A Wish And A Dream

A Wish And A Dream

The approach of your own birthday means so many different things to each individual. Children are excited and bright-eyed, they can’t wait! Teenagers are excited for the partying. Well in my 20’s I was excited for the partying too, that didn’t stop. In my 30’s I’ve never looked forward to it anymore.

I have always this idea that birthdays should be special. The birthday person should be spoilt and made to feel special. I’m not talking huge expensive material gifts. I mean, breakfast in bed, a dinner that your other half made for you. Or being taken out for dinner. Maybe some flowers (even if stolen from the neighbours verge). I’m always aware of this idea and I go out of my way to make sure that my sons always feel special on their birthday.

For the past good few years, my birthday has been this big anti-climax. I get excited… for that special birthday feeling you get inside… then I realise that it’s not that big a deal to anyone else. And wow… what a lonely horrible feeling.

Two years back, for my birthday, I baked a cake with my sons. We iced it (blue) and put sprinkles on (dinosaurs) and we enjoyed it. I would have preferred a cake more to my specifics décor wise, but the boys were so excited and I wanted them to enjoy themselves. I’ll always remember memories like that.

My birthday wish for this year, Wednesday 12 October 2011, is to have someone special take me to the beach just before sunset … bring a blanket to sit on… a bottle (or 2) of good wine… and something nice to snack on. If it gets chilly, move on to a nice coffee shop and have a big mug of something warm to drink. I long to feel loved, appreciated and respected. Though hope is frail… it’s hard to kill.

A letter to an awesome super hero

A letter to an awesome super hero

Dear Batman,

My handsome, muscled Dark Knight! So many conversations, so much shared… I just shine the Batman sign to the night sky and you’re there.

Who could resist Batman? Definately not me. Swooning and drooling … that became the order of the day!

However, because you’re so far away in Gotham City, it makes things difficult for us. We discussed it at length and decided that star-crossed lovers wouldn’t work.

I need to say though that I miss your dark cape swishing through the night and the thought of those lips that would never kiss mine… and I’m sad. 😥

But I’m a strong gal and Batman has to do his Bat Things! And I have to do my … strong gal things.

I’m getting this out there so that you know exactly how I feel. However, I can’t extinguish that little flame of hope. It will be there for a long time still. Just look for it in my window.

Signed with love
Pepper Potts
(I know she’s from Iron Man, but I just love her name and her character)

Want Want Must Have!

Want Want Must Have!

*insert heavy darth breathing here*
I saw the cutest bear at the Build-A-Bear Workshop the other day. It was in the window staring right at me… a Darth Vadar Build-A-Bear!

Now, I’ve always wanted my very own Build-A-Bear… a pretty pink one with tons of frills and tulle… just to rebel against the boy stuff I am constantly buying for my 2 boys. But then I laid my eyes on ‘ol Darth-boytjie here and I’m smitten.

I took Matthew and Joshua a while back to get their own Build-A-Bear’s done, we all had so much fun. Matthew decided on a Fireman bear and Joshua wanted a Safari bear. We had a good time building our bear and dressing it. The boys wanted undies and shoes for their bears too but I could see the dollar bills flying out the window already so I had to put my paw down somewhere. Oh and they each loaded a sound into their bears’ paw – a huge deep ROAWRRRR! They’re too adorable! (The bears and my boys that is).

I hope they have some heavy breathing sounds for my Darth bear…