Pre-wedding Bride's Party

I went to a kitchen tea yesterday, oh boy what a bore, but before I tell you more about that. Why in the world do they call it a Kitchen tea? I even went to Wikipedia about this one and although Wikipedia has never failed me, it had zero results for Kitchen Tea. I have never consumed any tea at a kitchen tea, only alcohol and coffee. This one didn’t even have any alcohol. I have never seen that the bride to be received tea as gift. Although I don’t think she would be to happy about dried tea leaves that she has to brew, instant tea is way to cheap and would just look common. Where do you buy tea leaves? I have never seen them, I also don’t see any tea shops. If you know of a tea shop in South Africa, please tell me, I want to brew some tea maybe it tastes much better than instant tea. I want to open my own tea shop instead of a coffee shop. Import all kinds of teas and get a tea expert ( don’t know what you call a tea expert ) to come and brew and taste the shit, cause I don’t drink tea. And if you want to drink coffee at my Tea Shop you will get Frisco…..

“The only results I did find was about the tea culture. “Tea is commonly drunk at social events, and many cultures have created intricate formal ceremonies for these events. Western examples of these are afternoon tea and the tea party. In the east, tea ceremonies differ among countries, Japan's complex, formal and serene one being the most known.”

We live in the South, I see no tea culture in the south. Why call it a Kitchen tea then ??

Enough about tea, back to the pre-wedding bride’s party. The bride to be is a doctor in the making and the groom to be my lovely cousin who is exactly 2 weeks younger than me is a dentist. The guest list included a few doctors to be, the bride to be’s stuck up mother and family, my aunt and mom who both felt a bit out of place. Me on the other hand got hubby to lend me his camera so I was resident photographer which was great because I had an excuse to not talk and the fact that I didn’t understand a single thing they are talking about. (Doctor’s talk) made it so much better. It also gave me an excuse to slip outside and take picture of the place and zebras, (another thing on my got to do list - buy hubby a zoom lens). I was way too scared to get closer to the animals.

I went to the reception area to ask them for a price list. The Manager thought I was a photographer (probably saw me outside with the camera snapping away) and asked if it was for my clients and that he would be happy to show me around. Me being as shy as I am just nodded and smiled I gave them my email address to mail me their whole pricelist. Only reason why I actually wanted the price list is because it will make a fab venue for Miss A’s Blessing. (Christening)

Can you tell that I am avoiding to write about the party itself?? I was so boring there is nothing to tell you. The bride to be is a bit blond; she had to guess from who the recipes came from by looking at a baby picture of the person. The photo would be a old sepia photo clearly taken in the late 1970’s early 1980’s. She then compared the photo to someone who was probably already married in 1970’s……. The bridesmaid who asked the questions has a mouse voice and nobody heard anything she said, so everybody just starred blankly and when the people in front laughed the rest would join in. The food was delish. The coffee was warm and tasty. The thank you cards was horrendous. The location was stunning. That people… was the kitchen tea with zero tea consumed.

Photo: Rademeyers Country Estate - http://www.hsg-wed.co.za/venue-v2.php?id=187

A little bit of this and that

When I decided to re launch my blog, I had so many ideas, so many topics and for the life of me I can’t think of one single one right now.

I could - A: browse the news and write some seriously depressing shit. B: Bitch about something extremely insignificant and make it sound absolutely horrendous. C: Write about my baby girl but Then I realised I am so NOT a mommy blogger and everybody already knows Miss. A is the most perfect baby ever. (biased moment ) D: Write about something silly out of my childhood. E: Write something about my pets, but I hate pet blogs, so I will not put you through “how my dog sniffed the cat’s butt”

Instead I am just going to give you a quick run down of my life as is.

The party planning went so well, I was highly impressed with myself……for about a week and then I got bored. That’s the thing about me, I get bored way to easily. I always start new projects and never finish them or it takes me a year to actually do it. I don’t have a year, I only have a month and a half. Which reminds me? When should I actually send the (non existing) invites??

It is really cold, I hate winter, I hate looking like a stuffed chicken and I hate not feeling any of my smaller limbs but I want to immigrate to Canada, yeah hell B I can c that going super smoothly for you and your chicken ass. Which reminds me, I should invest in a heater for the study…...

In the next 3 weeks I have so much going on, which means lots of blogging material. The one I am looking the most forward to is a Bachelorets party with a stripper called Jaxon a hunky sailor. Other upcoming events includes a Kitchen Tea WHOOPEE.... can you feel my excitement. Feel free to send some killer (not literally ) recipes for me for this one ASAP. It is also my cousin's wedding, I love weddings, but, S.A. wedding are so formal, so stiff, or is it only the weddings I get invited to? but that is a whole new topic on it’s own. My gran’s 90th yes people her NIGHTIETH Birthday Party is also coming up and she is alive and kicking seriously nothing can get that woman down even her hearing is better than mine on a good day. BUT that is also another topic for another day.

Lastly, thanks to those who inspired me to blog again, Thanks for reading. Now I need a smoke (You do know I have to do this OUTSIDE) Love you all madly and please do comment. !

Stick Figures

Just a quick comment on this issue. While browsing the celeb gossip pages tonight.
I couldn’t help but notice the stick figures and their over sized heads.

These women are not attractive in their current state. They do not make me want to be them, or buy anything that they are “spokeswomen” for, “Get perfect skin with (brand name) and get a dash of bulimia for free”

The media tells us to be thin, with countless infomercials about the latest 100 in 1 exercise equipment and the miracle cures for fat in a single bottle and not to mention all the models on the runways. But I’m not going to tell you how manipulative the media is, you know that already.

These woman are not thin, they are emaciated, skeletal, and just damn right UGLY.

Why do these numskulls starve themselves to death?
Why do you want to look like a Stick Figure?

Kate Bosworth

Then / Now

Posted by bottonz on November 12th, 2006

Putting away the Prada

So when is the time, to give up partying, long nights on the dance floor and waking up just to find a hangover hitting you over the head? When do you know, that now is the time to settle down and start your own family? When is the time to exchange that Prada bag for a diaper bag or giving up that flat tummy of yours for a bump?

One thing is for certain long nights and lack of sleep is going to stay.

BUT after thinking about it, I still wannabe a mommy.

Putting away the 3 inch heels for some comfy flats isn’t that bad, but here is my other burning question.

How do they do it.? Juggling a successful career, motherhood, devoted wife and running a household or is the super-mom status not so hard to achieve?
Super-moms, myth or reality?

But there is no turning back – I don’t want to turn back - I’m saying “goodbye past” and “hello very uncertain (but exciting) future”

I should be jumping for joy, but a knot of fear is unavoidable.

So I’m tucking in my jewelled undies and my inner model where they belong.

Motherhood here I come.

Posted by bottonz on November 7th, 2006

Fashion road-kill!

I know the road of life, is full of bumps and crap but do you have to walk it in those shoes? You have to wear “special” shoes to make the walk more fun. Ok, ok, maybe walking in fabulous 3 inch heels, that is killing your feet slowly, isn’t much fun, but at least you will look good while doing it.You deserve to look good.

Looking good = Feeling good,

and this is not good

Have you seen the amount of woman that becomes instant fashion road-kill after they get married? Why do they do that? Don’t they care anymore? Or is it the husband’s fault? Well I don’t have the cure for this awful epidemic, but I truly wish that we as woman will look at ourselves and say “I want to look the best I can for myself” Maybe we will feel better about ourselves and just maybe infidelity will stop or at least subside.

Don’t you think our dearest and nearest deserves to come back home to the woman he fell in love with. Instead to somebody who aged 10 years over night, wearing faded jeans, over sized t-shirt, no make up and slippers (now now – put away that stone - by all means if this is what you looked like before you got married, who am I to tell you what to do)

“But I’m overweight the only thing that fits me is oversized t-shirt”

Honey do I have news for you, no matter what shape or size, you can still look a million bucks, with a bit of effort and a bit of effort can do miracles for your self esteem. (Oh and self esteem does miracles in the bedroom)

Stop starring at your credit cards. I know most of the money goes into the house and the kids. I’m not talking about splurging money on the latest Versace and Prada, You don’t need designer fashion labels to look good. With a little bit of fashion sense – I know ALL woman have that in them somewhere – the right retail stores, mixing and matching and little bit of money, you can look and feel like the woman you are.

Fashion defines you but that doesn’t mean it has to make you broke. What is your style? What fashion tip can you bring to the table that will have you looking great, feeling amazing and saving money? There are so many ways that you can have it all!

So maybe you can’t be the perfect woman who wears white – and keeps it clean – well I’m not. But I’m certainly not going to go through life looking like fashion road-kill

Posted by bottonz on November 11th, 2006

Single in the city

This one is for all my single friends out there.

Seeing that I have found my one and only true love, I decided to write this to give you girls some hope, inspiration and blah blah …. Agh just read it

So I got to think about relationships and the relationships that I had in the past. There are those that open you up to something new and exciting, those that feels familiar and safe, those that brings up lots of questions followed by loads of problems, those that bring you far from where you started, and those that bring you back. But the most exciting, challenging and most important relationship of them all is the one you have with yourself. And if you find someone to love the you you love, well, that’s just fabulous.

The first thing I have learned from love is to never sacrifice who you are just because somebody else has a problem with it. Who you are and who they are won’t change and don’t think you will be able to change him.

So you want to settle? Most of the people you know are probably settling down or settling - because they are afraid that if the leave they will have to settle for less - and some of them won’t settle for anything less than butterflies.

For what will you settle?

You have to figure … if some of this world’s ugliest people can find love, there’s hope for you. Somewhere out there is another little freak who will love you, understand you, and kiss your 3 heads and make things ALL better. But what if you have to date several little freaks and all of them just makes it worse. Then you turn to your support system of freaks (you only have a few of them you know) your true friends. That is another valuable thing I have learned, you can never go through a terrible break up without a fellow freak holding your hand.

Forget about the past. Stop fantasizing about running into your ex (with a truck)
and move on. The past can be like an anchor holding you back from finding Mr. Right. So let go and let destiny lead you straight into his arms.

Is it EASY? Never. Your heart will be broken and you will break a few hearts, People come into your life and people go. But it’s comforting to know the ones you love are always in your heart.

I believe that all people deserve real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, unpretentious, consuming, can’t live without each other LOVE.

My final advice, stay strong, don’t be afraid to take a leap of faith – even if there is no one to catch you – and last but not least NEVER QUIT

Posted by bottonz on November 11th, 2006 - Photo: http://www.trashionista.com

Romance in the 20th Century

When did real Romance die? I’m talking don’t want nothing in return, unselfish 18th century romance. Opening the car door, pulling out the chair, love letters, poetry and the unsuspected flowers (when it is not your birthday) at your door.

The Victorians were on to something. They valued romance. We on the other hand exchange letters for phone calls, love poems for emails and flowers for sex. Does true romance exist without good sex? And does Romance always have to lead to sex?

Did the men in our century become cheap or just plain lazy or don’t we like to be wooed anymore? Have we taken the romance out of modern society, Does that mean that men should now woo us with shoes and checks instead of roses and chocolates? Does that mean that they have to take us on dates to the shopping mall instead of the theatre? Maybe ladies we are the ones that have put a price tag up for romance and surely it has hit the roof.

Okay maybe (just maybe) small little gestures counts as romance, like bringing you a cup of coffee in bed, buying you a slab when he goes out to the corner café for smokes and milk and taking out the trash.

But I still wouldn’t say no to some Old fashioned romance.

Posted by bottonz on November 13th, 2006

For the Love of my life

Thought I would share this here…

I think it is crazy how I never thought that I would wake up one morning and have fallen in love. Every day I look at you and every day I think of you and it makes me happier and happier knowing that I can spend the rest of my life with you. I know I will never have to worry about losing you because I know that you will never leave me.

Sometimes I wonder why you chose me and why you are with me. I know we’ve gone through so much. So many hard times but many more good times. We share the same things, we try to understand each other, even try to be there as best friends, as soul mates. I even ask myself why you chose to marry me and I have no answers, only your love.

You have made me the luckiest woman on earth. You make me feel like I’m a star in the sky lighting up your life. You make me feel safe when I’m near you, wrapped up in your arms. Because of you I feel wanted, adored and loved in every way imaginable.
Because of you I am complete.

Thank you for telling me how much you love me every single day.Thank you for always being there for me, Thank you for your patience. Thank you for loving me, just as I am. Thank you for you and being the man that I have grown to love beyond words.

This beautiful relationship that only you and I can understand. We don’t even need to be together, we are never apart. You are my soul mate, my best friend, my inspiration, my love.

You will always be the love of my life.

I love you

Posted by bottonz on November 7th, 2006 Photo: www.stefanusphoto.com

Disappointment

Unhappiness caused by the failure of one’s hopes, desires, or expectations:

The feeling that has overwhelmed me yesterday.

Alexander Pope once said “Blessed is the man who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed” How do you not expect? When there are only expectations left. How do you look at the future with un-dreaming eyes? Eyes for which disappointment is not disappointing.

TTC messes with your mind and puts you on a rollercoaster of emotions that sometimes makes you feel like the shoulder harness malfunctioned and you’re just hanging on by the edge of your fingertips which are slowly losing their grip.

Well I might be disappointed, but. Disappointment won’t shake me and heartache won’t break me.

Today is a new day full of hopes, dreams and desires. Am I setting myself up for yet another disappointment.

Well I will just have to wait and see…

Posted by bottonz on November 11th, 2006 Photo: http://www.allposters.com/