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Sweet…or superfood?

Sweet…or superfood?

Earlier this year I started running and cycling in an attempt to be healthier. More on how that’s going later…

Meanwhile, if you start reading up about exercise, you’re bound to come across mention of the post-workout snack. Essentially, after getting your heart pumping, you need to take in some carbs to replenish your body’s energy reserves, and some proteins your muscles can use to start rebuilding themselves.

Consisting entirely of sugar and eggwhites, meringues are both…

Could meringues be the ultimate post-workout snack?

(By the way, they’re looking good, aren’t they? Only my second time making them, but they came out perfectly!)

The Middle-age<del>s</del>d

The Middle-agesd

They say age is just a number. Today my number is 40.

People tend to hang a lot if significance on this particular number. It’s considered a milestone, much more than, say, 30.

It’s when the infamous midlife crisis is supposed to hit. I haven’t decided what mine is going to be yet…a sports car isn’t practical with the state most of South Africa’s roads are in and I just don’t have the time or energy for a mistress. I already tried the quitting my job to become a writer schtick in my early thirties, so that’s out. I’ll have to give this some thought and get back to you.

Supposedly it means I’m now indisputably an adult – no longer am I included when people add the young prefix to the word. But I still feel like a dumb kid without a clue and OMG how did anyone approve that guy for a home loan and they let him have a kid what’s this world coming to aren’t there any standards any more!?

Also, I got a children’s book and some legos for my birthday…

It’s not all bad, though… I’m two years away from being the answer to Life, the Universe, and Everything, so that’s something to look forward to…

House hunting

Day 3. I am running out of time. No sight of the quarry yet. I did not expect this to be so hard. An inanimate object should not be this elusive. But it seems all the architects in this town did their work while smoking pot. And the realtors seem similarly stoned. Maybe it’s the heat.

I need to find something soon. For my wife’s sake. My child’s.

I’m dehydrated. I’m not sleeping any more. Yesterday I almost settled on a home with a room that can only be reached by ladder. I think the heat is getting to me.

I’m hopeful today will bring success. But I can’t help but feel I might not be the hunter here. As I drive down the street I can feel them watching me…stalking me…

Parenting 101 – 10 Tips For New Dads (<em>It’s mostly about poo</em>)

Parenting 101 – 10 Tips For New Dads (It’s mostly about poo)

Having been a dad for just over a week now I thought I’d share some of the wisdom I’ve acquired on poo raising babies, just in case it can help another soon-to-be-dad to navigate the poo new little human in his house. The faint of heart (meaning 95% of men reading this) might want to stop here…

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On shopping for clothes

Image courtesy of jarmoluk / Pixabay.com
Image courtesy of jarmoluk / Pixabay.com

Yesterday I went shopping for new jeans. Normally, it’s a simple affair. I prefer regular blue-jeans, not that pre-faded, pre-wrinkled, fancy stitched nonsense. Once in a while I’ll change things up and buy a dark blue/navy pair for when I feel like dressing up. I’ve always bought the same brand from the same store, an exercise that usually takes ten minutes, including time spent in the checkout queue.

Not so this time.

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