I had my whole day planned out for Saturday and with one phone call it changed. My plan was to wake early, go out in the ministry after which I would go hunting for an outfit for my sister to wear to her sons wedding next month and finally I would end up at the farmers market for coffee and to listen to the live music that plays weekly. We never know who is playing, there is a board and on the day the names are put up, but no matter the music, its always great and the atmosphere in just so relaxing.
As I said, Daniel phoned to say that he would be playing at the farmers market on Saturday. He would be using two of his drum students and needed me to watch Axel. Obviously that is what I would do and the other stuff got shelved for another day. While Daniel was busy with negotiations, and instructions etc, I took Axel to the play area so he wouldn't get underfoot.
I took a ride on the kiddies choo-choo train with him. Believe me when I say that after Axel asked to ride, I had a moment of sheer panic...what if I couldn't fit in the barrel coach? Hubby was with me, but asked to be excused since he had a splitting headache and needed to go home. My mom was also with me, but I couldn't very well ask an 80 yr old to ride in a bumpy, hard plastic train coach could I?? That meant I had to suck it up, pay the fee and get in dreading that moment when my butt would NOT squeeze in. Imagine my UTTER DELIGHT when I slid in with room to spare and still fitted my darling grandson in with me.
Wow....I was so thrilled.
It was such a fun ride too. The owner rides a 4x4 quad bike and pulls all these coaches behind him. We rode all over the farm, and then under the trees through the forest. He drove fast uphills and slower downhill and drove right into a flock of geese which took off, but obviously are quite used to this scene, because they settled just behind the coaches without too much bother. The kids loved it, and so did this granny. He did some figure of eights and it was just fabulous fun. I cant believe some of the fun things I can do now that my weight has come down and my body shape has changed.
When we heard the singer doing her number that would indicate her finale, I packed Axel up and went to listen to my son play. Out of the blue, Axel asked his daddy to play with. Daniel was most happy to plonk him on stage with him, because he can play despite his being only 3 yrs and 4 months old. This is Daniel setting Axel up with a log for a seat and his drum in place.
A reassuring kiss for his "baba boy" and his part of the show would be on its way.
Just waiting for Kat to strap her drum on and then its....
His one student, Kat, is a woman in her 60's, the other, Marylou, is a younger woman in her early 30's and then there was Axel. He advertised himself between performances, explaining that he does kiddies parties, teaches drumming privately and in groups, music therapy and year end functions etc. He also made sure people understood that there is no such thing as TOO YOUNG or TOO OLD when it comes to playing a djembe drum.
The drumming generally draws a crowd. Daniel says there is something primal in all of us, so no matter who you are, unless you really sound sensitive, the drum calls to some wild internal thing inside you. This time was no different. Within a short while, people started popping round to the hut they play at, in the middle of the market and soon cameras are out and photo's taken and telephone numbers exchanged.
Kids always love the drums too.
Axel loved being part of the whole ordeal.
His daddy was bursting at the seams with pride. It may be the first time ever that they have shared a stage but it sure won't be the last.
Despite the booming drums, this guy had no problem lying dozing on a log right beside the hut.
It was with amazing speed he "woke up" and leaped onto the stage at the point where Daniel invites the audience to join in. What surprised me is that while a drum was on offer, he chose this tiny little shaker, and enjoyed himself with it. He did not let the size of the instrument dictate how little he did....he gave it stick, shaking the heck out of it. It was such fun to see his enjoyment.
Axel decided to take a short break from drumming. It REALLY is tough on the hands.
That's when his uncle Cole decided to use his drum (instead of the spare one provided for the audience) and the wheels came off the second Axel caught sight of Cole replacing himself.
A few tears were shed...
but ended well with AXEL BEHIND HIS OWN DRUM once more
A short break in the program while another elderly gent serenaded his long time wife with some really old music. It was actually very very sweet. They were still so much in love after all the years. His wife sat there with a gooey eyed, happy expression the entire time her darling crooned to her.
In the break father and son shared some lunch.
"They" tightened a drum.
Their set finally came to an end and Axel was given a HUGE thank you hug for his part.
I love this part, when the show is over and the musicians stand around talking animatedly about what they did, didn't do or should have done or will do differently next time. It takes a while for the adrenalin to wear off, and in that time the drumming crew are "high on life" but its great to watch and hear.
It's hot work and hard work as can be seen by the sweaty remains of their gig. Remembering that playing djembe drums is very physical and South Africa is undergoing a heat wave with exceptionally high humidity. Glad my job ended up being - not baby sitting, but photographer. That way I could just sit in the shade of the giant oak trees and zoom in and out....love my job!
Ultimately, people enjoyed themselves.
And Axel forgave his uncle Cole
I managed to IGNORE THE FUDGE stall despite their advert which translated says.....
stay calm - eat fudge LOL
Now onto diet and healthy living stuff. December I took some time to just down tools. I didn't go crazy, but I also didn't do things as well as I usually like to. December spilled over into January when I suddenly found myself being full time granny once more which meant I put my healthy life style on a back burner. I also ran out of super healthy foods, since my son was still unemployed and my grandsons needs had to be attended to (thankfully they are all working once more) but still, it meant that I ate some things that were not great for weight loss....not bad, just no yummy blueberries, strawberries, almonds and the like which makes being healthy so much more enjoyable.
At the end of it all my scale showed that from 21 Dec till 1 Jan I gained 2.2kgs (4.8lbs) and this is why one SHOULD NOT go by the scale alone. Tonight my measurements show that I have lost 1.2cm on my stomach, 1cm on my breasts as well as 1.3cm on my buttocks. One thing I learned from the Herbalife program is that 1kg of fat and 1kg of muscle weigh the same....despite the fact that people always say that muscle is heavier than fat.....a kg is a kg no matter what is on the scale. So, while my weight might be up a little, my muscle content is higher (a good thing) and my fat is less (an AWESOME thing) I also learned that fat takes 4 times as much space as muscle, which is why the numbers read as they do.
Needless to say, I am back on track and rearing to go. This year I plan to finish the weight loss race once and for all. It is THE FIRST TIME that I have ever lost this much weight and not emotionally eaten my way back up to the starting point plus some and goodness knows I've had enough troubles and sadness to do just that, except I truly am over the EE thing..thankfully. That I am pretty darn proud of.
I am so excited too, since my herbalife online shop will be open in the next few weeks....progress on all levels. Excited and nervous....time will tell how that goes.
Anyway spark friends. I hope you are all back on track too...its a GREAT feeling being in control of our lives, in control of healthy choices. See you all at the finish line at the end of this year.