Jou Ma!!!!!

Yesterday, after work, I took a walk to the shops on the corner and was bustling up and down getting food and movies. As I was walking along the pavement to pick up my take-ways, the two car guards that stand there every day got into a loud fight (Coloured man and woman, each sporting what in SA is fondly referred to as pap-bek.... and nobody wears those QUITE as comically as they do here in Cape Town!)

I had only just turned my full attention to this animated pair, when *ZIP* the man BOLTS out into the street running away from her, only barely avoids getting hit by a car and turns around in her direction with a large toothless grin and gives a little jig(The tune for Nya nya nya nya NYAAAAAAAA NYAAA!!!!! comes to mind).

I was watching him with wild amusement when his dance was abruptly cut short by an object FLYING towards him and straight past his head! A pole, about a metre long. This rapidly changed his jig into..... yes..... more running.

After that... I am going to be ALOT more cautious when saying No to her requests for small change.... I may be impaled from behind....

What a way to go...

PRK

Half a Century of Classic Awesomeness

So my lovely sister is here from Johannesburg this for her THIRTIETH birthday. It also just so happens that our younger brother turns TWENTY in three days…… Why am I starting to feel like the only unplanned child here…..hmmmmmm…… moving on!!

To celebrate these two big birthdays I will be hosting a sleepover at my flat for the three of us and the plan is to go out on a good old-fashioned bender. The good thing about the Supermodel City is that it is still pretty safe to walk home from the pub at 3am and not be constantly prepared to break into a run to avoid a gang ass-raping. (bonus)

This will be the first time the three of us are out drinking together, strangely. I see some hugely hilarious events coming up that I will (by obligation) be bringing onto these bloggy blog pages….. stay tuned.

For now though…. Let me get soppy for one moment and say a combined Happy Birthday to them both. The strongest, funniest pair of bastards I know. Let’s make this the hugest party celebrating the funkiest combined 50 years…. I promise to keep the blackmail photos to a minimum.
Love you both – yes, I am using the word Love here.

PRK

Im... Too sexy for my pants...

One of the guys who rents from us affectionately refers to himself as The Rodder. (Paints a picture already, right?) He is a middle-aged white man, with absolutely no sense of personal space or appropriate behaviour.

Now, "The Rodder" has a secretary, who got really angry with him one day and decided to reveal to us that he ALWAYS sits at his desk playing with his cock. I have, since, battled to look at him the same.

Today, with the new phone lines being installed, I went to him to confirm his requirements and while I was talking to him, he stood in front of me (tall dude) with both hands in his pockets and "adjusted" his underpants in the front. And not subtly either -- he bent his legs OUTWARDS as if the undies were really jammed in there...

Now --- can you just imagine the look on my face???

Rich people.... Where are they FROM??


PRK

Lemmings

Marriage…. Now there is an interesting subject…

A little sensitive in some cases…. But an interesting topic.

I was watching “He’s Just Not That Into You” recently and Ben Affleck’s yummy character gives his argument on how unnecessary the entire institution is. Friends don’t race off to make their friendship official – why do people in relationships?

I am not as entirely opposed to the idea as THAT… but I do firmly believe that it’s not a path for everyone. The high divorce rate is certainly proof!!!

There are some couples who were simply meant for one another… it’s clear to both them and everyone around them. And to them I truly do wish every happiness (you know who you are!).

But then!! You get those people – and I am going to blame the women for this one!! – who get married because “since I was a little girl I have imagined my wedding day…” – sound familiar? (**telepathic face-five**) Never mind the fact that you are in a relationship with a man who you can’t really see eye-to-eye with. Or that secretly, you are just planning a wedding to add some excitement to the dull day-to-day routine that you have slipped into.

Hmmmm…. Perhaps I am being too cynical. Hahahahha :)


PRK

2010 - aaaaaare yoooooooouu readyyyyyy???

New Year, new beginning, new blog layout!!!

I know it is extremely delayed – but here is wishing you a fantastic New Year, and hoping that it brings loads of good things.

My resolutions are simple this time around --- save up enough money to go on an amazing European trip with my esteemed Amigo next year and learn to play my new guitar like a f*cking rock star. Oh, and I think that actually attending OppiKoppi is a must this year!

The year is off to a pretty interesting start so far – this weekend I am going to the wedding of one of my closest friends and the girl of his dreams. Feels a little strange that after this weekend he will be a responsible married man / homeowner / lawnmower. Next comes the rugby team of mini-me’s!! Best I wear my waterproof mascara and prepare my stomach for the certain row of suitcases I will be downing at the cash bar!!! Man – the hangover on the flight back is going to be fun….

My visits to Jo’burg just get harder and harder to anticipate. I get all excited about seeing everyone again, and the drinking sessions and the catching up and that wonderfully comforting sense of belonging…. That euphoria is always closely followed by the sinking dread of, once again, saying goodbye to all of that. Bittersweet.

Such is life – “with the sweets, comes the sours”

Watch this space – going to work hard on making this an interesting blog this year.



PRK

Step Two to Being the next Rachel Bilson

I am currently attempting a Detox… for two weeks….

I am only on Day 3 and already feeling it, not in the good glowing-never-felt-better-or-healthier way … but in the oh-my-god-kill-me-now-I-want-a-cheeseburger way…. I am hoping it gets easier as the days go!

Mr CT is being really supportive and has decided to attempt this “enormous” task with me. He is already having beer cravings.. I think those may have started within the first 20 minutes…

Speaking of cravings, it’s funny how simply knowing you cannot have something makes you crazy for it, isn’t it? Human nature will never cease to AMUSE me.

The thing that I have battled with the most so far, funny enough, is the no coffee or sugar rule. These were items I never really worried too much with on a regular basis, thinking I was totally balanced there, but now I miss each and every cup. When Lovely-Rose comes around with that 10:00am cuppa joe and skips my desk I feel like the brave heroine at the end of a black and white movie – fighting back the tears as she watches her true love ride / fly off into the sunset…. (….”goodbye Java…. I will always love you”…..)

So in light of this, I have decided to extend a challenge, to myself and to anyone else who is interested..

Lets call it the Coffee Challenge.

Take one habit that you know you have, and totally erase it from today – it does not have to be food (I, for example am taking Complaining.... me, never....). See if you can go a day without it. Better yet – make it two days. Let’s see if this causes some type of wake up – an eye-opener to how much you exercise your bad habits without even realizing it…

Maybe the mind could use a bit of cleansing, too....


Let me know how you do.


PRK