Some afternoon sugar...

This one is for my girls - you deserve it!

I'm Back...

And what a lovely long break that was!

Drinks with the girls were awesome – ended up more being like drinks with everyone I know, but the more the merrier! Then the darling boy took me wine tasting to some of the most amazing farms I have ever been to. The wine was incredible, the views beautiful. Finish that off with lunch at a wine farm…bliss! Sunday was a braai with the crew – another perfect day dawned and we ended off the day with some good old-fashioned bingo. Then Tuesday was the Cheese festival!

In any case, my no-longer-16-year-old-but-most-definitely-22-year-old body is screaming ENOUGH and is forcing me to take a rest. But since the boy’s friends are coming into town to visit, it will be more like playing house as they are sleeping on my floor. *Sigh* the things we do for love.

But tonight will be a quiet, early evening with some healthy red wine (just to keep the bugs at bay) and a delicious baked pasta. They can go out partying, but this little piggy is most definitely staying at home!

Sick

How irritating.


It appears that little viral space ships are taking up residence in my nose and throat (I find it more interesting to imagine little aliens invading my body than just saying “I have flu”. It does make killing them harder to do though. Being the human rights activist I am I have to remind myself that they are, in fact, germs). In short, I have the telltale signs of sickness setting in.

Luckily, I have the world’s greatest remedy for getting better: Echinaeforce, every hour on the hour. Hot bath (as many as necessary). R12 bottle of ascorbic acid tablets to blast the little alien forces with some hardcore Vitamin C. Cuddle up in bed all afternoon with the leftovers of my Easter haul and the newest 4 episodes of Gossip Girl.

I should be right as rain for wine with the girls tonight…

Morals of Classic Fairytales Revisited:

Cinderella:


Sometimes it’s ok to be a gold-digging whore. But only if you want new shoes.

Little Red Riding Hood:

Murder is acceptable, if they tried to murder you first. Scary guys wearing check shirts wielding axes are your friend. Also, your grandma looks like a wolf.

The Three Little Pigs:

Don’t take advice from the first building contractor you meet. People with big houses are always the most generous.

Sleeping Beauty:

Doing drugs on your 16th birthday will cause an opium-induced sleep that will cause you and your boyfriend to hallucinate wildly. Chill out, princess.

Princess and the Pea:

The richer the bitch, the whinier she is.

Rumpelstiltzkin:

Trick people before they trick you. If you give your poor kids stupid names like ‘rumpelstiltzkin’, they will turn into creepy old men who trick young girls into giving them babies.

Rapunzel:

Bad things happen to good people, but good people have the heart to go on living through it. Man, I had forgotten just how sad and reflective of the human condition this story was.

The Emperor’s New Suit:

Being a celebrity is awesome because you can wear what you like (or don’t like). Lucky for him ‘Hello” magazine wasn’t around at that time…

The Little Mermaid:

I’d rather take fish legs and human body than vice versa. Sometimes hot chics are witches in disguise.

The Tortoise and the Hare:

Don’t be an overconfident douche.

Photo of the Day

These are the photos of the day (from two different websites) taken yesterday. I just wanted to share:

Volcanic Eruption in Iceland

Ice Chapel

Retecpa

I have so much newfound respect for my lecturers. I never had the hierarchical respect thing built in like the law faculty strives to cultivate, and so never really gave a sh*t about any of it. As I get older, and become more and more ‘staff’ than ‘pupil’, I have learned to appreciate the mammoth task they are set, and the daunting experience of teaching students.

The bored looks, the cynical scoffs, the relentless glee they hold onto when you make the tiniest mistake. I have been taught by some of the greatest legal minds, and still had the audacity to fall asleep in the third row. I have never until now appreciated just how hard it is to stand up there.

But it’s when they give that ‘screensaver’ look that I get a little despondent. The eyes glaze and although they seem to be concentrating, you can almost see the “Windows pipes” drawing and connecting through their eyes. If analysis were done, I expect they would find the glassy exterior of these students’ eyes is an aquarium scene. I want to lean forward and shake my mouse at them to re-activate the screen (and that is not a euphemism). I don’t want power-saving mode.

“Perhaps it’s me?” one has to wonder. Tomorrow is another day, and Thursday presents the opportunity of another class. Let’s hope it goes better the second time around…

Trepidation

I am lecturing my first class today. Nerves are pretty wracked, and I plan on getting wrecked after. I think it sets the right example.

In fact, I am more nervous than you would be if you saw this clown:

Wish me luck!