Warning:Not for Vegans!
My husband left early this morning (before 07.00am) to go for a motorbike ride. The timing of his departure was not great!
Usually he goes before 06.00, when the children are still fast asleep. But he left a little later today which meant the noise of his squeaky boots while he goes to kiss the girls goodbye slowly brings the sleeping children out of their deep slumber. Couple this with the revving of the motorbike, well it was all over with, despite me keeping them up until 20.00 last night – yes, I know it was selfish. Sue me!
Anyway, we have had a lazy morning of TV, watering the garden, tidying the house and three cups of coffee which I drank hot! Imagine?! The girls did puzzles, played with their playdough, rode their bikes and are now having peanut butter and jam sandwiches.
We are now waiting for daddy to come home so we can have a yummy braai. A braai is the South African word for a barbecue or cook-out (I think). It is indelibly a massive part of the lifestyle and culture of Life in Southern Africa.
I may have gone a bit overboard as I’ve taken out steak, pork chops and borewors (a South African type of sausage. No braai is complete without this, no matter what else you’re cooking).
I also made an egg-free potato salad and some garlic bread. I may not bother with a salad as I’m the only one who will eat it. My youngest would pick out the tomatoes but that will no doubt end up in an eczema breakout in the next 4 hours – another good reason not to bother.
Where Is He?
So now we wait for daddy, who said he’d be home by lunch time, and it’s now 14.07. From the Track my iPhone app he insisted that we set up, I can see he is still busy riding around the dirt roads in the bush, so it will be at least another full hour before he is anywhere near home.
Maybe not just yet, tempting though.