Sunday, December 5, 2010
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Bacoooooooon!
Thank baby Jesus for this wonderfully ingenious idea that Enterprise so thoughtfully ensued!
AMEN!
HEAVEN in a bag!
Oh and YAY for microwaves!!!!
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Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Koek, Kaas, Koffie!
Yay for my dad!! Was upstairs working in my studio, wen all of a sardine this wif of curry made its way into my nose trolls, hooked on and proceeded to pull me down the stairs where I found my Dad making Vet Koek and curry!!! Wowzers and AROOOOOOOOOOBAAAAAAA! Yummyness in and around my mouth NOW! Toodles!!
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
First night Fraternity (!!!)
Well I am gonna stop beating myself up about not writing here as often as I would like and actually just write... and do as best as I can. right...... RIGHT!
Spent the weekend fighting off girls, mosquito's, Christmas beetles and HANGOVERS. Managed to escape the weekend with..... um, well, NONE of the above avoided. sooooooo, ya, the questions begin.....
First of all, I went away with my recently reinvented wonderful boyfriend! we took a drive down to the South Coast (The Pee Hole of South Africa) with another couple... The Jeddisons.... and a Tri-Stand.
BRILLIANT time was had barring a few MINOR FUCK UPS. But I had my faithfuls with me on the road trip.... so I was happy.
Wasabi and Fishpaste were there, with Fizz POPS in their hair, and my weekend will be awesome... Well thats what I was humming, in my head, all the way... you know, to be considerate to my fellow passangers etc. Imagine me foreal forealzies humming it ALL the way down.... I think I would stab myself.... in the elbows. Fact.
We arrived early evening, freshened up a bit and headed out to the ONLY place open called Broomers. luckily we booked, because as we arrived.... the parking lot was looking rather full and the general area pumping....
ok
I am LYING. There were a whole other ELDERLY couple tearing the place up when we arrived.
Body shots and all...... FINE, that was a lie too. the body shots part, but there was really another couple there... I swear. we tried very hard not to interferer with their 77th wedding anniversary but the copious amounts of red wine of the "Chocolate Block" variety and the tequila, jager combo.
WHOO HOO, fun times... lets just say we ended up back at the house doing shots of red wine and playing drinking/strip darts.... I am burning my camera tomorrow.
now you can just imagine! wow the things ppl draw when they are TANKED! ha ha
Spent the weekend fighting off girls, mosquito's, Christmas beetles and HANGOVERS. Managed to escape the weekend with..... um, well, NONE of the above avoided. sooooooo, ya, the questions begin.....
First of all, I went away with my recently reinvented wonderful boyfriend! we took a drive down to the South Coast (The Pee Hole of South Africa) with another couple... The Jeddisons.... and a Tri-Stand.
BRILLIANT time was had barring a few MINOR FUCK UPS. But I had my faithfuls with me on the road trip.... so I was happy.
We arrived early evening, freshened up a bit and headed out to the ONLY place open called Broomers. luckily we booked, because as we arrived.... the parking lot was looking rather full and the general area pumping....
ok
I am LYING. There were a whole other ELDERLY couple tearing the place up when we arrived.
Body shots and all...... FINE, that was a lie too. the body shots part, but there was really another couple there... I swear. we tried very hard not to interferer with their 77th wedding anniversary but the copious amounts of red wine of the "Chocolate Block" variety and the tequila, jager combo.
WHOO HOO, fun times... lets just say we ended up back at the house doing shots of red wine and playing drinking/strip darts.... I am burning my camera tomorrow.
Friday, October 8, 2010
DATE NIGHT!!
So, is there ever a time you find your self telling your hair to "do less", well I am trying very hard here to create the perfect, natural, I just woke up like this kinda hair style!!!! And I just want my hair to DO LESS!
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Wednesday, October 6, 2010
BAD BEANS, Really BAD Beans!
I still have so many things to tell you all, but my life has just taken itself and started running with it. I cant keep up, I mean I started a blog for a reason, to write down all the good and bad and awesome and not so awesome things that happen. So I need to get back on my horse, my horse is amazing.... give it a lick, mmmmmmm, it tastes just like raisins!!! ha ha
So before the random photos I keep sending just to feel better about my life, and the current contact I have with my blog..... which is NOT at its optimal level at ALL .....I actually had a story or two for you.
Birthday madness and such had consumed my life for the better part of September.... (the week leading up to and including my birthday) prior to that i was most probably still a blabbering crying silly person, with awesome shoes.
I had the most fantastic time on the evening of my ACTUAL REAL birthday, much like the night before...... I welcomed my birthday with a Cosmo or 3 and an amazing view of this gorgeous city we live in. It was magnificent. Surrounded by the most amazing friend, basically a whole lot of family that I got to choose! Best kind!
Well at this rate I will never get any story down. between being harassed by BBM, Facebook, Skype and Emailing..... wow, so much of not enough hours in a day!
So lets get to the long and the short of it. Ex came back. Why did everyone else know this but me.... WHY?
I was so shocked...
So before the random photos I keep sending just to feel better about my life, and the current contact I have with my blog..... which is NOT at its optimal level at ALL .....I actually had a story or two for you.
Birthday madness and such had consumed my life for the better part of September.... (the week leading up to and including my birthday) prior to that i was most probably still a blabbering crying silly person, with awesome shoes.
I had the most fantastic time on the evening of my ACTUAL REAL birthday, much like the night before...... I welcomed my birthday with a Cosmo or 3 and an amazing view of this gorgeous city we live in. It was magnificent. Surrounded by the most amazing friend, basically a whole lot of family that I got to choose! Best kind!
Well at this rate I will never get any story down. between being harassed by BBM, Facebook, Skype and Emailing..... wow, so much of not enough hours in a day!
So lets get to the long and the short of it. Ex came back. Why did everyone else know this but me.... WHY?
I was so shocked...
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Breakfast, Tea and 5 Real Roses.
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GOOD morning Liquor-Me-Nice!
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Saturday, October 2, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Pre Birthday MADNESS!
WOWIZZLE! So much of news and happenings and stories!
I have been terrible for the last couple of days, and i apologize profusely!
Oh hell i apologize a gazzillion times. BUT, this is my BLOGGY and I'll cry if i want to!
The last time i wrote was a couple of days before my birthday…. and a whole grouping of random things have happened to me. Like this one time at band camp, i did the hokey pokey! wham! I then bought a toothbrush the other day, of the B of ORAL kind and half the Bristolage escaped and wreaked HAVOK in my tonsilage!
LIKE WTF?????? Why The Face!
Ok i am horrible at this! i started this post last night… it is now the next night, and i hear Club Duvet is PUMPINg tonight already!!!
but i have so much of things to say and type and tell and shout, sing…. ALL that jazz!
LAST POST. Day before my birthday! BEST PRE PREP EVER!
Organized a little something something at the Jolly Cools in Parkhurst….. @ JUGS of sangria and a few pink shooters later, we ended of on a high note with Fishpaste rolling out of there PLASTERED, after having crashed the sangria jug. AND kissed the Whole Party! (Can you spell AWESOME GAME!!!!)
Well i couldn't at that point but i love my Fishpaste, she Paper, Scissors, ROCKS my world!!!!
Headed over to my place to off load janda, and tuck her in beddys! The OFFICE was the next stop, i was surprised i made it past my first DOUBLE gin and cranberry, never mind the following 4 tequilas!! in a row!
…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. the next 2 hours are a blur. woke up on the floor of the bathroom at the office with Sanesh BANGING down the door like there was NO tomorrow!
they had to carry me out…… who does that….. OIY.
but all in all Q-U-A-L-I-T-Y night. Hangover on your birthday………. not so Ayoba. Doing it ALL again the next night…. Super AYOBA!!!
I have been terrible for the last couple of days, and i apologize profusely!
Oh hell i apologize a gazzillion times. BUT, this is my BLOGGY and I'll cry if i want to!
The last time i wrote was a couple of days before my birthday…. and a whole grouping of random things have happened to me. Like this one time at band camp, i did the hokey pokey! wham! I then bought a toothbrush the other day, of the B of ORAL kind and half the Bristolage escaped and wreaked HAVOK in my tonsilage!
LIKE WTF?????? Why The Face!
Ok i am horrible at this! i started this post last night… it is now the next night, and i hear Club Duvet is PUMPINg tonight already!!!
but i have so much of things to say and type and tell and shout, sing…. ALL that jazz!
LAST POST. Day before my birthday! BEST PRE PREP EVER!
Organized a little something something at the Jolly Cools in Parkhurst….. @ JUGS of sangria and a few pink shooters later, we ended of on a high note with Fishpaste rolling out of there PLASTERED, after having crashed the sangria jug. AND kissed the Whole Party! (Can you spell AWESOME GAME!!!!)
Well i couldn't at that point but i love my Fishpaste, she Paper, Scissors, ROCKS my world!!!!
Headed over to my place to off load janda, and tuck her in beddys! The OFFICE was the next stop, i was surprised i made it past my first DOUBLE gin and cranberry, never mind the following 4 tequilas!! in a row!
…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. the next 2 hours are a blur. woke up on the floor of the bathroom at the office with Sanesh BANGING down the door like there was NO tomorrow!
they had to carry me out…… who does that….. OIY.
but all in all Q-U-A-L-I-T-Y night. Hangover on your birthday………. not so Ayoba. Doing it ALL again the next night…. Super AYOBA!!!
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
SHEWZZZZ! Cute!
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Friday, September 17, 2010
Tinned Fish.
firstly... answer me this...
WHO names their kid PILCHARD? Mind you, I wasn't expecting anything less. I set out to have a good night.... and by golly george and all things jolly, I indeed had a fantastic time!!
I even did the ugly dance.... THRICE! Love that dance soooo much!
WHO names their kid PILCHARD? Mind you, I wasn't expecting anything less. I set out to have a good night.... and by golly george and all things jolly, I indeed had a fantastic time!!
I even did the ugly dance.... THRICE! Love that dance soooo much!
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Wet Chihuahua Wrap
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Please and Thank you.
-Appeal to my EX boyfriend-
PLEASE don't EVER date anyone else, for my sanity's sake, I am not going to beg (although that might become an option)
THANK YOU.
*Curtsy*
PLEASE don't EVER date anyone else, for my sanity's sake, I am not going to beg (although that might become an option)
THANK YOU.
*Curtsy*
No more Miss. Nice Beans!!!
I am a Mean-Ass-Mother-Fudge-Caker!! (no more miss nice beans)
Universe.. you got that! I am Living for me now. Ex-nay on the people pleasing shit!!
Ok, thats all.
Universe.. you got that! I am Living for me now. Ex-nay on the people pleasing shit!!
Ok, thats all.
I will Fight back iPod........
HELLOOOOOOO.
You just know the world is against you going to gym WHEN....
- You cant find ONE of your gym tops ANYWHERE.
- You spend an hour Searching for your iPods earphones.
- You plug your earphones (that you eventually find) in and press play and the POD is dead!
- You cant find parking ANYWHERE
- Your neck is so stiff from the previous work out you can barely sip on your water bottle.
WTF??
Might as well just do sit ups in the bath.
Might as well!
You just know the world is against you going to gym WHEN....
- You cant find ONE of your gym tops ANYWHERE.
- You spend an hour Searching for your iPods earphones.
- You plug your earphones (that you eventually find) in and press play and the POD is dead!
- You cant find parking ANYWHERE
- Your neck is so stiff from the previous work out you can barely sip on your water bottle.
WTF??
Might as well just do sit ups in the bath.
Might as well!
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Marathon Movements.
While my father is away aaaaaaalllll the way on the other side of the world I too am faced with some LENGTHY barriers of my own...
Like the distance I have to travel from the one side of this GIANT bed to the other... Its like running a mini marathon just to try reach the edge of either end of the bed.
Wow I'm exhausted. And I'm not even half way across yet!
Like the distance I have to travel from the one side of this GIANT bed to the other... Its like running a mini marathon just to try reach the edge of either end of the bed.
Wow I'm exhausted. And I'm not even half way across yet!
Beans Bakes Bran
Good JOB Petesicle!!!! Whoop!
Ok that is for now I think!
Happy Bran Muffin day to you all!!
Monday, September 13, 2010
New Leaf.... Make that NEW WHOLE tree of leaves.
I am doing it, I am trying to do it.... be ok again... and ME, wonderful, glorious, CRAYZZEEEEE, awesomely, whimsical me! Hows that? Well I am trying ok!
I am getting by on fresh air and the song "EYES ON FIRE - Blue Foundation" It is so amazing I can not even begin to tell you what it does to me!
I have also decided that all forms of social networking and instant messaging systems are the Anti-Christ... Apparently so is Oprah.... Who knew?
They all just KANOODLE and gang up on you in times of weakness and longing. I swear... its like they just know stuff! I refer to them as 'They' coz I swear it is controlled by a few ACTUAL, REAL working nervous systems. I'm telling you! CONSPIRACY 101
HAHA, funny story.. ok not so funny... more sad I suppose. But I watched Twilight last night..... for the second time. Just to hopefully feel better about my life. It was.... helpful, if I could put it that way. DAMN TORMENTED SOULS! Wait... vampires don't have souls. Well whatever... TORMENTED bodies with very pretty faces! FACT!
Ok now I am just babbling.
I will go and be tormented some other place. Like Skype or Facebook.... yes..... SOCIAL NETWORK KANOODLING here I come!
BROWN.
I am getting by on fresh air and the song "EYES ON FIRE - Blue Foundation" It is so amazing I can not even begin to tell you what it does to me!
I have also decided that all forms of social networking and instant messaging systems are the Anti-Christ... Apparently so is Oprah.... Who knew?
They all just KANOODLE and gang up on you in times of weakness and longing. I swear... its like they just know stuff! I refer to them as 'They' coz I swear it is controlled by a few ACTUAL, REAL working nervous systems. I'm telling you! CONSPIRACY 101
HAHA, funny story.. ok not so funny... more sad I suppose. But I watched Twilight last night..... for the second time. Just to hopefully feel better about my life. It was.... helpful, if I could put it that way. DAMN TORMENTED SOULS! Wait... vampires don't have souls. Well whatever... TORMENTED bodies with very pretty faces! FACT!
Ok now I am just babbling.
I will go and be tormented some other place. Like Skype or Facebook.... yes..... SOCIAL NETWORK KANOODLING here I come!
BROWN.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Weekendly Spasms. (???)
So I have had just about enough heartache as I can take. I have been trying to keep busy and occupy my mind and body since Friday and it has officially just become totally and unexplainably UNBEARABLE.
I cant explain all the things going through my mind right now. I thought it would get better on Friday after a few cocktails and traffic jams due to cricket at Wanderers.
I was STUCK in stop start traffic, in what usually takes me 7 minutes to get to MAX, about 45 minutes. Fun thing is about my mind is that I believe I am invincible to all things traffic related and always made out as if it never bugged me, which it possibly never did then, but hell, it fucks me off royally these days, I think my tolerance of self suffering is coming to a slow but steady holt. I don't know how to feel or not feel, or react or keep quiet or what???
I have always been for self sacrifice, and do for others before myself, but as much as I love to loathe that about myself, I think this just might be the time to give up the game face and do me for once.
after all, I'm the only person who defines who I AM….. I am the only one who can put me in a box and label it one thing or another, ONLY me. Others can try, and attempt at making me seem truly awesome, or stamp me as a total failure or dork, but it is entirely up to me if I decide to accept or turn away these claims and tags attached to who they think I should be at the end of the day.
We judge only in others what we despise about ourselves, a more truthful and fitting phrase I have yet to find. So this is where the healing from the INSIDE starts, or should start I guess.
This weekend was a dud in the sense that I was actually a little bit excited about it until I wasn't anymore. (???)
oh and on a side note….. this HAY-FUCKING-FEVER is enough to drive me mentally unstable, if i am not there already that is.. GREAT! I have started speaking like "by dose is pumbanently blocked."
From being a complete wet blouse on friday after my dad deserted me to enjoy his travels in Thailand (yes I know he didn't leave me on purpose to be spiteful, just feels that way… timing, you know… mine always just seems to be off.) You know those people who always seem to be at the right place at the right time? Well I am most definitely NOT one of those. EVER. - Universe, Please look into that for me, and make a kind and thoughtful adjustment, NOW. Thank you and good day.
Anyway like I was saying, from being a complete wet blouse on friday morning, to actually being a little excited as the day progressed, I got a call from Oman to come join her for after work, 2 for 1 cocktails at Milounge in Illovo. Bearing in mind I had dinner with a friend at 7.30 (but I was allowed to go at 6 30 so I could park in the garage BONUS, oh AND spend an hour, 1 WHOLE 60 minute period LESS, by myself) I climbed into my car at just before 5. 20, as Oman was to leave her office at just after 5 and I didn't want to arrive before her (OBVIOUSLY). I figured I would make it there by 5. 35 LATEST, have time for a drink, keep busy, meet new people AND yes, AND make it to my friends house giddy and in time for garage-parking-pre-dinner-prep-myself-glass-of-wine-to-prepare-for-inevetable-break-up-questioning. Phew, mouth full but hopefully you get where my brain is going with this. GOOD GRACIOUS me I could not be have been more WRONG. Not knowing (or caring) a thing about sport, I was clearly not in the know or receive a memo about the cricked game at Wanderers, that was to put me off this awesome happy start to the weekend COMPLETELY. After being re-routed about a GAZZILION times I EVENTUALLY arrived at the center to then fight with and negotiate myself into the smallest little awkwardly positioned parking space…. WITH and audience, those parking extravaganzas are the most fun. NOT! Luckily a lovely, kind, happy smiley, super cool, pretty young lady (She was actually quite ugly and grumpy looking, but I had to be overly nice in the way I described her because she saved me from super embarrassment and kept my sanity intact) on the other side of the parking lot was just leaving, so I quickly zipped into that parking space instead and shrieked with a sigh of relief and at the excitement of OMAN + COCKTAILS.
Left there in time to stop over to get a snack and bottle of vino collapso at the ever faithful WOOLIES. (I wish I could date you Woolies, FOREALIES!)
I arrived at my friend, K's, in time to a parking spot, kept just for me in her garage and enough time to gulp down a glass of liquid courage. Thank goodness and amen.
Dinner was had, explaining was done. Heart got sore, again and for the umpteenth time. I wish it would STOP!
Wine, chit chat, wine, chocolate mouse, wine (rather sour now after the chocolaty goodness in the form of foam in a bowl) more wine was had and evening was concluded with good byes. Bed was enjoyed by all that evening I am sure!
Woke up, still drunk I am convinced, at about 7, hopped into my car and headed home.
The next part is completely beyond me. I got home, fed the animals, got into the shower, got spectacularly dressed did my hair and felt good and then did NOTHING the whole day in the best outfit I have put together in a while (shocker). Maybe I was secretly hoping for something to happen, so I would be prepared if I had to dash out at a last minute request or a meteorite just happened to land in my garden, and a dozen odd press vehicles lined up in my driveway with HOT reporters fighting to talk to me all at once (WHAT?? a girl can dream ok!!). BWHAHAHAHAHA. Idiot. I could just as well have stayed in my PJ'S all day. Something unbeknown to myself I would probably like to attempt once in my life (after initial break up stay in PJ's for 3 days trauma). I still don't see the point, but nor do I see the point of this getting dressed for no apparent reason this particular Saturday in question.
Well I did end up doing something… Driving nearly halfway to durban… (see told you I like to over dramatize)
ok, ok, it wasn't Harrismith but it was close enough and it also started with a 'H' - HEIDELBERG! Yikes! Luckily I was there and back in time to catch the sun. I HATE driving at night, well, I would love too DRIVE Joburg RED at night, never mind paint it, but I can see EFF ALL when I drive in the dark. POOH!
So K and I had ALL the best intentions on this side of the equator to go jolling on Saturday night but ended up pulling out coz it was just MIZZY central in and around my mind and K was knackered, and I couldn't possibly picture myself putting game face on and making small talk with randoms. Aaaaaah, I couldn't think of anything worse. Seriously. So bad. I was so incredibly annoyed at, fuck I cant even tell you what I was annoyed at. The situation I put myself in I guess, the negative mind space I was continually drifting in and out of all day. Be gone NEGATIVITY and Heartache. PLEASE.
Today was no easier either. At least I didn't get all dressed up, just threw on a little sundress after my shower and moseyed around in the sun for a bit. I even potted around in the garden and planted myself a colorful little hanging basket for my balcony (the last one didn't last a month because I forgot or was never home to water it , always out on the jol or sleeping at the ex. lets just say the plant on my balcony wasn't my number 1 priority (My ex was. silly me for thinking it was mutual)) Sigh. HMPH.
I spent some QT with my hammock in the sun with the brush of newly sprouted grass under my toes as I swung to and fro with my feet hanging off the edge. Was nice. For a while, but then lost all appeal and my mind wanted more. 'KEEP BUSY' it subliminally sends me every hour on the hour. The 'hammock-hanging' was obviously not keeping 'BUSY' enough so I packed it up there and headed to my MAC to document and free up some pent up emotional 'stuff'
So there you have it. And there I have it too.
Sionara Sunday. Till next week Brother!
I cant explain all the things going through my mind right now. I thought it would get better on Friday after a few cocktails and traffic jams due to cricket at Wanderers.
I was STUCK in stop start traffic, in what usually takes me 7 minutes to get to MAX, about 45 minutes. Fun thing is about my mind is that I believe I am invincible to all things traffic related and always made out as if it never bugged me, which it possibly never did then, but hell, it fucks me off royally these days, I think my tolerance of self suffering is coming to a slow but steady holt. I don't know how to feel or not feel, or react or keep quiet or what???
I have always been for self sacrifice, and do for others before myself, but as much as I love to loathe that about myself, I think this just might be the time to give up the game face and do me for once.
after all, I'm the only person who defines who I AM….. I am the only one who can put me in a box and label it one thing or another, ONLY me. Others can try, and attempt at making me seem truly awesome, or stamp me as a total failure or dork, but it is entirely up to me if I decide to accept or turn away these claims and tags attached to who they think I should be at the end of the day.
We judge only in others what we despise about ourselves, a more truthful and fitting phrase I have yet to find. So this is where the healing from the INSIDE starts, or should start I guess.
This weekend was a dud in the sense that I was actually a little bit excited about it until I wasn't anymore. (???)
oh and on a side note….. this HAY-FUCKING-FEVER is enough to drive me mentally unstable, if i am not there already that is.. GREAT! I have started speaking like "by dose is pumbanently blocked."
From being a complete wet blouse on friday after my dad deserted me to enjoy his travels in Thailand (yes I know he didn't leave me on purpose to be spiteful, just feels that way… timing, you know… mine always just seems to be off.) You know those people who always seem to be at the right place at the right time? Well I am most definitely NOT one of those. EVER. - Universe, Please look into that for me, and make a kind and thoughtful adjustment, NOW. Thank you and good day.
Anyway like I was saying, from being a complete wet blouse on friday morning, to actually being a little excited as the day progressed, I got a call from Oman to come join her for after work, 2 for 1 cocktails at Milounge in Illovo. Bearing in mind I had dinner with a friend at 7.30 (but I was allowed to go at 6 30 so I could park in the garage BONUS, oh AND spend an hour, 1 WHOLE 60 minute period LESS, by myself) I climbed into my car at just before 5. 20, as Oman was to leave her office at just after 5 and I didn't want to arrive before her (OBVIOUSLY). I figured I would make it there by 5. 35 LATEST, have time for a drink, keep busy, meet new people AND yes, AND make it to my friends house giddy and in time for garage-parking-pre-dinner-prep-myself-glass-of-wine-to-prepare-for-inevetable-break-up-questioning. Phew, mouth full but hopefully you get where my brain is going with this. GOOD GRACIOUS me I could not be have been more WRONG. Not knowing (or caring) a thing about sport, I was clearly not in the know or receive a memo about the cricked game at Wanderers, that was to put me off this awesome happy start to the weekend COMPLETELY. After being re-routed about a GAZZILION times I EVENTUALLY arrived at the center to then fight with and negotiate myself into the smallest little awkwardly positioned parking space…. WITH and audience, those parking extravaganzas are the most fun. NOT! Luckily a lovely, kind, happy smiley, super cool, pretty young lady (She was actually quite ugly and grumpy looking, but I had to be overly nice in the way I described her because she saved me from super embarrassment and kept my sanity intact) on the other side of the parking lot was just leaving, so I quickly zipped into that parking space instead and shrieked with a sigh of relief and at the excitement of OMAN + COCKTAILS.
Left there in time to stop over to get a snack and bottle of vino collapso at the ever faithful WOOLIES. (I wish I could date you Woolies, FOREALIES!)
I arrived at my friend, K's, in time to a parking spot, kept just for me in her garage and enough time to gulp down a glass of liquid courage. Thank goodness and amen.
Dinner was had, explaining was done. Heart got sore, again and for the umpteenth time. I wish it would STOP!
Wine, chit chat, wine, chocolate mouse, wine (rather sour now after the chocolaty goodness in the form of foam in a bowl) more wine was had and evening was concluded with good byes. Bed was enjoyed by all that evening I am sure!
Woke up, still drunk I am convinced, at about 7, hopped into my car and headed home.
The next part is completely beyond me. I got home, fed the animals, got into the shower, got spectacularly dressed did my hair and felt good and then did NOTHING the whole day in the best outfit I have put together in a while (shocker). Maybe I was secretly hoping for something to happen, so I would be prepared if I had to dash out at a last minute request or a meteorite just happened to land in my garden, and a dozen odd press vehicles lined up in my driveway with HOT reporters fighting to talk to me all at once (WHAT?? a girl can dream ok!!). BWHAHAHAHAHA. Idiot. I could just as well have stayed in my PJ'S all day. Something unbeknown to myself I would probably like to attempt once in my life (after initial break up stay in PJ's for 3 days trauma). I still don't see the point, but nor do I see the point of this getting dressed for no apparent reason this particular Saturday in question.
Well I did end up doing something… Driving nearly halfway to durban… (see told you I like to over dramatize)
ok, ok, it wasn't Harrismith but it was close enough and it also started with a 'H' - HEIDELBERG! Yikes! Luckily I was there and back in time to catch the sun. I HATE driving at night, well, I would love too DRIVE Joburg RED at night, never mind paint it, but I can see EFF ALL when I drive in the dark. POOH!
So K and I had ALL the best intentions on this side of the equator to go jolling on Saturday night but ended up pulling out coz it was just MIZZY central in and around my mind and K was knackered, and I couldn't possibly picture myself putting game face on and making small talk with randoms. Aaaaaah, I couldn't think of anything worse. Seriously. So bad. I was so incredibly annoyed at, fuck I cant even tell you what I was annoyed at. The situation I put myself in I guess, the negative mind space I was continually drifting in and out of all day. Be gone NEGATIVITY and Heartache. PLEASE.
Today was no easier either. At least I didn't get all dressed up, just threw on a little sundress after my shower and moseyed around in the sun for a bit. I even potted around in the garden and planted myself a colorful little hanging basket for my balcony (the last one didn't last a month because I forgot or was never home to water it , always out on the jol or sleeping at the ex. lets just say the plant on my balcony wasn't my number 1 priority (My ex was. silly me for thinking it was mutual)) Sigh. HMPH.
I spent some QT with my hammock in the sun with the brush of newly sprouted grass under my toes as I swung to and fro with my feet hanging off the edge. Was nice. For a while, but then lost all appeal and my mind wanted more. 'KEEP BUSY' it subliminally sends me every hour on the hour. The 'hammock-hanging' was obviously not keeping 'BUSY' enough so I packed it up there and headed to my MAC to document and free up some pent up emotional 'stuff'
So there you have it. And there I have it too.
Sionara Sunday. Till next week Brother!
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Pink Drinks = Death
No wonder guys don't drink Pink Drinks! (Dave)
They do bad things to your insides and make you talk a lot and act CRAYZEEEEE.
Miloung Cosmos, 2 for 1, or halfprice... whichever appeals to the pink drink drinker in you... available at all leading 'Fun in a Glass' outlets! wow.
NO!
Or you might end up like one of these various Post Party Losers. SERIAAAAS!
They do bad things to your insides and make you talk a lot and act CRAYZEEEEE.
Miloung Cosmos, 2 for 1, or halfprice... whichever appeals to the pink drink drinker in you... available at all leading 'Fun in a Glass' outlets! wow.
NO!
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| YIKES!!!!! |
Friday, September 10, 2010
20 Something.... Breathe....
I found this on a friend of mines Facebook page. thought I would share it too as so much of it reigns true to the times.
"It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like.
You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared beause you barely know where you are now.
You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones.
What you don't recognize is that they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as confused
as you.
You look at your job... and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you.
Your opinions have grown stronger.
You see what others are doing and find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure and the next, secure.
You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused.
Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.
You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that you want to get to know better.
Or maybe you love someone but they love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you know that you aren't a bad person. One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap.
Getting wasted and acting like an idiot doesn't seem as fun.
You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision.
You worry about loans, money, the future and making a life for yourself... and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!
What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it.
We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.
'Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.' "
"It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like.
You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared beause you barely know where you are now.
You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones.
What you don't recognize is that they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as confused
as you.
You look at your job... and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you.
Your opinions have grown stronger.
You see what others are doing and find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure and the next, secure.
You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused.
Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.
You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that you want to get to know better.
Or maybe you love someone but they love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you know that you aren't a bad person. One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap.
Getting wasted and acting like an idiot doesn't seem as fun.
You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision.
You worry about loans, money, the future and making a life for yourself... and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!
What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it.
We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.
'Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.' "
Bokkie and Beans go Bananas. Not really... but almost.
Just me and the Bokmeister now, to conquer and over rule all that is fun and hole-y.... Like those damn donuts in the fridge....
BOKKIE I LOVE you!!!!!
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Ugly is the new Sexy when it comes to dancing!
LETS UGLY DANCE TOGETHER!!!
You have to check this out!!!! wha ha hah ahaahaha a
http://www3.theuglydance.com/?v=ukdptitpe6
Total coolness and fun! Ugly Dance...... You made my LIFE!!
You have to check this out!!!! wha ha hah ahaahaha a
http://www3.theuglydance.com/?v=ukdptitpe6
BROWN for real!
Here's one for the lonely.
Fuck!
Ok well I love Skype and all but seriously. Log on this afternoon, after I got in from some errands, opened Skype and saw my one friend on, so I click on what I think is her screen and type and hit enter within a matter of seconds. YES! NOOOOO! Smart ass over here was in such fits of excitement that she sent it to the guy under her name.... who happens to be my ex's best mate! It just felt weird.
FML. I feel so retarded right now.
Fuck!
Ok well I love Skype and all but seriously. Log on this afternoon, after I got in from some errands, opened Skype and saw my one friend on, so I click on what I think is her screen and type and hit enter within a matter of seconds. YES! NOOOOO! Smart ass over here was in such fits of excitement that she sent it to the guy under her name.... who happens to be my ex's best mate! It just felt weird.
FML. I feel so retarded right now.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Janda!!!!!!!
If only my phone had a flash... right? and I wasn't so pissed. Then maybe, just MAYBE we would be able to make foot or ass out of this blur of pixels.
Reality BITES. and i like bikes.
Apparently I believe in Fairytale endings? According to Jim, and my doctor person! What the deuce?
Ok fine... I would like to think there are such things but WHAM... there aren't... so there I have it.
Wasn't that hard to be told that and then realize it for myself.... its the plain truth...
THERE ARE NO SUCH THINGS AS FAIRY TALES!
The bike part.... who knows? Maybe in another post. Sometime next century.
MUMBLING as I conclude post "Fairy tales don't exist, bwaf, whatever. Who ever thinks that ...is well, ha, ....uuuh, SHIT, they right!"
Insert here ----> moment of REALIZATION. Kick in the goddamn pants if you ask me.
Bring awn the REAL DEAL then! I can Handle!
Ok fine... I would like to think there are such things but WHAM... there aren't... so there I have it.
Wasn't that hard to be told that and then realize it for myself.... its the plain truth...
THERE ARE NO SUCH THINGS AS FAIRY TALES!
The bike part.... who knows? Maybe in another post. Sometime next century.
MUMBLING as I conclude post "Fairy tales don't exist, bwaf, whatever. Who ever thinks that ...is well, ha, ....uuuh, SHIT, they right!"
Insert here ----> moment of REALIZATION. Kick in the goddamn pants if you ask me.
Bring awn the REAL DEAL then! I can Handle!
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Ger-he-hat-tricks...
Ok so I just got back alone, from the weekend I was supposed to spend in P.E with my EX to see my mother and step dad. I spent the weekend alone and happy (MISERABLE actually but if I put it in brackets no one will really pay attention and take any notice and they will carry on thinking I am MARVELOUS)
Arrival was tricky… I assume they always are when you have ALOT of explaining to do, but not very much knowledge on the subject to make a fully convincing explanation. I mean I was in this relationship for almost 2 years and everyday I find less and less convincing evidence as to why we broke up. It baffles my ever processing mind beyond comprehension. When I start dissecting and analyzing the situation I just end up in fits of hyperventilation and sheets of salt water pour off my cheeks.
I can only come up with REALLY lame reasons which are apparent to me might actually be the cause. I was dropped for, in the words of the most amazing series and one of my ultimate favorite shows "How I Met Your Mother", a 'sandwich' and fucking computer games. (if you are an avid follower of this ever popular series… you will know EXACTLY what I am talking about, if not… get watching and what the hell are you doing reading this! eug!)
How on earth is this ever really supposed to be a comforting and reassuring thought process or reasoning as to why something initially so wonderful and so perfect could come to a grinding and SCREECHING halt almost over night. (in the space of a weekend) How (??)
Beans = BAFFLED Just call me a Confubean. Don't judge.
So after my eminent arrival and water works display (at least I know them tear ducts are in perfect working order, nothing wrong there, but the rest of me bleug) We arrived at my parents homestead and I headed strait to my room, well the one I sleep in when I go visit once in 10 blue moons.
Next on the agenda…. Dinner with the geriatrics…. ok not exactly but almost.
My mother and stepdad, those two are funny I tell you, always a bickering with the 2 of them. sheesh. enough to cure me of all my boy issues and keep me single for life (gulp).
My stepdad is a Scotsman, accent and all. It took me many years to master the call of the Haggis herders and black pudding inhalers. But, eventually when I did…. many good laughs were had at the old mans humor and mockery of lifes current targets. We spent the evening laughing at others expense, The recent floods in Pakistan was one of the unfortunate recent happenings of our giggle fest. I received a message from a friend earlier that day containing such jokes, which were of very bad taste and completely un-PC. But we chuckled away at them regardless.
Fun was had and my mutant mind was kept occupied for a good 3 hours.
Rest of the weekend was a mere survival tactic. I SWEAR.
Dont cry, DONT cry!
well, I cried… ALOT
Whoop-dee-doo.
I am a mess.
I will however be ok. I know it. I just do.
Arrival was tricky… I assume they always are when you have ALOT of explaining to do, but not very much knowledge on the subject to make a fully convincing explanation. I mean I was in this relationship for almost 2 years and everyday I find less and less convincing evidence as to why we broke up. It baffles my ever processing mind beyond comprehension. When I start dissecting and analyzing the situation I just end up in fits of hyperventilation and sheets of salt water pour off my cheeks.
I can only come up with REALLY lame reasons which are apparent to me might actually be the cause. I was dropped for, in the words of the most amazing series and one of my ultimate favorite shows "How I Met Your Mother", a 'sandwich' and fucking computer games. (if you are an avid follower of this ever popular series… you will know EXACTLY what I am talking about, if not… get watching and what the hell are you doing reading this! eug!)
How on earth is this ever really supposed to be a comforting and reassuring thought process or reasoning as to why something initially so wonderful and so perfect could come to a grinding and SCREECHING halt almost over night. (in the space of a weekend) How (??)
Beans = BAFFLED Just call me a Confubean. Don't judge.
So after my eminent arrival and water works display (at least I know them tear ducts are in perfect working order, nothing wrong there, but the rest of me bleug) We arrived at my parents homestead and I headed strait to my room, well the one I sleep in when I go visit once in 10 blue moons.
Next on the agenda…. Dinner with the geriatrics…. ok not exactly but almost.
My mother and stepdad, those two are funny I tell you, always a bickering with the 2 of them. sheesh. enough to cure me of all my boy issues and keep me single for life (gulp).
My stepdad is a Scotsman, accent and all. It took me many years to master the call of the Haggis herders and black pudding inhalers. But, eventually when I did…. many good laughs were had at the old mans humor and mockery of lifes current targets. We spent the evening laughing at others expense, The recent floods in Pakistan was one of the unfortunate recent happenings of our giggle fest. I received a message from a friend earlier that day containing such jokes, which were of very bad taste and completely un-PC. But we chuckled away at them regardless.
Fun was had and my mutant mind was kept occupied for a good 3 hours.
Rest of the weekend was a mere survival tactic. I SWEAR.
Dont cry, DONT cry!
well, I cried… ALOT
Whoop-dee-doo.
I am a mess.
I will however be ok. I know it. I just do.
Monday, September 6, 2010
Balls and Bra straps!
Apart from the fact that I have been waiting at the airport on a delayed flight for the last 3 hours.... My bloody bra strap just broke and I now have to face the grumpy cabin crew lopsided with a face smile! GREAT. Love my life!
Balls and broken bra straps..... The name of my first novel about why I hate soccer and the peculiar breaking of bra straps et al!
Thank you universe for the timing and good night Vietnam!
Balls and broken bra straps..... The name of my first novel about why I hate soccer and the peculiar breaking of bra straps et al!
Thank you universe for the timing and good night Vietnam!
AND
So there!
It's BAD
You know its bad when you have NO inclination or will to shop WHATSOEVER! (??????????????) Whimper....
And yes... I owe a few more posts..... I know.
Now get off my back monkey! OFF and gone with you!
And yes... I owe a few more posts..... I know.
Now get off my back monkey! OFF and gone with you!
Friday, September 3, 2010
Today!
I have entered a new phase in my life….. TRUST no one.
I have also began to work thought all my suppressed feelings and emotions and sort and sift through each and every possible reason and solution for what, where, how, why, when?
I am tired. Inside and out. Of always struggling with inner conflict. It is so draining, sucking the life out of me drop by measly drop.
Enough. I want to start healing and building and loving and being, but to the point where it adds joy into my life, not constantly removing it because I over analyze everything!
TODAY…. it starts TODAY!!
I have also began to work thought all my suppressed feelings and emotions and sort and sift through each and every possible reason and solution for what, where, how, why, when?
I am tired. Inside and out. Of always struggling with inner conflict. It is so draining, sucking the life out of me drop by measly drop.
Enough. I want to start healing and building and loving and being, but to the point where it adds joy into my life, not constantly removing it because I over analyze everything!
TODAY…. it starts TODAY!!
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Skype Realisation....
Realisation on Skype while chatting to a friend...
1 positive
9:26 AM
I made a new friend
9:26 AM
and lover
9:27 AM
Friend = Fishpaste, My new little pony (!!!)
9:27 AM
and
9:27 AM
Lover = Couch
9:28 AM
always there when I need him, never talks back, very comforting, and will always catch me if I fall.....
SPECTACULAR!
1 positive
9:26 AM
I made a new friend
9:26 AM
and lover
9:27 AM
Friend = Fishpaste, My new little pony (!!!)
9:27 AM
and
9:27 AM
Lover = Couch
9:28 AM
always there when I need him, never talks back, very comforting, and will always catch me if I fall.....
SPECTACULAR!
Woweeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
I just found the MOST MOST MOST Perfect gift to be given this year... seeings as my birthday is coming up and all.....
So I am in love with Tretchikoff's work and all and all right? RIGHT!
AND I just found this website where you can order prints and canvases..... I am in absolute EXTATICS here and have not stopped jumping up and down since!
This is the happiest, officially, I have been in nearly 3 weeks (sober that is).
So all my answers from now on will be.... Tretchikoff PRINT!
YOWZA and Good day!!
So I am in love with Tretchikoff's work and all and all right? RIGHT!
AND I just found this website where you can order prints and canvases..... I am in absolute EXTATICS here and have not stopped jumping up and down since!
This is the happiest, officially, I have been in nearly 3 weeks (sober that is).
So all my answers from now on will be.... Tretchikoff PRINT!
YOWZA and Good day!!
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
HAPPY SPRING!
Happy Shmappy!
Just thought I would liven up and add some spring in here given the date and nose full whiffs of Jasmine. And no, I was not talking about our next door neighbors domestic worker.
HAPPY SPRING.
Bonkers on Basics. My weakness.
Can today just PLEEEEAAAAASSSSEEEE end already. Mopey Mc Mopenstein over here has had enough and is about to fall down into the fetal position and wiggle under my couch (my safe space even tho it only allows a gap of about 17cm from the ground).
Just a quick shop later, literally less than 30 minutes, I BBM Oman to let her know that our conversation about her toiletry spending spree this weekend has not fallen on deaf ears, but has reminded me I needed to do the same and did so. The conversation involved her not just telling me what she had bought during her spending extravaganza, but showing me the dozens (I like to OVER exaggerate, you will notice this about me) of deodorants and YUMMY smelling delights. "NO WONDER your basic toiletries cost you 800 BUCK" Shrieked her Omammy.
HA HA.
I just spent 700 South African ronds on basic toiletries. No make up, nothing special or extra ordinary.... JUST BASICS. 5 of which being under arm deodorant (nothing out of the ordinary, if anything I held back this month (!!!) a girls gotta smell nice right). 2 antiperspirant and 3 AWESOMLELY smelling Mono-a-go-go attracting scents. GOSH, I wish I could find a repellent.
Conversation with Oman RE: Toiletries! about 15 minutes ago.
Thank you.
Just a quick shop later, literally less than 30 minutes, I BBM Oman to let her know that our conversation about her toiletry spending spree this weekend has not fallen on deaf ears, but has reminded me I needed to do the same and did so. The conversation involved her not just telling me what she had bought during her spending extravaganza, but showing me the dozens (I like to OVER exaggerate, you will notice this about me) of deodorants and YUMMY smelling delights. "NO WONDER your basic toiletries cost you 800 BUCK" Shrieked her Omammy.
HA HA.
I just spent 700 South African ronds on basic toiletries. No make up, nothing special or extra ordinary.... JUST BASICS. 5 of which being under arm deodorant (nothing out of the ordinary, if anything I held back this month (!!!) a girls gotta smell nice right). 2 antiperspirant and 3 AWESOMLELY smelling Mono-a-go-go attracting scents. GOSH, I wish I could find a repellent.
Conversation with Oman RE: Toiletries! about 15 minutes ago.
Me: 700 rand on toiletries... Of which 5 being deodorants..... Me: FUCK Me: I bet boys only spend 100 Me: No wonder they smell funny! O 'man: I am having a bit of dischem dejavu, exachery (exactly) doesn't say
why they stupid tho Me: .....I am blogging as we speak Me: NEED Me: BLOG Me: NOW
End day.... please.....!
Thank you.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Dinner With the Girls Tonight!
Love them!
Let the giggles begin.
OUT.
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