Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Humpty Dumpty....

The weekend was good. The Husband and I decided to leave on Friday night for our planned visit to my folks in the “Dorpie”. We got caught in a nasty storm on the N4 highway though and eventually pulled over after the toll gate to take cover.

The petrol station eventually lost power and I desperately needed the bathroom so had to walk in the dark to the ladies, only to discover the entire shop and fast food outlet was flooded as well – fun times!

It was fantastic seeing my mom again as I hadn’t seen her since the wedding. We went shopping and had a nice braai that afternoon in celebration of her and my Step Dad’s birthday!

On Sunday, Husband and I headed home early, got Chinese take out and watched movies for the rest of the day in between planning the baby room.

I have cleaned Baby’s room out completely because we start painting this weekend. Mmmm so much still to do! Speaking of the weekend coming up, it’s going to be chaos. In between all the DIY, Husband’s dad and step mom are coming for lunch and then afterwards we are having his twin brothers and their girls over for a Halloween braai.

For shits and giggles, we all decided to dress up. Great for everyone else but that leaves me with few options – perhaps Humpty Dumpty? I really am big and there is no way I will be fitting into normal costumes….. going to be so funny!

Final thought for the day: A friend of mine sent me a petition to sign against the company I work for - ahem…. Words fail me…. Just saying!


Friday, October 23, 2009


Why is it that the people who least deserve hurt in life are the ones who continually get dished out pain?

A friend of mine lost her Fiancé on Tuesday in a freak accident. They were to be married in January.

She is being so strong but heartbroken and my heart aches for this girl who had finally forgiven herself and found happiness with a man she adored.

Taz, I am so very very sorry for your loss. You are the last person on the face of this earth that deserves such pain. Just know that GG is now your guardian angel and will be watching over you always.

I am thinking of you so much today.

God Bless

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Off to Cape Town I Go

This has been a most horrid week. After all the drama the Mother In Law caused things have been a little touchy…

I am off to Cape Town for the weekend, flying out tomorrow morning. Going to be meeting up with a friend I last saw when I was 12 years old. She moved to Scotland with her family and we have kept in touch over the years to meet up for the first time now.

She is visiting her sister in the Cape and has no idea I am going to be there the weekend. Her sister and I engineered the whole surprise. Let’s hope she is happy :-)

I chopped off all my hair yesterday. It’s all short and wispy now. Well to me it's short considering I had long long hair. Still wondering whether it was a good idea and am convinced the novelty is going to wear off soon…Will stick a pic up next week!

Am so excited about my trip this weekend. Only ever been to Cape Town once and that was like 14 years ago for a holiday.

Have a good one all!


PS. Any suggestions regarding boys names are most welcome, seriously!

Friday, October 9, 2009

Go to hell Lady....

Husband and I had the strangest situation to deal with yesterday. For the last few weeks we have been playing around with names in anticipation of finding out what sex baby is. We had pretty much settled on both names for a boy and girl.

Since Husband has found out we are expecting a boy, he has been referring to the baby by name and whilst on the phone to his mother yesterday, was yakking about the “Ferrari Car” he wants to buy for Baby.

Husband’s mother went berserk about the name we had chosen saying that it meant dark in personality and that every time we call our son we are prophesying over him. Well, to say I was both flabbergasted and annoyed was an understatement.

Husband and I had checked the meaning of the name first obviously and the name only refers to “Dark haired OR Fair haired” No where did it say dark or evil or spawn of satan or whatever. As if that was not bad enough, she then said she will call her grandson by another name when she is around him and outright refuses to call him by his name.

I think this is bizarre. Last time I checked Husband and I were the parents to be and not his mother. In my opinion, one can name your child whatever name – the way you choose to raise your child and the values and morals you instill in your child will guide him whilst growing up.

This whole situation does not sit well with me and is hurting Husband.

Watch this space…..


Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Weak Moments!

What a chaotic few days. We found out yesterday that Husband and I are expecting a little boy. He is very excited and already checking price lists for motorbikes and golf clubs…

We never got to Sexpo which I was rather miffed out about. Too many things happened Friday afternoon and we ended up visiting friends that are going through a really tough time at the moment.

On Sunday, we joined the Best Friend and BF’s Wife for a day out in Harties. Ate the most awesome Chinese and then we paid the snake park a visit which had me in shivers most of the tour. Did make friends with a porcupine though.

I am not wearing my wedding ring today. It was an accident. I never take it off accept when putting cream on my hands and this morning Husband distracted me and I ended up leaving it on the bedside table. Feeling very naked without it to be honest.

The bitch of the office moves today!!! WHOOO HOOOO!

Going to be a good day!


Friday, October 2, 2009

I threw a tantrum of note this morning. Could not find any clothes that fit me and then Hottie (erm.. Husband) says “You have mommy boobs now” Mommy Boobs? Irritated I asked: What the hell are Mommy Boobs? Cautiously he says“ Well your boobies are meant for baby now, that’s all” Not really sure how I feel about that at this stage….

Now that the wedding is over, I am toying with the idea of chopping off my locks. Have had long hair for ages and think perhaps a change will do me the world of good? Mmmmm what to do?

Anyhoo, Husband and I are off to Sexpo tonight! Should make for an interesting evening. Tomorrow we are sorting out the garden as the new house has been neglected with all the chaos of the wedding! Hoping to get some rest too, haven’t been sleeping well at all.

It’s my Brother’s Birthday tomorrow. He would have been 26 years old.

Happy Birthday Boet! Hope "Becks" non-alcoholic beer counts ..... :-)


Wednesday, September 30, 2009

I am still alive!!!

Where to begin? 2 months ago I was engaged, working on a project for a deranged boss and convinced I was losing my mind.

Now I am married, back from a 2 week honeymoon and 17 weeks preggers.
Oh and my project is finished AND I have a fabulous new boss!! Yayness all around!

I am desperately trying to catch up on all my favourite blogs so please excuse me if I leave comments on posts from a month ago – I am not backward just slightly in the dark… hee hee

It would be impossible to write about everything that has happened in the last 2 months however, will be mentioning the highlights as I think of them :-)

Right, I am off to get myself some decaff and start reading – so much of the excitement :-)

Whoop whoop
I am back


Monday, July 13, 2009

Hello Toilet - My New Friend....

I think I am dying. I have new found respect for all moms who suffered through morning sickness. It sucks balls, really! I have not slept through a single night in the last week. Either I want to pee or I have stomach cramps from hell.

Little Chicken is certainly voicing it’s likes and dislikes quite strongly.
Hottie and I went to visit friends for dinner on Saturday night. I ended up on the couch eating cheese curls because I couldn’t eat anything else without feeling sick.

Anyway, enough complaining. My first doctor’s appointment is on Monday, 20 July so we’ll see what the doc has to say then and get our first tiny glimpse of Little Chicken.

In other news, we got our home loan – whoop whoop. Should be signing the papers this week and hopefully have some idea of when we can move in!
Also had to change our honeymoon destination now because the original place was a malaria area. We eventually found a place with beautiful log cabins in a forest, 200 metres from the beach – heaven. Will be there for 2 weeks! I cannot wait!

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Some News

I have been toying with the idea of sharing the following news. For one thing I know what it feels like to hear it happen to everyone else besides you. One actually becomes jealous. To those I offend I am so terribly sorry.

I had blood tests done on Monday and am 4 weeks pregnant.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Please Mr Bank Manager

I am trying to come up with ways to bribe my bank manager. So far I have thought of the following:

1. Bake cookies for Mr Bank Manager dude.
2. Do a sexy lap dance on his desk.

Not very original hey? Suggestions are welcome. You see, Hottie and I are trying to buy a house. After the last episode with the land lady and her then changing her mind not to leave her husband, I figured that it would only be a matter of time before she gets gatvol again and decides she wants her house back.

Anyhoo, Hottie and I found our perfect house and the seller accepted our offer. Now we are playing the waiting game to hear if we get a bond. The waiting is killing me.

Also pissing on my parade is the fact that I have to limit access to my blog. I am hoping that the lady and gentleman in question will soon get tired of looking for it and bugger the hell off.
Either that or I need to start another one under a complete different name. Pffffft.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Security Breach

Some people have far too much time on their hands. It came to my attention yesterday that the anonymity of my blog is in serious danger, as some persons have made it their daily agenda to find it.

Due to the fact that the content of this blog could destroy friendships and the like I am going to have to limit it's access to a certain few only.

This may be temporary but has to be done for now.

It sucks really.

Also, I haven't been blogging for a while due to some major things happening at the moment. I miss it but since being put on this project at work, I have time for nothing. Please bare with me at this stage, I will be back to my normal blogging antics soon.

If you would like to continue reading my blog, please drop me an email - squirreldw@hotmail.com and I will add your name to the list ;-)


Thursday, June 11, 2009


I just made a complete tit of myself.... I happen to work with a few men whose minds are permanently in the gutter. Although I laugh along at some of their antics I usually watch what I am saying because they often misinterpret what I say as per the next example...

We were discussing the office light that is flickering and the one guy remarked that we should throw something at it;

LA: Throw Tay's vaseline at it.
Tay: Don't throw anything!
Men: Why do you have vaseline on your table? (Erupt with laughter)
Tay: Because it's winter and my lips are very dry
Tay: *Blush* you guys suck.
Men: Hysterical laughter all around.

I work with morons....

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Quick Update

Hottie and I have been evicted. Our darling land lady informed us yesterday that her and her husband are getting divorced after 9 months of marriage and well, she wants her house back. Bummer.

So as if wedding planning, lawyers and work isn't enough we now have to find another house and pack up all our shit in roughly 3 weeks. Excuse me but FUCK!!!!!!! SERIOUSLY!!!

Right then, off to house hunt I go..... *frown*

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Nasty Bitch Released

I have been presented with some challenges this week, minor in comparison to others but these are challenges that irk me emotionally as well as on a moral level.

You may think I am being a judgemental bitch, perhaps this is so. To me there is right or wrong, good or bad, there is no grey area. I need to vent at the moment because at this stage I very highly doubt anyone will understand how I feel and I think I am a bad person for even thinking these thoughts.

So here it goes:

My friend LA (the one who works with me) is pregnant again. Her son is 7 months old. Initially it came as a shock to me and I thought I dealt with it quite well considering I manage a section of her portfolio together with another manager. From a work persepctive she will have worked only 5 months of this year! I am now wracked with jealously though.

Believe me when I say I am so ashamed of even thinking like this. Every time she talks about the pregnancy, be it morning sickness or that she thinks it’s a girl, I cringe inside. I am not sure what the fuck my problem is. Hottie and I made a decision to try for a baby after the wedding and I was okay with this.

This morning though I had to exercise very diplomatic control. LA and her hubby are big Blue Bull supporters. They happened to be given tickets to watch the game on Saturday at Loftus (Super 14 final). While I think this is very cool the next part bugs the crap out of me.

Her 7 month old baby has croup for the second time. She was planning to take the child with to the game however, decided against it when her husband mentioned they would be sitting in a box with smokers. Great. Since then she has been trying to find any person willing to baby sit her son and is completely pissed off with her sister for not wanting to take care of him because she has plans.

Maybe I am judging because I do not have kids of my own. Somehow this whole story doesn’t sit well with me.

Suppose different strokes for different folks. Now that I have vented, feel much better. Sweet Tay is now back.

And no I will not be babysitting because I am going to the folks for the weekend.

Monday, May 25, 2009

Need more tomatoes...

I was so thankful to wave goodbye to last week. What a horrid few days, seriously. The weekend was peaceful and Hottie and I were lucky enough to spend some quality time together.

I am ashamed to admit it but on Friday night I passed out at 18h30. I woke up again but was highly embarrassed to be falling asleep at that time on a FRIDAY night. In my defence though, I had been running around co-ordinating an event at work for 400 people.

Saturday morning, Hottie and I got an early start and found a place to do our wedding stationery, very chuft about that. Thereafter we headed for Harties, had a boozy lunch and walked around a bit. Saturday was finished off with champagne in front of a fire and chatting into the night, so much of the romance :-)

I have developed an addiction to tomatoes. It started last week and out of desperation I eventually bought tomato cocktail at the quick shop because I had no tomatoes in the house. I am consuming easily 10 large tomatoes and a packet of cherry tomatoes a day – clearly my body is telling me I have a deficiency of some sort.


Wednesday, May 20, 2009


So what’s been happening in Tay’s Universe at the moment? Well let’s start with Friday.

My house was completely over run by Hottie’s Best Friend and accompanying family. It wasn’t too bad though; we had pizza and finished off the night playing cards. I also got to play god mother to the two boys which was fun!

Saturday morning Hottie and I were off to the bead factory place in Irene – very cool place and so much to look at. We followed that up with a yummy Wimpy breakfast.

Before we knew it, it was time to go and visit Hottie’s Dad and Cruella De Ville (Stepmother). His father I can tolerate, but she is like something out of a bad movie. Thankfully that visit ended swiftly.

Sunday I had breakfast with the girls, discussing wedding stuff – no surprise there. Strange how when one is alone though the mind starts playing tricks. Hottie had gone fishing with all the guys and after breakfast I was left with some time to myself.

I got wedding jitters. Yes. Serious ones like break out in a cold sweat ones. It passed by the time Hottie got home but still, freaked me out somewhat.

Work has been murderous and the clever dicks known as management insist on scheduling back to back meetings which to me is ridiculous because we hardly have time to get any work done.

Anyhoo, hopefully today will go a little smoother and they will leave me alone.

Have a fantastic day everyone!

Friday, May 15, 2009

I can't hear you!

Had to drive to work on my own this morning because Hottie is in bed with flu… As if that is not bad enough (having a sick man in the house), the Best Friend, Wife AND kids are coming to stay the night!

I am deaf at the moment. Not by choice believe me. After a shitload of antibiotics I am still sniffing, blocked and coughing, it’s ridiculous.

The end result of course is that I am shouting when I talk and since we sit in an open plan office at work, this is somewhat problematic.

Hottie: Why are you yelling?
*People in the office start hopping up like meerkats from behind their cubicles*
H: mumble mumble (don’t really know what he said)
*Phone goes dead*

I have now resorted to practiced yawning in an attempt to ‘pop’ my ears and gain my hearing. It’s not working...


Thursday, May 14, 2009

Peace and Financial Challenges

Hottie and I have made peace. We sat down yesterday and spoke our hearts which we should have done 3 days ago if not sooner! Whilst discussing all our issues, we couldn't help but laugh at how silly we had been and stubborn....very stubborn!

In other news, I am having sleepless nights about the bridesmaids dresses. There is no way on my budget that I can afford R2000 a dress and having them made unsettles me somewhat.
Four bridesmaids = R8000 *shudder*, not happening!

Otherwise, plans are progressing at a steady pace. The major things are all done accept the bridesmaid dresses and I need to find people to make my invitations. So much of the wedding planning....urgh! I was wondering last night if I am a bad bride. Most women have everything planned and done by this stage and I am merrily taking my time....

Enough wedding talk...


Wednesday, May 13, 2009

What's love got to do with it?

This post is more than likely not going to make much sense. My heart is just so sore I need to spill random feelings somewhere. You have been warned!

Hottie and I are on the verge of killing each other. We have been bickering and fighting constantly and things don’t seem to be improving. I realise planning a wedding puts a lot of strain on any couple, but for fuck sakes how much?

We argue about gifts, ties, speeches, the venue. It just doesn’t stop. In the last three days we have barely spoken. It has now come to things like “How was your day” – erm.....we fucking WORK together!!!! “The traffic is hectic this morning” – yes, I am with you in the car!!!!!

Our morning drives which used to be the highlight of my day are now basically filled with silence and Gareth Cliff. Every week his biological father makes an appointment to visit and then cancels. He has no idea who his son is and the favouritism between the brothers makes me physically ill!!

This weekend coming is again fully booked and we will barely see each other. Perhaps it will be good for us – I hope so. I just miss our carefree relationship where we weren’t biting each other’s heads off at every opportunity.

And the cruncher? I am as much to blame if not more.


Tuesday, May 12, 2009

**Cough Cough** I am back!

I was off sick last week. Got Bronchitis and can honestly say it’s been a while since I have got flu THAT badly! I still sound like a barking dog though and cannot stop sneezing!

Went for my second wedding dress fitting on Saturday and am happy to announce I have chosen my dream dress and am now waiting for it to arrive from Europe. Happiness is…. *Sigh*

I soooo want to post a picture but have this sneaky suspicion Hottie may know where my blog is and although it’s a long shot I cannot take the chance of having him see anything before the big day. There are only 17 weekends left until the wedding. Hectic stuff!

Further more things in Tay’s Universe are relatively quiet at this stage.

Hope to have more exciting writing material soon.


Wednesday, April 29, 2009

The after effects…

Got home last night and lit a candle for the Brother then promptly had a glass of wine and decided to make a half decent supper. This might I add, was after assuring Hottie a hundred times that I really did want to cook and that he really could sit on the couch and watch TV. (Shame… too sweet)

I also finally managed to call the parents, calls that I had been dreading the whole day. People tend to grieve in different ways and this was particularly the case with my folks and which contributed vastly to the divorce four months after the Brother’s death.

My mom was doing extremely well and I was so incredibly proud of her. She was bursting to tell me that the local radio station had played 30 minutes of music as a dedication to my boet and that she had taped it for me. I have never been has grateful to my DJ friend.

My Dad, not so good. In fact he has been doing rather badly the last few weeks. Nevertheless we briefly mentioned the fact that we both had a glass of wine in our hands whilst staring at the Brother’s pic and then moved onto the topic of the wedding. The conversation was short but meant the world.

After making a lemon chicken pasta and cheese cake for dessert, I flopped down on the couch and watched Ugly Betty. Sleeping was another story altogether though and as exhausted as I was, I just could not sleep.

Anyway. I have decided to perk up now and relish the delight of a 3 day week and the fact that I go in search of my dream wedding dress on Saturday (Any suggestions welcome)

Also, I am now Twittering (Think that’s what you call it). Sheesh, felt like a complete idiot initially but seem to slowly be getting the hang of it.


Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Rest In Peace Brother.

Today, 10 years ago, my Brother passed away. I cannot believe the time has gone so quickly. They say it gets easier and I guess in a way it does but little things sometimes catch you unawares and you feel a stab in your heart that takes your breath away.

I wish I could put a picture in this post of my handsome Brother. He had the most sparkly blue eyes and dark brown hair. It happened on numerous occasions that girls would befriend me to get to know my Brother.

So I have written a letter to my blue eyed boy, guess in a way it’s therapy.

Dear Boet

I wish you knew how much I miss you. It feels as though you went off to another country or something and one day you will be back. Often something happens and I wish I could tell you about it or there will be something that makes me laugh and I know you would be in stitches about it too.

I miss having a sibling, my confidant, the person who would get up to all sorts of shit with me. I get scared that I will forget what you look like or how you looked when you smile. Your photo is next to my bed though and whenever I feel sad I just sit and chat to you. Sometimes I wonder if you are okay and get frustrated that I can no longer take care of you.

You touched so many people’s lives; so many people loved you (still do). Sometimes I get so angry knowing you won’t be at my wedding nor will my kids have an uncle that I can guarantee you now, they would have loved.

I cannot help but laugh whilst remembering the day we danced in kitchen to that “Dirty Dancing” song. You flung me into every kitchen cupboard possible and we laughed and giggled until we cried.

Brother, I hope wherever you are, you are happy and at peace. I know you are looking after all of us when we are least aware of it.

You were the greatest Brother any sister could ask for and I love and miss you more than you could ever know.

Rest In Peace Brother.

Your ‘Sis’

Friday, April 24, 2009

Dont' talk to me, talk to my lawyer

Yesterday morning I was quietly going about my work when my phone rings. It was a lawyer. The lawyer was representing the EX and phoned to tell me that the EX wanted my share of the house and considering that I had abandoned him, was thus not entitled to any payment of any kind.

WTF??? I don't think so. I politely told him that my lawyer would be in touch and switched off my phone. Then I sat and burst into tears. Not sure if it was shock or what but all I keep thinking is that I had been honourable, gracious and giving throughout the entire breakup and he was trying to screw me.

I left the house completely intact. I left pretty much everything there from curtains to linen and only took my bed, fridge and microwave... shows how far nice gets a person these days. I have no doubt in my mind that the EX did not initiate this but rather his spoilt brother and his vindictive mother.

So... besides all the wedding planning stressing me out, I now get to worry about paying lawyers and possibly losing alot...... ALOT of money. In addition I have a prank caller phoning at least 4 times a day from a private number and hanging up. Kept poor Hottie awake most of last night due to grinding my teeth. The poor guy eventually got desperate and woke me up because he thought I had no teeth left.

Screw it. At long last Hottie and I have a weekend to ourselves and will be doing absolutely nothing. Yayness!!

Have a wonderful long weekend.


Thursday, April 23, 2009

Expo's, Cops and Robbers

I have absolutely no excuse for not posting the last while. Call it mental block, not sure.

Anyway, much has happened over the last 3 weeks and I am going to attempt to summarise it all in a few paragraphs only!

My last post was about me wanting to dent Hotties car (moment of madness). It appears that during that time, him and I were just under major pressure and ended up taking things out on one another.

The good news was that we went to the wedding expo…. What a complete and utter waste of my time (and R70). Maybe I am just a bad bride and not with the times, but I felt like I was being hunted by a pack of wolves.

Everywhere I went I was accosted by people trying to sell me stuff and I would be talking to someone only to be rudely interrupted by a competitor and have pamphlets shoved in my face. I lasted an hour…. Hottie was amazing and took everything in his stride.

Erm… next was the Easter weekend break. What. A. Pain. In.The. Arse! It turned out completely the opposite of what we expected. What’s worse is that I have made a big mistake selecting a certain friend to be my maid of honour. I am going to have to diplomatically change that arrangement very soon. Needless to say Hottie and I were immensely relieved when the weekend was over and rushed home the minute we could.

Lastly, Hottie and I had to go into hiding last week. Away from criminals, away from cops. Think perhaps I will leave that story for another post. I just want to state that we did not do anything illegal nor did we even voluntarily get ourselves into the situation. I mean for goodness sake, I have a wedding to plan……%@!#

Okay, one last thing (seriously). I voted yesterday after standing in a queue for 3 hours. Initially I was excited when we got there, however after 2 hours I had abruptly lost my sense of humour. Glad I did it though!

Now for the results…..


Friday, April 3, 2009


I am so angry now I could kick a dent in Hottie's car!!!!! He took the level of our argument a whole notch further....

Sends me an email now saying he will be leaving this afternoon to go camping with his brothers and will be back Sunday afternoon.

We were supposed to go to the Wedding Expo on Sunday....

I am so over this crap.


Yes, it' really early... Hottie and I had a disagreement at five this morning - we are such freaks. No one in their right minds fight at that time of the morning. So I left before the sun came up and am now peacefully sitting at my desk...

I just saw the most bizarre thing... Yesterday there was a "Bed Bug" conference in Cape Town. Apparently infestation of this bug is becoming more and more common. And guess what else? THEY EAT PEOPLE!! Quote:

"they can survive for up to a year without feeding and how painful their bites can be to at least 50% of people bitten.
What makes this problem worse is that bed bugs can widely be found on trains, buses, in movie theatres, hospitals, airplanes, couches and be transported even via the sole of a shoe."

OMG!! YUCK!! I have one of those steam machine thingies so this weekend it's me and the bed bugs - it's war you motherfluffers....

Have a nice day.


Thursday, April 2, 2009

Point for me

Last night we had dinner with all of Hottie’s Best Friends and their significant others. The Bimbo was there again too and after her rudely interrupting our conversations with the most arb statements, I ordered a glass of red wine to ease the pain…

Have a slight headache today, not sure whether it can be attributed to the wine or to the Bimbo’s unwelcome presence last night. LV (Hottie’s Best Friend’s wife) and I invited her to join us for a smoke (trying to be nice) BIG mistake.

It’s rare that I want to inflict physical harm on someone for being dumb but last night I had to restrain myself on more than one occasion. I have had more stimulating conversation with my 7 year old god son. Please understand though that I am an easy going person and get on with every one usually.

Second glass of red wine later, madam Bimbo proceeds to tell me how I should watch Hottie because he is player….. WTF? I answered sweetly (because I am a nice person) every guy is a player until he settles down *smile*.

Barely legal Bimbo then starts comparing me to Hotties Ex and how I am so plain compared to her. It was then that the patience snapped and with LV’s mouth hanging wide open I casually glanced at my watch and said; “Are your parents coming to pick you up soon or does your man have to take you home at a certain time?”

Game. Set. Match.


Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Back off

April Fools Day…. Mmmm! It would have been my parents’ 28th wedding anniversary today. They got divorced – go figure. What possessed them to get married on this specific day beats me.

In fact, I have pictured it on numerous occasions. “Do you, Tay’s Dad take Tay’s Mom to be your lawfully wedded wife? Yes… Whaa haaaa APRIL FOOL! Not good.

On Saturday, Hottie’s mother invited us to brunch at a well known tea garden in Harties. I was looking forward to breakfast especially since Hottie and I were up at the crack of dawn to visit a venue in Krugersdorp.

The venue in Krugersdorp was nice but not us and besides there was no way I was going to say my vows alongside a main road, with cars hooting and zooming past. Not happening.

After breakfast we were offered a tour of the gardens and it then dawned on me after we were shown the chapel, that Hottie and his mom were considering this as a possible wedding venue. Don’t get me wrong, the gardens are awesome and almost spiritual, but it wasn’t exactly what I had in mind for our special day.

It was then that Hottie and his mom started putting on the pressure to decide on a venue. After listening to all their reasoning about why I should choose this and that, I put my foot down and insisted I want to view all my options before selecting one final place.

Yesterday Hottie informs me that his mom has bought the material and patterns for the girls’ dresses (they are to be the flower girls) WTF? I appreciate her wanting to get things on the go after I showed her what I had in mind, but what if I don’t like the material?

Think perhaps I am just feeling a little overwhelmed… I have narrowed my shortlist of venues down to two so far and have decided on the colour/s for the wedding. Also have a dress in mind but am having concerns that my boobies won’t keep the dress up!

Have a fool filled April 1st!


Friday, March 27, 2009

The dry season (TMI) - Not for sensitive readers

A few weeks ago, Hottie and I decided to give the hectic baby making schedule a break and take some pressure off the two of us. It also made sense to postpone a month or so because we have pretty much set the wedding date – 29 August ……. This year!

Now I realise this post is possibly sharing way too much information but I have no other outlet so if you are in any way going to be either offended or put off reading this (guys, take note) then stop reading – NOW! That includes pissing yourself laughing at my expense…. Just saying.

Right…. Hottie and I have not had sex in over 3 weeks. THREE!!! Granted due to my monthly cycle the first week and having other complications the second week, it made life a little difficult but this week we had ample opportunity and nothing happened.

The confession I need to make is as follows: This is mostly my fault. For some or other reason I have just been iffy in that department lately. It’s not that I don’t enjoy it, just haven’t been in the mood – at all!

So, last night I decided that I was in the mood and well…. I was rejected. Needless to say I am not handling this well at all. I just don’t understand really. 2 hours prior to my little “I am in the mood” display, Hottie was kinda hinting about it too and was playful to say the least….

Two hours later he blatantly turns me down, leaving me standing there like a complete imbecile, lacy undies and all (okay okay so I was trying to be cute and sexy like).

So…. I am a bit miffed out at this stage and decided to google libido boosters where I came across – Horny Goat Weed. My first thought was of a randy goat running around trying to shag anything that moves – disturbing, seriously. Not sure I want to take something with that picture in my mind.

I hope this is just a phase of our relationship because I have honestly never been through anything like this before. I am scared actually.

Right, now that I have subjected you all to major over share, off to shop I go. For clothes.... no really.....

Happy weekend everyone!


Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Buy a map book next time....

I am back. I probably should give a reason as to why I have been away for a while but I can’t.

So where to begin! The engagement party turned out nicely. My future skoonma went a bit berserk with flowers and even made us an unbelievably yummy cake. The day was a special one and everyone who said they would attend were there.

Well……Everyone except my mom and step dad were there. My dad had a spare GPS which he loaned to them and “Gabby” garmin proceeded to take them on a sightseeing trip around a place called Bronkhorstspruit.

Apparently there seems to be “mine is bigger than yours” syndrome between my dad and step dad and hence my poephol of a step father didn’t want to phone anyone to find out if they were on the right track.

When I eventually got hold of them on the phone I was told they were going home as the day was over and they had wasted enough petrol (It was 11h30 in the morning). To say I was hurt was an understatement and I haven’t spoken to my mom since. The cherry on the cake was when my step dad left a disgusting message on my phone. I was not impressed.

In other news, I eventually bought the Sony camera and must say I am chuft with my decision. Intend to put it to good use when we go to Magalies for the Easter weekend!

I also have some serious shopping to catch up on. We received so many gift vouchers at the party on Saturday that can be put to good use.

The taxi saga yesterday left a very bitter taste in my mouth too. Thanks to those stupid shits, my domestic executive could not get to work and hence I have a mountain of washing at home. I friggin hate doing washing… seriously!

Popped round to visit my friend LA last night. Had a fat chat over pizza and wine. We also discussed post baby sex which had me gulping down the wine a little faster than I should of. Nasty stuff (post baby sex not the wine, the wine was quite good actually). She also told me that apparently the 'in' thing these days it to get your lady bits “revamped” via surgery after you have had your last child…**shudder and cross legs** erm…… no.

Right then, let me call the parentals and be the adult for a change….


Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Help ..... please

I am trying to buy a new camera and stuck between two different ones. Every time I make my mind up I change it again!

This is now driving me to the point of desperation and hence I am appealing to the blogger community for help.

Which is the better camera?

The Sony DSC H50 (15 x Optical Zoom)


The Panasonic DMC-FZ50

For the sake of my sanity, comments are more than welcome....


Wednesday, March 11, 2009

I made it!

I lived through the night. Turned out to be a fun filled evening after all, though only got around 3 hours sleep. I look like shit and the special eye cream I bought for dark circles, guess what? It doesn’t work when you want it to…just saying.

My dad calls me this morning in hysterics about an email he received and forwarded to me.

Tay: Hello, Tay speaking
Dad: Hi Lu (My nickname) whaaa haaa haaa
Tay: **silence
Dad: I just sent you an email, read it now, it’s classic, READ IT!
Tay: Erm… dad I am kinda in the middle of something right now, will open it as soon as I get a chance.
Dad: NOOOOO Tay, now! Whaaa haaa haa
Tay: **Mutters under breath** This had better be good. “Okay one sec”
Dad: Pay special attention to the subject line, okay gotta go bye!
Tay: *speaks to dead phone line unless there is a Telkom lurker tapping the phone for kicks. “ Hi Mr Telkom Man, hope you are having a good day”

Email as follows:
If she hasn’t yet, she will soon!

Ah, too much of humour from the parental.


Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Let the games begin - another rant

I think I am suffering from some sort of disorder. This week is turning out to be a week from hell and I am this close *shows tiny weeny space with fingers* from throwing a tantrum.

Besides Hottie wanting to invite an ex with the a name similar to that of a cheap car, making invitations for the engagement party and working my poephol off, I now have people staying over tonight.

Hottie’s best friend thought it would be a fantastic idea to fumigate the house today with a 9 week old baby in the house. Best friend’s wife is hysterical and called me now asking to stay over.

So, I have her, a seven year old and a nine week old baby in my 2 bed roomed house tonight – the whoooooooole night. On a weekend, sure no problem. This now means that I have to rush home after work and sort out my “spare room”.

Also, Hottie’s dad decided to be a dick and decline the invitation to the engagement party because he refuses to be in his ex wife’s house and Hottie should consider the family politics and be sensitive to such situations.

Dude…….. you remarried like 15 years ago – GET THE FUCK OVER IT!!!!!!!
I think it is incredibly selfish that he won’t put one day aside for a special occasion in his son’s life – he sucks balls!

Right, tantrum over.


Monday, March 9, 2009

What kak

Been a hectic day and I feel like shit. Hottie and I argued most of the weekend, the medication I am on is making me ill and in conclusion I cannot contribute any post of value today…

Apologies…. Really.


PS. Is it weird that Hottie wants to invite an ex-girlfriend to our engagement party? WTF??? I don’t care if she has a boyfriend. It’s weird.

Friday, March 6, 2009

Just Nonsense

Yay, weekend has finally arrived! Although it was a short week for me, I am so relieved to see the end of it!

My mom and I had a disagreement last night of epic proportions. Although it wasn’t about anything specific, I am really concerned about her and she interprets my concern as interfering.

Turns out I was right after all. My step dad has been hiding stuff from her like say um… oh… well…. a balance of R25 000 on his credit card. Not cool. They have been fighting ever since. A mother can't hide stuff like that from her daughter.... I have telepathy or super powers or whatever.

My mom and I have a joint doctors appointment today with some specialist dude. I am pretty much just going to give her moral support and beat my step dad with a stick… kidding.

They should be arriving in Pretoria within 30 minutes. Am positive by that time my mom will be a nervous wreck (she is terrified of traffic in the city) and my step dad will be irritated beyond comprehension with all her backseat driving. Good times.

My weekend is going to consist of some quality time with Hottie, rugby and making engagement party invitations.

Have a good one all!


Thursday, March 5, 2009

Baa Baa Black Sheep....

I am in the process of trying to arrange an engagement party by orders of the *Skoon-Ma. It has already been decided that Harties will be the venue seeing as the entertainment area alone is spectacular and very spacious! I am fine with that, in fact, I love the idea.

What I am having serious misgivings about is a spitbraai (no, not a braai onto which people spit – oh yuck). Don’t get me wrong I love a normal braai with charcoal and stuff. Not as enthused about a whole sheep going round and round in a machine that makes funny noises.

I have made it quite clear that I will in no way be a part of this process, nor will I be in the vicinity of the machine. Seriously getting cranky in my old age it appears. Don’t know what’s wrong with me, just put off by the idea.

The date is set for 21 March, if I live till then.


*Skoonma = Hottie's mother

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Back to Reality

Greetings all, good to be back! Was completely annoyed when I tried to post from our lodge in Pennington and there was no getting onto the web for longer than 2 minutes!

Soooo, I am engaged. I will not bore you to tears with the details of our holiday, accept that it was relaxing, awesome and memorable! What I will share with you is the details of the engagement!

Our first day there we spent the entire afternoon on the beach and lounged about in the pool. Eventually we walked back to our room where Hottie had planned a surprise. On our private balcony stood a table with candles and a dinner setting for two – very romantic.

Had a shower whilst checking out the ocean from the gigantic window and made myself all pretty. The owner of the lodge brought our meal up to our room, together with a nice bottle of bubbly, heaven! Ate the most amazing meal, fillet with the yummiest veggies I have ever tasted!

Hottie then mentioned dessert which I didn’t think I could possibly fit in and he up and left. He returned with a gift box….. I was so embarrassed because I didn’t get him a gift; accept the chocolate body paint (he was chuft with that by the way).

After chiding him for spoiling me so much I opened up the box, to find another white box nestled in pink paper. He was quick to indicate that he put the pink paper in to make it look pretty – sweety pie!

When I opened up the white box, my heart stood still. Vienna Jewellers. They are famous for their Faberge eggs. It was then that Hottie took the box and went down on one knee and proposed. I cried. He had to ask me twice because I was in such shock I forgot to answer him the first time.


The ring again....

Yeah okay, enough already......

The rest is hazy and dream like. We spent every day on the beach, even went fishing! I was attacked by a vicious looking crab with eery red eyes! Long walks along the beach, food galore and all round an incredible time in my life!


The view from the balcony


Thursday, February 26, 2009

A proposal

Due to the lack of internet connectivity here, I am unable to post any pictures etc.
For now, I will just say this:


Details and photo's will follow when I get back!

Yours in engagement (hee hee)


Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Fare Thee Well!!!

Well ladies and gentlemen; I am roughly a few hours away from starting my holiday! Lists have been made and the camera is packed (talk about enthusiasm). Will definitely be taking the laptop along for a blog update here and there should I get the chance!

I went on a lingerie shopping spree yesterday and threw in chocolate body paint for good measure. This will be a first for me *blush*, but figure it can only contribute greatly to the whole baby making experiment. TMI Tay, TMI!!!!!!

Also, feeling complete peace of mind regarding my decision to transfer to another division. Am currently being ignored by the poephol and the office bitch but quite frankly, they can kiss my arse!

Willing the time to go faster now. Hottie’s class was cancelled for tonight so at least he will be home and around to help with last minute stuff! Am so excited chickens, like a child at the moment.

Anyhoo, watched “I am Legend” last night (yes I am behind) seeing as Greys wasn’t on due to the Oscars show. I was so disappointed with the ending. Dude dies, zombies get blown up and chick saves the day. Don’t know quite what I was expecting but that just didn’t do it for me.

Also sat through an episode of “Overhaulin”. Some racer guy had a little yellow school bus that was redone. This struck me as hysterical at the time and Hottie was not impressed by the giggles throughout the episode. Prefer Choppers anyway.

Enjoy the rest of the week!


Monday, February 23, 2009

Weird Stuff

On Friday, the poephol boss called me in about my request for transfer. He was like a completely different person, all nice and actually making sense for a change. After thinking about it long and hard over the weekend, I decided to stay until I walked into the office this morning.

I have been working for the poephol for over a year now and have always disliked him. Don’t think that’s going to change overnight no matter how nice he is and whose to say the niceness is going to last?

That said, my decision has been made - moving to the more technical department. At least that will look good on my CV….

I baked crunchies yesterday! The intention was to take a few on holiday with us however, when I look again, Hottie had polished off half of the neatly packed container…..

Yesterday was a pretty relaxing day otherwise and after flicking through channels for something to watch, we ended up watching Ghost Hunters. Well…whether it’s real or not, hearing and seeing some of that stuff sent chills up my spine. Nearly had a heart attack when the cupboards started opening and closing by themselves and something said “who is in the house”.

Also watched Carte Blanche last night. Strange how whenever I hear the programme starting, I know for certain the weekend is over. Have had the same feeling since a child. Anyway… was amazed to hear that on Valentines Day there were UFO sightings in Jo’burg, they even showed pictures… very weird.

Will certainly make a point of paying more attention to the skies – maybe I will spot a bright light or something….


Thursday, February 19, 2009

The Corporate Shitpool

Work wise I am in such a shit pool right now it's not even funny. Cousin Murphy gave me a swift kick up the arse and I am not sure whether I am coming or going. Let's just say life is going to get very difficult for me in the next few weeks.

My boss and I do not get on. In fact we hate each other's guts. I think he is a womanising shithead who has no people skills whatsoever. 4 weeks ago, I applied for a transfer. I wrote the motivation and sent it off to my new prospective boss.

This morning, I am called into the Big Chief's office (My boss's boss) and he says they would like to move me to another division because they feel my skills are needed there... Flattering yes. But this changes everything. I would much rather move to the other division than take the transfer straight out of the department and the worst part is that my boss - the *poephol, is now in possession of my motivation for transfer.

I am anticipating the victimisation. It's so bad I can't even eat.

Never needed a holiday quite as much as I do now.


*poephol - arsehole

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Premature Wedding Fever

What a busy few days. Between meetings, Hottie going to class and me searching every possible venue I can find for a wedding, it’s been slightly chaotic!

On Saturday I was spoilt with flowers and a teddy for Valentines day – too cute! We also went to Harties for the birthday party and were pretty much pooped after that. Watched the Sharks play – yay Sharks, followed by a fantastic time with my friends on Sunday, girly time was exactly what I needed.

The last of the weekend was spent with Hottie’s Best Friend and The Wife. They officially asked Hottie and I to be God Parents to both the new baby, Vince and the older one, Tris. It’s such an honour and I love spoiling them both :-) Hottie wouldn't leave Vince for a minute......

Thus far we have come up with 3 favourite venues: Kwalata Lodge, Irene Country Lodge and Red Ivory. I have also been throwing ideas around in terms of colours and themes and even the invitations.

Before long, you are addicted to wedding stuff. It was this morning I sat back and thought for a few minutes that this is actually premature. Firstly, Hottie has not even proposed…….. *sigh. Suppose there is nothing wrong with being prepared especially if I have to plan a wedding in record time…

That said, I have settled on dragonflies as the theme and a burgundy like red with matt silver of sorts. Apparently these colours are cliché but I love them!!!

I have this vision of what I would like the wedding to be like – cosy and intimate in the bushveld. I like the look of a rustic old chapel and warm, inviting reception. Bleh…… my head hurts from all this stuff already.

I also want to be creative and different. I know every bride must say this but seriously I do. Instead of flowers for the tables, I would prefer little miniature fairy gardens / forests with candles in it, surrounding by pieces of wood and stuff.

Anyway….. enough wedding talk. Boring people to tears with this stuff. This time next week I will be lying on the beach with not a worry in the world.

6 more sleeps…..


Friday, February 13, 2009

Wedding Venues 101

I am currently suffering from overwhelmisation*. Feels like I am losing control of almost everything and there is too much going on at the moment. Our break to the coast cannot come quick enough.

Hottie and I have been looking at wedding venues. He brought up the idea of a winter wedding so we started looking at places – erm, just for fun of course.

Must tell you chickens’ I am struggling. Half the places need a lotto jackpot for the deposit alone and the other half are just bleh. Looking for something very particular. Preferably a forest setting (river nearby would be awesome), little chapel, with reception area nearby. Found a beautiful place but the limit is 26 guests….. We are looking at a small wedding, but 26 is unrealistic.

Then there is the debate of ditching traditional and Hottie and I bugger off to an island and get married on the beach…

So my plea is as follows: If you know or got married at a venue you think I would like, please drop me a comment :-)

Tomorrow we are off to Harties again to celebrate Hottie’s sister’s birthday. She is turning 6 and gave us a whole list of birthday present requests including a hamster named Button (cute).

Sunday I am meeting with friends for brunch which I am so looking forward to. Haven’t seen my dear friends in months!

Hope you all have a fantastic weekend!


*Overwhelmisation – when you feel like you are in way over your head. Well that’s my word for it at this stage.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Operation Spend Time On Yourself

Hottie and I made up and all is well in Tay’s universe at the moment. We spent most of Tuesday night talking things out and thankfully the issue has been resolved. Whoop whoop!

I have also come to realise that I am neglecting myself. I do all the usual girly stuff but never seem to get round to the additional things. I am getting wrinkles which I have never really noticed before (Not impressed) and my hair is irritating the crap out of me.

Yesterday I went berserk and bought all sorts of facial creams, eye creams, anti wrinkle serum, the works….. I am addicted to hand creams and must have 4 different ones in my handbag alone. Stocked up on some of those too. My latest favourite is Oh so Heavenly’s soft touch hand cream, it smells delicious!

Operation Spend Time On Yourself is now in full swing and I intend to make the most of it. Even considering chopping my hair off but need a little courage for that first.

I also invested in a thermometer and an ovulation kit ….. the stress is about to begin again. This time however, I am taking it easy and not working myself up or putting myself under pressure.

12 more days until Hottie and I go to the coast for a break. Hope the weather is better than it is now. Felt like winter this morning.

Before I end off this somewhat unstructured post, just want to make special mention of Angel. She is going through an awful time at the moment and it’s sad to know she is hurting. Will be holding thumbs all works out!!!


Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Bokkie se moer..... (Buck... erm... can't translate that)

Hottie and I are fighting at the moment.... and the worst part is that it's pretty much my fault.
I suck as a girlfriend and would tell you all about the said argument but I am too embarrassed and it's very personal.

On Saturday, Hottie was trying to be funny and jumped (fully clothed) into the bath with me. Ten minutes later he realised his phone was in his pocket..... ooops.

I gave him my old spare phone to use for the time being and the next day he randomly comes to me and tells me that he found old sms's from his ex on his phone. Now in all fairness how the hell was I supposed to respond to that? I quietly said oh and went about my business. 2 days later I couldn't resist and went through his phone (Well technically my phone). BAD IDEA. The messages were still there this morning..... he hasn't deleted them yet. They were graphic, loving, sexual messages.

This was not what the argument was about at all, but it's something that is bugging me.

I want "bokkie" as she called him to delete the messages........

I hate this.


Monday, February 9, 2009

Doctor Tay in the house....

For some or other reason I am just not a happy person today. Went through to my dorpie over the weekend which usually I enjoy immensely but this weekend was just…. Bleh.

We arrived on Friday night and I noticed my mom and step dad were very curt with one another. This has been something I have noticed almost every time I am back home.

By Saturday afternoon, the tension between my folks was unmistakable and I sat down and had a long chat with my mom. It had been going on for months apparently and had reached the point where my mom had considered leaving.

Hectic stuff. It was then that I decided an intervention was necessary. Hottie and I arranged for some Chinese takeout, we set the table with candles and all and I gave them the run down on how the evening would proceed.

They would be left to eat in peace and thereafter I would facilitate a discussion between them both. Earlier I had approached each one of them and they had to list things that were bugging them or that they felt needed to be discussed.

Needless to say the “discussion” lasted for 3 hours but by the end of it, things appeared to be a little clearer and the issues had been resolved. On Sunday they at least appeared to be themselves again – YAY! I sometimes wonder who the parents are and who the kids are……. Just saying….

Anyway, the kittens are gorgeous and Hottie has fallen in love with one and me the other, so at this stage there is much deliberation about adopting them both. I have named mine Bella and his we have named Storm.

Suppose it’s Monday and I should perk up later when I get to relax and watch Greys Anatomy….



Thursday, February 5, 2009

Kittens and Corn

Firstly, welcome to the new followers of my blog! You have made my day!!!!

My step dad sent me pictures of the kittens last night. Unfortunately in almost all of them, his huge boep (stomach) is protruding into the photo. I would most certainly not subject you to that, so the photo below is a little mangled but at least visible.

Hottie and I are trying to come up with names for the new baby (The furry one). He suggested Storm or Bella. Think when I get to see her I will be able to figure out a name :-)

On Tuesday night, Hottie and I went to have dinner with his folks out in Harties. The girls were really chuft to see us and before I knew it I was being dragged across to a mielie field to “run” through the mielies with them. I hadn’t done that since I was a child and rather more importantly, before I saw “Children of the Corn”.

After some time (It was almost dark), I was still walking ahead chatting to the girls when it dawned on me that they were not answering. The little shits (and I say this with much love) had left me there…..alone. Let me tell you something. Standing in a gigantic mielie field, after the sun has set, ALONE, is not the coolest thing in the world.

The wind made the leaves make a funny rustling sound and for a few moments I completely lost my sense of direction (Damn garmin, never around when you need it). To tell you the truth I was shitting myself and trying not to think about all the damn horror movies I had seen over the years that involved freaking corn.

Thankfully, Hottie started to call out for me from the main house and I could figure out the direction…..Ran like a demon (Ha) all the way until just before the mielies ended and then casually strolled out as if nothing was the matter.
There was no ways I was going to be caught A) getting lost and B) being scared as hell.

Think I am in the mood for corn tonight……


Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Neighbourhood Watch Extreme

All of my folks live in the same suburb and they all belong to the local neighbourhood watch. This is no ordinary neighbourhood watch though. They have two way radios and every night each member “checks in” when called at precisely 20h00. There is also a ‘Reaction Team”. These are the guys who mean business (bullet proof vests and all) and when the shit hits the fan, they are called to take care of it. My step dad belongs to the reaction team but has been out of action due to an operation recently.

Last night Hottie and I were in bed early only to have the phone wake us up around 23h00. It was my step dad sounding very disturbed.

Step Dad: Hi Tay, you sleeping?
Tay: *garbled sounds
T: What’s wrong? Is mom okay?
SD: Mom is fine, just a little upset.
T: *jumps up out of bed to find a ciggie, bracing for sinister news*
T: Upset about what?
SD: The reaction team were called out tonight. *very serious voice*
T: Why?
SD: They were called on the radio regarding a suspicious box in the middle of the road.
T: Uh huh and?
SD: Well, they went to investigate and first secured the area obviously (as if I should know this)
T: Uh huh
SD: Well, when they approached the box, (the tension builds) you not going to believe this…… **dramatic pause. There were 3 small grey kittens in there!!
T: Shit, that’s terrible. Are they okay?
SD: Well, the Reaction team safely escorted them to the Reaction bakkie and proceeded to call anyone over the radio that would look after them. Naturally your mother volunteered.
T: Shame the poor little things. Is there any particular reason why you are calling me at this hour to tell me this?
SD: Oh yes, do you want a male cat or a female cat?
T: Finishes ciggie in annoyance*** A girl, thanks SD, sleep well, goodnight.

It appears I have adopted a kitten. Although the thought of some arsehole purposely putting these little things in the middle of a busy road incenses me to no end, I find the other part hysterical.

Seven grown men with bullet proof vests, spotlights and guns, stalking a box and then “escorting” the poor little kittens to my mom (This after waking up half the neighbourhood to find adoptive parents). Long live the Neighbourhood Watch Reaction Team!

Tay, over and out, (Hee hee)

Monday, February 2, 2009

Blabbering on...

One post last week – disgraceful! The fact is chickens’, I was barely able to get out of bed for two days! On Monday I popped down to our clinic (We have a whole medical centre here) and the Doc was visibly worried. She sent me home for two days – strict bed rest. I could not stop crying and just felt like shit.

By Wednesday I had still not started my monthly cycle and Hottie decided enough was enough. He bundled me into the car at 05h00 that morning and off we went to have a blood test done. (Perhaps I was pregnant?)

2 hours later and numerous ciggies and coffee, we called to get the results which were negative. !@*$!!!! So what was wrong with me? By Friday there was still nothing! I tell you, this week alone I must have peed on roughly ten sticks and by Saturday Hottie was adamant that Monday we would be seeing a gynae. It finally started yesterday afternoon……

So it’s three more weeks until our teeny weenie break to the coast for 5 days. I cannot wait. My boss has been on my back since his return and the affair between him and the office bitch seems to have escalated somewhat.

I have also been offered a management position, still in the same company but just to another division. The problem with this is that my darling boss needs to give the OK in order for me to accept the position (It's a transfer not a promotion). Hold thumbs for me…. Please! He definitely is not the most persuasive person.

Hopefully the next 3 weeks will fly past!


Monday, January 26, 2009

Permission granted….

Our social event at work was rained out on Friday and eventually I left after the lapa flooded – sheesh, so much of rain! Decided to go through to my hometown on Friday afternoon instead of Saturday morning.

On Saturday, Hottie and I slept late for the first time in ages! We then joined my dad and stepmom at the rugby stadium to watch the Sharks play the Pumas. I got see Ruan Pienaar and Rory Kocket and John Smit. It certainly made for a fun outing.

Saturday was also the day that Hottie planned to ask for my dad’s blessing (To marry me). We were both so nervous when we got back to the house for dinner and I thought Hottie was going to pass out at one stage. I eventually joined my stepmom in the kitchen and not even 5 minutes later we were called back to the lapa for a game of thirty seconds???

I was convinced that nothing had happened and that they hadn’t even discussed it, when my dad popped open a bottle of bubbly and congratulated us both. The relief was more than you could imagine. Am so glad my dad gave us his blessing.

In other news, I am 3 days late. I have done 2 pregnancy tests and they are both……

(Negative). Not sure what’s potting????

Will keep you updated.


Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Insomnia and Embarrassing Moments

Another sleepless night…. Seriously. Wee Willy Winkie is not playing cricket at the moment and I am not impressed. I was exhausted last night and after Greys Anatomy, I had a relaxing shower, read for a bit and …………..nothing.

I was still awake this morning when an earth shattering storm hit Centurion and an sms came through at 1am from a friend, to say she had just given birth to a baby boy. Generally I am chuft as hell when someone has a baby, but this chick and I drew swords a few months ago.

Knowing my situation, she casually told me one day in my living room that she doesn’t want her baby and that if she could get rid of “it” she would. Needless to say I was not amused.

In other news, I embarrassed myself terribly this morning. Just thinking about it makes me want to hide. Although it’s normal in almost every relationship, Hottie and I had not yet shared this particular erm.. thing.

So....... this morning I get out of the shower and whilst drying myself off, have this urge to well… release some gas (Also known as fart). Hottie was still lying in bed and the bedroom door was closed. 90% of the time I manage to let a little one slip and they are ALWAYS quiet. I am not a noisy gas – emitter.

Until this morning. Perhaps I pushed a little hard, but what followed was a loud, although ladylike, fart. I nearly died. I figured that because the door was closed and Hottie was still asleep, I had managed to get away with it and he didn’t hear - twas not to be.

Seconds later (from the bedroom) Hottie burst out laughing and said: “Sis Babe, didn’t think you had it in you, well done” whaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaa. Note to self: Sounds from bathroom can be heard from bedroom even when door is closed.

Why me? *Cringe*


Monday, January 19, 2009

Classifieds: 1 x Straight Jacket Needed....

Ta da! My 50th post. Compared to many other bloggers I am still pretty much a virgin in blogland, but either way I am chuffed – happy 50th to me!!

Last week was hellish. Work was tormenting me and Hottie and I were exhausted by the time Friday night came around. On Saturday, we went off to LA’s 30th Birthday party. It was awesome visiting with my friend again and I got to spend some treasured time with her 4 month old baby boy :-)

Yesterday we did very little and lazed around for most part of the day. Out of desperation I lay covered in a damp towel and had the fan blowing on me, just to cool down – the day was a scorcher.

More troubling in Tay’s Universe, is that I have started to grind my teeth in my sleep again. It’s waking Hottie up at night and has been for the last week. The poor guy is barely managing to get 3 hours sleep a night, thanks to my chomping away.

Apparently last night it got worse when I started throwing punches or something. Hottie says it was the most disturbing thing he has seen in a while and eventually grabbed my arms in an attempt to get me to calm down….. Am at a loss for words as to the reason for this, but Hottie reckons the person I was punching the crap out of, came off second best. (Thank you Nintendo Wii Boxing)

I am seriously considering buying ear plugs for Hottie to block out the teeth chomping and perhaps a straight jacket for myself so I don’t injure the poor guy…..

Shit, it’s only Monday!


Wednesday, January 14, 2009

The Countdown Begins (Round 1)

I woke up late this morning – again! Getting out of bed was a painful matter with numerous moans and groans. I am so stiff, can barely lift my arm to drink my coffee! Drove to work half asleep and Hottie wasn’t even there to keep me company (We usually go to work in one car)

Had a serious session with the Wii last night, a whole hour! Played some tennis and then kicked arse at the boxing. I even had the whole bouncing around and ducking left and right thing down to an art. (Whaa haa)

Hottie was amused when I attempted the aerobics (Steps). In order to keep to the rhythm of the damn thing and in time to the beat (It tells you when you suck and not following properly) I used my arms and wiggled my bum a bit! Hope to goodness the neighbours weren’t watching, must look quite bizarre.

My dad eventually responded to Hottie’s sms and I am curious as hell to find out what exactly he said. This morning when I mentioned to him that I was not supposed to know about the appointment, daddy darling suddenly had “someone on the other line” and had to go.

Excited to hear about Hottie’s first day of class and believe it or not am rather envious. Am contemplating the idea of starting to study again but need to still give it careful thought…

11 more days until I can do a pregnancy test…. Urgh! Would go for the blood tests instead but I am phobic of needles and figure the psychological impact will render me abnormal for at least a month.

So with that the countdown begins (no pressure).


Tuesday, January 13, 2009

A Rant....

Hottie begins his courses tomorrow and the poor guy is stressed to the max. Yesterday I ran around getting his stationary, a bag and even a year planner on which I put all his assignment due dates and classes. (Yes….. ever the PA, I know).

On Saturday we went and saw a psychic lady in Brooklyn. This is not the first time I have done this but Hottie was a first-timer. Although some things she got spot on, I was not convinced by it all, have been to better. In a nutshell she told me that Hottie is my soul mate and we will be married in 2 years. She also mentioned the bitch that drives me senile at work and that I am going to fall pregnant with TWINS!

According to her, they will be girls born 6 minutes apart. But wait, there’s more (Sounds like a Verimark ad). I am going to fall pregnant with twins a second time, a boy and girl. Mmmmm. She mentioned that I would more than likely conceive in July this year and that I would be in a car accident but no harm would come to me. Hectic stuff!

Anyhoo, my dad is feigning ignorance with regards to the baby matter. This sprung to mind this morning after reading Angel’s post (I am sooooo happy for her by the way). Every time I bring it up, he changes the subject or acts deaf. Hottie sent him an sms yesterday wanting to make an appointment to come and see him (I was not supposed to know about this) and my dad just blatantly never responded – how rude!

This morning he calls me;

Dad; Morning Tay
Tay: Hey dad, how is going?
D: Not much news this side, just calling to see how you are.
* Chat about all sorts of crap other than the ACTUAL reason he is calling*
D: So……… I received a text message from Hottie yesterday wanting to meet with me but he didn’t say what time.
T: Erm…. I didn’t know about that…..
D: Well, what does he want? And why didn’t you tell me you are coming home that weekend?
T: Dad, I don’t know why he wants to meet with you and I have plans until Feb, I am not coming home for a while.
D: *Cough* Ahem, well …… so how is the weather up there?

I give up. My dad is the only one that is being difficult about this whole thing! Hottie is trying to do the honourable thing for ME by asking my dad for his permission to marry me. As much as I respect Hottie for wanting to do that, I have a feeling my dad is going to tear him apart….. because he can.

Dad needs to come to the party soon or he is going to find himself outside in the cold. Harsh I know, but he has a choice to support my decision or make life difficult for himself.

Sheesh, what a rant……


Monday, January 12, 2009

Welcome to the land of the living!

I am so thrilled to be back on my blog! Missed it tremendously as well as reading everyone else’s updates!

The break was a good one but I must admit, I could have done with another week or so. The week with my folks went by far too quickly.

Hottie and I got a Nintendo Wii for Christmas and eventually the whole family was playing tenpin bowling or tennis together – fantastic!!!
I went fishing but caught nothing and promptly told the fishies exactly what I thought of them!!!

On the relationship front, things are going very well. Hottie and I had a little spat here and there but nothing huge. One thing that has been bothering me is that a friend from work went after my man whilst I was on leave. Yes, dodgy I know.

Hottie was working the first few days before Christmas and each day he came home more overwhelmed than the next. Madam had latched onto him the moment I turned my back and went as far as to get his cell number off our database.

I was immensely relieved when I knew she was safely in Cape Town but would you believe it…. She started sending Hottie sms’s. One went along the lines of: “I am lying in bed alone listening to the ocean and thinking of you, what are you doing handsome?” Hottie was disgusted and didn’t bother responding.

It really bothers me that someone who I thought was my friend would do something like that. What completely fucking knocked me senseless, is that she is having an affair with a guy from work too. Guess it just goes to show that you never truly know somebody….

I have put on soooooo much weight, it’s disgusting! Tonight Hottie and I start our Wii Fitness Programme (Yes we got that too). Need to lose at least 3 or 4 kg’s by the time we go to the coast at the end of February (Not much time there… eeeeeek)

Well, that’s me for today!


Psssst. Hottie and I have started trying for a baby!