Oops, I did it again

And yet the universe gives us just what we need, when we need it…. this morning at just the right moment it was a message and then a call from a good friend and colleague. Thank you Cheryl Colleen Belford for suddenly appearing out of nowhere and sharing your energy with me. I have no words for how in awe I am that things just work out. They just always do. Like Roberto Jones says, the universe has a way of self-correcting, auto-correcting.

There’s a part of me that is saying, “Bronwyn you don’t have the time to blog with your to-do list that’s half the length of the great wall of China! What are you thinking? Get back to your work.” But choosing to blog now, instead of responding to anyone else’s requests of me is an act of self-care. Something Cher reminded me of this morning was a paper that we wrote in 2017 called The ethics of care”. In that paper, we reflected on different aspects that make up ‘what it is to care’, however the focus of that paper was on caring for our students. Peer-reviewed and published in a DHET accredited journal, so one would think that I know something about care, but clearly I don’t know about all kinds of care. I suck at self-care.

If I was looking for someone to blame, I’d have no one to blame but me. But this isn’t about trying to blame anyone. I know that it’s never too late to learn (again), and to start again. And look this year has been amazing – looking back I literally cannot believe how productive I’ve been. A double teaching load, developed a new course for the Advanced Diploma Quality, developing notes from scratch and doing weekly recordings for asynchronous lessons, developed a new Master in Engineering Management degree, Faculty representative duties for the national doctoral audit that just happened, three papers accepted for publication so far, one masters student graduating and I’m doing a short course called Strengthening Postgraduate Supervision (aside from me also being the Postgraduate Research Coordinator in my department and Teaching and Learning representative for my department). It’s been real. It’s been rewarding to see some of my efforts come to fruition ….however this is it. I can’t anymore. I have two big deadlines for the end of next week and a ton of marking still to do. I need to give my Master’s students attention and this is all just still work. I have family and friends responsibilities too.

I’m telling myself I haven’t dropped the ball (yet), although it seems imminent. Still juggling, albeit precariously. But actually I have dropped it. I dropped me.

Time to do a turn-around. Time to recalibrate and start again.

Breathe, relax, close my eyes and listen to the birds chirping and feel my muscles relax…. I am one with the universe. One consciousness. Something inside so strong

Happy New Year!!!!

If some people can have Christmas in July, then I seriously can’t see why I can’t have New Year in August 😁

Happy New Year everlybuddy. I hope you have an epic one!

It’s just logical…. to me at least 🤷🏾‍♀️

Disclaimer: The lyrics below don’t make any sense, but we having a New Years Party so seriously dude, it doesn’t need to make sense? It’s Auld Lang Syne… don’t scrutinise it. Just dance…. (but if it really bothers you then please check out https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wPnhaGWBnys)

Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and old lang syne?

CHORUS:
For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we’ll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

And surely you’ll buy your pint cup!
and surely I’ll buy mine!
And we’ll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

CHORUS

We two have run about the slopes,
and picked the daisies fine;
But we’ve wandered many a weary foot,
since auld lang syne.

CHORUS

We two have paddled in the stream,
from morning sun till dine;
But seas between us broad have roared
since auld lang syne.

CHORUS

And there’s a hand my trusty friend!
And give me a hand o’ thine!
And we’ll take a right good-will draught,
for auld lang syne.

2020, thank you baby … you did your best, appreciated.

Calling all cards, calling all cards ♥️♠️♦️♣️🃏

Happy Sunday Beautiful People 🌞

The title of this blog post reminds me my dad. Whenever he did a roundup of something he would say “calling all cards, calling all cards”. He most frequently used it to round my siblings (Jason and André) and I up, to get something done – usually to get us up in the morning to go to school or church when we were little. The phrase comes from one of our favourite cartoons, but Dad killed it. Because he knew we loved the cartoon, he used it to wake us – but then the phrase became synonymous with something not too pleasant (i.e. waking up to go to school or church), but thinking back on it now it actually is kinda cool. Check the cartoon out if you have a chance

My reason for ‘calling all cards’ this morning is I need to do a consolidation – another one of my bullet point blog posts because again I got so caught up with Beautiful life that there’s too much to say 🙃🤪🤩🥳🤓🥰😍

  • My nephew is growing beautifully. An apple of my eye. The love I have for him is like the love I have for my own children. I once heard someone say “Your sister’s child is like your own child”…. now I can confirm, my brother’s child is like my own child!
  • Successfully completed the academic semester at work – my remote teaching strategy worked. #Relieved. But now the tough bit starts…. I’m teaching two modules this new semester (starts tomorrow). My usual stats module and then another module on Lean Six Sigma that I’m still busy developing. All fun and games. Because it’s new and because we’re still in lockdown, I’m going to be experimenting. I’ve a couple of ‘wild’ ideas …. so I might be called into the principal’s office AGAIN to explain my heretical antics 🙆🏾‍♀️
  • I submitted two full papers (only author papers) for a virtual conference happening in November. And I was part of a team who is submitting another full paper for a journal today. Also submitted an abstract for another paper for a virtual conference in December yesterday. I honestly have no idea how that all came together. In fact, the November conference was cancelled when lockdown was first announced, but a few weeks later the organizers decided to have a virtual conference instead. I had set a goal for myself to publish two papers a year so I was super bummed when the conference was cancelled, but I really have started believing that when you don’t resist anything, just fully open-heartedly accept things and work with whatever you have as if you had chosen it, then things work out, which is exactly what happened. And even if they didn’t work out so well, by accepting the whatever fate as if I had chose it, gives me inner peace. I’m finding this is a good way for me to live. Work towards whatever I feel passionate about but Resist nothing. And don’t label anything as good or bad. Just accept it as it is.
  • Happy to report my minions are doing fine, Josh preparing for matric exams in lockdown and Micaiah is coming out of her funky mood. The start of lockdown was tough for them especially Micaiah (teenage girl missing her friends) but somehow life just seems more pleasant now. We have a great new habit of always eating dinner at the dinner table and very often we end up sitting for up to two hours after dinner just chatting.
  • We had cat drama. Not even our cat. There’s a stray cat who has been hanging around our house since he was a kitten for about 18 months now. I first saw him when he was about 3months I guess and wondered into my room. We started referring to him as Scout. We probably should not have started feeding him but we did. How do you say no to a hungry critter when you have spare food? Anyway he would come and go. But he was an unneutered tomcat and they are problematic because they fight and mark their territory. So three weeks ago he slipped into our house to have dinner while we were at the dining table having dinner. Micaiah suggested we trap him and I remembered we had a large recovery cage so we managed to do that with very little trouble. I called the AACL and they agreed to neuter him – all went well and four days later we let him go again. We’ve seen him twice since then, but whether he becomes our cat or not now is not important. At least Scout has a better chance of survival now
  • Then, a note to anyone with a nose piercing, don’t remove your corkscrew nose ring unless you want to take it out uh. I did that and I had to go back to the piercer so that she could put it back in for me. I’m never taking it out again!
  • Finally, I’ll end with some happy news. Our President Cyril Ramaphosa announced that our whole country is moving to Lockdown Level 2 on Tuesday 17 August 2020, 145 days since the start of lockdown. Suddenly the air feels even lighter, the birds are singing a slightly happier tune today and the sun seems brighter. Yes there is very good reason to smile in SA today

So those are some my random cards ♥️♣️♦️♠️ – things I wanted to note on my blog for the sake of continuity.

But the most important thing I want to say today is …. Can you feel it?.….🦋🦄🐝🌈🌈🌈🍄🌹🌷💐

Yes, it’s me…. sending you all my love today ❤️

Corona Diaries

Lockdown Day 108 🔐

For my non-SA friends, our president just announced that the sale of alcohol is once again banned in SA.

With the last prohibition something that became wildly popular was homemade pineapple brew. I didn’t make any myself the last time, however one of my close friends did and was rather tasty. This time round I’m gonna give it a try myself…..

https://www.instructables.com/id/Lets-Make-Some-Pineapple-Beer/ 🍍🍻🍍🍻🍍🍻😁

The Comrades????

So like, from my contextual perspective the Comrades Marathon is the ultimate ‘marathon of marathons’. If you grew up in South Africa, I would call you a liar if you denied ever hearing about the Comrades Marathon (and Bruce Fordyce).

Be that as it may, as undeniably prestigious (and popular) as the Comrades Marathon is, it’s a 89km (translates to a whole day) marathon. A whole flippin day of just running! Seriously…. Oh goodness no…. I can just just barely manage 2 hours of running. Not for a damn second did I think I could manage 10 hours – never-mind the commitment and training beforehand to actually finish!

So as devastated (I’m not kidding – that was BAD), as I was when I heard that the Two Oceans half marathon in South Africa was cancelled due to COVID19, so elated I was when I heard that the king of Marathons in South Africa (Comrades) decided to have a 21km virtual marathon option (as opposed to their standard exclusive 89km 😖 😰 event)!!!!!!!!!

Hip hip hurrah hooray. Whoop whoop 🙌🏾💃🏽💃🏽💥👏🏾🙌🏾🤸🏾‍♀️🌸💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

Entered!!! I’ve entered a Comrades event! 🙌🏾I almost can’t believe it! As heartbroken 💔 as I was when I heard Oceans was cancelled, so exited I am about this event! Loving the universe. Simply loving it. Sending loving vibes to all. Namaste 🙏🏾🕉❤️❤️❤️❤️

Death of a Garmin

A birthday gift from Robin in 2014 and well known to all my friends as I have often sent them pictures of some of my best running times by taking a pic of the face of the watch, like the one featured below.

On my social media too, there are a few pics of me taken by others of me running where I am wearing it. Captured some of my overseas runs too, so naturally I was really so very sad when the strap broke two weeks ago.

It’s just such a cool watch, so I tried getting a replacement strap but a pink replacement strap would have cost a third of the price of a new watch! And so I started (online) shopping for a new one and I found a new one. Still an entry level Garmin, but an upgrade 😁

Garmin no longer makes iconic pink ones, but I’m ok with the new slate grey one that I got. It pairs to my iPhone so I can see text messages and it tells me my heart rate – I’m so stoked! No matter your age, getting a new toy always rocks!! 🤸🏾‍♀️💥💥💥💕❤️💙🏃🏽‍♀️🏃🏽‍♀️🏃🏽‍♀️🏃🏽‍♀️. Cheers to many happy runs with my new Garmin 🥂⏱