My mom was a financial manager for over 20 years, despite it not being her passion. In 2022, she decided to become a student again. She signed up for a certificate course at the Cape Wine Academy. Fast forward to this year, and she’s excelling in her diploma and has been assisting in harvesting grapes at nearby wine farms with her lecturer. Her nails are stained with tannins and joy. I now look forward to a new fact about the Bordeaux region every time we have a call. I admire her courage and determination to follow her dreams, and the fact that she’s an eternal student, never ceasing to grow. So, shoutout Mom 🫶
I visited Alan at the new Artisan Coffee spot in the cul-de-sac nest to the pet shop (where you exit Woolies Dean St parking)….. REALLY enjoyed my coffee 👍👍
It's hard to look for qualities, for me they typically show up when you least expect and your reaction to that is somewhat delayed most times. Catch myself thinking about times like that after the fact. I think the best thing to do is appreciate that someone you least expected had an impact on you be happy you got to experience that instead of looking for it all the time.
Janca, how I wish I could walkies around a small French town with perked up ears alongside the Aries queen herself. Thank you for sharing this snippet with me (and the world). Miss you!
(I'm going to absorb this comment over the course of the next five days).
My mom was a financial manager for over 20 years, despite it not being her passion. In 2022, she decided to become a student again. She signed up for a certificate course at the Cape Wine Academy. Fast forward to this year, and she’s excelling in her diploma and has been assisting in harvesting grapes at nearby wine farms with her lecturer. Her nails are stained with tannins and joy. I now look forward to a new fact about the Bordeaux region every time we have a call. I admire her courage and determination to follow her dreams, and the fact that she’s an eternal student, never ceasing to grow. So, shoutout Mom 🫶
Shoutout Meg’s Mom 🥹🫶🏼
One coffee a day MAX. That’s the only way to enjoy it without feeling close to a heart attack at all times.
I had three coffees the other day and the sense of all-consuming impending doom (and depression) a few hours later was seriously just a bit too much.
It’s quite philosophical! One cup is perfect. One cup is delicious. One cup is moreish?? But more than one… hell!
Taulosophy will be the name of the game this week. Thanks Tau, thanks Mike. 👊
Day, week, month and year 🔥 Shoutau Gemma! (I think you are going to love the upcoming project I have planned).
Oooo you’ve got me waiting ⏰
So looked forward to reading this with my morning coffee, even though I managed to get the right order😌
Powerful. Thank you for reading it as always. Where and what were you drinking, good sir? (Generally interested).
On the living room couch, enjoying a French Pressed Vanilla Coffee👌
I visited Alan at the new Artisan Coffee spot in the cul-de-sac nest to the pet shop (where you exit Woolies Dean St parking)….. REALLY enjoyed my coffee 👍👍
I will un-jettison a future brew and give Alan's coffee a try!! Dankie ☕️
Powerful! I loved the coffee stories and skilfully sidestepped the suggestion that my daily brew should be jettisoned. Thanks for the digital chat….
"jettisoned" 😅 What a word. Well done on the skilful sidestep, Clare. I'm glad the knee is slowly getting back to full strength.
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It's hard to look for qualities, for me they typically show up when you least expect and your reaction to that is somewhat delayed most times. Catch myself thinking about times like that after the fact. I think the best thing to do is appreciate that someone you least expected had an impact on you be happy you got to experience that instead of looking for it all the time.
Janca, how I wish I could walkies around a small French town with perked up ears alongside the Aries queen herself. Thank you for sharing this snippet with me (and the world). Miss you!
(I'm going to absorb this comment over the course of the next five days).