It is the story we all read about as little girls, the fair maiden gets swept off her feet by the gallant prince and they kiss and all the flowers bloom, the sun refuses to set and all the world smiles with them.

I am not sure how to properly thank Angel & Neel’s for inviting us to join them on their special day, their wedding which has been touted as being the Wedding of the Century and The first Live Streamed Wedding in SA  AND (that’s not all) if you have a dodgy net connection you could catch all the action *LIVE* via twitter #AnGlugWedding !

….But I will start by sending them happy hugs each morning telepathetically for the next week!

SexyG and I had a truly fabulous time, the moments are too many to mention in just one post but here goes a quick snapshot :

• The dress!!! OMG THE DRESS!!! What a beeeeautiful Dress! Angel made the Dress look AMAZING!
• I was serenaded but a Saxophonist <-right word?? while munching down on a delectable cupcake ..
• I IRL/F2F Acidicice, SleepyJane, RubyLetters, CyberSass, Wenchy, Sproutsmom, Tamara & Louisa for the first time .. 
• Exmi, Shebeegee, Laura, Jenty, SnowgooseSA, JacksonFiles and I reconnected like Homies..
• SexyG twirled me on the dancefloor like I was princess (hope no one noticed my two left feet clearly tucked away in my heels)
• The Photobooth was the drug of choice for many (you KNOW who you are ..LOL) I on the other hand was obviously very well behaved..
• Brain Freeeze <– I was a victim. Someone and I am not pointing fingers tried to kill my cerebral function  with ICE..lol!
• Cobblestones are not high heel friendly..*sigh*
• Exmi showed me how daft I was to wear shoes.. cos stockings obviously rock much better at these events..
• I LOVED THE PEEPS AT MY TABLE!!
• Angels dad made me cry with his speech.. as did Cath’s poem..
• I didn’t tweet or FB the entire night because I wanted to do the IRL thing  with everyone instead..(and no, my head did not explode, surprisingly)
• The rest is censored/privileged/between me and the hungarians I am afraid..

Here are some of the PhotoBooth pics I have plus some of my favourite pics of the Wedding taken by others..

(Click to enlarge)

(Image Source Jeanette Verster)

(Image Source Jeanette Verster)

Do go take a look at the other FANTASTIC photo’s on Jeanette’s Blog

Congratulations to the Fantastic Couple, May each day ahead of them be fulled with love & laughter

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…Is currently under way

As I explained here – I need to love me and even though this way of thinking does not occur overnight I am proud to announce I woke up this morning full of love.. and all this love was directed to my tummy!

I love my tummy I love its curve and feel and I love the stretchmarks and I love the scars.

I love how it seldom gives me any trouble and I love that it was a home to both of my Gorgeous boys for their first 9 months of life. <– How can I not love that!

I love my tummy.. and I love that I love my tummy

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Forever Young – Alphaville

Lyrics:

Let’s dance in style, lets dance for a while
Heaven can wait we’re only watching the skies
Hoping for the best but expecting the worst
Are you going to drop the bomb or not?
Let us die young or let us live forever
We don’t have the power but we never say never
Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip
The music’s for the sad men
Can you imagine when this race is won
Turn our golden faces into the sun
Praising our leaders we’re getting in tune
The music’s played by the madman

Forever young, i want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever, forever forever
Forever young, i want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever
Forever young

Some are like water, some are like the heat
Some are a melody and some are the beat
Sooner or later they all will be gone
Why don’t they stay young
It’s so hard to get old without a cause
I don’t want to perish like a fading horse
Youth is like diamonds in the sun
And diamonds are forever
So many adventures couldn’t happen today
So many songs we forgot to play
So many dreams are swinging out of the blue
We let them come true

Forever young, i want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever, forever forever
Forever young, i want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever forever forever
Forever young, i want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever, forever forever
Forever young, i want to be forever

and for those of you who have ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA who Alphaville is and why they want to stay forever young, here is my JOTD

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There I was yesterday minding my own business making a cup of coffee and then I saw it! The bastardly image that ruined the rest of my day…

As plain as a roti in a curry den, there it was!! On the Digital Frame, laughing back at me was the image of a woman who bears a strong resemblance to me only prettier, younger and thinner. Yes, It was me.. Needless to say my heart sank with overwhelming feeling that I have let myself down.

I spent the rest of the afternoon thinking of solutions to my dillenma of self loathing and trying desperately to kill the jealousy I feel towards my younger self..*sigh*

I went back later in the afternoon and looked at the photo again and tried to remember how I felt that day and I discovered something very important. I was unhappy that day, felt I was too fat and completely awkward with my hair and generally felt insecure with my appearance!?! <– why would I have felt that way?

Upon further reflection I realised that there are very few moments in my life that I have felt confident of my appearance and have always felt “too tall” or “too fat” and there was even a time when I felt “too skinny”.

Why have I never appreciated the way I am and enjoyed the moment in which I exist in search for a moment that could be better? Surely I should see that the moment in which I am is about to pass therefore should learn to enjoy it more? What the Heck is wrong with me anyway?? Perhaps BEFORE I try to remedy the way I look now I should learn to love the current me first and be less critical of my physical appearance?!?

I should learn to forgive myself for not being perfect and love the whole of me. I have put my body through its paces these past 30 odd years with children and hard work.. I should stop being so unkind to myself, I should love me..

Yes, I will endeavor to improve my outer appearance and work on my overall physical well being by doing either Gym??(Do I still have membership?) or Nazi Diet??(please God not again) or some or other shake/magic potion? (Do they actually work?) or a combination of them.

But whatever I decide, doesn’t matter..As long as I learn to Love the Me I am NOW First..

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I moved in here in November 2006. I hate moving, I hate packing and mostly I hate unpacking..hence why I have a huge assortment of non essentials in storage which will probably stay there till I move again. Quite honestly I should just toss it all away since I have had no real need for any of it in the three odd years of living here.

Sinful procrastinator that I am, I feel it my duty to let you know that I have at long last connected the radio up (signal slightly dodgy still though). It only took me three years and 9 months to do.

Next on my list is the TV antenna, which is a bigger job as the aerial on the roof got killed by monkeys.

Wonder how long this will take me to get too…

In the meantime I *watched* the soccer final last via twitter.. turns out if was far more exciting that way than via sniffles the commentator

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This is what I consider this day to be.. I don’t even have the stamina or inclination to fake an “o” face for it.

Thoughts running through my mind (might contain profanity,sex, nudity and violence):

“..organise the desk and you will probably find those missing pens”

“..have I taken my eltroxin today??”

“..I really must get to the shops today. Washing my hair with guyshowergel is not working for me”

“..I want to show someone *that* dress I found. But who? And if I show them the dress will they get the wrong idea and jump to conclusions?”

“..what has he done with IT? I know I told him to move it but I am discovering I don’t like not knowing where it is either”

“..can’t wait to watch the next installment of 24..was a real cliffhanger last night”

“..*blegh* this heartburn is probably going to kill me if I don’t extinguish it soon”

“..fuckity fuckity fuck.. I am working this weekend..fuckity”

“..I miss QueenG, stupid cow”

“..Jimmy Choo’s are unbelievably awesome, wonder how much I would get for a kidney”

“..school in a few days”

“..SHIT!! Tomorrow at the latest I must try start my car or the kiddies are walking to school!”

“..what am I going to do about the #myr260car thing?? ”

“..my fingers have been very crampy lately.. almost like shooting pain in my fingers, am I THAT old already??”

“..fucken stupid people who ask me fucken stupid questions and then refuse to accept my answer can all lick my landlady’s dog’s left testicle..#assholes”

“..need to lose weight, wonder if its possible to induce a coma and sleep through the trauma?”

“..why is Arsfuk trying to be my friend all of a sudden? This makes me very nervous and I can almost feel the earth tremble as the big ball of shit comes flying towards me…”

“..the boys are really going to need a haircut to fix the bad cut that woman gave them.. unfuckenbelievable”

“..why is my bigboet not returning my email? Wish he would get his head out of his ass and behave like family already”

“..feeling hungry, shit and I need to either go buy groceries or its peanut butter sarmies again”

“..feels random not having email today, can’t even blame seacom. My own fault not moving it off the old drive”

“..this phone really gives me the shits! Hate answering a phone..really irks me! Maybe I can hook the phone up to the PC and type all my responses!!??”

“..gonna have to throw those flowers away now, they looking kinda sad. But they not even mine.. why should I throw them away?”

“..hope I dont dream again tonight, these dreams are really starting to bug me”

“..shitdangnabbit!! The bossman is watching me type and probably wondering wtf I am doing..”

Ok, this is me.. for the day. Switching off or on or whatthefuckever I am doing today..

Have a Porno weekend and remember, if you can’t be good..be good at it

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Dear Planet Earth,

I woke up this morning at a loss with myself… Like a fish out of water, A mamma bear with no baby bear actually.

Its my baby’s birthday today and he is a big 12 years old and I am unable to wake him up with hugs, kisses armed with cake and pressies like I always do

He is with his dad and I know that we must be fair about this sharing the kiddies thing but for ducks sake! I don’t like it.

So I did the only thing I could.. I phoned him and sent all my love over the phone. <–Not the same, eh.

Talking to him is always cool but this slayed me.. lol! As I was saying ‘bye he promptly announced that it is just one more year and then he will be a MAN!

Omgosh, bless him and his socks! Isn’t that just the darnedest thing!? I miss him finished at the moment and plan to crash his birthday party later (I was invited by him, so technically it isn’t a crash) and hopefully Kalahari have delivered his gift so I can give it to him then..

Eish, is it possible to love another person as much as I love this kid?

He is my pumpkin, my shnoekypoeks, my peanut.. now and forever, even when he thinks he is a MAN

Yours in Mommy Madness,

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Mondays are synonymous for trying to mount me and make me its bitch…

However this morning I got up early, attached a strap-on, armed myself with a whip and now taking Monday for a ride it wont forget in a LOOOOOOOOONG time

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UPDATE: The trip is postponed due to my brother being admitted into hospital.

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Since writing this Post a week ago, I am now planning my SECOND roadtrip!

How frikken amazing is that! The first one was very accidental but the second one is  far more deliberate, SexyG just announced that tomorrow after work we are hitting the road and going to Capetown and then coming back in time for work monday .

CAPETOWN!! I have never ever been so it is going to be Super Fantastic.

We plan to take the super scenic route and sleep in the car if we need to.

Omgosh, I am sooooo excited I am practically jumping up and down!!

I am going to take lots and lots of pictures and stop E.V.E.R.Y.W.H.E.R.E!!

So, if anyone has points of interest or can recommend a few places along the way, please shout!

MWAH MWAH

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This is not a distance you want to travel when your average speed is 60kmph…

So why did I do it? Why did I agree to travel with 5 dogs in the back seat for five and a half hours and a further 4 and a half hours bouncing in a truck?

Because I love Jo & Andy and they asked us to help them make the long move from EmPONGeni to Newcastle..

And let me tell you! Even though it was a long and slow journey it was fabulous! The scenery was breathtaking and I tried to snap as many photo’s as I could along the way.

I will try not to bore you with the details too much but here is what I did this weekend

Day One (Saturday):

We had arrived at Empongeni the night before so we could get an early start to the day. Jo and I took the two smaller puppies for their shots and bought tranquilisers for all 5 dogs to keep them slumbering for as much of the journey as possible while back at the house SexyG and Andy were trying to pack as much as they could on the truck while the 3 boys kept themselves very busy pretending to help ..LOL! The hours were dragging on, the packing proving to be slightly more difficult and time consuming than we had estimated.  After lunch was wolfed down just after 1pm we set off..SexyG and I with the 5 dogs in the back (we had to carry them cos they were so drugged up – I swear they were smiling with squinty eyes..) following Jo & Andy who were traveling in the truck at an impressive 80kmph downhill and 40kmph uphill.. We had left the 3 boys behind to play WoW with each other armed with enough food and drink for 3 days (which equates to 12 hours provisions for teenage boys).

The view was incredible for most of the way with the only really scary part being the grassfire we drove through.The fire was licking into the road with the wind and it didn’t look too bad but as we drove through I was shown just how deceptively appearances can be because the heat was soooo extreme in the car for those fleeting seconds that it sucked the air out of the car and my arm felt like it had gotten burnt. I was wide-eyed for quite a while after wards trying to understand just what the heck had happened.

Sunset was upon us before long and we were still driving, no one knowing where the new house is or what it looks like or anything but we knew the general direction and that was good enough for us. The dogs started waking up which wasn’t too bad until Brutus attempted to molester me from the back just for shits and giggles..

7.05pm and we were in Newcastle, it was dark and we were tired and we still needed to unpack the truck and head back to empongeni for a second load. Thankfully we were met by some lovely people who had cooked us spaghetti bolognaise as a welcome to Newcastle. They even bought three electric blankets as housewarming gifts for my sussie as apparently the mornings average 4degrees in winter!! <–clever lady that Ruth

We managed to convince SexyG & Andy to stay the night and we could leave early in the morning for the second load.. we phoned the boys to ensure all’s well with them and I got the feeling they weren’t even aware we were gone..(who said gaming isn’t good for somethings )

After getting the beds assembled and plugged in (thanks Ruth) I went to have a much needed shower in the freezing cold.. I.THOUGHT.IWAS.GOING.TO.DIE! I was forced to sing to myself to stop me from slipping into a coma from the cold and when I looked down I saw that my toes had curled up into the shape of mangled niknaks.. <– I am obviously not built for the cold.

After that I was pretty much under the covers and ignoring the world till it came to its senses and added some numbers to the thermometer…

Day Two (Sunday):

I tried to wake up early.. promise! but I only managed a 7am crawl out of bed and that was only because my bladder threatened to climb up my abdomen and bitchslap me.

It was warmer, coffee was appreciated and we assembled in the garden to take in their new home for the next coupla months while they rebuild the orphanage that was so tragically burnt down a few months ago. It is such a nice place.. looks like a happy home… it made me smile even though it saddened me to realise that my sussie has just moved even further away from now.

Jo stayed behind to unpack and look after the dogs while Andy, SexyG and I hit the road once again back to empongeni for the second load.

Even though it wasn’t laden with furniture the trip was slow as the truck appears to be governed. This wouldnt be half bad if it wasnt for the bumpyness of the ride and the lack of seatbelts which had me clutching at sheer nothingness half the time..

The trip down was fun, with me taking LOADS of pics through dirty windows and the three of us laughing most of the way over the craziest of stuff.. Damn I am going to miss them, can’t believe I am crying while I write this but the fact is that I am sad at the fact that they are now almost double the distance from me. Anyway, enough mushiness.. where was I? oh yeah, so there we were driving along when it started to drizzle and panic set in as we realised that we don’t have a tarpaulin to cover the stuff if it rains!

The rain came and went and we kept willing it to go away but it seemed persistent in toying with us. Finally after 4 odd hours of ass torture we arrived at the house and got cracking immediately.. everyone working fast and furious to get the truck loaded, I went to fetch Jess from her friends place and all 4 cousins got stuck in helping us… trying to beat the rain but losing the battle as it started to drizzle and eventually rain while we were packing.

It was miserable, but we had to keep going. There is no looking back, there is no stopping, there is no choice. Black bags were used in excess to cover what we could and the other was just put in and hoped for the best, the sun had set by the time we got the last stuff on the truck.

The three of them (Andy, Jono & Jess) sitting in the front with the four of us waving them goodbye. the rain hiding my tears as I watched them head off to Newcastle and we got in the car and made the journey back to Durban..

~Tired and sad~

I am actually really happy and very proud of them all, embarking on this tough yet honourable journey that they have ahead of them. Things are not going to be easy but they will definitely be rewarding.

Here is the link to the FB album that I shared with some of the photo’s I took –> FB ALBUM

And if anyone wants to know some more about what it is Jo & Andy are doing go here to their FB page –>Rebuilding Hope in Christ

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