I am a weener..
I got a LOVELY surprise in the post yesterday! I won a copy of JK Rowling’s “The tales of Beedle the Bard” thanks to CHILDMAG!! (I am in two minds as to whether I should read it to the kids or make them read it, followed by a 10 page book review) Cool hey? Now if only the Lotto would give me more than just the 3 numbers every so often…come to think of it.. I don’t know anyone who has won the Lotto…hmmmm… Perhaps its all a big scam! Come on Lotto.. prove me wrong. My numbers are …… ...
How Rude!
Its funny how good news can sometimes bring not only smiles abound but startling information that makes your skin crawl.. I recently entered into a Dispute with a very well known Cellphone company because I discovered that in 2006 they listed me on the ITC credit bureau for just over R10 000.00. The cellphone company were under the impression that I was on contract with them and when I canceled my service with them, they subsequently without as much as a “How’s Your Guava?” tallied up a bill of income they couldve generated from me and listed me. Long story cut short.. I won the dispute as they were idiots. As a finalisation of this process Transunion sent me an updated report to reflect the changes. And there it was.. .. right at the bottom. A...
The moment I have been waiting for..
Easter weekend for me holds a very special meaning in my life. It is not only the weekend of Egg Thieving Bunnies or Chocolate covered sin.. It is much more than the time off work and beaches and parties and friends. However, nothing is more special than the christian rejoicing in the rebirth of Jesus, and the sacrifice he made for us all those years ago..but definitely right up there in importance to me. It has a personal and therefore very precious meaning to me. Ten years ago, on Easter Monday I sat by myself (as I so often did back then) and made a life altering decision that I have managed to stick to. I sat there on that couch in the lounge area of the B&B we were staying in at the time armed with nothing more than 3 Benson & Hedges Special Mild...
Scrub me down and slap a bow on my ass!
I have been frikken ADOPTED! .. well almost, just pending paperwork really. I never thought when I wrote this that someone out there would actually hear me and just give their mom to me.. Mom#2 has just soo totally warmed to the idea of adopting me and all my insane shit that I am blown away. Friendwhogavemehermom who we will call Candi (cos she damn sweet) is obviously not aware of how needy I am and that the focus is about to shift and that hijacking of momtime is about to occur. However,I will allow this to slowly settle upon her for now.. no need in throwing a dog amongst the pigeons until the paperwork is finalised! Only problem at present obviously being that Mom#2 lives in Jozi and doesn’t yet understand the need to move closer to me (us) to guide...
Ghandi speaks..
I have spent many many days reflecting on my situation and pondering all the possibilities available to me with regards to revenge and making Arsefuk pay for his stupid arrogant and hurtful attitude to my boys.. And while I was at it I thought about the other negative influences in my life and ways to remove them aswell.. And it was fun, thinking of the multitude of methods at my disposal that would make them aware of their frailties and would probably make me feel a damn site better! But rational kicked in somewhere along the way unfortunately, I remembered something that Ghandi once said that reminded me that vengeance is probably not the answer after all. Gandhi once said “I object to violence because when it appears to do GOOD, the GOOD is only...
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