Dear Jarrod, happy 12th birthday!
May your day be joyful, your cake delicious and the your candles easy to blow out.
I wish you a wonderful year full of adventure, discovery, and learning about yourself and about this world.
Know that you are forever in my heart and that I think about you every day.
Happy birthday my Jarrod Lee Swanepoel.
Just the other day I was telling Ms. L about the lessons I had learned (or not, as it was) growing up.
You see, I had an extended jaw. In the scheme of Big Deals it wasn’t a big Big Deal, really, it was just an underbite.
Some part of the population suffers an overbite, but the overbite is considered cute. The underbite; not so much.
Dogs, like poodles, cute as they are, have underbites.
Adorable. On dogs.
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Dammit Mudah, scammers again.
So I’m looking for a new place to rent and of course I’m on Mudah.my. Then I found this almost too-good-to-be-true apartment for rent in Marina Court.
And you know what they say about things that look like they’re too good to be true.
The stuff part of the title is the plenty of emotional shit I’ve got going on in my head, but here’s a light in that darkness: a zipline activity which launched last weekend.
I swung my camera around, as I do, no clear vision of what I wanted, but in the end the video came out surprisingly OK. I have some issues with focussing the clunky Canon DSLR, but that (and some shake) aside, not bad.
Here’s the vid:
Dear Jarrod – you’re 11 years old today, my boy. Happy, happy birthday.
I might not be part of your life Jarrod, but you’re part of mine and these posts don’t get any easier to write, in fact, quite the opposite – it gets more painful to think of as every year goes by.
As always I scratch around for news about you Jarrod, and sure enough, I find some. As much as I dislike the circumstances, you seem like you’re growing up a fine young man.
I hope you have a very happy birthday and that you’re surrounded by love and understanding and that you yourself spread happiness, kindness and forgiveness to those around you.
All my love to you Jarrod, on your birthday and every other day.
Always, your dad.
I was paging through 1Earth at the start of January, thinking how very little I blogged, on here at least, during 2013.
A plan was hatched for a quick recap on 2013 and poof, now it’s already 2 weeks later. But it’s never too later to look back.
Not sure if it’s only Malaysia, propbably not, but if you’ve watched a movie in the cinema recently, chances are you’ve seen the Nikon advert featuring this whimsical tune.
It’s Radical Face with Welcome Home.
I just spent a weekend in Kota Kinabalu going about the business of being a tourist; seeing sights, visiting islands and, of course, the most dreaded of all activities: taking a taxi.
I hate taking taxis purely because I usually have to bargain – no, beg – to have inflated prices lowered. Alas, I’m a tourist, inflated prices are my cross to bear.
But, ride with me for some good, bad and uplifting KK Taxi Tales – I will even use the meter…
“What would you do if you knew you could not fail?”
~ from the wall of the wife of Matt,
owner of Upslope Brewing Co.
“That’s terrible,” I reply to a friend who comments how un-grumpy I was during a recent fun night out.
“From now on,” I mock-threaten, “I’m going to make sure my blood-alcohol level is always 0.04.”