PROJECT 365: Part 12

Last week was rather hectic with no time for blogging, so I have a bunch of photos to include in today's post.

Day 108: Clean (and surprisingly red) hair

My hair right after I washed it. It didn't actually look that red. Well, not when it was dry anyway.  I have since cut and coloured it again. I was aiming for brown but I think I got burgundy... I think tonight I'll take a comparison photo as today's photograph.

Day 109: Sunrise over Rendezvous

Just as I was pulling out to go to work.  And for the record, this is too early for me to be going to work.  To be going on holiday, yes.  To be going for a walk in the mountains, it's fine.  To be going for a game drive, awesome.  To be going to work, no.

Day 110: New hair!

It does look brown in this photo. Almost exactly the colour I wanted.  And I can never blow dry it the same as the hairdresser does.  So it probably doesn't look this good now.

Day 111: A girl and her duck.

As has been mentioned here before, I'm writing a blog with my good friend Lori Otto, called Read It & Eat.  Lori has such a nice photograph of herself as her profile photo and I had....a duck.  So I figured I needed to update it.  But I still needed to be recognizable to my many, many fans ;-)  So I kept the duck and added one girl.

Day 112: Wedding venue? Sorted.

I had to include a photo of the venue discovery, right?

Day 113: Duvet day.

This is the way every Monday should be spent. I'm just saying...




Day 114: Old Friends

The topic of another blog post, here.

These are my Harry Potter books! Aren't they beautiful?  Originally I had the normal books.  In fact my copy of The Philosopher's Stone is a soft cover given to me by my Dad one Christmas.  All my books were softcover until, I think, The Half Blood Prince.  I pre-ordered it and it was delivered to my door the day it was released.  It and The Deathly Hallows were hardcover, because frankly, I don't believe you can make books that size soft cover.  Well you shouldn't, as my first copy (soft cover) of the Lord of the Ring's proved.

I was given this set by my parents.  It was only missing The Deathly Hallows, which hadn't been published yet, but I added that as soon as I could.  My Mom now has my other set :)

Day 115: Fillerrup!!

Petrol went down like 80 cents! And now it's going up by 21 cents.  Typical.

Day 116: Winter struggle.

A daffodil in the museum garden.  In the middle of winter!  Pretty, hey?




Day 117: Reaper's last day at the museum.

Because the manager of the museum has got a new job and is leaving (tomorrow in fact) we decided it would be a good idea to rehome Reaper.  I'm not supposed to be here at Kruger Museum everyday, and she just felt better that he have a proper home.  A colleague in Johannesburg practically begged for him, so that's where he went.  I'm sure he didn't enjoy the trip, but I hope he's happy.  I miss him here, sleeping in my desk drawer.  I actually dreamt that he walked all the way back here.  I'm keeping my fingers crossed that that dream does not come true, because it is a long journey for one little cat.



Day 118: Happy french toast day

Nothing like french toast smothered in syrup!

Day 119: New mugs!

New mugs from my sister.  She sure does buy me a lot of mugs.  Actually, she buys me a lot, period.  These are cool, kinda retro.  They match my kitchen.

Day 120: Johannesburg.

The view over Johannesburg from the Charlotte Maxeke Hospital (previously the Johannesburg General).  My Dad had to have spinal surgery, to free his squished spinal cord.  I keep trying to find out what the procedure was actually called.  First I was told it was a cervical something fusion.  And now I'm being told it wasn't a fusion, it was a separation.  Suffice to say my Dad had a replacement vertebra (within some sort of cage apparently) put in his spine to relieve the pressure on his spinal cord which was smooshed, and thus causing short circuits in his nerve pathways and making him super twitchy.  How's that for a scientific explanation?

My Dad is also a haemophiliac which makes surgery kind of tricky.

Day 121: Alive and kicking!

He's aliiiiiiiiiiive!!! Seriously, I think many people didn't think he would survive this operation, including some family members.  But they obviously don't know my Dad very well.  The doctors and nurses were all very surprised at his quick recovery.  Only one day in Hi Care instead of the expected three.  And he was released on Friday, when it was thought he would only be out sometime after the weekend.  He was badgering the nursing staff to let him walk twelve hours after the operation.  I think the main reason though, was because he wanted to go smoke ;)

I just spoke with him on the phone, and he has been given the all clear by his haematologist.  He has to see the neurosurgeon in a month.  I just hope he takes it a little easy till then.

Day 122: A trip to the vet.

So just as my Dad is getting better, Shilo gets sick.  Turns out he had an abscess on his jaw, even though the vet said his teeth are perfect.  My dog is perfect in every way.  The abscess was lanced, and he was so sore and quiet that evening.  But he too, is fully recovered.  I, however, have not yet recovered from the vet bill.

Day 123: Convalescing doggy. With his doodlebug.

He was still quiet on Thursday, but started perking up that afternoon.  Doodlebug is my new favourite word, and when I saw that squeaky toy, I immediately thought "That's Shilo's doodlebug!"  Where did I come across this word, you might ask.  In a fic. During a pain slave scene.  I don't even know.

Day 124: the Human Sciences Building where I am currently lecturing. Right this minute.

Yes.  Some silly people thought it would be a good idea to let me influence younger minds.  I have been presenting the 4 lecture course on Collection Management, Oral History and Museum Ethics since 2008.  And they keep asking me back.  I can't be that bad then, I guess.

Day 125: Weekend chores.

Because owning pets has it's disadvantages.  My weekend was spent trying to get the smell of cat pee out of my favourite chair.  The cats have now also been banned from the living room.

Day 126: Good as new... Sorta.

I am ashamed to admit that I have neglected my docs.  But they got a good cleaning and polishing, with museum grade wax I might add.  That's coz I don't actually have shoe polish....


So, the Olympic Games have begun!  I had the best time with some of my favourite tweeps on Friday, playing 'relate that country to Twilight' during the Parade of Countries towards the end of the Opening Ceremony.  The UK sure put on an awesosme show!  Good luck to all countries and teams and may Team South African win all the gold ;)