Posts tagged ‘Dreadful warnings’

Apparently I blog about South African politics a lot.

I like South Africa. Honest.

And I like politics. Double Honest.

Politics in South Africa scare the crap out of me.

It scares me that Jacob Zuma is predicted to be elected on Wednesday as the next president of South Africa. btw… read that link above any other link on this post.

Next election I want to be president of South Africa. Oh wait. I can’t.

Maybe if I just get a criminal record first, then I will be applicable.

This is a crock.

The South African so called democracy is such a bunch of flooey.

Pity. Because I like this place. Honest.


April 20, 2009 at 11:06 am 5 comments

Treats are fun because it’s nearly my birthday

I am having lots of fun planning lots of fun treats for you all as a month long celebration of my birthday. If I weren’t a lady I’d tell you my age, because I am very proud of it. However, lady code says I am not allowed. *pity*

Yesterday’s face lift was treat number one. No more eye injuring bright colours for you lovely people.

(Plus Photoshop experience is needed in my new position at work and I like to keep skillz fresh and all)

In any case. This month’s shenanigans may or may not involve a giveaway. (I know I have said this before and not followed through but this time I mean it… maybe) A giveaway of one of my favourite things. I learned this was my favourite thing not long after Meeka arrived a few months ago. Story to come…later…

It all boils down to me. And my birthday.

Tomorrow, a treat for you my lovely readers. Hillbilly Duhn and I go waaaaay back. She was one of my first loyal readers and we have grown into wonderful bloggy friends. Can’t wait to read what you have down your sleeve Hillbilly!

Let the treats begin!!!

April 7, 2009 at 7:28 am 6 comments

April is birthday month.

I’ve been craving birthday cake…and for good reason. In the next four weeks I have 9 birthdays of my family to celebrate including my own.

Parties are the bomb.

Stay tuned for the chaos to come…

April 1, 2009 at 12:57 am 7 comments

Bad case of the Mondays

Some days I like to think that I am going to have a good day. I like to think this way, it keeps me motivated. Good day good day…

Until I get out of bed…

Maybe it’s a little post-wedding blues. Maybe it’s the changing of seasons. Or maybe just maybe it’s intuition being a bitch. I can feel when my days are going to be crappy. It’s my gift and my curse. The days when Hubs moved the soap so far away that I can’t reach it from the bath or when he used the last of the loo paper without replacing the roll, I just know deep in my gut that I should go straight back to bed.

But I don’t. I trudge on. Trudging means hope. Hope that tomorrow will be smoother. Hope that in a few weeks I will catch a breath. Hope that in the end things will get better. I will be okay.

That’s what I choose to believe anyway.

Maybe if I believe in unicorns strong enough too they might just collect me to take me on a magical ride…

*sigh* …Magical ride…

Although, in actual fact, I hate horses. And that picture completely freaks me the heck out. So nevermind. I’ll deal very happily with the misplaced soap and lack of loo paper thank you very much!

March 30, 2009 at 1:03 pm 3 comments

Today is the day of DESTINY!

Meeka, my BFF love, is arriving in a mere 3.459 hours.

Oh, I will be posting photos… So be warned…

January 29, 2009 at 10:01 am 7 comments