Totally not safe for consumption if you wanna restrict your calorie consumption but I MADE A PIE!!!
Ps. Slight obsession with New York much?
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Sunday, December 29, 2013
I MADE PIE!!!
Totally not safe for consumption if you wanna restrict your calorie consumption but I MADE A PIE!!!
Ps. Slight obsession with New York much?
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Word to the wise
Remember the universes and all that is in them were created by words. Change the words in your head, your heart and about you so that they are conducive to building and breath life and love.
Xo
ML
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Saturday, December 28, 2013
Happy Holidays!!
I'm housesitting over the holiday season and I think that feeling like my life is in danger every second, it has made me contemplate my life and as a result I have decided I am going to move on from my company. I'm a person that is very loyal and I have been in a proper war with myself because I work for really good people but being good people has not been paying my bills at the end of the month.
I am dying without gym. I don't like going for a walk by myself. I love love love the gym. I'm tired of having sleepless nights at month end. I need to be comfortable in my living. I need a new car and clothes. I need to get back to studying. Hot Dang It!!! I need to travel and break many exotic hearts with my dashing looks! I need to focus on starting my business and giftings. This all equates to me needing money to make money.
And in other news, over the last few weeks I been busy. I reconnected with an old varsity mate of mine. Its been so good! She is such a solid person and go getter and VERY real. The world needs more people like her. We went to Maboneng Precinct. Another mate of mine from EL (orange dress) came over and we went to Vacca Matta. I'm not the type who likes to go out and get drunk but I wanna be on the dance floor and Vacca filled that void for sure!
Pics are attached! Larders have an AWESOME New Years and please please be safe. Let's make 2014 ours!
Tahnee (in a grey top/jersey thingy), one of my faithful readers is on the pics. She is a ridiculously lovely person with such a pure spirit. I hope she moves closer to us and we can hang out more!
Much love
Xoxo
ML
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Thursday, December 5, 2013
Out and About
On Saturday I joined my housemate and some ladies at VIP to celebrate all the good things that have happened over the year. It was a good evening. The music at first left MUCH to be desired. It sounded like someone was playing video games and just added bass guitar. Needless to say I am not a fan of rave music. As the evening progressed the music went from "WHAT THE PECK CRAP IS THIS NOISE THAT'S HURTING MY EARS?" to "YOOOOOHHHH! OLD SCHOOL HIP HOP I'M JUUUUUST DYING THIS IS GOOOOOOD". You know when you take off your heels to dance the music is THAT GOOD!!
I danced so much for about 2 hours and Sunday I was so buggered I stayed in bed all day. I dont know how clubbers do the whole clubbing thing every weekend. I think I only recovered yesterday morning. The photos are of us getting ready. In hindsight I wish I had taken pics of us at VIP. Its a beautiful place, very posh.
Have a good day!
Much love
Mother Larder
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Gift
Larders
Before I carry on, I just wanted to take time out to say thank you to all 5 (ha! - maybe a little ambitious but I can dream right?) of you who read my blog. It is very encouraging to hear from people who read and are able to relate. I know I have been very slack about posting but I would like to think that when I post a blog it comes from a place of honesty, to hopefully encourage and remind ourselves that we do not exist in solitude - no man can be an island. We need each other to survive. THANK YOU BEAUTIFUL LARDERS!
So, every year towards the end of the year I always receive a (without sound loopy) word about what the year ahead will bring. I was just sitting a minding my business and I kept hearing the word "gift". There is a bible verse that goes "your gift will make room for you" and I feel like I need to concentrate on cultivating my gifts so that they can make room for me and make me flourish. Larders, I implore you to do the same. I'm not one of those people who believe in luck, though I firmly believe in destiny and timing. I have always believed that your inner most dreams that you tell no one because they sound so ridiculous and will not seem to die (every now and again that dream you had when you were 18 keeps rearing its little pretty head) are your destiny. And if we are real, how many of us actually live our dreams?
I am happiest when I am doing certain things and which I have mentioned in previous posts. Those things I am very good at and they come naturally to me. Some of them I am just realising now. A looooooong time friend of mine, lets call her Thulani, kept telling me that I am a good writer. I knew that I am an average poet but as far as writing is concerned I thought "nigga be trippin'". As I write more and more for work and personally I realise that it would be epic to write a book in the veeeeeeery far future. Reading I love to do but to sit and write a whole book would be LEGENDARY even if only 2 people read it, it would still be "LEGEN------ihopeyou'renotlactoseintolerantbecausethenextwordis...DAIRY" (As Bunny from How I Met Your Mother would put it). I am DAMN good at make up (not to toot my own horn but really I am) and I will concentrate on starting something around that. These are just two of my gifts.
What are your gifts? What makes heart smile? What makes you giddy? Ponder on it and start something. Don't live in a world of "cant". Just because someone else couldn't doesn't mean you also can't. Pink said it best 'make the voices in your head like you instead' 'you gotta get up and try and try and try'. Don't let yourself die without having lived to the fullest. We do this together? Lets keep each other accountable.
COMING UP NEEEXT... WEIGHT GOALS! Its time to get back into it. We start something FOR HEALTH AND EXERCISING OUR GIFTS.
Love yourself because wherever you go, there you are
xo
ML
Before I carry on, I just wanted to take time out to say thank you to all 5 (ha! - maybe a little ambitious but I can dream right?) of you who read my blog. It is very encouraging to hear from people who read and are able to relate. I know I have been very slack about posting but I would like to think that when I post a blog it comes from a place of honesty, to hopefully encourage and remind ourselves that we do not exist in solitude - no man can be an island. We need each other to survive. THANK YOU BEAUTIFUL LARDERS!
So, every year towards the end of the year I always receive a (without sound loopy) word about what the year ahead will bring. I was just sitting a minding my business and I kept hearing the word "gift". There is a bible verse that goes "your gift will make room for you" and I feel like I need to concentrate on cultivating my gifts so that they can make room for me and make me flourish. Larders, I implore you to do the same. I'm not one of those people who believe in luck, though I firmly believe in destiny and timing. I have always believed that your inner most dreams that you tell no one because they sound so ridiculous and will not seem to die (every now and again that dream you had when you were 18 keeps rearing its little pretty head) are your destiny. And if we are real, how many of us actually live our dreams?
I am happiest when I am doing certain things and which I have mentioned in previous posts. Those things I am very good at and they come naturally to me. Some of them I am just realising now. A looooooong time friend of mine, lets call her Thulani, kept telling me that I am a good writer. I knew that I am an average poet but as far as writing is concerned I thought "nigga be trippin'". As I write more and more for work and personally I realise that it would be epic to write a book in the veeeeeeery far future. Reading I love to do but to sit and write a whole book would be LEGENDARY even if only 2 people read it, it would still be "LEGEN------ihopeyou'renotlactoseintolerantbecausethenextwordis...DAIRY" (As Bunny from How I Met Your Mother would put it). I am DAMN good at make up (not to toot my own horn but really I am) and I will concentrate on starting something around that. These are just two of my gifts.
What are your gifts? What makes heart smile? What makes you giddy? Ponder on it and start something. Don't live in a world of "cant". Just because someone else couldn't doesn't mean you also can't. Pink said it best 'make the voices in your head like you instead' 'you gotta get up and try and try and try'. Don't let yourself die without having lived to the fullest. We do this together? Lets keep each other accountable.
COMING UP NEEEXT... WEIGHT GOALS! Its time to get back into it. We start something FOR HEALTH AND EXERCISING OUR GIFTS.
Love yourself because wherever you go, there you are
xo
ML
Monday, November 11, 2013
New York New York
Larders
Let me tell you a story. Many many many moons ago I had just moved into my own place. It was a big room in East London at a place called Birmingham Place (it was an old age home). I lived on the top floor which was the second floor. I remember this time being a very lonely time of my life but I was also very happy to be living on my own. It was a Friday night, I had just realised how much I loved candles and lamps and had switched some on which made the mood very 'romantic' (not in a 'I wanna be your lover' kind of way - maybe more nostalgic...yes definately nostalgic). I had the windows open because a) it was hot and b) (most importantly) the people that lived there before me were dirty (not as in I wanna spank you dirty but seven deadly sins sloth kind of dirty) which meant the constant smell of pee needed to be aired out and the can of 'doom' I had emptied to kill the roaches was killing my lungs and needed fresh air. No jokes, the amount of roaches that I killed on a weekly basis must have reached at least 80. Remember I was living in a room. As my English teacher used to say "anyways, I digress".
The 'apartment' building was placed on the main street of East London which meant it was constantly busy. I absolutely loved hearing sirens go by, people walking cars driving by, nature croaking in the distance. It felt like a lullaby. Plus I could over-look the city and see the city lights in the distance and it made me yearn for something bigger. That was 2006/7. Since then every Friday night, without fail, I will yearn to be in New York. Over the past couple of years my yearning to be in New York has grown exponentially. Every single day I dream of living in New York, performing on broadway, and owning my own businesses. When I listen to John Mayer (amongst others) I feel like I am in New York and my heart leaps. Is it normal to feel this way? I don't know. But tonight as I type this I make a promise to myself that I will get to live in NY. As happy as I am to be living in JHB, the yearning to be a New Yorker grows bigger and deeper each day. I have always theorised that whatever your dreams are, that is ur destiny. Living in NY is part of my destiny and I am praying and opening myself up to God to fulfill that destiny. Will Smith once said 'if you have a dream protect it'. I will protect this dream and it will not stay a dream, it WILL be realised, it WILL become a reality. Few things I need to focus on as steps to realise my dream:
#find finances to pay off friendX for her car ASAP;
#get back to my studies and finish my economics degree;
#get involved in theatre;
#lose weight to be healthier and get roles in theatre;
#get into radio;
#get out of debt; and
#start my own business.
And so it would seem that JHB is but the beginning of something bigger. I've never EVER been outside the borders of RSA but I believe its possible to achieve living - successfully - in the biggest city in the world.
Happy Monday (Mondays are still ass crack but hey, we all need those)
Xo
ML
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Wednesday, October 23, 2013
most honest blog entry
Larders
Full disclosure: I am not one who likes to talk about weaknesses and feelings and stuff. This entry is very raw and emotionally vulnerable and it stinks that I am opening myself up like that. It is however, a necessary part of losing weight - even if it is emotional weight.
I have been in a funk. A. DEEP. HOLE. FUNK. Let me describe how the last few months have been like for me... going under into theatre and having an angry doctor cut you open without anaesthetic, taking out all your insides, roll them up into a ball, play rugby with them and when angry doctor is bored, he puts them back in and uses a normal paper stapler to close me up. All this happening while I watch. Not gruesome at all I know. But that's the truth. Right now I have to go back to a real doctor and get my insides properly sorted out and get the wound sorted out because it's possibly infected.
I did not feel motivated to do anything. For various reasons. One, depression sucks. It gets you when you least expect it. Two, life happened and it happened like a Tsunami wave and now the wave has gone back to wherever and now has left ruins. Its time to clean up the muck and start again.
June 16th I was involved in a car accident with a friend's car. Unbeknownst to me, the friend's car was uninsured. A claim was lodged against the other party (she skipped a stop street) however the other party's insurance rejected the claim. I unfortunately did not have any witnesses and this meant that it was my word against hers. Friend's car has been in a bad state - unable to drive kind of bad state. It has never been a question of me not taking responsibility for my part in the accident. Trying to get finances to help fix her car has not been easy. I moved to JHB and decided to take a job that does not pay a lot to get experience and exposure in a different industry and position. What I get paid is pretty much a stipend and barely covers my living expenses. As a result banks laugh in my face when I request a loan. In the interim friend is stuck in East London without a car which has impacted on her working and social life. Our friendship?? Took a huge knock and maybe in years to come we will be good friends again. But my quest to find finances to sort her out still continues...
At the end of June, I moved out of where I was staying because I decided I'm a grown ass woman and I am ready to stand on my own. In some ways it was good, in other ways it wasn't wise. I got to drive on the freeway everyday! If you are a small towner like me, you will understand the thrill of driving on the continent's biggest freeway. I felt like a real Joburger. I loved hearing on the radio about Rivonia being backed up and I was in the thick of it or there would be a stationery truck on the N1 and I would have just driven past the truck. The hard parts were about me having to leave my place at 06:15 to avoid being stuck in traffic as my oldasscar overheats quickly. Winter here has been an absolute b&tch!!! I would be so cold that my bones would ache. One time, I got into my car, tried to wipe the fog from the windscreen. The fog wouldn't come off. And then I realised IT WAS A LAYER OF ICE!!! I died! dead. dead.
Remember me saying that my salary (insert ugly laugh here because what I earn doesn't really constitute a salary) barely covered my living expenses? Well I had to downgrade. The first thing that had to go was my gym membership. I am now a walker. in inverted commas. I haven't actually walked more than five times in two months. Three of the times that I walked was because Kit (my car) broke down and had to walk to work.
On the bright side, I now have my own flat! Albeit, I'm sharing with a friend but both of our names on the lease. IT. FEELS. AWESOME. More good news is that my sister and her kids are moving up to Centurion which is about 30 minutes from where I stay! I am so excited for her and her new lease on life.
Joburg winter mimicked a dark period in my life. Here is to Spring and Summer bring about thunder showers of blessings, happiness....Dear Lord I hope it is so!
We'll chat soon
xoxo
ML
Full disclosure: I am not one who likes to talk about weaknesses and feelings and stuff. This entry is very raw and emotionally vulnerable and it stinks that I am opening myself up like that. It is however, a necessary part of losing weight - even if it is emotional weight.
I have been in a funk. A. DEEP. HOLE. FUNK. Let me describe how the last few months have been like for me... going under into theatre and having an angry doctor cut you open without anaesthetic, taking out all your insides, roll them up into a ball, play rugby with them and when angry doctor is bored, he puts them back in and uses a normal paper stapler to close me up. All this happening while I watch. Not gruesome at all I know. But that's the truth. Right now I have to go back to a real doctor and get my insides properly sorted out and get the wound sorted out because it's possibly infected.
I did not feel motivated to do anything. For various reasons. One, depression sucks. It gets you when you least expect it. Two, life happened and it happened like a Tsunami wave and now the wave has gone back to wherever and now has left ruins. Its time to clean up the muck and start again.
June 16th I was involved in a car accident with a friend's car. Unbeknownst to me, the friend's car was uninsured. A claim was lodged against the other party (she skipped a stop street) however the other party's insurance rejected the claim. I unfortunately did not have any witnesses and this meant that it was my word against hers. Friend's car has been in a bad state - unable to drive kind of bad state. It has never been a question of me not taking responsibility for my part in the accident. Trying to get finances to help fix her car has not been easy. I moved to JHB and decided to take a job that does not pay a lot to get experience and exposure in a different industry and position. What I get paid is pretty much a stipend and barely covers my living expenses. As a result banks laugh in my face when I request a loan. In the interim friend is stuck in East London without a car which has impacted on her working and social life. Our friendship?? Took a huge knock and maybe in years to come we will be good friends again. But my quest to find finances to sort her out still continues...
At the end of June, I moved out of where I was staying because I decided I'm a grown ass woman and I am ready to stand on my own. In some ways it was good, in other ways it wasn't wise. I got to drive on the freeway everyday! If you are a small towner like me, you will understand the thrill of driving on the continent's biggest freeway. I felt like a real Joburger. I loved hearing on the radio about Rivonia being backed up and I was in the thick of it or there would be a stationery truck on the N1 and I would have just driven past the truck. The hard parts were about me having to leave my place at 06:15 to avoid being stuck in traffic as my oldasscar overheats quickly. Winter here has been an absolute b&tch!!! I would be so cold that my bones would ache. One time, I got into my car, tried to wipe the fog from the windscreen. The fog wouldn't come off. And then I realised IT WAS A LAYER OF ICE!!! I died! dead. dead.
Remember me saying that my salary (insert ugly laugh here because what I earn doesn't really constitute a salary) barely covered my living expenses? Well I had to downgrade. The first thing that had to go was my gym membership. I am now a walker. in inverted commas. I haven't actually walked more than five times in two months. Three of the times that I walked was because Kit (my car) broke down and had to walk to work.
On the bright side, I now have my own flat! Albeit, I'm sharing with a friend but both of our names on the lease. IT. FEELS. AWESOME. More good news is that my sister and her kids are moving up to Centurion which is about 30 minutes from where I stay! I am so excited for her and her new lease on life.
Joburg winter mimicked a dark period in my life. Here is to Spring and Summer bring about thunder showers of blessings, happiness....Dear Lord I hope it is so!
We'll chat soon
xoxo
ML
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