The Naked Truth about the Naked Cake

The Naked Truth about the Naked Cake

So my brother-in-law recently tied the knot in a small intimate wedding ceremony. And I simply love being able to use that phrase: Tied the knot, because the wedding in fact took place on a ship! Now, weddings in Germany are done a bit differently to let’s say where I am from, South Africa – where a priest / church minister can perform a religious ceremony and is sort of authorized to “marry” a couple. The marriage is then legally binding. Here in Germany it’s a little different, in that couples first get married in what is called the “Standesamt”, loosely translated to “Marriage Court”. Some cities or towns have really lovely locations where the Standesamt is situated. The Hubster and I for instance got...

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Look who’s back…

Look who’s back…

Hi everyone Well, it has been a long while since I last posted. Bad, I’m sure many of you are thinking. I definitely feel like I should have made more of an effort to post at least something once in a while. It’s kind of like I fell off the face of the earth there for a minute. But to be honest, I have had a bit of a crazy time of late. And not only have I not had the time to sit behind my pc and check my emails properly, I have just not had the time for life really. Things have been rather crazy, what with colds and flu germs and renovating our apartment (more on that in a later post), starting my own small business, to studying for my Driver’s License Theory Exam (yes, you read that right: I am 33 years old and still dependent on public...

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Sisterhood United Night

Sisterhood United Night

I am drafting this post just after midnight. I have just arrived home from what I can only describe as one of the most blessed and amazing nights of my life and I wanted to get my thoughts down while they are still fresh. I’ll start by saying that I almost didn’t attend Hillsong Sisterhood United Night last night. So many things seemed to try and stop me from going. But as soon as I walked into the foyer of the Capitol Hotel in Düsseldorf, I knew that the enemy had tried so hard and yet failed in his mission to keep me from receiving my blessing – I had made it with more than enough time to catch up with a friend, register for the next Sisterhood United Night in February and grab a good seat. The stage was set for an amazing evening with the...

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100% Handcrafted Winter Market – Part II

100% Handcrafted Winter Market – Part II

My hubby was waking me. Wait. What? Yep: the hubster who could sleep through anything, including his 5 days old baby crying right next to him, was waking ME!!!! He had heard my alarm and I didn’t. Now he was waking me and telling me that the day had come. The day had finally arrived and I was going to showcase my talents. Suffice it to say: I wanted to stay in bed, under the covers and just wait until 6pm. I didn’t feel like I was ready. Yes, my cookies were packed and ready to be displayed. But I was not ready. I was not ready to be criticized. I wasn’t ready to smile genuinely at people who would come up to my table, see my cookies and walk on by without interest. I wasn’t ready to schlep on back home with all my cookies in hand. I was...

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100% Handcrafted Winter Market Part I

100% Handcrafted Winter Market Part I

I am an introvert. There! I said it! That is one of the reasons why I blog: I love writing because I feel my thoughts are better laid out on paper than spoken aloud. I don’t particularly enjoy being in the limelight and I very rarely crawl out of my comfort zone. So when my friend Mama S told me that she had big plans for me, I was hesitant to say the least. First off, I thought this crazy American chic was going to go wild with me and perhaps even turn me into a flying monkey. But I was wrong. Instead, she actually helped me gently move out of my comfort zone and got me out  into the big bad world of crafting – and it’s not such a bad world really. A few months ago, she suggested I think about having my own table at their next 100% Handcrafted...

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House Andrew Murray

House Andrew Murray

On my recent visit to Cape Town, I had the privilege to visit the House Andrew Murray (Huis Andrew Murray). I have always had this burning desire to do good to those less fortunate or to try and bring a little happiness to the a world. And when we decided to go visit my family in South Africa, I knew that I wanted to visit an orphanage. I can’t explain why I felt this need, I just knew that it was something I had to do. I had done a bit of research before heading to my home town and found this really lovely place in the heart of the Boland Mountains – well it’s in Wellington. But if you can understand that there aren’t any mountains where I live in West Germany, you’ll understand that “near the mountains” means to me...

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