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Thursday, 8 May 2014

Voting Over...

Some of us stood in the queues all morning, and some of us lucky bastids waltzed into the voting station at 2:30pm in the afternoon and were in and out within five minutes.

This was definitely NOT our first time voting and naturally we learned from previous general elections that everyone wants to get to the voting booths early and get it "over and done with".  That's why A Daft Scots Lass, her Boerewors and Wee Lassies went later in the afternoon to avoid the Christmas rush.



The IEC did a great job with organising the entire process of the South African General and Provincial Elections. Everything ran pretty smoothly in our areas and the atmosphere was light and friendly at the voting stations.  

The IEC have even provided us with an App to download and keep up-to-date with the results and news. It's a free download for Android, iOS, BlackBerry, Windows Phone and Symbian. Go get it.

Twitter, Instagram and Facebook have been flooded with #thumbies and voting #selfies from the voting booths and its been awesome to witness the patriotism of all our fellow South Africans.

We patiently await the outcome of it all...




Thursday, 29 March 2012

21 Signs You're in Lurve

Take a squizz at how blatantly obvious being "in love" can be

1. You find yourself sending a blank message by "accident" to start up a conversation.  Any excuse will do.

2. Although you're in a huge hurry to get to work, you walk really slowly when you're with them.

3. Your iPod is filled with Justin Bieber (aka their favourite singer).

4. You might be guilty of reading texts from them over and over again.

5. You add an extra smear of lipgloss at the end of the day because you know you'll see him in gym class.  You check out your hair in the mirror every five minutes just in case he pops in for a visit or bump into him at the shops.

6. You double take anyone who wears their cologne or perfume.

7. You agnoise over how long it should take before you reply to their Facebook messages.

9. You feel like they just "get" you.

10.  They're on your mind while you're reading this.  In fact you were so busy thinking about your lurve that you didn't realise No. 8 is missing.

11.  Suddenly you can relate every lyric of every love song to how you feel.

12.  When you're on the phone and it's time to hang up you think of something else to say just so you can talk a minute or two long.  You hang up, no,  you hang up!

13.  They're ALL you think about.

14.  You make a special effort to make sure their friends love you - not like, love.

15.  Your conversation with your pals revolves entirely around them. 

16.  You catch them staring at you.

17.  You just don't care about other guys or girls anymore, just him or her. Awwww

18.  You laugh at all their daft jokes - even though half of them are as funny as watching Wimbledon.  Oh the fucking hilarity!

19.  You strategically position yourself between him or her and any girl or boy who talks to them.

20.  You can't wipe the huge stoopid grin off yer face when you see a text from them.

21.  You check their Facebook page about 12 times a day - maybe 13.

So is it lurve with you?

Tuesday, 28 June 2011

Things I wish I was good at

Here are a few things I wish I was a whole lot better at doing: 
Movie Crying. Behold, a few delicate tears adorning a cheek. Instead, with me it’s The Ugy Cry. The blotchy, unmitigated werewolf’s howl and snotty sobbing. So not sexy!


Interacting with teenagers. No, I do NOT want to listen to your fucking awful Rihanna remix on a tinny cellphone or watch a video clip of Bieber swishing his hair again. Awkward.

Discovering a great book before everyone else does.

Being a charming, carefree drunk, rather than the drunk who decides this is the best time to bring up deep-seated emotional issues and beastly sneers.  "Dronk verdriet" is not pretty.

Which leads me neatly into The Hangover Paranoia that I might’ve made an utter fucking idiot of myself the night before.   To be fair though, its usually because I have thinking I can sing like Celine Dion and dancelike J.Lo.  The photos tell a different story.

Overcoming our inner cheapskate and ditching that two-year-old favourite mascara, or stubby lipstick from a decade ago. Hey, you never know when you might need gold shimmer lipstick.  I'm a Scot I hate having to spend my hard earned cash.


Maintaining the matching underwear level of effort in a relationship.   A year in, we’re happy to sit in front of him and devour so much food that we break a sweat and then cock yer leg to fart.

Showing restraint at the complementary bar at a wedding. There WILL be photos and I WILL look like a savage clutching both an entire bottle of wine and one glass while singing Tina Turner karaoke!

Customising clothes. No Trinny and Susannah, I do not look “fierce”. I look like I’ve subject to stuff to a massacre.  I'll stick to the classic look.

Not looking up his ex on Facebook, cackling like an old whore when she looks terrible and fat; and then spiraling into deep gloom and despair when she looks glamorous and soopa skinny. Biatch!

A DIY French manicure. Firstly I’d love nails (I chew), secondly it would look like I’d dipped my fingertips in Tippex.

Wise-owl life-changing pearls of wisdom. Our favourite gems? “You look great with a fringe”, “There’s more fish in the sea” and “Just get an overdraft”.

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Thursday, 23 June 2011

What the Frikadel?! Things That Prove I am an Old Fart

1. Windows XP was released TEN years ago, in 2001.

2. The "new" Millennium is more than a decade old.

3. Pierce Brosnan last acted as James Bond 9 years ago.

4. It's been 10 years since 9/11

5. The Matrix came out 12 years ago, Keanu Reeves is 46 years old.

6. Mother Theresa and Lady Diana have been dead for 14 years.

7. Macaulay Culkin is 30. "Home Alone" came out over 20 years ago.

8. Terminator 2 is 20 years old. Edward Furlong who portrayed kid John Connor is 33 now.

9. Sean Connery is 80 years old and retired.

10. The youngest Spice Girl is 35, the oldest Backstreet Boy 39, Gwen Stefani is 41, Madonna 52

11. The first Harry Potter book came out 14 years ago!

12. The first season of F.R.I.E.N.D.S was aired 17 years ago!

13. 'Kids' born in 1993 can legally drive, drink and vote this year.

14. Jurassic Park is older than Justin Bieber!

15. Bryan Adams' cult song "Summer of 69? was released 26 years ago.

16. Kids whom you remember in their nappies are posting pics of themselves smoking on Facebook

17. Facebook has been around for 7 years!

So Plonkers, when J.Lo says " its a new generation of party people", she is NOT referring to us 

Put that in yer pipe 'n smoke it. 

Saturday, 26 February 2011

Justin Bieber chops his mop or mopped his chop?

Teeny Weeny Justin Bieber lost thousands of followers on Facebook and 80 000 Tweeters recently because the Squealing Chop chopped his mop off..bye-bye bangs hello "mature" look.

"Yeah so it's true...I got a lil haircut...i like it...and we are giving all the hair cut to CHARITY to auction. Details coming soon" 

Before and After



February 2010 even shorter
What do you think? 

Thursday, 3 February 2011

Different Classroom Types

Over the past month or so, I have started reading Daddy Can't Hear You blog and he's making a series of posts about school bullies and his experiences with them being the "different" kid.  

DCHY writes about his true life experiences and his open style of writing causes many emotional out-bursts from me (I am a Bubblin' Betty).  He expresses himself in brilliant, vivid detail and is really inspiring. 

It got me thinking about the different classroom types and what they do to obtain these labels.

The Comedian 
Everyone loves a comedian, right?  There is always one of these in every class - some good, some bad.  If you're lucky, you'll get the good kind who makes you slap your thighs with laughter and gets you in trouble for giggling uncontrollably out loud in class.  If you have no such good fortune, you'll get a guy who badly impersonates Billy Connolly and steals other comedian's one-liners and of course, asks terrible jokes of his own.  "Ever notice how Greenland is icy and Iceland is green?"  I can hear you all groaning....yeah, I know terrible, just fucking terrible.

The Girl With the Weird Name 
Ye all know this one.. first day of class, the teacher is calling roll.. and says "Z-.." and looks up with a puzzled expression, and some girl red in the face says, "Zaphrena", or something similarly ridiculous.  The Weird Name Chick is usually born to pretentious parents who did not think about how their child would suffer for their stupidity.  

The Goth 
The dude who wears the black trench coat, has jet black stringy hair, wears black lipstick and paints his fingernails black. You'd think he wants to be black, but really he just wants to be dead!  Bless Him!

The Quiet Girl 
You NEVER hear this girl talk, in fact you question whether she can in fact talk or even has a tongue.  When she eventually gets up to do her speech in class in the 2nd semester, its a shock to everyone to hear that she sounded nothing like what you imagined.   This girl probably masquerades as a superhero on weekends. 

The Cell Phone Guy
Self explanatory, frequents all walks of life and is joined at the hip to his trendy mobile device.

The Challenger 
Challenges every point made in class. Just like the doomed space shuttle, when something goes wrong, he blows up. Tiresome.

The Feminazi 
Hates all men - an advocate for female equality and usually a lezzy.

The Born Again and Again and Again Christian 
This subject can be either male or female.  They usually stand outside right before every class passing out fliers for their religious student center. They make loud stances on Abortion, the Vatican, and the rival denomination known. The fliers make good paper airplanes, but that just doesn't seem to impress anyone, including the teachers.

The Over Achiever 
We all know this one. The one who bursts into tears when she get 98% on her exam.  

The Really Nice Girl 
Patient, tolerant, open, sympathetic and friendly, they seem to have the saintly qualities of Mother Teresa. They are available to talk at any time, about anything, they are incapable of anger or frustration, to the point that their warmth and patience seems over-done and dripping in fucking honey. At times they can seem to be "too perfect", but you can't help admire the effort they make for others. Annoying.

The Environmental Protester
Global warming, saving whales, caging animals, keeping the world "green", globalisation. An environmental fanatic, this vegan has been to every protest held within the last ten years. Their stationery is covered with the classic "Meat is MURDER", "No More Nukes", "Greenpeace" and "Save the Whales" stickers. They converse mainly with like-minded types, and mostly about "the rape of the planet". More than likely, this individual will own and use a motor vehicle and shop at multinationally owned stores, and will preach their green gospel to anyone who'll give them the time of day.

The Under Achiever 
You gotta love this bloke.  He always sits in the very VERY back of every class, riding his chair, picking his nose and appears to be zoned out the whole time.  He doesn't really give a rats arse about anything or anyone.  Pothead.

The Apathetic Upperclassmen 
The types usually travel in pairs, two seniors or juniors who just want to pass with a D and proceed to cut up for a large amount of the class.

The Horny Pair 
This girlfriend and boyfriend always sit together, smooch behind the trees at break and in class the guy sits right behind the girl and the guy proceeds to poke and tickle the giggling girlfriend during the whole class. 

The Intruder 
The guy that sits next to The Horny Pair and attempts to get in on the action. This guy's usually a complete loser with a boner and has the biggest collect of porn Eva!

The Zealot 
This guy has an intellectual orgasm every time he catches the professor in a slight mistake. He takes the class way too seriously - as if he'll get crucified if he doesn't get an A. He thinks he's already a Chemical Engineer in 4300 Calculus when he's probably just majoring in Communication and he's in standard grade maths

The Homosexual 
Simple enough.  However, there are two kinds. One keeps to himself (usually still closeted), the other attempts to use the class as a platform to propagate his homosexuality and such.

The Lesbian 
Same as The Homosexual, but creepier.

The Lesbian Couple 
Every school boy's dream.

The Homosexual Couple 
Every dude's nightmare.

The Future Attorney 
Argues every point made in class to the point where everyone starts throwing books at him and screams at him to "Shut the Fuck up"

The Addict 
Starts fidgeting and shaking, usually for cigarettes but sometimes for harder drugs, halfway through class.

The Retro Jock 
This guy wears his high school rugby jacket to every class everyday, even in 35 Degree weather; can't seem to let go of high school.

Drama Queen 
This girls hero is Liza Manelli and aspires to be on Broadway someday; Auditions for every school play and lands every lead role but never realises there's no one in the audience except her family. She speaks with a fake posh accent and in a melodramatic, emphatic voice, hoping a Theater King (who doesn't exist) will notice her.

The Beauty Queen 
This barbie look-alike walks, talks, acts and dresses like a floozie, without concern for rain nor temperature. Can be cool in winter weather because the cold makes her nipples stand at attention, which all the boys love.

The Guy Who Just Woke Up and Rolled Out of Bed 
Always late to class in the clothes he wore last night. Sleeps through the class and drools on the desks.

The Creepy Guy 
This guy has always struggled for friends in spite of his endless efforts to make them. Any notice you take of him is something he gladly looks for, and if you show even the slightest recognition of his presence, you will automatically be identified as a friend, with a view to being a best friend. He appears desperate and undertakes to find a friend who'll abide his "clingy" nature.

The Guy You Love To Hate 
There doesn't seem to be any identifiable reason why you dislike this guy, but he seems to possess an aura, a quality about himself that you can't stand. Despite your efforts to rationalise your dislike this guy, and a brief attempt to even LIKE him, you find yourself repulsed by some unseen force. This guy is mocked and teased by everyone behind his back, a pariah that you pity, but only from a distance.

The Debater 
This character is annoying at best. A fucking know-it-all.  They will involve themselves in an argument with anyone about anything until they feel they've either won a point, or until their opposition concedes, either out of boredom or yield to their undying argumentative energy. They tire me out.

Attention Whores 
They're one of the few cases in which the male version is worse than the female.

On Edge Dude 
This is the bloke that always comes racing into class just as it's about to begin, sweating like he's just run a fucking marathon. He sits through the whole class with one leg bobbing up and down like he can't wait for class to be over with.  He bolts right as class ends. On Edge Dude is the guy who is always described by others like this: "I don't know anything about that guy, but he's really weird". On Edge Dude probably is a serial killer.

Stress Girl 
Ye know this kind.. Overstresses on every homework assignment to the point of insanity.

The Pimp Masta
This character thinks school is only for picking up bitches. The good news: He'll be gone by next term. The bad news: Some other idiot with the same idea will replace him.

The Sheltered Child 
This is the one whose parents didn't want them exposed to any bad stuff. They've never gotten drunk, or high, or had sex and frankly they don't want to because they've been brainwashed into believing its wrong on every single level. They are also the ones who inevitably end up drunk, dead or knocked up at a fraternity party.

The Fat Girl
The chubby lass who is shy and blushes every shade of pink and red when the boys look in her general direction.  She tries desperately to be invisible but secretly wishes everyone knew her name.

The Athlete
The guy who is the captain of every track and field event and trains everyday after school because he doesn't want to go home.  Loves cheerleaders in short skirts.

Social Networkers
Those damn girls that jump on their cell phone the second the bell rings. You step out the door from class and these girls are Tweeting to their boyfriend that they love so very much, who is probably with another girl from Facebook anyway.

What type were you?

Friday, 19 November 2010

55 Freaky Friday Shizzle - Office Christmas Parties

Join me and G-Man and hundreds of other bloggers playing Flash Fiction Friday 55. Try writing a complete story in only 55 words.  I did this one in exactly 5.5 minutes (it shows but I left my Friday post far too late)…





‘Tis almost the season to be jolly
Fa La La and all that folly

Christmas is full of prezzies and fun

Family, friends, dry Fruit Bun

We love the anticipation

We love the spirit

Eating ourselves silly on festive food, gerrit?

Santa, don’t give us junk we don’t want

Listen, and don’t be a cunt




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I'm venting again this week with Boobies' Fawk You Friday.


Fuck you to the allergies that have infected my children's bodies this week.  I have no Medical Aid (Medical Insurance) left until January and I have to pay the Doctor's fees cash upfront and its not frikken cheap!  Neither is the fucking meds that he prescribes.  Luckily, I can claim it all back from The Tax Man but only at the end of the tax year, Dipshit! 


This made me think of one of my favourite Beatles songs..enjoy!


 
 


Freaky Friday
Theme : Freaky Office Christmas Parties


Are your Office Christmas parties as Freaky mine?


I dreads the office Christmas Party at the end of the year because there's always one Fucker who drinks way too many bevvies and lands up trying to put his tongue in yer ear.  There's usually some Dooshbag who does a very unsexy strip-tease down to her nylon tights, flesh-coloured bra and parachute knickers.  Not attractive...


There is always The Freaky Voyeur who parks in the dark corner like a drip snapping pictures and taking video footage of all the inebriated activities and then thinks its hysterical to post the footage on You Tube and images on Facebook for all to see. 


There is always some sad Bitch who drinks too many margaritas and pours her heart to you - confessing her dark freaky secret and then you're supposed to look at her in the eye for the rest of the year.  All of a sudden, you've become her BFF just because she told you her Twisted Sex Secret that she loves to be covered from head to toe in cling wrap in the bedroom. 


Don't forget the asshole who requests Boney M from the DJ every half an hour.  Is Christmas the ONLY time of year we dust off our Boney M LP's?  Oh yeah, I know you've got one hiding in your collection too.  Oh, I can hear you singing Little Drummer Boy already....  Barruppa Pum-Pum...


What about the old hag from Accounts, who is ninety-in-the-shade, who insist on wearing the most ridiculous and embarrassing home-made Christmas outfits complete with jingling bauble earings and living up to her "jolly" name?  Ho Ho HO!


Are your office Christmas Parties like this?


Or is it just me that works for a bunch of fucking weirdos and freaks?





Slobbering Boss trying to tongue fuck your ear
Wanna suck on Rudolf's Red Bits?



Forget the Tree. 
Why don't you all gather around me this year?





Sunday, 29 November 2009

Christmas and Farmville

I must apologise!


My mind has not been in the "blogzone" this week. 

Stoopid me has gotten myself hooked on Facebook Farmville.  Its so pathetically sad - I constantly think about how my crops are growing and how many ribbons and awards I have achieved.  I work out my life around the times when my crops are due to be harvested.  It must stop!  I really must curb this nonsense.  Its distracting me from blog-thoughts and I haven't even starting thinking about Christmas shopping?

I haven't even planned what I'm going to buy everyone and I don’t even know where we are going to be on Christmas Day. Perhaps we should just stay home – just the four of us – and I’ll cook us a nice Christmas dinner with all the trimmings and enjoy the sunny weather and our pool. My mum and dad will not be coming up from the coast for Christmas. My Boerewors’ family are going to extended family in Pretoria for the day.

As for gifts, I know I'm getting Megan a new bike (one that she doesn't have to ride with her knees up at her ears). The bike she currently has she got when she was two years old and it’s tiny, even though we've moved the handle-bars and seat up to full height and capacity. I know I want to buy Kaylin a new doll and pram with some cute accessories. I have no idea what I'm going to get my Boerewors as usual.

Our 10th wedding anniversary is coming up this Friday, 4 December and I've organised for us to go somewhere nice for the afternoon and evening (kiddy free of course) and then his birthday is the week after that on the 14th of December and then its Christmas soon after that.

I never know what to get my Boerewors this time of year as he's the proverbial "Gadget Man" and all the stuff he really wants is way out of my price range. I hate getting him things he really doesn't want because it makes me feel like the substandard wife who never saves and plans for these three events that come really close together. For once I wish I could gt him what he wants. A BT 4 Paintball gun with all the accessories.

Also, in January its Megan’s birthday and February is Kaylin’s birthday so my anorexic piggy bank takes a knock during these three months.

This has been tough this year with no salary increase for the last two years and no pending bonus like we usually get in December.

Perhaps I could play my luck with the lottery?

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