Of weekend, Skype family chats, and sister’s paintings.


Hi there, everyone. So far so good for the weekend. Lots of time spent on Skype today. First up was my sister who came through as soon as I opened my laptop. I had just got out of bed, but she insisted we switch on the video so that my mom could see my “little face.” Obviously I don’t look too scary before I’ve combed my hair and washed my face, because we chatted for almost an hour, and they didn’t laugh or run away. Laughing

Sister has sold another of her paintings.

 

 
She’s doing really well this year, and has also sold another hand embellished print at an upmarket game lodge, which displays the original in their foyer.

 

 

She and her husband are eager to buy a reed and thatch cottage on the beach in Mozambique. It’s three hours drive off the beaten track, has four bedrooms, but only one very basic bathroom, no glass in the windows, just insect screening, but worst of all, no electricity. She said that we must go and visit them, so I immediately asked, “Can I use my hair drier there?” The answer was in the negative, as the generator isn’t up to it. So now what do I do? I am a person who loves my creature comforts above everything. Undecided

Next up on Skype was my dear MiL, sounding really chipper and very cheerful. The weather wasn’t good enough for her to go out for her usual walk. You may have seen that England is rather chilly at the moment and snowing, and I don’t think that I would go walking around the local sports field either, especially at almost 99-years-old! She wisely decided to stay home and bake a cake instead.

Then it was my daughter’s turn, and we also got to speak to our two grandchildren, and admire their fancy new sneakers sent over via a friend by their uncle in New York. What amazing clothes there are available now for young teenagers. I remember that when I was their age, there was a choice between white plimsolls or black plimsolls. Now you can get ones with tigers, skulls and hearts on, in fact almost anything your heart desires.

 
I haven’tΒ  been to the Superbowl dinner yet. It’s in a couple of hours, so I’ll report back sometime tomorrow. I suppose it is almost tomorrow in SA by now, and by the time you read this, I’ll be in bed. This seven hour time difference thing is very strange. Sleep well.

Hope you all had a superb weekend. Chat again soon.

 

 

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17 comments on “Of weekend, Skype family chats, and sister’s paintings.

  1. NB – Skype can be so handy. I was woken up yesterday morning to ‘look at the view outside my bedroom window’ by my brother. Then a couple of hours later the same from my sister! πŸ˜€

  2. Lovely painting by your sister, AD. She’s so talented. Thank goodness I’ve got beyond having to have a hairdryer wherever I am staying – I remember those days though, haha. I also fancy the hut in Mozambique!

    • Thanks, Adee. I’m so happy that my sister discovered her hidden talent a few years ago. She has amazed us all. πŸ˜‰ We spend most of our Sunday mornings on Skype, but it’s wonderful to be able to chat to family. πŸ˜‰

  3. your sister is amazingly talented. Thart hut in Moz – can I please be allowed to hut-sit for them when they are not there? Sounds like my kind of place!

    • I also think so, Saint. She’s done just over a hundred paintings since she started five years ago. They haven’t bought the “hut” yet, but they’re very keen. It wouldn’t be my cup of tea, but each to their own, I say. πŸ˜‰

  4. Well done again to your sister! Super paintings.

    You and Younger Daughter are kindred souls with the hairdryer question! She asks it going camping!

  5. I’m with you and the hair drier AD. Can’t go anywhere without mine. Maybe you can book into a hotel close by to your sisters new place πŸ™‚

  6. That was a very fruitful weekend, ad. Skype is just lovely to keep in touch with faraway friends and family.
    The top painting is superb, and really life-like.
    Sleep well. I’m just up and about getting ready for the cleaner and to do my own flat. It’s cooler today so I must do some work.

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