The pooch has not sprained his leg during his boisterous shenanigans as I thought he had. Rather, it is bone cancer. In my 5 year old pup! My heart is shattered! It’s terminal and fast paced and there’s nothing we can do to stop its progression to his lungs. I’m so sad it’s hard to put into words. I thought he would be with us for a good many years yet, with his mischief, enormous size (and personality) and extremely quick brain. Bone cancer is apparently agony, and so we now have to decide how long is too long to keep him on a steady stream of morphine and anti-inflammatories. The hardest decision I’ve ever had to make.
This week is a busy-bee one. I’m hoping to get a lot of production out (factory worker strike be damned!) and then it’s off to Durban for the open days on Friday and Saturday – nervous and excited all at the same time! It’s the first time I’ll be doing FWJ open days in Durbs, so it’s always a little nerve-wracking anticipating turnout and opinion! YIKES.
Found this awesome blog thanks to a friend – Darling Dexter.
Someone told me yesterday that hurting my right foot meant that I was ‘stuck’. I guess it makes sense considering feet are our connection to the earth and I’ve felt a little ungrounded lately…a little lacking in new ideas and inspiration. Anyway, food for my weekend’s thoughts.
I managed to kick my Energy Bar habit months ago, but it seems I’ve fallen right off the wagon again. Not sure what it is about the chewy bars, but I’m thoroughly addicted and cannot even convince myself that they are vaguely healthy, especially the chocolate covered varieties which are my favourites. I had to stop and get sustenance on my way to Weylandts this morning, which by the way, when I entered the store felt liked I’d died and gone to heaven. Chris Weylandt has the best taste ever, and if I could kit out my house in Weylandts from top to toe, I’d be ecstatic. Unfortunately my bank balance is not that kind of bank balance, and I’m just in the market for a bed at the moment, with pedestals and perhaps one of those groovy hanging lamps made out of sliced up loofah…ingenious!
Today has not really felt like a working day, especially since half of Jo’burg has vacated the city. The weekend holds yoga and a Friends with Jenny tea party on Sunday, as well as pizza tomorrow and maybe some antique shopping. Next week is going to be quite a week, with the 1st Durban open days and the boyfriend flying in for a visit on Saturday night…whoomp there it is!
Right, you Jozi girls had your chance. Now it’s time for the Durbanites and Capetonians to get their fashion fix.
Pretty please share this post with any of your girl friends in DBN or CT – this is the 1st time Friends with Jenny will be venturing out of Gauteng, so we’d love a big turnout! 🙂
Yesterday I suggested to the boyfriend that we find a tropical island, and he could run the bar and scuba dive and I’d flit around in a sarong and teach yoga. Sounds idyllic yes? This adult stuff is highly overrated. We could live an island life, dispose of the clutter of ‘things’ and simplify. No unthinking consumption and no fixation on the accumulation of stuff. Sigh. A plan to put in motion.
On a back-to-earth note, the toe is much recovered and I managed to get through fashion week, tired but unscathed. My favourite 3 shows were TWO, Sies! and Guillotine (and no, that’s not just because I stock these three designers!). As an aside, I have to say that I do grow tired of the so called fashion “elite” and the front row politics and commentary. No names will be named, but considering I watched a man digging through my trash this morning, I do think it’s pertinent to point out that (gasp) there are more important things than fashion.
Back to frivolous thoughts.
Here’s a little pic of the chic friend and I at a fashion week show. Jeggings. Hmm…still not convinced I made the right sartorial decision. See more here
Trepidation ensues though at the thought of putting tonight’s outfit together, as well as tomorrow’s! EEK.
I’m really pleased that today is Friday, even though I’ll be working tomorrow and Sunday (Friends with Jenny tea parties), and even though I won’t be able to do an Ashtanga class tomorrow morning due to the silly toe. Sigh. The 7 month old nephew is coming to visit for the weekend – he is edible and happy and I will have to refrain from squeezing him too much – and that makes up for both the toe and the work.
I love this dress! Ok, it’s on JLo so it looks fab, but I think the hood is divine. See here for more.
I also love this. Makes me feel like nesting. And baking. And drinking earl grey tea. (From the awesome Cup of Jo).
And finally, something equally squeeze-able as the nephew. My cat (ok, he’s actually the neighbour’s, but he spends a large amount of his day napping in my flat) is the king of comfortable. He does practice a lot, but every time I see him sleeping I want to curl up in bed myself. It’s something about the way his paws curl around his nose and he looks all deliciously floppy and languorous.