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Friday, 6 November 2015

Happy Friday Everyone

Have a BRILLIANT weekend.

See you again on Monday.

Friday, 31 January 2014

I just had a Shoegasm

Happy Friday, Plonkers. Welcome back to Friday's Shoegasm.

Holy Shizzle, it's been a long and busy week at work. I need a week's holiday at a Spa with a gigantic bottomless Strawberry Daiquiri or and endless box of Four Cousins Wine!

Bring it on, Bitches!

Now, for the month of February, I will be taking to Instagram for a DailyPhoto challenge with @fatmumslim #FMSphotoaday

Join me sharing a picture a day for a month on the topics below.

I is gonna get creative!

Here is something to cheer you and get you ready for a party weekend. Pretty shoes!

Awesome with Jeans

So Glam!

Great for the office - So girlie

Tartan is always a winner in my eyes

These Mafia Shoes just caught my eye. Fun, right?

Add a little bit of sex to your outfit with these heels

These remind me of Pamela Anderson, but I still like them

Have a kick arse weekend, Plonkers

Friday, 13 December 2013

I seem to be spending more and more time on Twitter and Instagram and I know I'm neglecting my blog and my writing. I haven't written anything decent for months!

I wish I could get out of my rut and write something good.

I am even contemplating stopping blogging until I can blog properly again.

So, here's a bit of an update.

I am now officially on holiday from today for an entire month! Pretty damn fucking awesome if you ask me. We had our work closing breakfast this morning at Moonrakers to say farewell to our work colleagues until the new year. The food and conversation was great, although the service was incredibly slow.

So last week, we had a busy one.

It was my 14th wedding anniversary and I got my favourite perfume and my girls made me my favourite - tea in bed. What more could a lass ask for?

Last week, my nephew, Dylan, was in a local singing talent competition and was the only boy to reach the finals (all the others were lassies). He was gutted when he didn't win, but all the family went along to cheer him on and watch him sing Elvis' "All Shook Up". He's a huge Bruno Mars fan but thought it would be a better choice singing Elvis when he found out all the judges were old farts.

We also had our local CPF (Brackenhurst Community Policy Forum) year end braai at Jackson Dam. Lots of fun in the sun and I got burnt to a crisp! I have a very sexy flip flop tan to go along with my yoga pants tan. I really have to sort that fucking shit out this holiday. My legs resemble Cat In the Hat's hat.

We've put all our Christmas tree lights up and I'm convinced you can see us from fekking outer space. It even tripped all the power the other night, but it looks incredibly festive and I'm dead chuffed. Christmas is my favourite holiday and it looks beautiful (even if Rudolf looks like a Fox). What does the Fox say?
Tomorrow is my Boerewors' 40th birthday and because he didn't want a party, or to celebrate, we are going to a friend's 21st birthday party instead. I have "cake for breakfast" planned and some nice prezzies for him. Will share pix soon enough...

We have a new puppy in our family. I have introduced her on Instagram and Twitter but not officially on my blog.

She is a wee soft-natured Jack Russel and her name is Abby. A friend for Penny and Emma. They love her to bits. Another wee playmate for them.

We went to Meg and KK's school Carols By Candlelight and it was a lovely night. The choir and the musicians were well-rehearsed and I burnt my leg with candle wax at least half a dozen times. Next year we're going to Carols By GlowStix. I can't bear all the injuries.

Kaylin's face is almost completely healed after her high-speed face plant with a plastic chair. We had a HUGE scare that she'd broke her nose but it was just loads of soft tissue damage and tons of bruising and swelling. My poor wee peanut looks like an alien for a while but its amazing how quickly kids heal and how resilient they are. Bouncing Back is so much easier when you're only 7.

From this

and this

to this

On Monday, we are getting together with sister at her place for an early Christmas lunch. I know it's over a week early, but it will be the last time that we can all be together with our six kids. Lots of festive jollifications planned; Christmas hats, plenty presents, Michael Bublé and Christmas crackers.

Have a weekend filled with love, laughter and awesomeness.

Friday, 11 October 2013

Friday's Shoegasm

I haven't been this excited about Friday, since last Friday.

This weekend we have our PJ Theme dinner at our place and loads of preparations and cooking to do. Mini pancake with smoked muscles and creme cheese for starters. Main course is morroccan chicken with peaches and couscous. Dessert is homemade chocolate cups with strawberry mouse. It's gonna rock balls.

I will blog about it on Sunday - if I'm not too hungover.

Otherwise have a kick-arse weekend....enjoy the hot heels

Nude Platforms with chain and ankle strap

Sexy Pointy Toe Sling Backs

Pointy Toe Pattered Heels

Coral platform wedges with buckle ankle straps

Bottle Green Flower heels with delicate ankle strap. So vintage

Friday, 20 January 2012

Fawk You Friday and another Shoegasm

This week has been fucking HECTIC and yet another week whizzed by.

I really haven't had time to properly blog this week. I've fumbled and russled posts up, which I actually detest doing. I prefer to write from the heart or write something that would make me laugh. But this week, I must admit, my blog has been brilliantly boring and utter pish (to say the least).

I've been preoccuped with loads of things happening in my life (like I mentioned yesterday). But, I'm not going to apologise to you Plonkers because, I know you understand that sometimes REAL LIFE takes over and interupts your presence in the Blogsphere.

So, that is my BIG FAT FUCK YOU this week. I'm not going to give you half-a-dozen wee piddly Fuck Yous because there is actually far too many to list. Therefore I'm consolidating them into one SOOPA SIZED McFuckyou.

Oh, and I also want to remind you that I have haven't forgotten about the Questions and Answers post. I've been working on it and I will get around to compiling the post very soon. I'm almost done so watch out for that postie-post. Some good questions in there but some of you have forgotten to come back and post yer promised questions. You can still do this if you want to...

....and of course I can ALWAYS find time to sneak a pair of pretty heels in for you guys to drool over.

These Louboutins remind me of the South African flag AND they're pretty so yay! to Christian for creating these pretty babies

Valentines Day Shoes...so pwetty

And These wee Louboutin Beauties are just fucking HOT!

Have a brilliant Friday and come visit tomorrow to see who won the Caption my Photo Competition this week. Happy Weekend, Plonkers.

Friday, 18 March 2011

Killer Heels, a Stroppy School Administrator and a 55

Head on over to G-Man for this week's 55s

Fuck you Friday is lots of fun

You get to vent and bitch,

Anonymous desperate whining

An enacting wicked horrid witch

Actually who says it's a performance?

Perhaps that’s who I really am,

Enjoying being rotten and beastly

Dominating and being called "M’am".

If all else fails, I could become an actor.

All else failed.

Fawk You Friday over at Boobies

Fuck You to the Telemarketers who keep phoning me even though I don't listen to them. I put the phone down on my couch and let them yak away or I give the phone to my five year old. That keeps them busy for a while.
Stroppy School Administrators who call you and tell you off because you haven't given them correct contact details and that they've been trying to get hold of you for ages - but you have! Telling me "How would you feel if this was a REAL emergency and we couldn't get hold of you?" What the fuck? Get your records straight! They think because they have your children chained to their desks for 5 hours a day that they have your balls in a vice alos. Let me tell you something Mrs School Administrator - you may be able to boss my 8 year old around but don't intimidate me. Now fuck right off and get back to being busy doing nothing.
Fuck you to Mother Nature and all the lives that were lost in Japan's Earthquake this week. I'm was shocked stone still for ages!
Fuck you to all my clothes that have shrunk since I stopped smoking. All is forgiven! Now please resume your normal size or I'll have to move on to wearing stretchy preggie pants for the winter season. Not sexy okay?