On Recipes: Mini Yorkshire Puddings, No Roast Is Complete Without ‘Em

Before The Fiance, I had no idea what Yorkshire pudding was – it wasn’t something I grew up with, and I’d never encountered it before. While my family was big on roast Sunday lunches, they were always done on the Weber by my step-father, and meat was usually accompanied by more meat, and perhaps rice, gravy and salad. And the food that reminds me most of my granny? Curry with dumplings. Yup, her dumplings were the best, and I’ve never been able to get them right!

The first time my fiance asked me to make them (I was making him roast chicken for Sunday dinner) I was a bit skeptical. After tweeting about it, most of the responses were along the lines of ‘oooh, delicious. Yorkshire puddings remind me of my granny.‘ – after scouting through my collection of recipe books and recipe cards (that presented different recipes/methods) I decided to try my own thing, and see what happened. I was also asked to share my recipe, so here it is…

Yorkshire Puddings are cooked once the meat you’re roasting is done, and you’ve taken it out of the roasting pan and the oven. I don’t know what you use to make gravy, but generally I use the oil/fat that has dripped from the roast while it’s cooking and has collected at the bottom of the pan – so I split the drippings into two jugs – one for using for Yorkshire Puds, and the other to make a delicious, thick gravy.

Here’s how to do the Puds:

INGREDIENTS:

  • 1 almost-full cup/mug of flour;
  • 1 cup of milk
  • Drippings from the roast you’re making
  • 1 egg
  • a pinch of salt
  1. About an hour before the meat is cooked through, sift the flour into a mixing bowl, add the milk and eggs and mix completely – the texture you’re going for here is pancake mix – because, well, Yorkshire Pudding mix is essentially pancake mix.
  2. Once completely lump-free, leave the mixture to stand for an hour. I made my Puds in a mini-muffin pan – so that they were perfectly bite-sized – but you could do it in a regular muffin pan, or in a flat pie dish as well, I’d imagine.
  3. Either way, you’re going to be greasing the cooking container well, so that the Puds can slide out easily when you’re done.
  4. Once you’ve greased the pans, pour about a millimeter of the drippings into the bottom of each cup in the tray, and then fill each cup about two-thirds of the way with Pud mixture – they will rise, so you have to give them some space.
  5. The oven needs to be on 220degrees Celsius – pop them in – and leave them for 14 minutes – DO NOT OPEN THE OVEN DOOR – check them through the window, or else they will sink in the middle.
  6. They’re ready when they’re starting to go golden brown on top.

And that’s it. Easy and delicious when served with roast chicken, veggies, rice, gravy and crispy roast potatoes. :)

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On Good Housekeeping – Not Just An Art, Now a Magazine

That’s what yesterday was all about. What was yesterday? Only the Good Housekeeping SA media introduction event. Held at the gorgeous Pick n Pay Good Food Studios in Bryanston – my BFF & I joined a few bloggers and other industry shakers for a morning of indulging our inner domestic goddesses, with the passionate Good Housekeeping SA team.

Sally Emery, the gorgeous editor (and another blonde,  I might add) talked us through what we can expect from this new glossy:

“We are very excited that Good Housekeeping is now available to South African women, and we cannot wait for it to become a part of their everyday lives…This magazine speaks directly to women about the things that matter to them most – including their family, their home, their friends and their work – and readers can expect to find inspiring tips, clever ideas and affordable buys on every page. Good Housekeeping not only acknowledges the multitasking reality of women’s lives, it goes one step further by offering useful, tried and tested information and trusted advice that will help save them time, money and hassle.”

LOOK FORWARD TO, IN EACH ISSUE:

  • Good Buys – From beauty and fashion to must-have home items, this section offers readers a variety of useful, fun and affordable buys.
  • Good (Enough) Housekeeping – Clever ideas, smart cheats and easy fixes for the home.
  • Good Health – A roundup of smart ways to stay well, eat right and get fit.
  • Good Looks – Beauty and fashion news, deals and trends.
  • Good Buzz – The stars talk about their homes, families and fashion.
  • Good Advice – Our experts share their advice for your family, your money and your life.
  • Good Choices – What to buy, skip and know. This section includes Good Housekeeping’s monthly product reviews, where each product gets put through rigorous testing. It also includes the monthly column by our consumer expert, who answers readers’ questions regarding consumer issues.
  • Good Stuff – In the launch issue, Good Housekeeping features a mega 21-page special highlighting 101 magic must-haves for the home. (Note: this was by far my favourite section, and I’ve already added so many things to my WANT-IT-NOW! List!)
  • Good Food – Test-kitchen recipes, ideas and tips. In true Good Housekeeping tradition, all recipes in this section are tested three times to ensure that they are easy to make, fast and reliable. Food expert Sharon Glass also shares her tips with readers.

We tried out two of the recipes yesterday, and while we were all busy cooking up a storm, Sharon Glass (yet another blonde!) talked us through the nutritional aspects of the recipes – it’s good to know that when my personal collection of recipe books fails to draw inspiration – there’s a magazine there for me with healthy, failproof recipes to fall back on! Another thing I absolutely loved? Most of the recipes can be pulled off in under 30 minutes – which means I have time to do other things and still dazzle in the kitchen! ;)

After flipping through the magazine, and spending some time on my fiance’s recliner chair (while he was at gym)  with a glass of wine in hand – I have to say that it’s absolutely fantastic to find a magazine that’s aimed at just about everything I’m interested in. Not just a niche magazine.  A magazine that’s not a schleb gossip rag, nor aimed directly at the 20-something sexually-free independent career-driven woman. It’s a magazine that targets every aspect of my identity as a woman.  I think we’ve reached a level in our collective feminism where it’s okay to admit to wanting to be a stay-at-home-mom or wanting to be aSuzy Homemaker – and to do it in such a way that goes beyond a Martha Stewart/Stepford Wife stereotype – ie: to do it with style.

I’ve made it no secret that I’ve revelled in being a housewife/home-maker/work-from-home/stay-at-home mom this year. It’s been good for me, and it’s opened my eyes to my priorities. DIY is fun. Cooking for my family (and proper nutrition) is important. Looking after our house and creating a gorgeous living space is cool. Making the most of time together as a family is essential. And that’s what this magazine does for me: it’s affirmation of the fact that in a world where women have won the right to dominate in the career world, other women have, at the same time also won the right to choose to return to staying at home. Women have also won the right to do it all and have it all, however they might choose it.  To multitask and to balance. And the Good Housekeeping magazine is for each of those women, in all aspects of their being and doing.

It’s also not another glossy filled with gorgeous things no one can afford/make time to do. All of the items are accessible, affordable and have been tried, tested and declared trustworthy. Health, wealth, love, family, entertaining, celebrations, work, kids, sports, beauty, fashion, pets – it’s all there, and it’s all between these covers.

And I can’t wait until the next issue comes out!*
So have you picked up a copy yet? What do you think?

*Available for the super-reasonable price of R24.95 – and there’s an Afrikaans version, too!
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MORE STUFF YOU MIGHT LIKE TO KNOW:

The launch issue of Good Housekeeping is also packed with great giveaways and fabulous prizes, including Electrolux fridge-and-freezer sets worth R36 000 and Le Creuset kitchenware worth R40 800. Five readers will also win stylish clothing from Heidi Klum’s spring capsule wardrobe, while another five will win Guess shoes similar to the ones worn by Heidi on the cover.
There is also a special subscription offer for the printed versions of the magazine. As part of the launch offer, readers will be able to subscribe to the magazine for just R299,40 for 12 issues and receive an additional free 12-month gift subscription for a friend. (This offer is valid until 29February 2012.)
For more info on subscriptions, see here.
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YumYumYum On Sunday

My fiance is a vanilla man, all the way. Vanilla cakes, vanilla cupcakes, vanilla cookies – his choice over chocolate, any day. He even prefers white chocolate – ya, know – Milky Bar? Except when it comes to brownies – for brownies he will make an exception to the vanilla rule.

So after seeing @megpascoe tweeting about chocolate brownie cupcakes with honeycomb and chocolate icing, I knew that this was something I had to get him to try, so this morning we headed out to Market on Main and made a beeline for The Counter’s stall.

A delicious spread of homemade goodies on offer from the aspiring deli-owner and her partner-in-crime – gourmet sammiches, sinful chocolate chip cookies, an assortment of indulgent marshmallows, preserves and and and….of course….chocolate brownie cupcakes with chocolate icing and honeycomb. And huge, gorgeous, chunky chocolate brownies.

I wolfed down my cupcake with a cappuccino – the perfect Sunday breakfast, if you ask me. And it was insanely delicious – the honeycomb? Reminded me of a Crunchie bar. You know, the one that goes ‘KKKRRRRR’ in your mouth? That. And my fiance made sex noises while he was eating his, so I assume that he enjoyed it as well. ;)

Though we had to rush off to fetch The Kid from his grandparents, we made plans to come back to Market on Main another day, to have a look and taste wares from some of the other stalls – we barely even looked around – we went there knowing exactly what we wanted!

Looking forward to see what else comes out of The Counter’s kitchen in the future – and can’t wait for that deli dream to become a reality!

Check them out on Facebook, Twitter and read the blog.

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Online Thrift Swap – Round 1.2

So it took a while, but other bloggers finally got round to scratching through their closets for unwanted wearable gems. If you need a refresher on what this online thrift swap is all about, see here.

As this is the first time we’re trying this idea out – I’m going to leave it open to everyone to join in – we’ll keep it open for a week, and if you decide that you have time, between now and next Friday to do a swap post, feel free to do so, and link back here/leave me a comment with your linky-dink (if you don’t have a blog, try doing a Facebook note, or if you’d like to do it on Twitter, you can post your items as twitpics, using the hashtag #onlinethriftswap, and @mention me in your post). And please, share this with your friends - it’s obviously more fun for everyone if we can get loads of people involved. Plus, we all have at least ONE friend that we’d dearly love to mug for her shoe/handbag collection, don’t we? Now’s your chance to make that happen…. ;)

So let’s take a look at what the other bloggers have on offer:

  1. Here’s the link to my post, with my list of shoes/dresses/tops.
  2. Here’s the link to Lola By The Sea, with her list of handbags, vintage gloves and shiny belts.
  3. Here’s Gina’s link, to a list of tops/shirts/dresses.
  4. Here’s Tanya’s list of shoes/skirts/accessories.
  5. Here’s Lauren’s list of handbags/accessories/dresses.
  6. Here’s Mel’s list of skirts/cardigans/tunic dresses.

Hope to see you join in :)

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It Breaks My Heart That It’s True

It’s not easy being a parent. It doesn’t get easier. In fact, it gets more complicated, the bigger he gets and the older he gets. He’s willful, stubborn, impatient and has ears that are purely for decorational purposes – they serve no function. He hears only what he wants to, and ignores everything else. Much like his mum, I guess.

On Sunday, the two of us went to the park to hang out and spend some time together while his daddy napped. This gave us a chance to sit on the grass – in between chasing each other around and playing Hulk vs The Abomination (his favourite movie, his favourite hero and the ultimate baddie). He told me that I’ve been a bad mommy lately. That I’ve been mean to him, and that I shout at him too much. He told me that he loves me, and that he forgives me for being a bad mom.

Enter mommy guilt.

Huge mommy guilt. Because he’s right, and because it’s true. I have been a bad mommy. And not a bad mommy in a flippant, irreverent way. I’ve been a bit stressed out lately, and it just seems like nothing I do is good enough for him – but I guess he’s just been reflecting my own mood, my own state of mind. Grumpy, whiny and fuck-the-world-I’m-doing-as-I-damn-well-please.

I’ve spent a lot of time the last few weeks shouting to make myself heard. To try and get him to listen to me. It seems the only time he pays attention, is when I shout. I hate shouting, and I hate time-outs, and I hate smacked bottoms. I hate being the disciplinarian, because I don’t really know what I’m doing. I hate that my insecurities seem to be rubbing off on him.

About that mommy guilt. I have it bad. I’ve resolved to be more patient with him. Not to shout, but rather to be patient enough to make myself heard, and to help him understand what he does that makes me cross. I’ve resolved to do more fun things with him, spend more time with him, and to focus on the good behaviour. To focus on the things that he’s good at, and does well. To spend more time talking to him, and more time listening to what he says, and how he feels. He might only be three years old, but he’s perfectly capable of expressing emotions and himself. And it’s been better, since Sunday. We’ve all been happier, calmer and a lot more reasonable.

Being a parent isn’t easy and you have to learn as you go along. It’s funny how you think that you’re going to teach your child things and help him grow. You never realise, until after the fact, how your child is actually the one to teach you things and help you grow.

He’s changed me for the better, but sometimes I need to be reminded of that. I’m not a perfect parent, I’m not even a good parent. But I am trying.

And that’s what counts, isn’t it?

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It’s All About The Weekend

For the first time, in a long time, I’ve ventured out of the house on the weekend. Winter is the perfect excuse for spending too much time on the couch, under a quilt, watching Grey’s Anatomy. (I’m now on Season 5 – Izzy has just started hallucinating Denny – fun times)

What could possibly drag me out of my warm cocoon on a Saturday? It was @bananaramagirl’s baby girl’s first birthday (and I was promised an adult party pack – which I never got….*ahem*) and it was @Wi3sa’s house-warming (and I was promised red velvet cupcakes and (condensed)milktart – which I totally got. Yum.). My fiance went with a bunch of his mates on a party bus to Pretoria – it was someone’s bachelor party, and I hear that there was puking on the bus, and out the bus – all the bachelor’s puke, of course.

So what was I doing on Saturday night? Curled up on the couch, under my quilt with Grey’s Anatomy. Heh. Asleep by 9:30. It was awesome. Best Saturday night ever.

Sunday was spent with fiance nursing a hangover – so we watched superhero movies, and then tried out a new spot for lunch. Egoli Cafe, here on Terrace Road in Edenglen. I’d driven past it loads of times, and finally we went to go have a look-see.

In terms of  kids entertainment and amusement – this place is pretty jacked up. There’s an awesome playground/jungle-gym/slides etc, there’s an indoor playroom with a ball pit for the smaller kids, there’s wall/rock-climbing for the older kids and a jumping castle and trampoline. Child minders that are actually good with children,  and nowhere for kids to escape, so mom and dad can eat their meal in relative peace. The peace and quiet (mostly) makes up for the average service and average food. Kid had a whale of a time, so can’t really complain about that.

The rest of Sunday afternoon was spent napping, and The Kid and I left his father to continue having a glorious Sunday afternoon nap and headed off for the park to spend some time together.

What a perfect way to spend, and end a weekend. How was yours?

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I Think Perhaps, That I Wasn’t Clear

Certain things I said in my last post, seem to have been taken too literally. So I’d like to take the opportunity to try to explain myself and what I meant, more clearly.

When I said that I always thought I’d go into marriage with a heavy antenuptial, I was referring merely to the portion of the ANC that deals with the dissolution of marriage as it relates to the estate – i.e: what happens if either of us decides we want a divorce/there’s infidelity/estrangement etc. I was not referring to the portion that deals with the estate upon death of either party. I get that, completely. And that’s not even something that needs to be set up before you get married – it could come after the fact. Regardless – I was using this to make a point.

The point being – I’m not going into this marriage with an exit/escape clause. I’m not going into this relationship with a view that it might, one day, down the line end. Sure, I get the practicalities of what if things do go fucking pearshaped and I’m left with jackshit and I have a Kid to feed, school and clothe. Except I don’t have to worry about that. Surely my fiance has proven that he’s better than that – and that he’ll do anything and everything to provide for his family?

You might snigger at me, and again – I could be accused of being naive for saying this – but unless there was infidelity on my part, there is no scenario that could see me divorced and him not agreeing to contribute more than adequately to his child’s upbringing. The Kid and I are his responsibility, and if there’s one thing I’ve learned about this man over the years is that he takes responsibility very seriously.

I couldn’t have been luckier when I met him that night on my 22nd birthday. He’s never, not once, given me any reason to doubt him in any way. He’s never once let me down, or not done his absolute utmost to give me what I want, or to solve a problem for me.

The point that I was trying to make, is simply this. I’ve realised that I’ve found a man that I can marry, without the need for the escape clauses. I don’t have to second-guess myself on whether or not I’m making the right decision, and whether or not this really is forever. I KNOW it is. I don’t have to question his commitment – I don’t have to plan for the eventuality that his commitment might fail. I know it won’t.

I didn’t say that I wouldn’t be going into this marriage without an antenuptial. Just that I could, if I *wanted* to.

Did I mention how lucky I am?

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If It’s Not For Keeps, Then Why Bother?

Something someone said to me, at the beginning of this year stuck in my mind. Advice that I’m not entirely sure didn’t have a slight tinge of bitterness and malice. However it was given, the advice was to the effect that I should never let myself become dependent on a man.

Because – what happens if things go pear-shaped with that man – and suddenly you’re left with nothing. I assume that’s the reason. And I assume that ‘being dependent on a man’ is a euphemism for “don’t let yourself be some man’s housewife, and then get fucked over and left with nothing, a decade down the line because all you were was a housewife, you made no valid contribution to the household”.

That bothers me very much, now that I’m in a long-term, serious relationship. In fact, long-term/serious doesn’t even begin to cover it. This is the man I’m going to marry, and spend the rest of my life with, and if I go into it thinking these sorts of what ifs, I’ll only be spending my life doubting my commitment.

Let me explain. I’ve always been a very independent person, and would far rather try to solve a problem on my own, with what I have, than ask for help. Stubborn, yes. Even if I know I’m bound to get it wrong, I want to make my own mistakes, and I don’t want someone else telling me how I should do things. Asking for help, and not being able to do it alone – a sign of weakness – the way I saw it. If you had to ask someone to do something for you – not cool.

I didn’t need anyone besides me, and I was enough for myself. I managed. I might have managed things in completely the wrong way, but I did what I could. Until I met the man I was to have a son with. And he was different. He was the total opposite of what I was, and it surprised me when he made demands on my time, and didn’t accept me brushing him off, if I felt I had something better to do. It surprised me that he did things for me, without having to be asked. It surprised me when he took my bullshit in his stride and didn’t gap it first chance he got.

It surprised me when he gave up his dreams of being in film and television and took on the responsibility of the family business, when I told him he was going to be a father. It surprised me that he changed his entire life plan, for me. Within two months of knowing me. That he bought a house, organised medical aid, filled the house with furniture and set up the nursery. That he set up house with me. That he loves me and adores his son.

It was no surprise when he asked me to marry him. What did surprise me, was how I felt. And how he’d changed me. How being a mother changed me. Yes, I am dependent on a man in that I am no longer a full-time employee and he earns more than me – but we’re building a life together. And building a life together has meant that I’ve had to learn to ask for help. Because I don’t, in actual fact, know everything and sometimes someone else (read: he) knows better than I do. And yes, I am a housewife. I cook three meals a day for my family, and attempt to keep the house tidy(ish) and I do things like gardening and grocery shopping and laundry – and I’m happy with it. It’s a peaceful life and my priorities have changed. I’m happy with the idea of marriage, and being someone’s wife (read: his wife) and I’m happy with being dependent on him for certain things – because if you don’t need someone, why bother having them around at all?

I always thought I’d go into marriage with a heavy ante-nuptial, if I ever went that way at all. That I’d have all my ducks in a row, and a clear vision of the EXIT sign, in the event that an emergency evacuation was required. Now I get that what I’ve said might sound naive, and I’m totally aware of this. But if commitment is based on need, and you don’t need each other, then why even go there in the first place?

I say go into it with no doubts and no reservations. All or nothing. No conditions, no compromises – it’s together and it’s toward the same goal – start as you mean to go on, and all that. Enter into marriage as equals.

Or did I miss something important??

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Online Thrift Swap – Round One

After scratching through my closet, this is what I came out with for the Online Thrift Swap. I’ll get into the details of my listing in a minute – I’d like to explain how the online swap will work.

Once a month, we all get together (on our blogs, of course) and we each do a post containing items that we have that we’d be willing to swap (pictures/sizes/measurements and honest descriptions of condition/age/retail price), and maybe a list of things we’re looking to swap those items for.

I’d do a post putting the links all in one place, making it easier for people to browse from a central point and people interested in swapping your goods for theirs, can simply leave you a comment on your post, and then get in touch with you to arrange the swap. The swap can happen either in person, or via the postal service, if you’re not in the same city…Just think about it – you could be clearing out space for new additions to your wardrobe and  every month you could be getting new, exciting, previously-loved (or brand-new) handbags/jackets/blouses/dresses/accessories etc etc.

  • Anyone in SA is welcome to join in -  if you have things you’d like to swap out for newer, shinier, radder things; you can either list your items in a post on your blog, or in a Facebook note and message me the link.
  • Items listed must, ideally, be swapped for items someone else has listed, but you’re also welcome to make cash offers on anything you see that you like.
  • The new owner of items listed is at the lister’s own discretion – in the event of a dispute, parties will rock, paper, scissors, lizard, Spock for the item.

Ok. So. Onto my items.

1. A mustard-yellow V-neck tunic/dress from TWO clothing. Three-quarter sleeves, dress ends mid-thigh. I bought it on sale about a year ago – paid about R180 for it, but never got ’round to wearing it. Size: L
Looking to swap this item for: something similar, a tunic-dress, a shift-dress or cardigans. I love cardigans.

2. Turquoise-blue slip-on flats. Swing tag still attached. Bought these for 49.99 from JayJays, and never got a chance to take them out of the shopping bag and wear them. Size: 5. How cute is the pattern on the sole?
Looking to swap these blue babies for: any accessories. Perhaps a scarf. I can’t get enough of scarves these days, and you can never have too many with this weather!

3. Black-and-white print tank-top/dress-whatsit: Unworn. Swing tag still attached. Rad creepy-faces/skulls pattern. Bought this about a year ago, online – so obviously couldn’t try it on. It was a bit too tight around my *ahem* chest area, so I’ve never worn it. Size: Small.
Looking to swap this item for: other shirts/tops.

4. Black wannabe(pseudo)snakeskin-looking, seriously-high, seriously-pointy toed stilettoes. With lots of bling. Bought these before I fell pregnant and never got a chance to wear them – lost my enthusiasm for heels after The Kid. Paid about R380 for these. Only worn round the house, and only by my Kid, really. ;) Size: 6
Looking to swap these for: anything. Make me an offer.

5. White (with black polka dots) boob-tube top, sweetheart neckline, big, gorgeous black bow on the bust. Made from seriously the softest, thickest cotton I’ve ever felt. I bought this from Sowearto in Melville for R250. Never been worn. Swing tag still attached.
Looking to swap this for: other tops/blouses/etc.

6. Pink-and-black halterneck (super)low V-neck dress, with a short ruffled skirt. Black edging is very sparkly. Low-cut and revealing at the back as well.  Bought this for about R480 if I remember correctly. Size: Small. This dress is still in pristine condition, I just no longer feel right wearing it – it’s not very mommy-appropriate, is it?
Looking to swap this for: make me an offer.

Ok, so that’s it from me, I’ll be adding all the other Swappers’ post links below, so keep checking back!

  1. Hello Tanya.
  2. Lola By The Sea.
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Bigger, Better – It’s Good, Right?

This might be news to some (ie: those that don’t follow me on Twitter.*) that we’ve got our hearts set on a certain house. No, not this birdhouse, but another house.

We’ve been living in the same house (the house that my fiance’s parents bought us) since the week before the Kid was born in November 2007. It really has been an awesome starter home – we couldn’t have asked for anything more suited to having a baby in the house. Two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a big loft upstairs and a lounge and a kitchen with a double garage and a garden around the house. In a secure complex. Close to shops and quiet.

Now that The Kid is a LOT bigger and our needs as a family have changed, we’ve been looking at other houses. We don’t want to move too far out of the area we already live in, but we need more space. More cupboard space, more garden space – more space to breathe and run around. There’s loads of space in these loft-houses, but it’s all stupidly laid out, and a lot of it is not really usable. Take the balcony, for instance. In summer it’s far too hot to stay out there for long, and in winter it’s too cold. Wasted space, indeed.

We’ve been looking for about two years now – and we’ve seen a lot of bullshit houses. Bullshit houses that people want bullshit money for. Insane prices for small houses.

Until this one. It has a large garden, with space in the back and the front. There’s a cottage at the back – bedroom, bathroom, kitchen and lounge. FOUR garages. Three bedrooms, three bathrooms, a lounge  – WITH BAY WINDOWS – a beautiful rosewood kitchen with TWO OVENS and a gas stove. An entertainment/braai area out the back. A koi pond. (Seriously, a koi pond. No swimming pool, but a koi pond.) Parquet floors. A WALK-IN BLOODY CLOSET.  And this. In the main bedroom. My potential reading nook. I plan to fill this wall with overflowing bookshelves.

Did I mention the walk-in closet? Yup. The house we’re in now has a grand-total of four cupboards in the whole house. Excluding kitchen cupboards. I’m excited about space.

There’ll be space for me to plant a massive herb garden. There’s already a succulent garden that’s looking to be bordering on magnificent. There’ll be space for me to try out growing a veggie garden if I wanted. There’d be space for The Kid to run around, without worrying about knocking anything over, or disappearing down the road and getting lost in the complex. There’ll be space for Dude to run and bark his face off, as much as he likes.

So we’ve put in an offer on this house. And now we’re waiting. Waiting. And waiting.

It’s killing me. It’s taken us SO long to find something we both like, something we both agree on. We NEED this house.

So please, hold thumbs, cross your legs, do whatever it is you need to do – we need all the positive vibes we can get here!

*ahem. Why are you NOT following me on Twitter?

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