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The Gloved Hand that Washes My Life 11 JUL 2010

For long have I laughed at puny Chantelle who, although washes her dishes in super heated temperatures that no normal human should be able to withstand, does so wearing ridiculous looking bright blue rubber gardening gloves. (Well, I call them gardening gloves because that is what my parents used for all the years to weed their garden in).

However, today is marked as a tragic day in the life of the awesomeness that is Craig, considering the fact that I finally decided to tackle the cooking pots, pans and generally neglected cooking utensils that have been lying dirty in the sink for well over a week now. As you can imagine, the leftovers of our wonderful waterblommetjie stew had encrusted and hardened to a consistency like that of diamond, meaning that desperate measures would have to be employed to get the pot clean.

And those desperate measures?

Well nothing short of washing them in super heated temperatures that no normal human should be able to withstand.

Which worked by the way – but I had to don those very blue rubber gloves that I so mock.

And by the pictures as you can tell, I must have looked pretty silly to anyone looking in through our kitchen window this afternoon…

Note the distinct lack of dirty dishes (and super heated water) in my kitchen sink...

That is of course because they are all here now, nice and shiny, just waiting for the water to magically fall off them so that I can pack them away. Drying up cloth? What in the world is that!? :P

(And that concludes my silly post for the day. You’ll note my skilful use of my right hand which is operating the camera while my left hand appears to be doing something in focus. Magic I tell you. Oh, and Chantelle laughed when she heard of my blue glove adventure, just in case you were wondering! :P)

No Water? More Dishes My Life 11 MAR 2010

So this Tuesday evening past Chantelle and I decided to skip going to the movies after all. Why you might ask? Well remember I mentioned previously that Gordon’s Bay had lost its water supply from early Sunday straight through to late Monday evening thanks to a burst water main? Well the impact this had on the household was horrendous – apart from Chantelle stealing our fridge-chilled water to fill the cistern so that we at least could flush, the worst impacted by this sudden lack of wet stuff was without a doubt our kitchen – as you can see from the pictures below.

Dishes literally piled up, starting with Saturday’s dishes (hey, who does dishes on a Saturday?) and then extending all the way through to Monday’s load, this is what our poor kitchen slowly became.

So in all fairness, it was the best decision to stay at home and try and tackle this pile (after my swim and supper of course) – though when I say we I mean me as Chantelle was already mysteriously passed out on the couch just as Flash Forward began… :P

No space left in the kitchen, the trail starts in the lounge already...

...moving on to the food preparation counter, it only got worse...

...to the counter space next to the basin!

Never mind the area next to the basin itself! O.O

Sigh, our mothers would be so ashamed of us…

Yearning for Normality My Life 26 NOV 2009

head-in-hands-manSo, life still isn’t quite back to normal here at Nagua Bay number 45 just yet. The pad is finally starting to regain some of its old composure but there is still plenty to be done: mountains of dishes to be worked through, dirty and unpacked clothing scattered everywhere, wedding gifts to find cupboard space for, documentation to be filed and updated, you get the picture.

And that’s pretty much what has been keeping Chantelle and me busy in the evenings following our triumphant return from honeymoon on Monday afternoon, leaving in all honesty, little time for anything else.

Obviously with me not having lived at home for a long time and being pre-occupied with all things wedding-related has left a pile of administrative things to deal with, and in time I will catch up I’m sure, but seriously, I can’t wait to have everything back to normal in our lives and pretty much let life go on as what it always has.

I can’t wait to return to karate (damn work, traffic and chores kept me from returning on Wednesday evening already) as well as just the feeling of walking into our place after work, turning on the kettle and just sitting down in front of the TV, content that there is nothing that I have to do.

Sigh. But I guess there’s simply no rest for the wicked. After all, we still need to sit down, work out our new combined budget, discuss the various name change-affected things that need to happen and of course plan just where we want the future to take Mr. and Mrs. Lotter.

But at least nearly all the dishes is now done, and that in itself is a blessing I tell you! :P