and pleasure to raise. Needless to say, my thoughts are with much loved people, departed parents and friends, beloved siblings, in-laws, nieces and nephews and friends who will not be with us on this happy day. Please if you will, pause to share a prayer with us at 11.30 am on Wednesday 29th February 2012 and I promise I'll be thinking of you too.
But to all the rest of ya who are making a great effort to be with us in the middle of the day in the middle of the week, gamely forgoing work or the school run, thank you! I'm really looking forward to renewing our vows and celebrating the day away, so I hope it's going to be an enjoyable a day for you too.
Suzy Q signing off for a short while, but I'll send you a postcard!
Mwaah... xx
Firstly, my thanks to you dear friends and followers, for such positive feedback on the blog. Wow, I can't tell you what a thrill it is to know that you are actually taking the time to read what I write.
Secondly, my apologies for not being that regular a writer of late, and also for the technical hitches with the pics. It causes me no end of frustration when I have gone to some trouble to source appropriate or amusing pics for you, only to find they turn into question marks on the blog. Could it be me, or the fact that my old mac is nearly as old as me, and things start going wrong, but I'm banging my head against the wall and nearly giving up. Poor old Suzy Q must have the Sunday Night Blues having struggled so hard to redo all that work only to discover that it has disappeared again, when she has so much else to do, boo hoo!!
Not all doom and gloom though, I just don't want to disappoint you. We are still in the throes of trying to tidy up our home in anticipation of the The Big Party we are hosting to celebrate our 20th wedding anniversary at the end of the month. Very exciting, but equally exhausting and just a tiny bit nerve wracking, considering that we had a very small wedding. Watch this space...
So the good news is that we have returned to the tidal pool at St James, which is just the perfect place to chill, literally, when current stresses become a bit overwhelming. Happily, the cleaners are back, and as autumn approaches the beach becomes less crowded, so we can throw ourselves into the pool with gay abandon. As it is now too difficult to get there before the school run, we pop down in the evening. It was with great delight that I watched local children having swimming lessons there - what a beautiful place to learn to swim!
We had the pleasure of the company of the daughter of a very dear old friend of mine from upcountry this weekend, and I couldn't wait to take her for a swim in salt water, as she is a keen swimmer as well. My gosh, what a delightful morning we had, even though we went a little later than anticipated. There is a slight chill in the water, but it's quite tolerable, and we reconnected with some of our early morning bathers who also seemed to be making a later weekend start. It's great fun shaking hands and becoming acquainted with people from all walks of life - water, the great leveller. We met a young man who's father was a surgeon I remembered from my days of treading the wards of Groote Schuur Hospital (yup, your very own Suzy Q stooped often to empty bedpans) and a goldsmith with a gold tooth, an elderly couple who apparently swim 365 days a year who emerged brandishing a crutch, and happily our newfound friends who had first recommended the tidal pool to us. It was all very gesellig, or, as the Irish would say, "the craic was mighty.
I consider myself so fortunate to have access to such a beautiful place and the fun of meeting up with friends, old and new, and the chance to chat away at the beginning of the day, and I do hope the dashing doctor's son went back and told his dad how he'd dipped out when he saw Suzy Q looking absolutely fabulous in her one piece black super stretch bathing suit.
Love,
Simply Stunning Suzy Q
