Wendy’s Cafe


So who doesn’t love getting out and about on a Saturday afternoon, well i headed off with my mumsy to the Sharondale nursery in Alberton, Johannesburg, South Africa. Even though I have been living here most of my life, whilst shopping for some herbs to grow from home; we spotted this cozy little cafe in the nursery and decided to grab a bite to eat.


The most cosiest but cutest little cafe I have ever come across, I felt inlove. I will definitely be heading off to this cafe with some of my girlfriends to catch up and have a yummy breakfast or a delightful warm drink.


Had this amazing drink, a “Flataga” hm hm hm…it was a warm drink but had ice cream in it. Don’t ask me how it didn’t melt. Man o man, need I say more!!



Cutest Lil venue ever.. Sure will be back!!


Have a fabulous day all!!!

love makes you vulnerable


Scripture: Galatians 2:20

The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.


To love someone means that you expose yourself to hurt. And the deeper that love, the more intensely you will be hurt. Love demands sacrifice, and true love is always associated with hurt, because the more you love someone else,  the easier it will be for that  person to hurt you and the more you exposed to pain. The more you love someone, the greater will be the loss if you lose them.
True love makes a person incredibly vulnerable. For this reason, many say bluntly that they have already been hurt so much that they will never again expose themselves to love. But although love can expose us to pain, even though it hurts us, loving is always worth while.

His love for humanity cost God his son; His love for you and me cost Jesus his life. Yet it is impossible to imagine what our lives would have been like if God had not been willing to send his son to earth 🌍, if Jesus had not been willing to die on the cross ➕ so that we may live. God’s love exacted a heavy price from Him, but it buys life for us. For us, this love was worth the hurt over and over again. And because God is love,  his children may not live without love. We should not be afraid to expose ourselves to the hurt that true love could cause in our lives.
The only place where we will not hurt because we love, is in hell. By accepting the hurt that is part and parcel of loving, we will grow closer to God everyday, until we experience a little bit of heaven here on earth 🌍.


Thank you for your love- that love that cost you so much, that love that I cannot grasp with my mind, that love that no-one and nothing can separate me from, that love that became visible when Jesus came to earth 🌍, that love love that cost the death of your son. Father I want to thank you thant you were prepared to love, even though it cost you so much. Thank you that I can also hear the whispering of your love in my own life. Make me prepared to love without calculating the cost of my love. Thank you that you give me people to love, even though I realise very well that that love makes me vulnerable – that I will hurt because I love. Grant me even more love, Lord, that I can share out lavishly amongst those around me. Make me reckless in my love for  others. Stop me from locking 🔐 up my love in a chest because I am selfish and scared of being hurt. I praise you who are love. Thank you that you came to turn the earth 🌍 into a small piece of heaven for me because I may love.


Small list of my favourite goodies

Hi all, happy Friday!!!

Been buying alot of Lil goodies that I enjoy and thought I’d share it with you all.

*First off I have such a creative mumsy, she decided to surprise me with a cozy gift for winter. She knitted these herself. I can’t wait for my other pairs. White, pink, cream. O man too excited.

These are awesome for ladies with fancy long nails. You can show your nails off and keep ur hands warm at the same time.


*As iv mentioned before I love stationary, at times i buy stationary unnecessarily but they Just too cute.


For motherday gifts I headed off to the Cum books store. It’s a Christian store which have all these cute and lovely goodies. Couldn’t help but get myself a few things for myself.


*Well most of you over seas are enjoying spring, on my side of the world we heading into winter. I need to find myself a pair of these even if I need to order online.

Pink and sparkly!!!!


*settle coffee Co ☕
Yeah an iced coffee heading into winter you ask. I’m a Lil crazy that way. An iced coffee and ice Cream is a must in my book 📖, all year round.


Types of emoji pillows, South Africa



Emoji South Africa arrived on the scene last year with 14 different emoji pillows. They have since frown to double more than double that, all done in Johannesburg. While the concept isn’t new and you may have seen emoji pillows on sale in the US ir Europe,  Emoji Sa have decided to do it themselves here. They have come up with up to 40 different designs.

Past weekend whilst shopping I came across one of their pop up stalls. I just had to buy 2. Check them out pillow.



Aren’t they just the cutest Lil pillows u have ever seen.

My nightmare – contraceptive pill


Here is a Lil history about myself, I can use my experience to help other ladies and create awareness. 2 years back I went to my gynecologist to be put on a contraceptive pill (Jasmine), for the first time in my life ever. The dr Jst handed over a script and no blood test were taken, which seemed odd to me. So after the appointment I headed off to the pharmacy and got these pills and started taking them orally as required.

Over the next month I was feeling extremely tired 😴. I didn’t think much of it at the time. So Jst slept abit more then usual. I was almost finished my first month of my pill, but not quite yet. I woke up one morning to a ache under my right heel, felt as if I sprained it but don’t remember hurting myself. So off I went to my Gp and he just gave me a voltaren injection. Literally 2 days later that pain went up my calf and I knew something was up but wasn’t sure so I said to myself that maybe the Gp I had attended didn’t know what he was doing so I decided to see a different Gp for a second opinion. As I began to explain my symptoms to the 2nd Dr, he said it could be my bone and sent me off for x-ray, which I knew wasn’t the case because I know my body, all I knew was something was wrong. Off I went to a hospital the next day to get my x rays done and reported back to the Dr and to my prevail the x rays came back with no problems with my bones. The dr then referred me to a podiatrist, which I could only get an appointment the following Monday.

Over the weekend wait, the pain progressed up to my groin and the swelling around my ankle was really bad. I was taking pain pills but nothing helped. I started getting night sweats and fevers and really pale. I remember my sister seeing me the one day and saying that the colour of my face matched the off yellow colour top I had on that day. I was then sleeping with 3  or 4 pillows under my leg to eliviate the pain and eventually not able to walk on my leg and then using crutches. At this point I knew something was terribly wrong, that this all progressed and worsened only over a few days.

My sister offered for me to stay by her over the weekend to help me and look after me. At this point I could not do anything, barely get to the bathroom when needed. I was dizzy, and the excruciating pain I experienced when standing up and all the blood rushed to my ankle. I then told my sister to drive to the hospital so I can do the x rays. I couldn’t wait until Monday. Due to it been a Saturday they said I would get charged over and above my medical rates because I was not referred by my Dr and it’s weekend. Went home and had to just bare with the pain the best way I could.

Monday comes and off I go to the podiatris and the dr exams my leg and sends me down to the department for a scan to be done. Let me just tell you it was a day from hell, the nurse began to scan and after a minute or so she stops and walks out the room, next minute the dr in charge of the scan department walk in and starts scanning my leg whilst the nurse is standing next to him. Panic starts to set in. Then they reveal that I have a blood clot in my right calve.

I return to the podiatrist and phones a Dr to get me admitted into hospital immediately. So off I go and im at the reception to try get myself admitted and this receptionist decided is was a good idea to hand over a clip board to me to fill in paperwork. I’m standing there with crutches and in immense pain not been able to even make it to the seating area without dropping the clip board. All she does I’d stare at me and does not help me.

I was in hospital for a week and half trying to get my in to the 2.0 and been pumped with blood thinning medication. My life changed there and then. I was feeling a sense of anger towards my gynecologist for not taking bloods and seeing of that birth Control pill was compatible for my body. Now I sit with this condition in result of the pill. I had to be on waferin and change my diet, go in for blood tests once a week. This was all new to me, had to learn alot about my condition. So I did as I was told, changed my diet and took my waferin as required but every week my INR results where always fluctuating. The one morning I went in to do bloods and the nurse was so rude to me saying I’m not doing this right. I left there and driving on my way to work I burst into tears. I felt so frustrated and angry because that nurse has no idea what I have been through and has not walked in my shoes but was quick to judge.

O started feeling depressed because the blood tests once a week was interfering with me getting to work on time. I was tired of taking pills and taking bloods test and trying to be strict with a diet which was very limited and finally having to put up with rude nurses. My hair did not want to grow, I kept getting nose bleeds and headaches from the high waferin dosage I was put on and having to wear medical stockings everyday (extremely uncomfortable).

A year went by and eventually I went to a gp and he said I could go off the waferin, I was so excited that day. As I walked out the dds rooms all the colours outside seemed brighter and more beautiful than ever before.

Hope this give hope and encouragement to other girls and women out there dealing with what I went through. A year later my hair has grown, my leg doesn’t swell up as often, I can eat a variety of foods and donate blood again as I did before. I do not wish this to happen to my worse enemy.