Snow Frollick..
~~~ KZN is all abuzz over the white wonderland that befell us this past week. I am no different, as I sat there in my car waiting for J to come out of school listening to everyone talk about the snow just over the hill from me, I thought to myself, “TO HELL WITH IT!” I promptly phoned SexyG and informed him that he best pack up his desk – I am on my way to fetch him! And that was that.. I picked everyone up bundled with jerseys, blankies and happy thoughts and off we went on an adventure to do some frollicking in the snow! Oh man, to say it was cold is like saying that the Hairyknuckles ass is huge <– HUGE UNDERSTATEMENT!! The kids forgot/couldn’t find their gloves so when we arrived and the chill bit into them they both looked...
WeatherMane..
~~~ Today is ‘Leeukoud‘ .. For those that do no understand the afrikaans taal, it directly translates to Lioncold. “Why leeukoud??!” I hear you say.. <– Well,I thought you would never ask! hehehe First I will try this in MixedTaal because it gets a bit lost in translation… Sannie walks in the bedroom while her hubby is getting dressed.. She looks at him and exclaims ” Ek sien dit is LeeuKoud vandag..” “Sannie wat van praat jy nou!?” Jannie responds in confusion. “Liefie, dis leeukoud want all wat ek kan sien is Kop en Maanhare “ *snort* Translated Sannie walks in the bedroom while her hubby is getting dressed. She looks at him and exclaims ” I see that it is lioncold...
Tick – Tock …
~~~ This is the sound of passing time & the older we get the louder it becomes.. If this makes no sense to you then you are probably younger than me and this is not an endearing quality so stop smiling and bugger off. But for those of you, nodding and mumbling with cotton balls in your ears may grab a glass of wine and read on. ANGER – Whereas before I would just haul my bitch out and beat you with it in fury over injustice, I am now reaching out my hand to you in an attempt to foster understanding on my path to empathetic understanding. *sigh* This does not come easy as I find myself wanting to slam my head against a brick wall till I pass out… Yes, I am going through a painful process of growing up. Don’t get me wrong, I will...
SOTD — Greatest Day
My song of the day makes you want to stretch out your arms like you are going fly and run around like a wild monkey.. Yes, it is just that frikken cool So sing a long while you do your 67 Minutes of kindness for #MadibaDay.. Greatest Day – Take that Today this could be the greatest day of our lives Before it all ends, before we run out of time Stay close to me Stay close to me Watch the world come alive tonight Stay close to me Tonight this could be the greatest night of our lives Let’s make a new start The future is ours to find Can you see it Can you see it in my eyes Can you feel it now Can you hold it in your arms …. tonight Tonight Oh stay close to me (Hold On) Stay close to me Watch the world come alive tonight Stay close me Ooh hold...
Saturday Satire…
The subject of piles came up the other day while chatting with a friend of mine.. don’t ask me how this came about because I was convinced we were talking about garden furniture! Anyhoo.. he then went on to tell me of a sure fire way to get rid of them and it was such solid advice I thought that it would be brilliant to share with everyone in case any of you were afflicted with this.. uhm.. issue. Step One – Get a box of matches Step Two – Drop your pants and bend over Step Three – Light a match and (this is the magic part) push it up your bumhole. Now I should tell you that this may hurt like a MOTHERTRUCKER, BUT not only will it get rid of the nasty affliction but if it ever happens again all you need to do is.. ….shake a box...
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