Entries from February 2008 ↓

Its twelve days before my wedding, and I’m becoming a worse blogger by the hour. I’m sorry for not posting any updates or anything of much value, but my head is so busy with all the final arrangements. Checking my lists (in my head), and checking them again… and again… and again.

I get these butterflies in my stomach, and I don’t know if its from excitement, or from worry. I struggle to sleep, cause I’m thinking too much. Not that I’m complaining – I love dreaming about the big day, and imagining everything before hand, but I just need a little more sleep if I want to get up just after 5am each day.

I have terrible hay-fever, and the meds I’m taking for it makes me really drowsy – which doesn’t help my concentration span at work after a night of little sleep.

This past weekend I went for my hair trial, and it was a total disaster! I looked like a blown up poodle. You might (or might not) know that my hair is hanging well below my shoulders, but somehow the hair dresser managed to curl it so much, that is didn’t even touch my shoulders. I looked hysterical if I think back on it, but at that moment I was furious. I looked like crap, honestly. I’m going for ANOTHER hair trial, to try out a different technique, and hopefully I won’t look as ridiculous this time round!

We also had a mock photo session with our photographer, where he basically explored the garden in which we want to take our photo’s, and I must admit that I was really impressed by his ability. I didn’t expect him to be bad or anything, but our wedding is his first, though after seeing what he’d done, I would definitely not have said that its his first wedding. He has really great ideas, and he knows his camera incredibly well. At least that’s one more thing that I can be confident about, and that I don’t have to spend nights awake for. After all, the photo’s are all we have left afterwards!

I also fit my dress again yesterday, and all the ‘problem areas’ have been fixed now. Its very close to being finished, I guess its on no. 99

At work things are starting to pick up again, and I have to get myself sorted out, and stop thinking about wedding plans constantly. There’s a lot of work to be done!

I hope you all have a fabulous week, and please excuse my absence!!

Look what I found at the gadget shop! I want one of these, as I’m constantly talking to people in the traffic. Good thing the standard ones come only with faces, and not a key board…

“Whether you’re sitting bored in traffic, kindly let out by a driver or harassed by the one behind you who’s oblivious to your rear bumper – Drivemocion™ helps you communicate with other drivers. It’s an illuminating car message sign, expressing emotions to either calm road rage with smiley’s & “thanks” “

One of the biggest “no-no” on a wedding invitation is asking for gifts – the only worse thing you can do, is to ask for money. These days this etiquette seem to have been discarded completely. I’ve received quite a few wedding invites lately, and all of them asked for money, instead of gifts.

Personally it would make me extremely uncomfortable asking for anything whatsoever on my wedding invitation, which is why we didn’t do it. It feels asif you’re inviting the guests, but with a hidden agenda?

Surely everyone knows that they’re welcome to give a gift if they want, but putting that smack in the middle of your wedding invite is just a bit too forward for me. Its like asking your guests an entrance fee?

We’ve only invited people who we really WANT to attend our wedding, and we didn’t invite them because we thought they’d give us nice prezzies! Instead we look forward to spending this incredibly special day with the people who we love. Our friends, and our family. Because we really want them there for their company.

Here are some folks who agree with me: Lifestyle @ iAfrica

1. I can see your point, but I still think you’re full of shit.
2. I have plenty of talent and vision. I just don’t give a damn.
3. How about “never”? Is “never” good for you?
4. It sounds like English, but I can’t understand a word you’re saying.
5. I see you’ve set aside this special time to humiliate yourself in public.
6. Ah, I see the f***-up fairy has visited us again.
7. You are validating my inherent mistrust of strangers.
8. I’m already visualizing the duct tape over your mouth.
9. The fact that no one understands you doesn’t mean you’re an artist.
10. Someday, we’ll look back on this, laugh nervously and change the subject.
11. I will always cherish the initial misconceptions I had about you.
12. I don’t know what your problem is, but I’ll bet it’s hard to pronounce.
13. Any connection between your reality and mine is purely coincidental.
14. I like you. You remind me of when I was young and stupid.
15. What am I? Flypaper for freaks!?
16. I’m not being rude. You’re just insignificant.
17. Thank you. We’re all refreshed and challenged by your unique point of view.
18. It’s a thankless job, but I’ve got a lot of Karma to burn off.
19. Yes, I am an agent of Satan, but my duties are largely ceremonial.
20. No, my powers can only be used for good.
21. I’m really easy to get along with once people learn to worship me.
22. You sound reasonable…time to up my medication.
23. I’ll try being nicer if you’ll try being smarter.
24. I’m out of my mind, but feel free to leave a message.
25. I don’t work here. I’m a consultant.
26. Who me? I just wander from room to room.
27. My toys! My toys! I can’t do this job without my toys!

Dispatcher: 9-1-1 What is your emergency?
Caller: I heard what sounded like gunshots coming from the brown house on the corner.
Dispatcher: Do you have an address?
Caller: No, I have on a blouse and slacks, why?

Dispatcher: 9-1-1 What is your emergency?
Caller: Someone broke into my house and took a bite out of my ham and cheese sandwich.
Dispatcher: Excuse me?
Caller: I made a ham and cheese sandwich and left it on the kitchen table and when I came back from the bathroom, someone had taken a bite out of it.
Dispatcher: Was anything else taken?
Caller: No, but this has happened to me before and I’m sick and tired of it!

Dispatcher: 9-1-1 What is the nature of your emergency?
Caller: I’m trying to reach nine eleven but my phone doesn’t have an eleven on it.
Dispatcher: This is nine eleven.
Caller: I thought you just said it was nine-one-one
Dispatcher: Yes, ma’am nine-one-one and nine-eleven are the same thing.
Caller: Honey, I may be old, but I’m not stupid.

My Personal Favorite!!!
Dispatcher: 9-1-1 What’s the nature of your emergency?
Caller: My wife is pregnant and her contractions are only two minutes apart
Dispatcher: Is this her first child?
Caller: No, you idiot! This is her husband!

And the winner is……….
Dispatcher: 9-1-1
Caller: Yeah, I’m having trouble breathing. I’m all out of breath. Darn….I think I’m going to pass out.
Dispatcher: Sir, where are you calling from?
Caller: I’m at a pay phone. North and Foster.
Dispatcher: ! Sir, an ambulance is on the way. Are you an asthmatic?
Caller: No
Dispatcher: What were you doing before you started having trouble breathing?
Caller: Running from the Police.

Pity its almost bed time!!! I wanted to tell you – specially the international readers…

I still get shocked by things that happen in South Africa – even though I live here.

Someone told me today, (and you might scold me for being so naive) , but there are really people in South Africa who sell their babies. Even sell them in pieces. Why you might ask? Selling organs on the black market? Nope. They sell them to the sangoma’s (traditional healers), who use them in the muti (medicine type potions).

This is absolutely horrifying, and not something that I deal with in my culture, but this is something that is relatively common in black cultures in South Africa. Its not like all black people do this, but they at least know about it.

As for myself, I knew that the sangoma’s brew muti with body parts, but never thought that it went as far as this. Its cannibalism and just sheer insanity.

I find it revolting.

I was going to do another post now, and I knew what it was about, but somehow I lost it. How the heck does that happen? Ugh. I’m doing too many things at once. *sigh*

I’ve been reading on the PETA site ever since reading DiamondSaphire’s post on animal cruelty. I have to force myself not to think of it, so on a completely different note…

Today at work was OK, my traffic this morning what 100x better!! I tried a different route, and it took me only half an hour to get to work. Only downside is I have to leave home at 6:15, and then I get to the office at 6:45. Suppose that’s just the way the traffic works. I had enough to do at work, nothing major though. I had a weird bathroom experience – now I know what you might be thinking, just listen first! There’s a woman, from another office, whom I’ve greeted on the stairs a couple of time, but I don’t even know her name. Well today, each time I went to the bathroom, she was there too. After a while i thought that maybe she’s there the whole time, but I saw her leave, and come out of the office too. LOL. Its just like our bladders were synced – for the day. Its really freaky! Have you ever had that? That you’re bathroom synced with a stranger? Even with someone you know? Maybe I’m the only weird one

Well, I still don’t know what I wanted to blog about, so I’ll just say goodnight for now.

(The irony about this post? I only did the title at the end, and I couldn’t remember the word “amnesia” – *sigh*)

I’m really bad at following up on awards. Sorry guys (and girls). Recently Kristyn awarded me with an award, so I thought I’d better display it, before you all thought I have something against being awarded

I know, I know, it was on the 12th of Feb already, but Kristyn gave me the “Flower Smeller” banner

Thank you sooo much Kristyn

The original award is from www.gosmelltheflowers.com

Not quite yet, but I’m getting there… I got 75 words per minute, how many can you do?

75 words

free Touch typing

If I think of twisting balloons, I think of it as entertainment for little kids, but these photos taken at a “Balloon Fashion Show” in China illustrate how far it has come as an art form.
Some are amazingly imaginative and detailed!

These “designers” are pretty good at what they do! Still, I’m not sure if I would risk wearing such a fragile costume