Hi, my name is Niki and I am addicted to ... It is utterly smutty, sounds like slutty, and yes, that would probably have been the right word to use too.   I do not know how or when this happened, but I am utterly in love, smitten, addicted, you can use almost any word here…and I will admit it freely.   I am utterly besotted and obsessed with Sylvia Day and EL James and their respective Crossfire, Renegade Angels and Fifty Shades trilogies.   Yes, I am addicted to badly written books with weak plots and even weaker characters.   I have some of the books on pre-order on Amazon, and I have the release dates on my calendar.   How is it you might ask that a seemingly normal happily married mom of two becomes addicted to literature of this nature. As with stretchmarks and loss of mental capacity  I place the blame solely on the shoulders of my two kids.  My take on this, when you are a mom, wife, and hold down a steady job, you simply have no t...

My husband left for the UK last night, business class to Heathrow, and he tells me that it is not fun at all, that it is a time of stress and work and that he will not sleep well, and that he would much rather remain home with the three of us. Well here is a thought, lets swop, yes, really, because see after I cook, clean up after two kids and a dog, after I have bathed everyone, put on pajama's, handed out snacks, smacks and heaven only knows what else, just the time in mid air seems like a holiday. Four additional nights in a hotel where someone feeds you and cleans up after you, that sounds like an island holiday to me. This morning I was literally up and down the stairs a hundred times all before the clock struck seven.  One wants tea, one wants bread, the dog ate her bed, the milo was too cold, the tea too little.  I was contemplating taking them to gym, but heaven only knows, it feels like I have been running the London Marathon.  I made a grave mistake t...

I once again do not know just how this happened, but Luka turned two today. In typical second child fashion, her party consisted of her and her brother, two friends, one cake, hello kitty cups and plates and some sweets and the lesson learnt, for a child of two, a party of this nature is just as much fun as a party costing thousands of rands with twenty or more friends. We are at Zebula for the weekend and Liam had an unfortunate situation yesterday where his friend hit him with a golfball, he lost a tooth and after a visit to the emergency room has four stitches and looks like he lost the fight.  The poor child, at least the tooth fairy visited Liam first, out of all of his friends.  He is of course milking the situation, and keeps reminding all of us about his ordeal. Otherwise life goes on, its almost winter now and as we start to get the red wine and boots ready (the two only redeeming things about winter if you ask me) I am amazed at how easy we are settling into li...