She's growing up.

Four, going on Fourteen, years old.
I need a pause button.

Out with the old, in with the new

I started a new job this week.  I am SO excited about it, I can barely stand it.  I am the personal assist to the director for Ministerial and Training at the Conference of our church.  Woooot!  Which means a lot of doing this-and-that... but also LOTS of planning, training, writing (yay!) and designing (HUGE YAY!!!) all the posters, newsletters et cetera that go into planning the training sessions.

I still haven't quite figured out how I landed with my butt squarely in the butter, but I am certainly not complaining.  I never was one who minded a greasy butt.  Ahem.  Did I really say that?

I was SO excited about my new job that I barely slept the night before.  I was awake at quarter to two in the morning and never succeeded at falling asleep again until last night, when I crumpled into bed before the crickets started chirping.

Such bliss.

Where I sit:

View from my spot (to my right side):

And some welcome flowers from my new boss:

Now, let the games begin!

...the post about our holiday and burgeoning bulges

Damn. Back at work today. The Hubsband and The Girlchild are at home, enjoying another two weeks of holidays while I have become a member of The Sucker Club, working during the festive season. BUT - these are the last few days at this sucky job.  I have  been appointed to a new job, in a new role, at a new company and I can't wait to begin!!!

We had a SPLENDID holiday with my hubby’s folks in Durban. Durbs never disappoints. We acted like real Vaalies – spent most days battling the wind on the beach, splish-splashing in the waves and rolling in the sand in a determined effort to get as much sand in as many places as possible. Ahem. Exhibit A below:

We arrived in Durban on the night of the 15th with my trousers hanging loosely from my hips and departed last night with plump muffin tops over the same trousers. Which just goes to show that CLEARLY such delicious indulgence cannot go unpunished. I will regain my moderately heffalump appearance in the course of time. Which is, of course, what New Years Resolutions are for.

What did you do this Festive Season?