My track of the day...

                                               

I first heard this song while watching the movie Crazy, Stupid, Love 

More info here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crazy,_Stupid,_Love.

And it played right @ the end @ the soppy "we all make up & live happily ever after" & I fell in love with it! ENJOY!

MIDDLE EAST - "BLOOD"

Lyrics to Blood :

older brother, restless soul, lie down

lie for a while with your ear against the earth

and you'll hear your sister sleep talking

say "your hair is long but not long enough to reach

home to me

but your beard

someday might be"

and she'll wake up in a cold sweat on the floor

next to a family portrait drawn when you were four

and beside a jar of two cent coins that are no good no more

she'll lay it aside

older father, weary soul, you'll drive

back to the home you made on the mountainside

with that ugly, terrible thing

those papers for divorce

and a lonely ring

a lonely ring

sit on your porch

and pluck your strings

and you'll find somebody you can blame

and you'll follow the creek that runs out into the sea

and you'll find the peace of the Lord.

grandfather, gentle soul, you'll fly

over your life once more before you die

since our grandma passed away

you've waited for forever and a day

just to die

and someday soon

you will die

it was the only woman you ever loved

that got burnt by the sun too often when she was young

and the cancer spread and it ran into her body and her blood

and there's nothing you can do about it now

Things I desire, things that Inspire & things that simply make me smile*

 These cat & dog slippers! What I'd give to own a pair! 

Talk about the perfect breakfast - Pancakes, Bacon & Syrup! Yummy!

Reading this quote on a "lazy" day makes me smile... : )

This picture of Gabriella & I about 4 years ago before I had the boys, back when she called me "Tarry-girl", and followed me everywhere and wanted to do everything I did - when her & I were "best friends!" 

This Prayer says it all:

My name written in beach sand by one of my best friend's in her recent trip to Cape Town! 

Caleb in sunglasses, a wig & a beanie! LOL! 

These blue heart shaped earrings! Gorgeous!

Christian with ponytails! LOL! such cuteness*

This Vintage polka dot Shirt! Just my style*

Hmmmmmmm... My mom's homemade pizza! Nothing taste's better!

These feathered chandeliers! Oh my! Awesome! 

Best friends "Bok" the goat & "Bubbles" the hippo @ Emerald Casino's animal park.

These bookmarks I got for Mothers day from the boys daycare! Beautiful!

Daniella pointing out to Caleb he's dropped some of his ice-cream! 

#cutenesscaughtoncamera!

This picture entitled: FREEDOM* I want FREEDOM*

This arm candy! Simply Stunning*

This quote! There are so many of "these people" in my life! I am blessed!

Those brogues, those jeans! Super Awesome!

Nail art! Will definitely be trying out these styles with my new nail art kit! Yippy!

This TATTOO! OOOh la la!

 Wondering how soon i can get it & where to place it!??

A FEW OF THE BEST THINGS ABOUT TODAY...

I listened to:  

Classical music - Johann Sebastian Bach – Brandenburg Concertos 1 – 3

If you are a fan of Jane Austen like me, then Bach’s Concertos will enchant you as it did me.

Read more here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brandenburg_concertos

I can’t wait to cuddle up with my KOBO & start reading:

The Hundred-Year-Old Man Who Climbed Out of the Window and Disappeared by Jonas Jonasson

Oh how I love the unread pages of a NEW BOOK*

Short review here: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Hundred-Year-Old-Man-Climbed-Window-Disappeared/dp/1843913720

I ate a:

Nestle Peppermint Crisp Chocolate! Hmmmm… it seems my addiction for Pina Colada’s & books have now grown to include this “delicious little crunchy centred minty little taste of heaven covered in chocolate”… another one of life’s little treasures!

I AM BLESSED*

Who has the cutest? Caleb VS Christian*

The "tongue out" smile!

Caleb

                                                              

Vs

                                                      

Christian

The “tigger suit!”

 Caleb

Vs

Christian

 The “Close Up!”

Caleb

Vs

Christian

The “Sunglasses!”

Caleb

Vs

Christian

The “dirty face!”

Caleb

Vs

Christian

In my eyes... My boys are so different & awesomely unique in their own little special way that I could never, ever, ever pick a favorite!

I love YOU both with every fibre of my being, and nothing less! 

Kisses forever my C1 & C2*

Oh beautiful melody...where have you been!

 Mutemath - In no time

  

 

 Listen here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uRSBCm0OKgs

                                         

Another one of my favourite poems of all time, probably - the most!

Matthew Arnold - The Buried Life

Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet,

Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet!

I feel a nameless sadness o'er me roll.

Yes, yes, we know that we can jest,

We know, we know that we can smile!

But there's a something in this breast,

To which thy light words bring no rest,

And thy gay smiles no anodyne.

Give me thy hand, and hush awhile,

And turn those limpid eyes on mine,      

And let me read there, love! thy inmost soul.

Alas! is even love too weak

To unlock the heart, and let it speak?

Are even lovers powerless to reveal

To one another what indeed they feel?

I knew the mass of men conceal'd

Their thoughts, for fear that if reveal'd

They would by other men be met

With blank indifference, or with blame reproved;

I knew they lived and moved  

Trick'd in disguises, alien to the rest

Of men, and alien to themselves--and yet

The same heart beats in every human breast!

But we, my love!--doth a like spell benumb

Our hearts, our voices?--must we too be dumb?

Ah! well for us, if even we,

Even for a moment, can get free

Our heart, and have our lips unchain'd;

For that which seals them hath been deep-ordain'd!

Fate, which foresaw  

How frivolous a baby man would be--

By what distractions he would be possess'd,

How he would pour himself in every strife,

And well-nigh change his own identity--

That it might keep from his capricious play

His genuine self, and force him to obey

Even in his own despite his being's law,

Bade through the deep recesses of our breast

The unregarded river of our life

Pursue with indiscernible flow its way;

And that we should not see

The buried stream, and seem to be 

Eddying at large in blind uncertainty,

Though driving on with it eternally.

But often, in the world's most crowded streets,

But often, in the din of strife,

There rises an unspeakable desire

After the knowledge of our buried life;

A thirst to spend our fire and restless force

In tracking out our true, original course;       

A longing to inquire

Into the mystery of this heart which beats

So wild, so deep in us--to know

Whence our lives come and where they go.

And many a man in his own breast then delves,

But deep enough, alas! none ever mines.

And we have been on many thousand lines,

And we have shown, on each, spirit and power;

But hardly have we, for one little hour,

Been on our own line, have we been ourselves--  

Hardly had skill to utter one of all

The nameless feelings that course through our breast,

But they course on for ever unexpress'd.

And long we try in vain to speak and act

Our hidden self, and what we say and do

Is eloquent, is well--but 'tis not true!

And then we will no more be rack'd

With inward striving, and demand

Of all the thousand nothings of the hour

                 Their stupefying power;               

Ah yes, and they benumb us at our call!

Yet still, from time to time, vague and forlorn,

From the soul's subterranean depth upborne

As from an infinitely distant land,

Come airs, and floating echoes, and convey

A melancholy into all our day.

Only--but this is rare--

When a beloved hand is laid in ours,

When, jaded with the rush and glare

Of the interminable hours,    

Our eyes can in another's eyes read clear,

When our world-deafen'd ear

Is by the tones of a loved voice caress'd--

A bolt is shot back somewhere in our breast,

And a lost pulse of feeling stirs again.

The eye sinks inward, and the heart lies plain,

And what we mean, we say, and what we would, we know.

A man becomes aware of his life's flow,

And hears its winding murmur; and he sees

The meadows where it glides, the sun, the breeze.    

And there arrives a lull in the hot race

Wherein he doth for ever chase

That flying and elusive shadow, rest.

An air of coolness plays upon his face,

And an unwonted calm pervades his breast.

And then he thinks he knows

The hills where his life rose,

And the sea where it goes.

My weekend in pictures...

Friday = Movie Night!

Saturday = Bath time with Christian*

Sunday = Gold Reef City Theme Park!

Caleb clearly under 1.3m tall!

A ride in a tea cup!

A ride in a dinosaur!

Going for a ride in Fred Flinstone's car!

Jumbo!

The Carousel!

Games!

AND THE CUTEST PIC OF THE DAY!

A glimpse of my outfit on the day….

Long scarf, distressed jeans & animal print brogues! Love it!