My baby’s school is closed for the next couple days. I finally got my leave approved after a very arduous process of running from senior to senior and telling my sob story. Nothing like tenacity to get you where you need to be. Mwohahaha.
I don’t have any specific plans for my little mini holiday. Will probably do a bit of scrapbooking. Maybe a bit of cleaning and cooking. But, that’s a huge maybe. I might play some pc games. Who knows. The sky is the limit, really.
Utopia can be defined as a mini holiday for me and the hubby simultaneously. Alas, this is not the case. It’s just me and the babbie then, I guess. And maybe a visit or two to the local gym. Another huge maybe.
Friday, April 24, 2009
Thursday, April 23, 2009
RE: the Elections 2009
There is weird hoo-do ink on my left thumb, imported from India (supposedly), clinging to my skin for dear life. Yes, I voted yesterday, with a couple million other people. I just wish I'd known of the free coffee Wimpy was offering.
It's rather dismaying that the family party isn't doing as well as I expected. On the other paw, counting isn't done yet. A further embarrassment is that my original home province seems to have a 100% vote for the opposition party. Very embarrassing indeed.
I never voted before, feeling rather apathetic about the whole affair. So, yesterday's activities were sort of special and ... unexpectedly fun. The queue wasn't too long, I suppose we waited 30mins. The people in line were jovial, friendly. It was an all round good experience. And, I will probably vote again. Props to the organisers in my neck of the woods.
Another surprise is that you actually vote twice: One ballot paper for national and one for provincial. It was unexpected. I, as an ignorant young-ish person, was not aware of this. But, it's kewl. Took me about 3 seconds to vote. Point and tick, ladies and gents.
I applaud all the people who took the time and effort to vote. The important thing as that this hard-fought for right is utilised and not taken for granted. Who people voted for is between them and their conscience.
Hopefully the country won't go to the sh*tter between now and the next election. Maybe next time, a bigger difference / upset can be made.
I wonder when this ink is gonna come off. It's messing with my manicure.
It's rather dismaying that the family party isn't doing as well as I expected. On the other paw, counting isn't done yet. A further embarrassment is that my original home province seems to have a 100% vote for the opposition party. Very embarrassing indeed.
I never voted before, feeling rather apathetic about the whole affair. So, yesterday's activities were sort of special and ... unexpectedly fun. The queue wasn't too long, I suppose we waited 30mins. The people in line were jovial, friendly. It was an all round good experience. And, I will probably vote again. Props to the organisers in my neck of the woods.
Another surprise is that you actually vote twice: One ballot paper for national and one for provincial. It was unexpected. I, as an ignorant young-ish person, was not aware of this. But, it's kewl. Took me about 3 seconds to vote. Point and tick, ladies and gents.
I applaud all the people who took the time and effort to vote. The important thing as that this hard-fought for right is utilised and not taken for granted. Who people voted for is between them and their conscience.
Hopefully the country won't go to the sh*tter between now and the next election. Maybe next time, a bigger difference / upset can be made.
I wonder when this ink is gonna come off. It's messing with my manicure.
Jung personality test - I AM... The Mastermind
Did this test here: http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes2.asp
The Mastermind (INTJ) is very focused as well, but more on an internal vision. They are good at solving problems and like to work on tough intellectual puzzles. They are often led into technical positions such as scientific researcher, design engineer, environmental planner. The developing field of genetics benefits from their intensity as does the field of medicine. In education they are most often found at the college and university level. In the professions, they may be a lawyer, a business analyst, or strategic planner. Some have a strong artistic/creative bent and may become an artist, inventor, or designer. Whatever they do, they do it with intensity. Says Kim, "I am constantly teaching myself something new in order to solve the problems that I encounter. My husband leaves me alone when he sees that I am caught in what he calls my "Thinking Time." I'm unwinding knots even in my sleep."
The Mastermind (INTJ) is very focused as well, but more on an internal vision. They are good at solving problems and like to work on tough intellectual puzzles. They are often led into technical positions such as scientific researcher, design engineer, environmental planner. The developing field of genetics benefits from their intensity as does the field of medicine. In education they are most often found at the college and university level. In the professions, they may be a lawyer, a business analyst, or strategic planner. Some have a strong artistic/creative bent and may become an artist, inventor, or designer. Whatever they do, they do it with intensity. Says Kim, "I am constantly teaching myself something new in order to solve the problems that I encounter. My husband leaves me alone when he sees that I am caught in what he calls my "Thinking Time." I'm unwinding knots even in my sleep."
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Reverse clothe-ology
It seems this pregnancy thing is cyclical. Today for the first time, I have squeezed myself into a size 10 pair of pants that used to be very roomie when I was an actual size 10. Necessity is the mother of invention, as you see- I was out of work clothes this morning. The laundry service is a bit… bumpy.
When I first got pregnant, I was constantly upgrading to bigger sized clothes. Now, it seems, that I am able to downgrade a bit as my body parts deflate with time. I look forward to the day when I can proclaim honestly that I am once again a 10. I miss my awesome wardrobe.
I am very much looking forward to the coming weekend. As I may have mentioned, I haven’t been home in ages. I hope my friends who are coming to my bash don’t get bored and think it sucks. Hopefully the group will mesh and have a really great time.
I just wish I still had some shorts. In my size. I have some great size 10 shorts I can’t wait to fit into again.
When I first got pregnant, I was constantly upgrading to bigger sized clothes. Now, it seems, that I am able to downgrade a bit as my body parts deflate with time. I look forward to the day when I can proclaim honestly that I am once again a 10. I miss my awesome wardrobe.
I am very much looking forward to the coming weekend. As I may have mentioned, I haven’t been home in ages. I hope my friends who are coming to my bash don’t get bored and think it sucks. Hopefully the group will mesh and have a really great time.
I just wish I still had some shorts. In my size. I have some great size 10 shorts I can’t wait to fit into again.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Of Erudite Iniquity
My brilliantly e-vol master plan for the weekend involves much festivity and fun. I will be yet another year closer to my demise, another year closer to the silvery hairs of wisdom and another year senior.
I’m going home – to my parents’ house – for the Easter (Wild Crazy Vegetarian Super Fun Braai and Party Birthday Party) weekend.
I suppose it’s time to take stock of the year that has passed. What a year it has been.
Let us begin with last year this time. I had just attended the Coke fest a week or so ago. I was dating this hot guy, who is now my husband. My articles were about to get signed off. I was living with my parents and seeing my boyfriend every other weekend. Life was fairly good.
Last year in May, I was on audit in Potch – varsity audit. I had gained 3 kilograms and skipped a leakage. One blood test later, and it turns out I’m pregnant!
Fast forward to June and it’s my wedding. The bride looked beautiful in white and … well, white. We said our I do’s in my husband’s home town, and skipped off for a 2 day honeymoon just outside Kimberley.
Two weeks later at the end of June, just after my articles got signed off, I packed my little car with all my worldly goods, and headed to my mother-in-law's house. And, there the husband and I lived harmoniously for 6 months.
Last year, at the end of November, what I thought was false labour turned out to be my little girl popping out to say high. Literally! She was 2 weeks early and simply gorgeous.
January we signed for our first home – a town house on the other side of town.
Middle March of this year, I’m back at work and baby is at day care.
I would have to concede that my 25th year was the most pivotal, influential, changing year of my life – so far. I became a wife, mommy, co-home owner and shrugged of the trainee designation all in one year.
Friends and neighbours, it is with certainty and much gratitude that I can tell you: I have never been happier.
The best is yet to come.
I’m going home – to my parents’ house – for the Easter (Wild Crazy Vegetarian Super Fun Braai and Party Birthday Party) weekend.
I suppose it’s time to take stock of the year that has passed. What a year it has been.
Let us begin with last year this time. I had just attended the Coke fest a week or so ago. I was dating this hot guy, who is now my husband. My articles were about to get signed off. I was living with my parents and seeing my boyfriend every other weekend. Life was fairly good.
Last year in May, I was on audit in Potch – varsity audit. I had gained 3 kilograms and skipped a leakage. One blood test later, and it turns out I’m pregnant!
Fast forward to June and it’s my wedding. The bride looked beautiful in white and … well, white. We said our I do’s in my husband’s home town, and skipped off for a 2 day honeymoon just outside Kimberley.
Two weeks later at the end of June, just after my articles got signed off, I packed my little car with all my worldly goods, and headed to my mother-in-law's house. And, there the husband and I lived harmoniously for 6 months.
Last year, at the end of November, what I thought was false labour turned out to be my little girl popping out to say high. Literally! She was 2 weeks early and simply gorgeous.
January we signed for our first home – a town house on the other side of town.
Middle March of this year, I’m back at work and baby is at day care.
I would have to concede that my 25th year was the most pivotal, influential, changing year of my life – so far. I became a wife, mommy, co-home owner and shrugged of the trainee designation all in one year.
Friends and neighbours, it is with certainty and much gratitude that I can tell you: I have never been happier.
The best is yet to come.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Time to get fit
Read an interesting blog entry today. According to the writer, the cure for unfortunate looks is to be fit. Less than flattering attributes are shadowed when lean muscle tone and clear gorgeous skin take the limelight.
This has set me thinking. I remember a brief period in my past when I was fit. My clothes fit better. And we all know that when your clothes fit better, you feel more confident, and therefore act more confident. Also, the nicer clothes are available at smaller sizes.
Fitness also makes your body produce the feel good hormones. I think it’s called dopamine, but I could be mistaken (and am too lazy to look it up now). So, not only are you looking good in well fitting duds, but you also feel good and confident.
Then there are also the health benefits. Cancer and heart disease I suppose will have a tough time attacking a healthy body. Exercise increases circulation of blood through the body and more oxygen gets to the necessary parts.
The point I’m trying to make is – if what I read is true and fitness is a portal to good looks… I may have to give the gym another better chance…
Now I just have to work it into my schedule somehow…
This has set me thinking. I remember a brief period in my past when I was fit. My clothes fit better. And we all know that when your clothes fit better, you feel more confident, and therefore act more confident. Also, the nicer clothes are available at smaller sizes.
Fitness also makes your body produce the feel good hormones. I think it’s called dopamine, but I could be mistaken (and am too lazy to look it up now). So, not only are you looking good in well fitting duds, but you also feel good and confident.
Then there are also the health benefits. Cancer and heart disease I suppose will have a tough time attacking a healthy body. Exercise increases circulation of blood through the body and more oxygen gets to the necessary parts.
The point I’m trying to make is – if what I read is true and fitness is a portal to good looks… I may have to give the gym another better chance…
Now I just have to work it into my schedule somehow…
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