I’m hoping this weekend goes down a lot better than the last. What a horrible, horrible weekend it was. It started off pleasant enough come Friday though, with our daily visit to little Jessica at the Kuilsriver NICU, followed by my suggestion that I braai for the two of us once back home.
This I did (while Chantelle snoozed away I might add), and the end result was a delicious combination of boerewors, pork chops, chicken drumsticks, cheese braai broodjies and watermelon.
And then the shit hit the fan.