JarBar Review and Discount Code

I am not sure if you’ve heard of JarBar but if you haven’t, I have one question for you……..

Have you been living under a rock?

They are a health food company that prepare freshly made on the day meals and deliver to your home / office.

I was lucky enough to get a jar delivered to my offices which I was super keen to munch onto and at first I thought, “how would this jar be enough for a vraat like me *I’ve been known to finish a gatsby on my own*, but then I decanted the Argentinian salad and damn, I barely made it through it all!

If you’re looking for outstanding service, quality food and want to brag about getting food delivered in a fuckin jar then get to using my discount code for your first order!

With the purchase of of your first jar, you’d need to “buy” a jar deposit which costs R25 + your meal order, where my discount code comes in .

The discount code #SUPERBUSYMOM can be used on your first purchase and is valid until 31 March 2018.

I am not me when I am me

I don’t know what I mean by that but what prompted that odd title and this non sensical post is a picture

Taken by my child

Of me

Driving

Most possibly the worst looking picture of me ever

Like this, a realisation, is what I look like

Normally. To people. Outside

Not acceptable! I know I should be preaching #lovemybody blah blah blah but hot damn! I was shocked to see this picture. It was funny at first and then after looking at it again and again, all I thought was “ugh, is this REALLY what I look like?”

The answer was yes and I am not happy with the answer

Recently I have started what promises to be a 5 – 6 month long journey with a company called HerbalFix.

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I am an introvert so naturally hesitated to meet the owner of said company but as my last brave act of 2017, we met up, she handed me the sample product with an additional 2 boxes as giveaway + a 30% discount for any of my followers. Not long after we met, I forgot what she said and had to ask for the instructional video which was a #GodSend

I started using HerbalFix and apart from a few bodily dysfunctions, I’ll tell you about the time I shat myself in another post, I felt lighter. Skeptical me didn’t believe the product would work but so far so good

Top pic was day 1 of HerbalFix. Bottom pic was after a week of using the product

If you’d like to win the 2 boxes of HerbalFix just follow my blog via email or however else you’re able to follow

If you already follow my blog, just comment and I’ll find you in my list of followers (you guys are jotted down somewhere)

I am not me when I am me

I don’t know what I mean by that but what prompted that odd title and this non sensical post is a picture

Taken by my child

Of me

Driving

Most possibly the worst looking picture of me ever

Like this, a realisation, is what I look like

Normally. To people. Outside

Not acceptable! I know I should be preaching #lovemybody blah blah blah but hot damn! I was shocked to see this picture. It was funny at first and then after looking at it again and again, all I thought was “ugh, is this REALLY what I look like?”

The answer was yes and I am not happy with the answer

Recently I have started a what promises to be a 5 – 6 month long journey with a company called HerbalFix.

I am an introvert so naturally hesitated to meet the owner of said company but as my last brave act of 2017, we met up, she handed me the sample product with an additional 2 boxes as giveaway + a 30% discount for any of my followers. Not long after we met, I forgot what she said and had to ask for the instructional video which was a #GodSend

I started using HerbalFix and apart from a few bodily dysfunctions, I’ll tell you about the time I shat myself in another post, I felt lighter. Skeptical me didn’t believe the product would work but so far so good

If you’d like to win the 2 boxes of HerbalFix just follow my blog via email or however else you’re able to follow

If you already follow my blog, just comment and I’ll find you in my list of followers (you guys are jotted down somewhere)

Oh, hi there!

Here’s why I am awake at 4am on a Saturday morning. Not for the preggers or the child who does not sleep through the night but family. No, we’re not braai’ing or having festivities. We are fighting. The good old fight. I won’t mention names, of course but just know that I am speaking as an innocent and mostly confused bystander.

I got woken up by yelling. Lots of it, with a few cuss words thrown in their aswell. Now, I don’t mind the cussing because come on!, but I did feel like this fight was uncalled for and perhaps a show of one’s true emotions.

If you cannot love me through the dark, because we do not love me when my light shines.

Do not stay with me because becoming a statistic is so cliche, but rather stay with me because the love you felt the very first day you saw me still runs through your veins.

Love me at worst, treat me better at mine.

Isn’t there a saying , “fight fire with fire

Now, is the saying telling you to attack using the same amo or not?

Anyway, whatever. It doesn’t matter. What matters is this. I am an eavesdropper. I love eavesdropping. It’s a thing. Let’s all not do it in 2018. It is my thing. Now leave it alone and see what else I have to say.

My last relationship was over 5 years ago. Even though it was toxic and hurt in ways only seen now, we were never horrible to each other. Well, I was a cunt in the beginning. He was a twat. We took a small break but when we came back together we were better for it. Because we LOVED each other. I don’t ever think love was the problem. We never mistreated the other person and no matter how we felt or what kind of day we had, there was always respect. We drank together, like a handful of times but things never got out of hand. Things never escalated because we were always open and honest with each other, in our sober state. We had the kind of friends who didn’t ask dumb questions to get the other person riled up. We had friends that were respectful and who loved us, to some degree. I know that I will never act in a disrespectful way to my partner but after being witness to the travesty of tonight for 6 years now, I’m not so sure I even want to be in the same room as those people.

You should never allow anyone to speak to you like that. You should also not lower yourself to their level and react to them like. Be the bigger person. It is hard but you’ll thank yourself for it later.

You Deserve More

I am proud of you
You need to know that
Not that you don’t know that already but as Facebook keeps on regurtitating memories upon my sad soul
I can’t help but become emotional and sentimental about how small you once were
I often joke that you would stay small and get back in my belly; then atleast I’d have a real reason for having this big rolling mag
You deserve more than this life
More than feeling less than
You deserve love and happyness
Endless bounds of it
I wish I could give it to you all
The knowledge to not follow that boy to the ends of the Earth but also the knowledge that you have to make mistakes and get hurt to learn
You deserve more than mediocre, because you, my love are worth 1 hundred million thousand
You deserve only the sunshine, even peaking through the dark stormy clouds
You deserve to be loved immensely and then hurt deeply
The good and alot of the bad
Knowing that at any minute you can turn around and I’ll be right there
Being your mother makes me proud
You being my child makes me proud
If “Mother” is the only title I ever have in this earthly life, I am ok with that
No matter what other’s say
You dear Zineah have brought so much joy into the life of others’
You are loved beyond compare
By people you don’t even know
You deserve more than the little love I have to give
Because of you, I am who I am
Proud
A Mother
A Provider
I love you Zineah

May you never forget that