An odd sense of achievement


I feel odd today. Like I have been driving towards a goal, conscious at all times to remain grounded. Today I feel odd. Because this goal is finally taking shape.

My over-riding goal for this year was to get a superbike and get on to the track. I am half-way there. By the end of the year I will be on the track, even if I am going around it slowly. There are no other qualitative criteria. Those are for next year.

Today I bought my bike. It will arrive next week. And I’m scared sh!tless almost stiff! And so excited at the same time. I feel amazingly in control. I feel like an adult. I feel like I own this. This is mine.


That’s it for now.

Journey of a 10c coin

This is a true story. No fabrication or dramatisation. In order to protect the innocent…and the naughty, the dad shall be referred to as “Daddy” and the son shall be referred to as “The 3yr old”.

The 3yr old was playing with a 10c coin, throwing it around. It landed in a corner. He ran to find it. He turns around looking at Daddy.

The 3yr old: “It’s gone Daddy.”

Daddy: “What’s gone?”

The 3yr old:” The coin Daddy.”

Daddy: “Where did you put it?”

The 3yr old opens his mouth.

Daddy: “Where’s it?”

The 3yr old: “In my tummy Daddy.”

Daddy: “You swallowed it?”

The 3yr old: “Yes Daddy. It’s gone.”

Daddy’s face: “??..!!!???!!???…”

Needless to say, Mommy and Daddy had to clean 2 sets of undies during the early hours of the morning as the coin wanted out!

LOL :-)!

She’s pregnant NOT sick – or uncommitted!

Many of you may have read about the appointment of Marissa Mayer as Yahoo’s new CEO.  She comes from Google, and is anecdotally often referred to as Google’s employee #20. She is young, beautiful, brilliant, and oversaw the creation of some of Google’s most high profile products like Gmail. She’s also credited for the clean uncluttered look behind Google’s search page.

Just Google (haha) her name, and you will see a beautiful young woman who is now in charge of one huge and important corporation. And she’s pregnant. I read with disbelief today, about how people are criticising her for being successful and pregnant, and …heaven forbid…of being pregnant and in charge of a global internet force.

Helloooooo…am I the only one who sees something wrong with this picture?

She’s pregnant, not sick. She’s pregnant, not incapable of using her considerable brain power and judgement to run a company, no matter the size. Comments like the ones I read today, like she should have disclosed to shareholders that she was pregnant before her appointment really make me wonder whether we are sweating the small stuff as a global people. And also whether we have really moved on in the gender equality stakes.

The Harvard Business Review blog article “Being Pregnant Is the Least of Marissa Mayer’s Challenges” points out that “being pregnant re-activates all our long-dormant, or perhaps just repressed, biases about women. Yes, we have female soldiers in combat, female CEOs, female doctors, female lawyers, female editors-in-chief – when you’re wearing a suit (or an M-4) it’s easy to forget you have those weirdo ladybits that seem to make people doubt your competence. Not so when a woman is pregnant… Harvard Business School’s Amy Cuddy … agreed via email, adding that “moms are also viewed as less committed”.”

I know that I’m not the only vociferous voice against those who buy into the nonsense of pregnant women and Mom’s being less committed. If you are a Mom, have a Mom, are married to a Mom, have Moms as friends, and the list goes on, know that Moms are some of the most committed and determined people on this earth.

I work with many Moms who are in very senior positions who work long hours. Nothing uncommitted about them. I have Moms in my family that in between giving birth and breastfeeding a baby, have successfully passed their university exams. Nothing uncommitted about them either. I know Moms who worked right until the last day before giving birth. Nothing uncommitted about that.

Through sick children, first days at school and the organising of countless birthday parties, juggling a home, and in many cases a marriage and a full time job, a Mom is simply the whole package.

Going back to Marissa Mayer – I think people should rather be asking her how she plans to turn Yahoo around and what her vision for the the company’s future is, rather than focusing on her impending motherhood.

I know that what I’ve touched on is merely the tip of the iceberg as regards this contentious and controversial topic. What Marissa Mayer has to do is nothing new or insurmountable. Nothing that hasn’t been done before. The difference between her and the countless other Moms and Moms-to-be out there, is that she is doing what she has to do under the spotlight of the media. And that is no enviable task.

Author’s note: Regina is not a Mom but she has many friends and family who are, some stay-at-home Moms, and she observes with awe and admiration, the commitment, sometimes sacrifice, and sheer joy of motherhood experienced by these special people in her life.

Once upon a time…happily ever after (Mandela Day)

It started when I was 5. My heart was broken when the beautiful princess pricked her finger on the spindle and fell into a deep sleep for a hundred years. I was happy with joy when the prince charming kissed her and she woke up to much jubilation.

I rode on the back of a cat with huge boots as he tramped through the country-side, charming the king with gifts. Together we crafted the clever plan to bring his master to the attention of the king (and his daughter). And I egged him on as he outwitted the horrible ogre.

Throughout the years I’ve immersed myself in alternative worlds. Through devouring books I have known past worlds and future worlds. The sheer pleasure of losing myself in these other worlds, the current one momentarily forgotten, dishes, washing, cooking…all relegated to the back seat as I enjoy front row seats to witness Sherlock Holmes solve mysterious crimes and  the dashing Darcy romance the clever Elizabeth.

As a kid I refused to do my homework until I had read for an hour. By the time I got to my homework I was in a much better frame of mind. Reading has always been and remains a stress-reliever for me.

Reading provides general knowledge. A knowledge of the world. A knowledge of different people – it promotes diversity and cultural awareness. There are worlds and minds to be explored in the pages of a book.

Where else can You Journey to the Centre of the Earth? Or go Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea? Or spend Five Weeks in a Balloon? Jules Verne’s books have been hugely inspirational to me.  In real life, to do each of those things would take a ton of money. But I can experience them anyway, in my imagination, for a whole lot less.

Amidst the Limpopo textbook scandal I am keenly aware of being extremely fortunate to have been brought up surrounded by books. A child should never have to ask for a book. A child should never want for a book. It should be provided, thereby encouraging them to read for enjoyment, affording them the opportunity to discover  wonderful, different, new, worlds and peoples. Allowing minds to develop and expand.

Mandela Day is coming up on the 18th of July. What better day is there to donate books to children who need them? I will be doing so.

And in so doing I hope to go a bit of a way towards affording kids who can’t afford books, the beginnings of a happily ever after.


Cake wrecks

Have you ever wondered what happens when cake decorating goes wrong? And have you ever wondered what happens to those cakes? Well, some actually get bought, if only for the novelty and laugh value. I would buy one just for a laugh, to see the looks on my guests’ faces when as I bring it out.

I came across this hilarious site called Cake Wrecks about …cake wrecks. You simply have to go for a visit. I laughed so much at some of the exhibits that tears were streaming down my face, holding my tummy with my head in my arms (hope this mental image inspires you to go there).

And no, I am not getting paid to write this, I don’t know the owner of the site and they don’t know me LOL :-).

If I ever had to decorate a cake, I would probably not do much better… although if I got a message to ice on the cake like the one below I would try to phone the person to confirm the message first.

This is the cake that had me in stitches.

Cake Wrecks image


Someone phoned into the bakery and dictated a message over the phone. I suppose that all they wanted written on the cake was “Happy Birthday” with balloons and other such decor. Off course, they must have said “…with balloons and crap like that on it” and that’s exactly what was written on the cake!

What would you do if the expensive cake you ordered came like that? I would serve it, just for a laugh! And next time I ordered a cake I would probably draw the baker a picture of what I wanted on it LOL :-).


Agile Coach and Social Entrepreneur, chief wide eyed in wanderer, wonderer and bottlewasher…Inspecting and Adapting is my mantra


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