This is how I trained my dog.

                       Add four paws, down feathers, and two heartbeats = sweet dreams.

Detroit, Sugarman, and South Africa

A story strong to South's Africa heart beat, plays a different tune for Detroit's singer-songwriter Rodriguez.

picture jacked from Google.com

  Living in South Africa and hearing the impact of his music upon adults from that generation is fact to how powerful the powerful influence of music is to our collective history.  Music's language connects personal experiences across the world.

The locational link of this particular music story-South Africa and Detroit caught the interest of my dad, who grew up in Detroit.

 He recently forwarded me this article after watching the Documentary made about Rodriguez and South African listeners: Searching for Sugarman.

 Rodriguez' lyrics and music stretched beyond the artist's imagination into a moment of history that has been shared with the world.

  Click here to read the article:

   Long before Oscar-nominated doc, Detroit writer went on his own search for Sugar Man | Movies | Detroit Free Press | freep.com

Meet Lorenzo, our adopted puppy.

You're making me wear this?

   We got married. We adopted a puppy. 

Adventures with Lorenzo

 Our friend Ross said, "Countdown 9 months and you'll be pregnant before the 9th month.  That's what happens when you get a puppy."  I have to say I'm love drunk for this fur-lined heartbeat creature.  But I am not convinced I'll love a unfurry human baby more.  Unless they come out hairy with a furry back.  Chances of that happening are high with Greek blood running 75%.  I'd hashtag myself #I don't-have-a-maternal-gene except for cute adorable puppies. We named him Lorenzo and we think he is the best dog anyone could ask for!

   So I made this video clip for his fan-club overseas and across the country.   This was a mission we did in our first week as puppy parents.

   He has grown to walk easily on a lead and cruises through the city with me so easily.  I took Lorenzo on an epic city walk into Cape Town Centre.  We visited the Castle of Good Hope, went shopping in the Grand Parade, and he managed to sniff out every KFC Chicken Licken chicken bone that gets thrown on the street after 1pm lunch.  Needless to say, his 1 hour cruise means he's cuddled up right next to me on the couch as I write this.  Another hashtag moment #nothing but love for the pupson.

The moat around the Castle of Good Hope

Puppy parent supplies

His winter jersey by the Vredehoek Ravine

August 23rd, why do I think he looks so mature?

Just the daily chill.

This is Lorenzo's pretty mom.  And maybe his dad behind her!? She is a Staffordshire  Terrier and dad is believed to be a pavement special: German shepherd, Africanis, mix!

First day at our home, Aug 7th.

Took this for size reference. I'm a size 8UK/9.5US.  He looks like a furry chicken deer.

This was our first sighting of him on African Tail's Facebook page.  He is 10wks here.   

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Zereshk

I love these little berries of sour goodness. Zereshk as I grew up knowing them always found themselves in Giti's blissful rice.  Was so happy when I was tagged in this photo.  I may need to plant my own Beriberis.

Refashioning Manoula's Dress

I am refashioning my mom's dress for the love revolution festival wedding we are soon to be planning for next year.  I am going to see the dress soon and wear it with such pleasure- restructuring it with Ronel's help. Here is a picture of the detail, the hand beaded parts my mom did for her wedding in 1969.  Today is my parent's anniversary.  It was a Priscilla gown, she explains to me.  Whatever it is, I will love to use it's vintage allure. I can't wait to see how it evolves into a three-in-one gown of beautiful feminine love and powah.