Piles.........of filing

It's funny how men are never on the same wavelength as women! Why is it that when we say something, they think we mean something else?

A good example of this ocurred this morning. I was standing in front of the longest kitchen counter we have in our kitchen. Now let me just tell you that this particular kitchen counter is one of the biggest causes of stress in my life. It happens to be the dumping ground for all and sundry in the house. Funnily enough once the stuff is dumped here, it never seems to go away. When my compulsive obsessive self allows it, this junk heap grows and grows, that is until we are having people around. I then spend the better part of two hours getting the counter tidied up before they arrive. Now the compulsive obsessive self kicks back in and I spend all my time obsessesing over keeping this counter tidy.

So there I am standing in front of this half untidy counter this morning, tidying up all the paper into various piles of filing, things to do etc. Wayne my husband is standing next to me at the counter doing something mindless (it probably wasn't mindless to him, I just wasn't taking any notice). I then say to him rather proudly "I'm so glad I'm managing to get my piles sorted out", and what's his reply? He says "Oh good, have you been treating them?". Not haemorroids you fool, the paper piles! Of course he cracked himself up thinking this was extremely funny! I rest my case!

Nature's way of having a braai (barbeque)

Waking up to a real thunderstorm on Tuesday morning was stunning. Not a common occurrence in Cape Town, it was really good to hear rolling thunder and seeing lightning light up the room. By the time my family had all staggered through to the kitchen for breakfast, unfortunately the storm had passed, so rather short lived.However the storm had not passed the attention of James my three year old. His first question to me when we came into the kitchen was 'What was that noise when we were waking up in the morning?'

James was born in Cape Town and therefore has been completely oblivious to the fact that thunder and lightning exist. Between myself and the rest of the family we managed to explain to James what is was. It turned out to be quite a lengthy discussion lasting up until the last school drop off.

Anyway, as the day progressed, it turned out that the Cape Town firefighters had a tough time on Tuesday putting out 13 fires caused by the lightning. After picking the lads up from school that afternoon, because of our morning discussion, I mentioned to the lads about all the fires. This of course sparked another discussion about what happened to the animals in the fire etc. At that point I nearly cracked myself up because I ended the conversation by stating that fires caused by lightning was natures way of having a braai. My eldest boys killed themselves laughing and that was it, subject closed.