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I stood in the kitchen this morning and shouted at my new Echo Dot with a croaky morning voice. I needed to get the first sitting of breakfast going for my early morning skiers and my son who was returning back to work. Music and a bit of news in the morning really gets me going and this ‘little black apparatus’ was not about to oblige. I leaned and enunciated my words. This is often needed as my South African accent gets in the way of technology here in North America. I tried again and rolled out my best American accent that I could muster at 6am in the morning!

OK Google! Ok Google!

Why was this ….. machine not responding? Then I realised that I had my commands mixed up. Jeff Bezos of Amazon would not have been pleased with me as I was confusing my software system service providers.

Alexa, give me the latest news report?

“Here is the latest weather and news report for the Lonsdale area.”

Yes, it worked! I could now go into mommy mode whilst turning out a fine spread for my early risers.

Early morning skiers….

As with many of you, we have had all our children and grandchildren home over the holidays. Technology and getting mom and dad up to speed with the latest technology is all part of this visit. The furnace programme has been updated and reset, the fireplace switch is now remote and Alexa is installed in the kitchen. So I have the world at my finger tips and Big Brother is surely watching me! Ha! Ha! Who knows what he will learn?

Part of the technology update included hitting the Black Friday sales and renewing our ancient and faulty kitchen appliances. I decided to sell the old ones rather than let them end up in a landfill. They appeared on Craigslist for a bargain price and were all sold within days. What can I say? I have hidden talents! Was it the artistic photos of their gleaming stainless steel finish or the persuasive wording of the advert? Who knows? But at least they would whirr away in someone else’s kitchen for a while longer.

A sad farewell to our old fridge….

Along with the selling and buying of the appliances came the dilemma of getting them up and down our 3 flights of stairs to our house in the forest. The microwave, dishwasher and oven were all relatively light so that was easy. But when the new fridge arrived, the delivery guys took one look at the narrow and steep access and refused to help us. We had a problem that had to be solved. I had a house full and no fridge. But it was easier than I could have imagined.

We have a saying in South Africa: ‘n Boer maak ‘n plan. This translated means a farmer always makes a plan. In true form my son pulled his truck up next to the garage in front of the slope down to the house. They tied a sturdy rope onto the truck and around the new fridge. He pulled on his rugby boots for grip and they were all set. They slowly lowered the fridge down along the slope. I stood and watched and tried to contain my laughter and feelings of trepidation. What if this new fridge slipped and careered off into the river?

The rope is attached and away we go….

It did not……she stands proud in her new appointed place in my kitchen. The beers are cold and the steak is thawed and on the barbeque.  Soft sounds filtrate from the kitchen as Alexa serenades us with her latest playlist.

A very happy 2018!

But is was not all about technology, there was old fashioned fun too!

For the last year’s words belong to last year’s language. And next year’s words await another voice. And to make an end is to make a beginning. T.S. Eliot.

 

 

 

 

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She ran down the stairs and a door slammed shut. I heard a shout and then another loud bang. Mother was up and running around the house with a ‘flea in her ear.’ This is what my dad called it when mom got the sudden urge to turn the house upside down and to clean everywhere. As a young child I did not see the need for all this order and cleanliness but I tagged along with it. I knew full well what the consequences were if I did not! I definitely did not want to get into the firing line.

 So we all dragged ourselves out of bed and marched around and joined in on the holiday spring clean. What a way to spend my first day of the holidays! All this cleanliness had certainly not been part of my envisaged plan. I often pondered the merit of all of this and why it had to be saved for our holiday. Why could it not have been done during school time when we had domestic help? But in mom’s wisdom there was a plan…… It was only many years later that I realized this was her way of getting some kind of discipline and routine instilled into all 4 of us kids over the long holidays. After all, we were a lively and headstrong bunch and we all pulled in different directions. What a marathon task it must have been to get us to ‘tow the line.’

There were electric cables lying around with my brother’s latest invention. Tennis rackets and sport equipment strewn around from my sister following her passion. Cricket bats and fishing rods and other little boy paraphernalia lay all round the garden left by my youngest brother. Then added to the mix my dolls with their latest homemade dress ensembles would get in everyone’s way.   So a holiday would have been a nightmare with us all trying to do our own thing. But once we were ‘pulled into shape’ we were much easier to handle.

Those were the early years. Later on as we matured mom was able to share her creative side with us. There were wedding dresses that were carefully sewn for us, pots of her famous marmalade were stacked up on the shelves or she would sneak away and paint in her studio. She was warm and welcoming and our house was always a hive of activity. She spoilt us with the most delicious meals and always made a fuss over our birthdays and special festivities. She had the most amazing capacity to love and welcomed all her grand children and great grand children into her fold.  

Our dear mother slipped away peacefully today and is up there with my dad dancing among the stars. She will be delighted to be reunited once more with her handsome pilot. I am so incredibly grateful for our wonderful mom and the love that she gave so freely.

You will be forever in our hearts.

Moments to treasure....

Moments to treasure….

Our beautiful Mom....

Our beautiful Mom….

 

 

 

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