100 Things About Me, Plus 50!

In 2006, this list of 100 things took me several months to write- seriously- and I tried to keep the list in some form of a chronological order too. I hoped it would be greatly appreciated and read with intense attention to detail!


In 2011 I’d been blogging for 6 years, so I added another fifty things to this list! So very much has changed since I set down the first one hundred! One thing that struck me as odd is that there’s no mention of cupcakes or AD/HD in that first 100 things list… Anyhoodle. The extra 50 things isn’t really in chronological order and it jumps around a bit… but I hope you enjoy it.

And now its nearing the end of 2012, and whilst the list still goes to 150 I have removed some of the entries to protect my knucklehead’s privacy and save him from potential embarrassment.


  1. I was born on December 28th 1973.
  2. It was a Friday, 10h30 in the morning.
  3. I weighed 3.26kg (7 pounds 2 ounces) at birth.
  4. I was sitting at five months.
  5. My mom says I could recite nursery rhymes when I was one… I (of course) think I am a genius!
  6. No really… actually the last time I checked I had an IQ of 136… which is only 4 points below gifted you know!
  7. Scary shit people… I do like being smart though!
  8. I can draw- and since I was little I have drawn on any piece of paper I can get my hands on.
  9. I can teach (and have taught) myself to do anything I put my mind to- including programming. I hate admitting that I don’t know something!
  10. I am an excellent public speaker; and I can teach and train other people.
  11. I can speak backwards- phonetically, fluently and fast.
  12. Apparently I refused to continue wearing nappies when I was fourteen months old and my mom came home with my sister B… so whatever sister B did in hers musta scared the bejeebers outta me!
  13. I am the eldest of four children and I have two sisters- B and C- and a brother G.
  14. The same GP delivered all four of us in the same hospital!
  15. My parents had a shotgun wedding in June 1973 ‘coz I was on the way- and that’s what you did back then- but it never even registered with me until my mom asked me if I’d noticed the timing between their anniversary and my birthday, and that if I had I must know I was never not wanted or regretted, etc. We were hanging bathroom curtains at that moment- and honestly, it had never even occurred to me before then! I never did the math!
  16. Since then I quite liked the idea that I was at their wedding too!
  17. One thing I wish I could do is go back and re-photograph my parents wedding for them. They have pictures, but they were taken by a friend of theirs- not a pro- they have none of the classic wedding pictures that one should have.
  18. My parents were high school sweethearts and are still happily married after almost forty years.
  19. My parents always liked my name and both my sisters have two names from famous women, none of us sisters have family names.
  20. Coincidentally- my dad has the same name as my mom’s dad- and his own dad’s name for a second name, and my brother has both as a second and third name! Still with me? Many of the men in our family have my dad’s (which was also my maternal granddad’s) name as a second name- including my knucklehead.
  21. My parents were parents four times over before my mom was twenty seven!
  22. My mom’s parents were married almost sixty years when my granddad caught his last first class flight home to heaven.
  23. My dad’s dad died about twenty years ago of cancer, and my dad’s mom (apart from lots of annoying and strange things she did) was one of those women you want to be like when you get to eighty! She was totally independent- and until the last year of her life she still drove herself around and lived alone. You had to make an appointment to visit ‘coz she was so busy. I love her and I miss her lots.
  24. My grade one teacher went to school with my dad, and she was taught by my dad’s aunt!
  25. My siblings and I all went to the same primary school my dad went to.
  26. When I was in grade one the school wanted me to skip grade 2 and go straight to standard 1, my parents thought it was a bad idea and refused… I sometimes wonder how different my life would have been if they’d said yes.
  27. My siblings and I all went to the same high school my parents went to.
  28. At school I wanted to be a fashion designer- then when I realised there were twenty other aspirant fashion designers in my class,
  29. I decided to become an archaeologist instead.
  30. My high school art major was supposed to be photography, but I met my knucklehead’s father before I could get that far…
  31. I could have done a lot better at school if I had actually studied. I never prepared for one test or exam and maintained a high C average (which in South Africa is still acceptable BTW)… my English and Afrikaans essays and my Art marks especially pulled me through.
  32. Early in standard eight, I was invited to take part in the English Olympiad at the school which would result in much bigger and better things as well as a trip to the Grahamstown Festival. I decided to spend time with my boyfriend instead…
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  34. My parents allowed all four of us children to find out who we were rather than trying to push a round peg into a square hole.
  35. It’s thanks to my parents that I can honestly say I like who I am now.
  36. I got my artistic talent from my mom- she writes poetry too, and she can sing.
  37. I know I can carry a tune- but I leave that to sister B and da bruvva.
  38. Both my sisters write poetry so I leave that alone too!
  39. My mom and dad both taught me integrity and loyalty, so now no matter whom I work for or how much I dislike the job or the people, I give 150% until the day I leave.
  40. My dad is a book lover and turned me into one too.
  41. It’s thanks to my dad that I love Asterix comics.
  42. My dad has an unbelievable wealth of general knowledge and he is an incredible photographer, he was a wedding photographer for well over twenty years. I’m convinced that if he’d had the opportunity, he could have turned pro.
  43. My dad taught us that punctuality is important- even now I loathe being late for anything and I’m usually a little early.
  44. Our whole family enjoys fishing- my sister B and her husband even went fly fishing for their honeymoon! I am the only one who has yet to actually catch a fish though.
  45. Growing up we lived in lots of flats and houses- all rented- and all inside a roughly 20km stretch of our beautiful country.
  46. My parents bought their first house when I was fourteen- it was our tenth move!
  47. The new house was close to everything and we rode our bikes to school.
  48. Most of my life I shared a bedroom with my sister B.
  49. I have spent some time pondering what could have been different about moi had my parents pushed me juuuuust a little harder… it’s not entirely their responsibility I know, but I do wonder.
  50. I got my first real French kiss when I was thirteen.
  51. I started smoking when I was fourteen.
  52. I got drunk for the first time when I was fourteen- haven’t been able to touch tequila since BTW, except in a sunrise or a margarita.
  53. I met my son’s father when I was fifteen; he had the most incredible eyes and dimples…
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  56. I was pregnant at sixteen. Mwaaaaaaaaaaaahahahahahaaaaa!
  57. My son’s father and I split up when we had been together for a year and nine days- I was three months pregnant.
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  59. My son was born on Friday April 5th 1991 at 02h47 after about four hours of labour.
  60. I was seventeen at the time.
  61. It was two years after my knucklehead was born before I had another relationship- it lasted about five months.
  62. About two years after that I met another man and we lived together for nearly three years. That relationship ended VERY badly and I swore off men for good!
  63. Two years later I met another man. We worked for the same company but far apart- and I fell for him REALLY hard. He was a singer and poet. He made me feel like I looked like a super model. He was separated but not divorced- with two children he adored- and after six months he went back to them. He was the first of my boyfriends who made my little boy heart sore when he left. I decided once and for all after he left that that was the LAST time I would allow myself and my son to hurt like we did.
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  66. My son inherited my artistic talent and his paternal family’s gymnastic ability. He is incredibly artistic and creative- the drawings he does freehand and out of his head are quite fantastic- a budding H.R. Geiger maybe…
  67. I collect dragons. My house is was full of them! They were everywhere- wind chimes, fridge magnets, statuettes, pill boxes, lighters, a tea tin, a spoon, a bottle opener, pictures, books, incense holders, picture frames, money boxes, a clock, a ring, a t-shirt, a sarong and candle holders. I even had a small silver one hanging from my rear view mirror. I have a few from overseas too- Australia, Wales and London, but they’re now all in one big display case.
  68. My first car was a light blue, second hand, Mazda 323. It worked very hard, got broken into several times until the only way in was through the boot, and then it got stolen.
  69. My second car was a light blue Ford XR3. It went like a rocket and it had a noisy free-flow exhaust. It gave me lots of grief though… the exhaust fell off four times- I had tyre trouble- gearbox trouble- I could hardly wait to get rid of it!
  70. Then I had an Aquamarine Opel Corsa 160iS (1600CC fuel injected sport for those who can’t decode it) three door hatchback with three spoke mags, roof spoiler, bee-sting aerial and a standard fit radio. I loved it to death- I drove it off the showroom floor with 27km on the clock.
  71. My husband bought me a simply divine silver Audi A3 1.9TDi three door hatch with power steering and aircon and all the bells and whistles… We had to sell it.
  72. I am a cat person in every clichéd sense of the word (yes, every sense- I talk about them, talk to them, spoil them, and carry their pictures with me they have their own blog).
  73. I have trained my cats to “sit” and walk on a leash with a harness, and Greebo will even “wave”. My cats don’t go outside at all except on a leash or in their cat box. Yes- really.
  74. I love going barefoot- the first thing I did when I got home from work was take off my bra and my shoes.
  75. I have long conversations and arguments in my head- quietly- but with all the accompanying head shakes and facial expressions.
  76. I love to savour a good red wine, especially a Pinotage or Cabernet.
  77. I adore make-up, I have too much of it to ever run out… but I keep buying more! And I love doing faces for fun!
  78. I love magazines, but I have a particular fetish for wedding magazines and I spend a fortune on them whenever I can!
  79. I got my first tattoo- a black dragon, about 5cm long and nicely stylized- on the top of my left arm just after my three year long relationship ended.
  80. I got my second one- a small black tribal design that made me think of a dragon- at the top of my right arm about four years later.
  81. My third tattoo was about three years after the second one- a beautiful full colour strawberry in the small of my back.
  82. Why a strawberry tattoo? Because I wanted a tattoo that signified my son. Still puzzled? I toyed with his name, his initials, even a picture of him… then I remembered calling him by the nickname “Strawbreez” until he was about 8 years old!
  83. When I feel like a big change I either get a new tattoo or do something drastic to my hair. And I mean drastic- going blonde overnight (nothing gradual of course), or hacking off all my long hair to just below my ears or something!
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  86. I have five godchildren- and I take my job as godmother very seriously. My goddaughter is one of my littler cousins; my godsons are sister B’s eldest, my best friend’s two boys and da Bruvva’s ex-girlfriend’s little boy.
  87. I, my siblings and our parents are very close, we visit each other a couple of times a month and we email, text and call each other several times a week.
  88. We also have an annual Christmas Sibling Supper with just the four of us. We each have a turn to play host, we each supply a part of the meal, and we each buy one gift. The gift buying has turned into quite a competition- we start shopping months in advance- you see, we try to buy the ugliest, most impractical, kitschiest, kakkest, unlikeliest thing we can find- and then we exchange them. “It” then has to go on display in your house for one year… if it breaks you must fix it, and you can’t hide it away at all… we check on each other too!
  89. I have been EXCEPTIONALLY blessed in my friends, and I thank God for them on a daily basis!
  90. Most of my friends have children who are a lot younger than my son.
  91. I wanted to go back to school when I finished putting my son through school…
  92. I used to think that one day, I would like to make a living from my writing or maybe even website design (still learning that though), or perhaps even teaching or training of some sort…
  93. I love to help friends and family plan weddings and parties for fun- maybe I can even do that for a living one day.
  94. I am a huge Terry Pratchett fan(atic?). I have most of the Discworld stories (in paperback- can’t afford the other kind) and one of my “dreams” is to attend Wadfest (think: a Pterry version of a Trekkie convention, or Woodstock for Pterry readers) in the UK one day.
  95. I read and admire Anne Rice as well- she wrote “Interview With A Vampire”, I have most of her books (in paperback- of course) too. I think she must be one of the most interesting people to talk to (apart from Pterry of course).
  96. I love, love, love science fiction movies and vampire movies and I watch my favourite films over and over again.
  97. I love shoes! If I could I would very likely rival Imelda Marcos’ collection…
  98. My favourite song of all time is James Brown’s “I Feel Good”!
  99. I drink too much Coke…
  100. I’ve been blogging for 7 years, and in that time I have made soooo many friends AND I met my husband!
  101. Thassaright! I am a happily married woman! Contrary to what I had planned for myself, I met and married the most incredible man!
  102. I was single for seven years before I met the man I married! We were reading each other’s blogs and decided a face-to-face meeting was needed since we spent so much time chatting on Skype. For me, and I think for him too, it was love at first sight!
  103. I joined Facebook, and then deleted my account, then recreated it when I could give myself complete privacy, and then they changed it so I deleted my account again, and then joined up again… :p
  104. I’m on Twitter as AngelConradie! Which I love! It lets me keep in touch and I get news before it’s even on the radio or TV!
  105. My aquamarine Opel Corsa was sold 12 years after I bought it…
  106. I am officially the most spoiled woman on the planet! If you don’t believe me you haven’t been reading my blog!
  107. I am now self-employed, but I’m not a programmer or an archaeologist… I bake for a living as The Cupcake Lady (I’m on Twitter too)! How cool is that!?!
  108. My passion for weddings has not diminished, and it has its own website now too, Angel’s Weddings (also on Twitter)! I’m not planning weddings full time, but I am involved in the business and working to get more into it as time passes.
  109. My bestest best friend and I have now been friends for 30 years, and she and her family immigrated to Australia almost 3 years ago. I miss her something awful!
  110. I now have three cats. I had six but I lost my beloved Taxi in April 2011, and Turk and Diva died in early 2012. Greebo, Magic and Minx are our feline furbabies.
  111. We also have three dogs! Thelma and Louise were adopted as adults from Wetnose a year ago after our house was broken into whilst we slept and Riddick was born at SA Guide-dogs but his eyes don’t work properly.
  112. I’m not so much a mommy blogger anymore I don’t think, but I still love doing it! I actually blog about AD/HD more now than I did when my knucklehead was at school!
  113. My darling knucklehead’s AD/HD has become such a huge part of my life! I blog about it a lot and I support several families who are living with it. I host support group meetings at my house and I speak at seminars whenever I can.
  114. I now have eight tattoos and I am still itching for more!
  115. In addition to my first three tattoos, I now have a cupcake on my right calf, a tribute to my folks on my left calf, a binary code bracelet of my knucklehead’s name on my left wrist, a purple ADHD awareness ribbon on my left inner arm and a pair of dragonfly wings across my shoulder blades with the knucklehead’s name in a scroll between them.
  116. I got my ears pierced for the first time when I was 33! Only once though, and I still don’t have any other piercings. 🙂
  117. My darling knucklehead, is no longer at school and is now working full time. Him no longer being at school is such a huge weight off my shoulders!
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  119. I have done a wedding planning course, and I have a few cooking and baking courses I want to do.
  120. I don’t draw much anymore, but I have seen a few things lately that inspired me so I may actually start doing it again!
  121. After 12 years in a flat with my knucklehead, we now live in a beautiful house with our own garage, garden and a pool!
  122. I love DSTV! The knucklehead and I didn’t have it before I met my Glugster, and now we have a PVR decoder which means we can record TV programs without having to bother with a VCR. This has considerably reduced my TV watching as I have it tuned to a music channel while I bake, and when we watch TV it’s the stuff we’ve recorded instead of channel hopping.
  123. I have many pet peeves, bad spelling and grammar being just one of them!
  124. One of my biggest annoyances is traffic, and I report road hogs every chance I get! I name and shame!
  125. I have five nephews with a sixth on the way, and one “unofficial” niece and an “unofficial” nephew.
  126. I take allergy medication every day. I am allergic to about 80 plants and grasses, as well as dust and pet dander and smoke and and and… there’s no way I can avoid them all so I take meds.
  127. I am asthmatic as well, so I take meds for that every day too.
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  129. For our tenth anniversary, my Glugster and I are planning on renewing our vows! We may go to Vegas and get married in one of their chapels, or we’ll have another wedding!
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  131. My darling Glugster and I would love to have a child of our own, but both of us have fertility issues. Spending thousands on fertility treatments, without a guarantee that it will work is just not an option.
  132. My hair is long, and very curly, and naturally dark. I colour it a dark auburn fairly regularly to cover my grey.
  133. Despite my dark hair, my eyelashes and eyebrows are blonde! If I don’t colour them regularly they are practically invisible!
  134. If I had thousands to spend frivolously on cosmetic surgery I would have all my teeth crowned with a beautiful white crown. I loathe my yellow teeth and years of smoking, Coke and coffee hasn’t helped.
  135. I’m not terribly tall, and although 1.64M is about average I am the shortest in my family!
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  137. I have never been on a roller coaster but I did go on a carnival ride once when I was in high school- the ride operator stopped the ride ‘coz he thought I’d passed out! I was mortified…
  138. I’m a stickler for rules and regulations. I stick to the speed limit, I pick a regular till if I have more than 10 items in my trolley, I don’t park in handicapped spaces… and I get exceptionally annoyed with people who think it’s okay to break the rules!
  139. My knucklehead and his biological father started spending time together when he was 19 years old when he told me he wanted to meet his biological father and I contacted him on his behalf. They get on very well and are very much alike!
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  142. I am a Blackberry slut and I can’t imagine going without it! I Facebook, Twitter, keep my calendar up to date, have shopping lists and to-do lists, and make voice notes while I shop or drive!
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  144. I repack shelves and display cases in shops. You know the metal basket things filled with sale DVDs and CDs? I will repack them so that they’re neatly aligned and all facing the right way up. The same with book sale tables. I have also been known to rearrange restaurant and coffee shop décor if it isn’t aesthetic enough.
  145. I never go anywhere without a fan in my handbag! I intensely dislike heat and carrying a fan with me means I can keep myself at least a little bit cool when I’m not home with my electric fan or air conditioner.
  146. I dance. All the time. In the car, whilst I’m baking or cooking, sitting on my bed reading… Often without even realising I’m doing so. And according to my knucklehead and my hubby, I even mime actions to go with the words I am singing or mouthing! The dancing lessons my Glugs and I took a while ago were so much fun!
  147. I love cereal… especially the sweet ones. I can quite happily sit in front of the TV and eat a whole box of Frosties straight out of the box!
  148. I have a very special loathing for reality TV!!
  149. I LUUURV berries! Strawberries, blueberries, raspberries, gooseberries… all of them! I don’t love eating fruit as such, but I can eat berries till they’re coming out my ears!
  150. One of my favourite words is “necrotelicomnicon”. It’s from Terry Pratchett’s Discworld series and it’s become one of my favourite words. I dunno why- but every now and then it pops into my head and gets stuck on repeat for a while.
…come play on my roller coaster

I Am…

I just am. I’m here. 🙂

I have no less than 7 cupcake orders for The Cupcake Lady for this weekend, one of which is for a wedding I’m going to be delivering to on Saturday morning. I love that I have that many orders, but it means there’s not much time for other things. I have finally completed my wedding planning course and handed in my assignment- my presentation was done last night- which frees up my Monday nights again and what I am looking forward to most is lying in bed watching hours and hours of PVR with my darling Glugster!

I’ve missed out so much on all the blogs I usually read… I haven’t been able to do any reading in days!! I miss you guys something awful!

We applied to adopt a couple of dogs from Wetnose and the adoption has been approved. My Glugs and the knucklehead will be fetching them on Saturday June 5th. We coulda done it sooner, but I’d rather be home most of the weekend when they do arrive. Now we go to get a big kennel for them, and collars and leashes and bowls and such.

My daddy darling is really battling with his diabetes, kidneys and blood pressure. His diabetes is mostly under control, but his kidneys are shot and currently functioning at 19%. This forks with his blood pressure something chronic and he can’t keep food down. He can’t sleep which means he can’t recover even a little bit.  He’s now having Eprex shots to aid his drastic anemia, which they say will help with his dreadful nausea and sleeping issues as well as his generally feeling down and having no energy. I do hope it helps. We’re all dreadfully worried about him and my mommy darling is taking serious strain.

The situation with the knucklehead’s father weighs heavily on my heart. A big part of me genuinely wishes he’d ignored my letter, or told me he doesn’t want to meet the knucklehead. When I told Damien he’d called me back and we’d made plans to meet- which is now happening on Monday night May 31st– Damien wasn’t hugely excited or anything, he just said “Cool.” which is his standard response. Then yesterday I left my phone at home by accident, and Damien was answering it for me. His father phoned, and Damien says the man was so excited to talk him! The knucklehead was so chuffed he even emailed me to tell me his father is psyched to meet him. Firstly when the knucklehead mailed me I thought he’d been phoned on his phone so I was anxiously curious about how his father had gotten his number, but when I was driving home I was thinking about it and I registered he’d probably called on my number. Apparently he called to say he could help the knucklehead find a job, and that also got me curious because I hadn’t said anything to him about that aspect… which again makes me wonder if he’s reading me here… but that just has me curious. What’s getting to me is how stoked Damien is to meet him. Its making me heartsore that he is so eager and excited to meet his biological father. I am very glad he is, I think I would much rather have him happy about it that being miserable and pissed off with the man… but at the same time I really wish he wasn’t looking forward to it quite so much. Does that make sense…? I do wish he’d waited till after the wedding to ask me to find the man though… I coulda done without the additional stress at this point 😐

The wedding plans are going fabulously well. I would like to get as much as possible sorted and finalised and paid before the world cup starts because so many of my service providers are bus during the world cup. Our wedding dance is going to be great fun. We’re working on that every week now too. And there’s still time to make a donation to my nephew Nathan’s account for the “seat raffle” if you’d like to… 😛

My job is busy as all hell. We’re all paddling furiously to keep our heads above water, and all I want to do is stay home and bake 🙁

Hopefully things will get back to my version of normal soon…

I Am Still Here…

Alive and kicking you could say.
I can’t remember when last I didn’t post every day, and I am REALLY missing the post comments I find in my inbox… Sorry bunnies, I know how many hundreds of daily readers I have whom I have been disappointing day after day this week.


Well, what have I been up to?
Last weekend was a TweetUp at 8UNNI’s house, which was great fun. Meeting up with several of the usual suspects as well as meeting some new Tweople, and talking and laughing till late. And it was Easter of course- which meant cold meats and salads with the family at Sister B’s place. No egg hunt though ‘coz the boys are apparently “too old” for it. I think thats baloney and I will be insisting on an egg hunt next year. Apart from sleeping and catching up on housework that pretty much sums up our weekend. Oh, and a date night! Dinner at “The Butcher Shop” in Sandton and then a movie. We were a little disappointed with the restaurant. I think they lose some food quality to the sheer enormity of the place! I’ve never in my life seen such a big restaurant. We saw “Race to Witch Mountain” and it was pretty entertaining.

We’re still dancing and loving it! And our instructor is continually inpressed with our performance as a couple. I can now Cha-Cha, Foxtrot, Rumba, Waltz, Tango, Mambo, Boogie, East Coast Swing and West Coast Swing! Its fargin awesome!!

Sadly we missed out on our sprinkling of baby dust and are not yet preggers- BUT our blood test results were fabulous. To check whether I am ovulating I had to be tested on D21 of my 25 day cycle, which was last Friday. We had a bit of a mission finding a lab open on a public holiday, but we got it done. The results say I am immune to Rubella (German measles), I am definitely ovulating, and mine and my Glugster’s bloodgroups are compatible, so no RH complications when we do get me knocked up. This is a huge weight off my mind as I’m sure you can imagine. Now if we can just get to the next step in the process…

And then the knucklehead, in his pretty much drunken state at his birthday party, took a couple of hits off a bong and has thus tested positive again. He was inebriated, so his normally dreadful impulse control was stretched to its limit… but I am disappointed. And worried about how he’ll be able to handle himself when he’s out drinking and not in the safe setting of “home”. And I am very pissed at his friends. They’re no longer welcome in my house.
Yes, we’re still testing.

And I’m Twittering and loving it!

My daddy darling is still battling… he still has pain in his arm and shoulder, and we’re waiting for the rheumatologist to find a space to fit him in. He’s also battling some days to keep food down which means he can’t keep meds down, and then his sugar goes nuts which upsets his kidneys and then his heart battles and and and…

Tomorrow I have my annual performance appraisal. They usually go pretty well, and my bosses are truly fantastic when it comes to giving credit where its due (all year round) and providing constructive criticism… but I still dread it. Every year.
Wish me luck.


I need a holiday.

My Feet Hurt…

But what a weekend!!!

On Friday we took a half-day off each and headed for a holiday house outside Ballito. da Bruvva and his new GF drove with us, and we arrived at about 10:30PM when tbe rest of my clan had all taken the day off and arrived in the morning. The holiday house is HUGE!! Each couple had their own bedroom-albeit single beds- and the bathrooms we shared.

We saw so much cosmos along the way, and its such a pretty flower! My Glugs naturally stopped so I could take a few pictures… isn’t he sweet!?!??

We were pretty knackered when we got there, and went to bed not long after that, and slept fairly late on Saturday morning. Then we realised we’d packed Glugs’ suit, socks and shoes- but no shirt or tie- so it was off to Edgars in Umhlanga at Gateway to get that sorted. On the way we stopped first at Ballito Mall and were seriously impressed by the Wimpy there. Fantastic service and great food. My toast was even still warm. We strolled around a little and ended up getting me a new big green handbag, a pair of purple Ugg-like boots and a pair of Crocs sandals… and then going to Edgars for Glugs’ shirt and tie.
On getting home, we showered and shared hairdriers and such and got dressed and ready for my cousin’s formal wedding in Durban. And because we all worked so hard to be ready on time due to sharing a holiday house- we were ready waaaaaaaay too early! It paid off though because we got to the church in plenty of time and parked inside the church property instead of in the street. And we stopped for fuel.
It was a Catholic ceremony, and I was honestly surprised by its short and sweet-ness. I had never attended a Catholic wedding, and the program seemed long- but it was lovely, and my cousin and his bride smiled non-stop.
The reception was at a place in Ballito called Braeside, and it is so beautiful. The couple had us wait with a violin and flute duet while we sipped on cosmopolitans and nibbled on nuts and biltong. They had a framed picture of themselves that people could sign with wishes and messages, and when they arrived they cut their cake, and then we showered them with fresh rose petals before they headed out for photographs and we headed into the banquet area.

It was exquisitely decorated in red, silver and crystals, with faerie-lights in the draped ceiling. The ladies were gifted with little crystal bracelets, which decorated every other serviette ring and everyone wore them all night.

We boogied till late, and I managed to keep my shoes on for most of the evening- but I couldn’t keep them on all night, my feet just hurt too much. Glugs and I got a chance to practice the boogie- with a twist, and we Rumba’d… unfortunately not getting a chance to Foxtrot.
It was very cool to see and party with a bunch of family members I hadn’t seen in a long time, and Glugs looked very dashing in his black suit and red tie, and me all in black too (very bad etiquette I know- but it is flattering). The bridal car was filled with balloons blown up by all the guests, and we sent them on their way before continuing to party for a bit.

On a parenting note.
We decided to leave the knucklehead home alone this weekend- to look after the cats and house-sit for us. There are no words to describe my neurotic paranoia, bunnies… I’d never left him home alone for an entire weekend before, and I was very worried. I showed him a Springleap T-shirt I had ordered for him and told him he could have it on Sunday if we got home to a tidy- and still standing- house.
I only phoned home 4 times- and twice I got his voicemail, and it took a lot of control not to keep phoning till he answered…
I only thought of it when we got there- but we could have taken him with us and just let him stay at the holiday house and enjoy the beach whilst we were at the wedding. He does so love the sea…
But he did fine. The house was relatively tidy- compared to how he usually leaves the kitchen and living-room area, the cats were fed, and there was no evidence of fire or parties, so I thanked him and gave him his T-shirt.
It bodes well.
I hope.

So We Think We Can Dance…

Feather trim, sequins, floaty dresses, spotlights, high heels, mirror balls, music… Isn’t this what you see when you imagine ballroom or Latin dancing?
Heh heh…
Apart from the music and some flashing lights- we had none of those things last night!
But what a time we had.
It was incredible.
We started with a boogie, to sort of warm up, and then we learned to Foxtrot. After that we learned to Rumba.
Okay, I say we- I mean I learned… Glugs has done this before so for him it’s a case of waking up muscle memory again.
Our instructor was- in his words- pleasantly surprised. He said he had a great time teaching a couple who fitted together and complimented each other so well, and a couple who had talent! And I was complimented on my posture as well- which I always thought was dreadful.
I giggled, and we laughed, and we smiled, and I looked into my Glugs’ eyes the whole time we were dancing.
Aaah, bliss…
Halfway through our lesson- we were informed that we’d be taking part in a competition in June!!!
I promptly tripped over my Skechers… that’s like right around the corner!!!
I am terrified I won’t remember everything from week to week and embarrass myself… though there’s the upside that I will get to go shoe shpoping soon for some proper dancing shoes.