This is how we all start out.. All full of promise.. running around with our heart on our sleeves.. smiling at bunnies and butterflies..conviced that your life is a love story.. waiting for your prince charming to rescue you from the normalcy that surrounds you.. thinking the world is our oyster and everytime you see an old couple strolling in the park you go.. “aaah! how sweet!”

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Then you meet a handsome sexy guy and he sweeps you off our feet.. saying all the right things.. making all the right moves.. all your girlfriends get jealous and you start planning your wedding..with all the bridesmaids and horses and flowers..and then finally you build up enough courage to ask him out.. He accepts..you tell everyone! this is the moment YOU WERE BORN FOR!… and everytime you see an old couple strolling in the park you go..”aaah, I cant wait to grow old with you!”

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He is fine for awhile.. then the cracks start to show.. he no longer tells you how stunning you are.. but instead tells you how fabulous your friends are.. He no longer calls you every night just to say good night.. he spends less and less time with you and comes up with excuses why.. But he tells you how much you mean to him when he thinks you need it and tells you are the only one for him.. and everytime you see an old couple walking in the park you go..”She must be very patient and understanding..”

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You come home early from work one day.. and he is in bed with your best friend (you know.. the one he said you should be more like).. You feel your heart is breaking.. you feel the tear rip right through.. He rushes up to tell you how it meant nothing.. He tries to explain that you made him do it.. you weren’t being affectionate enough.. you see you vision of marriage die in front of you.. all you can think of is betrayal and hurt and disgust.. you admonish yourself for not seeing it sooner.. you wish there was a way you could unsee what you saw.. a way you can unknow what you know.. a way you can make this all better..and everytime you see an old couple walking in the park you go…” How did she do it?”

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You have kicked him out..you are not ready to face your friends and family yet.. the healing process has begun.. you aren’t ready for much and the only socialising you do is the hello’s and goodbye’s at the office.. You know in time you will love again.. but for now you need to give your heart some time to mend.. You know that next time you will be better at this.. and that you have just learnt a few valuable lessons.. but you also wish that you didn’t have to learn so many damn lessons and that the rules were more clear and less cryptic.. and everytime you see an old couple walking in the park you *sigh* and think to yourself…” I wonder if I will ever find that..”

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Ok.. So most people who know me.. and so many of you think you do..

Hahahahahaha

.. you would know how much I LOOVE cars and car-bling and cruising and anything technological.. I am a gadget buyer.. and doohickey follower and sad to say .. but at times I am guilty of Version Chasing..

So here I am going to share the TWEEL with you.. I have added images and some tech garble..(feel free to only look at the piccies).. I think its cool and all that.. But I prefer my 17” low profiles.. Much sexier!!

I hereby introduce THE MICHELIN TWEEL …Tadaaaaaaa!

Michelin first announced the Tweel in 2005. The name is a combination of the words tire and wheel because the Tweel doesn’t use a traditional wheel hub assembly. A solid inner hub mounts to the axle. That’s surrounded by polyurethane spokes arrayed in a pattern of wedges. A shear band is stretched across the spokes, forming the outer edge of the tire (the part that comes in contact with the road). The tension of the shear band on the spokes and the strength of the spokes themselves replace the air pressure of a traditional tire. The tread is then attached to the shear band. The Tweel looks sort of like a very large, futuristic bicycle wheel.

When the Tweel is put to the road, the spokes absorb road impacts the same way air pressure does in pneumatic tires. The tread and shear bands deform temporarily as the spokes bend, then quickly spring back into shape. Tweels can be made with different spoke tensions, allowing for different handling characteristics.

More pliant spokes result in a more comfortable ride with improved handling. The lateral stiffness of the Tweel is also adjustable. However, you can’t adjust a Tweel once it has been manufactured. You’ll have to select a different Tweel. For testing, Michelin equipped an Audi A4 with Tweels made with five times as much lateral stiffness as a pneumatic tire, resulting in “very responsive handling”

Michelin reports that “the Tweel prototype… is within five percent of the rolling resistance and mass levels of current pneumatic tires. That translates to mean within one percent of the fuel economy” of the tires on your own car. Since the Tweel is very early in its development, Michelin could be expected to improve those numbers.

Source: Michelin

So there you have it guys/girls.. The airless tyre has arrived.. I cant call it eco-friendly cos .. uhm.. air being free… and natural .. and eco friendly.. and available..and all that

But think of how cool it would be never to have a flat tyre.. and that you can go around pissing people off without getting your tyres slashed!… Ha! … (you know who you are )

Not sure how much they will cost or when they will be available locally (if at all). If you do just let me know cos I would like to go inspect one up close and perhaps even test drive one to see whether it would be a smooth ride or not..

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…Next thing you know they will expect me to work..pfffft!

I work in a small office.. and we have one simple joy.. The Party Line!!…woohhooooo!

when it rings it is open season.. whoever answers it can answer it anyway they want to!! and pull the mickey from whoever is on the other side.. *sigh*.. its the simple things that we appreciate soooo much!

But now.. the MSN number has been allocated for work.. so the fun has to stop…waaaaa! I dont think Nobby took the news too good either.. he just sits and stares at the phone now and sighs alot instead of drawing pictures like he is supposed to..(I bought him new crayons and it hasn’t perked him up at all..box is still closed)..

We will have to find some other form of entertainment now.. wonder if I should bring the karaoke machine into the office?? Or perhaps I should glue his chair to the wall and tell him its possessed? HumDrumBum..

The phone will be missed..

..here are some examples of phone fun…ehem, perhaps you shouldn’t do these at home…

“Hello, you are speaking to an automated sex service.. please press one to hear me moan…please press two and I will make you moan.. this call is charged at a rate of R100 per second..condoms are extra…. hello? helloo?? you havent pressed any of my numbers… hello?”

“Thank you for calling Teazers, How may we blow you?”

“Sawubona, Baaas.. de MADDAM ees beezi shayaring de baas.. eh he..”

“What YOU want, eh? Why you always phoning me? I told you to leave me ALONE!! I dont want to do this anymore! STOP harrassing me already and realise once and for all that just because you have a small penis I am still not going to let you near my exit, DUDE!..shees!”

(small girl voice) “Mommy, wheres my mommy.. will you be my mommy.. I want my MOMMY!.. what did you do to my mommy!.. WAAAAAAAA!..*sniff-sniff* you big bad meany.. where is my mommy.. its naptime and I want my mommy.. she sings me songs to make me go beddy bye.. will you sing me a song??.. where is my mommy…”

What will we do for fun now… I think I should go and hook up a webcam pointing to the road and glue a R10 note down.. see who bites.. should make for good entertainment for awhile..

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I love super hero’s and getting swept off my feet just like the next gal..

But I think I will just wait for the movie…

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So I had a Brain Fart this morning…

What would I find if I googled my name??

Now being the naturally curious being that I am, I put my first name in the searchbar “BRIGET” and, Well, this is what I found…

Briget the Midget Videos

Briget gives the world a recipe

Briget discovers the fountain of youth

Briget is not common

Briget owns a town

So then I advanced my search for images only.. I chose 6 of them and this is them..

So there you have it.. And while I have trapped wind in my brain I think I will be tagging others (no rules) and see what happens!

So I Tag.. (drumroll please)… Angel, Sweets, JustBcoz, Glugster, Buffy and Sheena

Cant wait to see yours!

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…hhmmmm

If I had a penis.. I would write my name in the dirt every chance I get..

If I had a penis.. I would never wear loose boxers because the thought of a dangly bits on my thighs offends me..

If I had a penis.. I would wax my tackle regularly.. No-one likes to go down on tumbleweed..

If I had a penis.. I would be hung like a horse.. this I know..

If I had a penis.. I wonder if I too would try sticking it in all sorts of things to see what happens??

If I had a penis.. I would miss my vagina..

If I had a penis.. I would show it to everyone who wanted to look..

If I had a penis.. I would talk to it every day to find out how it was hanging..

If I had a penis.. I would probably be such a slut..

If I had a penis.. I wouldn’t be phoning the girl in the morning.. she would be phoning me.. nonstop.. I’m that Good!

If I had a penis.. I would probably never get much done because I would be staring at it alot ..(wondering what happened to my vagina might be one reason)

If I had a penis.. Guys would hate me and probably order hits on me..

…now aren’t you glad I don’t have a penis??

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I have been tagged.. again.. by JustBcoz

.. and she wants to know 8 arb facts about me.. After reading hers I will not be mentioning my boobs.. ok?.. Ok!

8 Random things about me:

1. People think I have had permanent lipliner tattooed but its just pigmentation thats done it to my lips..I dont even really wear lipstick.. I always have lip-ice in hand because I HATE dry lips..
2. I cant see 3D.. also cant play fast games.. or sit too close in the cinema because I get motionsickness..
3. I live on coffee..drink it black with no sugar… think of it like mothers’ milk.. cant cope properly without it..
4. I am an avid series buff.. Boston Legal, NCIS, CSI, Private Practise, Grey’s, Invasion, the list can go for days.. LOVE LOVE IT!
5. I am full of shit.. but I like me..
6. I am not a romantic but a realist.. Doesnt mean I dont like romance.. just means I can separate sex from love..
7. I love lingerie.. one of my full on loves.. if its matching i want it..
8. I have never left the country before.. my passport is gathering dust and I feel like I am never gonna get going and travel.. Would love to go to Ireland and browse a castle or two.. alternatively I would love to go to some american suburb and drink coffee while watching locals.. (”local watching” is a hobby of mine, do it most sundays and go to different areas and drink coffee and watch locals)

I am wonderful..

I cant tag people.. they will donner me.. but if you want to do this thingy.. please please do it.. nothing like telling people arb crap about yourself!

* The Rules, as per SheBee:

• Name 8 random things about yourself personally that your readers wouldn’t otherwise know
• Tell me how wonderful I am before you tag 8 other bloggers

Think long and hard about if your random 8’s are personal enough. If I tag you, you know how curious I am, so judge it by my standards, not yours.

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As most people are aware.. I am a mommy.. woohooo!! Ok, stop that now, It’s not a new thing.. my boys are 10 and 14 years old already.. so I am what you would call “seasoned”..

And in all these years gone past I constantly find myself reflecting on my mother’s parenting skills and using most them .. This has worked well for me because I had a wonderful mom who loved me and cared for me every day.. And my boys are well adjusted in most areas.

But what if you didnt have a such a nice mom? What if your mom was not such a nice person to you?

Before you raise your eyebrows and shake your head in disbelief I need to tell you that this is the case for some people..sad, eh?

We tend to follow our parental role models in life… because that is all we know..This is a natural instinct because children do not come with manuals or instructions for care.. We just follow the guidelines as they were laid down for us by our guardians…

But what if your parent wasn’t all that great? What if your mother spoke badly to you? Called you names and ran you down to people? What if your mom was selfish and conceited? What if your mom hardly ever hugged you but shouted at you all the time instead? Do you then do that to your children? Do you repeat the cycle of abuse? How hard it must be to break away from such negativity.. Will you be able to recognise the abusive behaviour and be able to stop it before dealing the same behaviour out to your children? Will you be able to learn from your parents mistake and do it right?

Just because it is your mom doesn’t make it right.. Parents are people too.. And like all things.. there are bad parents and good parents..

We should just try and recognise the things that they did which was bad, and pledge not to repeat them on our children..

If there is one person in this world that you SHOULD be able to trust, it should be your mother. Mom’s are supposed to have your back no matter what! Moms should love unconditionally and always think you are the best thing since sliced cheese..even if your eyes are cockeye or dont have the career they want you to have..

A parent should like you and love you for the person that you are.. whether you are a girl or boy..straight or gay..pretty or ugly.. smart or stupid..rich or poor.. normal or different.. single or married.. good or bad..

I have had the misfortune to witness a mothers destructiveness or her children firsthand, I have a friend who’s mom had no time for her, shouted at her more often than not, calling her all kinds of names and even cut clothes off her body if she didn’t approve of the style. My mom was more of a mom to her than her own mother was at times.. Sad thing is that she still loves her mom, and I know that deep in heart she cries alittle bit from time to time for the mom she never had. And today she does everything in her power to be the best mom she can be.. and she does a fabulous job..

I have seen other moms who do similiar things to their children and I just want to walk over to them and ask them why they had children if they weren’t going to love them? Children are not commodities, shouldn’t be tied to beds because they cant handle them, shouldn’t be run down to others as a conversation piece, shouldn’t be blamed for the parents problems, and should NEVER EVER be used for gain..

I am glad I always knew my mom was honest with me and never EVER lied to me and loved me as much as she loved my brothers and sister equally, I am thankful that my mom hugged me everytime she saw me, I am thankful that my mom and dad guided us to become great people regardless of how we looked where we worked and what we did..

So what DO YOU DO when you have a bad parent??…..

…. forgive them

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Nobby was allowed to bring his balls with him to work this week.. I think he mustve been a good boy!

He keeps them in a blue box with velvet lining and it came with instructions too .. and when he plays with them they chime (he said this helps with his MoJo)..

I have asked him to stop playing with them as it is very distracting when I am trying to work..demmit!

He doesn’t listen, typical boys and their balls..

What next?

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Yesterday, I donned a skirt.. yeah yeah, I have one.. maybe two if I look really really hard!

And why a skirt? cos my jeans weren’t dry.. why else?? Oh and I had to look like a girl cos I was seeing a couple of clients.. Sometimes this is required of me.. I am not saying I am a dyke.. no-no-no.. I like tollie, Its just I am most comforatble in jeans, tank top and takkies.. It makes my MOJO flow-like!

So off I go.. SexyG and I .. meeting with one new client and one old client.. Client A was great.. meeting went well.. he has great products and will be really great to do..(Owner is a jol.. likes hansa and I think it would be great fun to burn meat and chew fat with…)

Client B was an existing client and it was more of a “how are you, hows it hanging” kinda meet..

When we got to Client B it is an office of Chicks and one Dude.. Chicks are a scream and Dude is Helluva Calm Oke considering all the estrogen that flows around him.. What was interesting though is that they read my BLOG! So now they know who SexyG and B are.. My cover is blown.. bliksem! So when I bunk work they know.. and that sucks, a little bit.. But what I did try do is corrupt them a little.. Told them to start rumours when they bored (small town) and to take photos of strangers (waitresses) and create profiles online with the photo’s …

See, I am full of good ideas!

So ChickyPoo’s at Client B.. “Take the town by its horns and have fun.. You only live once, live it like a legend cos heroes never get the girl! (or guy if you swing straight)”

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