White noise

I’ve been trying to clear my head whilst trying to dodge arrows, bullets, curve-balls, words. Instead I’m left with white noise. 

Nothing (please note: objects only) was damaged by me in the past few days. I hope to keep it that way until Friday at least.

Will be taking Friday and Monday off. A long weekend just for ME. Sleeping late, going to the movies (in daytime - in the week), getting my hair chopped, eating cake and drinking tea. Hitting Long Street with a camera if it doesn’t rain. Being a tourist in my own city. Maybe go up the Table with cable car (free on one’s birthday). Choices, choices…

Going to Haiku on Friday for dinner (for my birthday). Looking forward to it. Hope that their dim sum will live up to my expectations.

June has only started and July is just around the corner…

Bad car karma

I must be punished by someone unknown car god.

Ten years of accident-free, non-mechanical problems and in 2 weeks I’ve got my bumper knocked and managed to leave my replacement car’s lights on (through screeching warning sounds) and almost miss Spanish Class Number 2.

Thank you people of the friendly neigbourhood that now have been parking in my apartment block’s alloted bays!

Thank you neighbour with shaven head for giving me lift - there truly still are some men in shining armour.

Oh, and in the meantime I’ve flooded my kitchen.

And before I break my mac and will be unable to send my words into cyberspace I will retreat to my couch with remote in one hand and a strong whiskey in the other.

Facing Friday

Had a fantastic dinner on Thursday evening. Too much food, too much wine and silly conversation (lots of it).

Z., the master of cookery, spoiled us to an evening of culinary delight (over-indulgence). The amount of wine consumed seemed scary with empty bottles cluttering the apartment. Conversation and actions became more and more silly. Never saw anyone create origami without instructions with the silver foil of a cigarette packet. I guess after a lot of wine it seems amazing.

Thus Friday was a tough day. Struggling through the working day without acting totally blond (think I forgot my brain at home) seemed impossible and partly was.

So off to class this morning and then the Sex in the City movie. Girlie day today (loads of tea and loads of chocolate or cake or something sweet), haven’t seen one of my best friends for weeks (and she lives down the road).

Taking time-out from confused love this weekend and will face reality again on Monday. Also have the next birthday lurking.

 

Kids say the darnedest things

Inspiration has hit a bit of an all-time low despite not being part of the blog universe for very long.

My italian vehicle has been swopped for an eye-catching emerald green japanese vehicle (for this week only). My blue babe is in for repairs… couldn’t light the match.

Played aunt for a day. My motherly instincts kicked in for about 2 hours and then it was gone. My niece (4 years old) wanted to know where my husband/boyfriend was, so did her brother (aged 5). The pressure became too much, even toddlers can be vicious. Older sister tried to save me with an even more heart-wrenching quip. “His name is Nothing”, she said.  That needed even more explanation which I wasn’t prepared to face.

Meanwhile I’ll dream about glistening torsos and look forward to bikram (and the Argentinean pinching my cheek). Exercise (and Spanish) now has some incentive and maybe, just maybe Nothing might become Something.

PS: Drama Queen - I’ll be honored.

Exercise vs. toxins

I’ve never liked exercise. My idea of burning calories would be shopping.

Finding that perfect pair of shoes or jeans necessitates an enormous amount of walking and getting in and out of shoes and pants.

I’ve started with yoga about 3 months ago. I don’t really know why - to me it seemed that it didn’t involve ugly trainers and a huge amount of sweating.

In a moment of absolute madness I decided to visit a bikram yoga studio on Sunday morning. After a night of drinking champagne and copious amounts of red wine (sneaking in a few cigarettes) it seemed the perfect opportunity to get rid of all the toxins.

Result: HUGE headache - me grabbing a little bottle of toxins from bathroom shelf