Sunday, 26 January 2014

Looking Back Over The Past Year - May 2013


Carrying on from here, May was a HUGE month for me. May made history - that was the month that I gave up smoking. This time exactly a year ago, I would not have believed it. Wow what a coincidence going through my blog right now, I stumbled on this post I did on the 26 January 2012 - exactly two years ago to the day. I said giving up smoking was on my list of changes - I just read that post and yes I did go back to chain smoking for the next 16 months and yes when I finally did stop in May last year I did buy loads of sweets and put on loads of weight. Incidentally, I never stuck to any of my seven changes, which is why New Year Resolutions are not for me. Chad just asked me today, what happened to my interest in gardening. Yep, Chad I lose interest in stuff very quickly, but gardening was something I did to focus my anger and grief on after Clinty's death.

No More Of These

Another big happening is that Chad turned 16 in May and as I said over here and over here and probably everywhere else about birthdays, birthdays in our house are mostly not a celebration. We all hide our grief and sadness and act out in ugliness and anger or the universe just works against us, like it did the night Clint died. Chad did not want a party and we planned this weekend away of bike riding - yes bike riding - not me, but that is what Chad wanted. I found this "lovely" place. It had an impressive website, I called and spoke to the owner, who told me that there was a lovely bike track and long out rides and and and. We left work early and off we went, looking forward to the weekend. It was also in the Eastern Freestate, but not the Clarence side, it was outside Vrede. There was a lovely restaurant at the resort according to both the website and the owner. I told her it was my son's birthday and riding bikes was the most important part of the weekend and she assured me over and over of how fantastic her resort was. It was kind of weird, because I had a niggly feeling that all was not quite right. I Google'd  the resort, her name, her phone number and all that really came up was that she was selling the resort and a place in Cape Town and she owned an Estate Agency on the East Rand - No alarm bells or anything to worry about.
Chad Doing A "Sue Heck From The Middle On A Road Trip" Impersonation
 It started raining on the way and we arrived at the Resort in the pouring rain. We asked the Gate Guard, who later turned out to be the manager/cleaner/receptionist/gateguard/securityguard/handyman/gardener where the restaurant was and we decided to eat first, before we unpacked in the rain. We just glanced around the chalet and left to have dinner at the "lovely" restaurant. Oh My Word - this place was the perfect setting for a horror movie - you know back in the day when scary movies were scary movies and not far fetched sci-fi movies - OK they were far fetched too, but the paranormal kind like The Amityville Horror. We entered the restaurant, picture it - light rain but the drenching non stop kind, misty shadows, dark and eery  and we walk into this empty dungeon kind of a place, a kind of pub. There is only one thing on the menu - ribs and a baked potato. The ribs come straight from the rib factory - frozen pre-packed that is burnt in the pub on a griller. Mine is frozen inside and char burnt on the outside. I kid you not the baked potato that the barman/waiter/chef makes in the microwave is served separately 20 minutes after we have eaten the ribs or should I say attempted to eat the ribs. We are the only ones in the dungeon  pub/restaurant. We in there over an hour waiting for our meal. The barman/waiter/chef asks if we want to watch anything specific on TV - we decide to watch Isidingo - half way through these two men come in to watch the rugby and the TV is turned off Isidingo and we are not even asked if we mind or told that they are changing channels - considering that we paid a small fortune for our "meal" plus drinks.

Chad In The Dungeon Restaurant
We left to go to the Chalet and then we had a good look at it. Everything was covered in leopard print and everything was old and tatty. We tried to find another place and ended up hardly sleeping. We never showered or anything. I stayed in my same clothes and we froze the whole night and just slept on top of the covers with our jackets for warmth. We decide in the morning Mark and Chad would ride their bikes and then we would go home and not stay another night. Its hard to believe that it could get worse, but it did. The bike track had not seen a bike on it since the invention of motor-cross. It looked like a rubbish dump. The whole place looked worse during the day than it did at night. We just left and went home. I sent the owner a strongly worded email and told her in no uncertain terms that I wanted my money back and if she did not refund our money I would write a review of the place on every website that she advertises on - needless to say we did get our money back (which is why I have not mentioned the name of the place), but the money would never redeem Chad's birthday weekend away and that is what made me so dam angry. So Chad's birthday was ruined - thanks universe. He did enjoy his birthday presents especially his I-Pod. May was also the month that he started doing gym seriously and started doing it with his personal trainer. It seems like just the other day, but it was in May 2013. To read the rest of May you can click over here

I will follow on with June in the next post




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