Another weekend past, another market stall manned. As per usual Friday evening was all but wiped out by the frantic market prep, with Chantelle massively behind thanks to her big 80 cupcake order which she needed to deliver in Bellville on Friday afternoon. In an effort to make things a little easier, Jessica slept over at the Montgomery pad, but even this wasn’t enough to prevent Chantelle from only getting a handful of hours of sleep!
(That said, Andy probably didn’t get all that much sleep either – she gave birth to a beautiful little boy in the evening, welcoming little Aaron into the Snyman family! And on the topic of babies, my sister Claire is due next Friday as well, which needless to say is pretty exciting for the whole Lotter clan!)
In any event, I opted to setup and man the stall myself on Saturday morning, giving Chantelle a chance to try and grab a little sleep before driving through to join me later in the day. This plan went smoothly enough, though unfortunately the Willowbridge Slow Market organisers again chose to put us on the opposite side of the market between the Dog Food and Tupperware stalls, meaning our visibility was pretty low and we lost out big time on what should have been a very good market thanks to the weather and the time of the month. Oh well, we are evaluating a few new options in terms of markets, so we’ll see for just how long we’ll stick around with Willowbridge then.
After a little bit of a disappointing market, Chantelle and I next spent some time with Jessica and Cheryl at the Montgomery pad, with me spending a lot of time trying to get Jessica to stand up unaided. (And much to my surprise, she managed this feat a few times, standing for a good 10 to 20 seconds before realizing what she was doing and grabbing the nearest ledge).
Following that, I convinced Chantelle and Cheryl to join Jessie and myself for a trip to Door de Kraal recreational dam, where we made the most of a pretty dusk and loads of bird life for Jess to take in as we strolled around the dam (well, only about half the dam before turning back. Which if you think about it is almost the whole dam then).
Anyway, eventually bed time rolled around for young Jess Jess, and Chantelle and I opted to head out for a supper together, the first time we’ve gone out on a little evening ‘date’ in a very long time. Panarottis ended up being our dining spot of choice for the evening, and we enjoyed a delicious and leisurely supper in each other’s company.
Dropping her back at her folk’s place at 22:00, I then made the short trip through to Ryan’s pad, where I met up with him to battle it out over the XBOX 360 controller and his new copy of FIFA 13, a game which I must say is pretty damn awesome – the guys at EA seem to have got this one very, very right!
Midnight saw my return to the house, where I slunk into bed for a very good night’s rest. (Thanks Jessica for playing along!)
Sunday morning was up and early, and while playing with Jessica in the lounge something very special occurred – she took her first steps! And seeing as everyone was there to witness it, we pretty much had her walking up and down for at least the next 30 minutes! Tears of joy from Mommy and Ouma, and of course plenty of video snippets, which I’ll post up tomorrow for everyone to see.
Of course, this momentous occasion needed to be celebrated, so we all went out for breakfast, the initial plan being to take advantage of Spur’s cheap breakfast but in the end being won over by Panarottis brilliant breakfast pizza (seriously, Panarottis two days in a row!).
With breakfast done, we split up, Chantelle, Jessie and I first heading out to Discem to pick up some baby supplies, before popping in for a quick visit with Mom and Dad before they headed out in the afternoon for the Church’s fundraiser tea at the Durbanville Rose Garden.
Back at the Montgomery pad in the afternoon, Jessica and I went for a lekker afternoon nap, while Chantelle made her way back to Gordon’s Bay to kick off the epic clean that was needed to transform the hurricane hit kitchen and braai room back to their sparkly clean selves!
Evening eventually arrived and with Jessica safely tucked in bed and a pretty knackered Chantelle, the two of us clambered onto the braai room couch and proceeded to chow McDonald’s while watching the male stripper movie Magic Mike – which is seriously, seriously a bad movie. Bad acting, bad dialogue, a plodding plot and just a going nowhere story, not even Tatum Channing’s abs and dancing could save this one (according to Chantelle which makes it more legit).
Right. And that was the end of yet another market, but more importantly, Jessie milestone weekend.