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!