As i mentioned in my first entry, i am going to try stop having car accidents. This is due to the fact that I had one on Monday.
This on it's own should be more than enough for one person, but NO!!! I also have whiplash! The last time I had whiplash was in the first week of my first year at university. I don't remember it being like this!
It took a couple days and a killer migraine to realise I may not be 100%. So i was taken off to the physio, i have no car, yesterday afternoon.
I got onto the bed, after showing off the impressive suppleness of my neck, (i remember it being better) and got ready for my massage. Turns out torture would be a more apt description! My physio, who has impressively strong thumbs, pressed every little knot and muscle in my neck. Of course i had to put up a brave front and tell her i was fine with the pain. Luckily i had my face stuck in the hole in the bed, so she couldn't she me screwing up my face in pain trying not to cry or scream like a little girl.
After about 25 minutes of torture (that also moved to the knots that have been in my shoulders for years - i was quite happy with them there!) we moved onto the arm wrenching and back clicking. this involves a vigorous spine cracking and then bending an arm into what feels like a backwards contortionist bend.
After 30 minutes of intense yet strangely satisfying pain, i stumbled out of the physio's offices, hair sticking up and crease marks around the edge of my face. I stood outside in the sun waiting for my mother to pick me up, feeling quite nauseous and wobbly, eating an Easter Egg (the Easter Bunny was visiting) trying to figure out whether i had subjected myself to a good or bad experience. i should have an answer after about 5 more sessions, that i am told will involve acupuncture needles....
but judging by the way i feel today, it was a horrid experience! I am sleep deprived and feel like Pinocchio (without the long nose).
I am hoping that a couple drinks, some muscle relaxants and painkillers i should be feeling a bit more relaxed and supple.... mmmmm...
Friday, 30 March 2007
Thursday, 29 March 2007
How the mighty have fallen…
One of today's big headlines is that Danisa Baloyi, who was Businesswoman of the Year in 2003, has to pay back a mere R8 million to the curators, in 90 days, as a part of the Fidentia skandaal.
It seems she borrowed ALL this money from Fidentia. Why the hell does anyone need to borrow R8 million? For a new liver? Another beach house? A Mercedes 4X4?
People should know better than defrauding the private sector! Especially of R1 billion! Where do you put it all? And why do they take it from people who need it? Why take from charities and people's pensions? Take it from the directors of listed companies or government ministers! It’s not like they would notice! Or defraud the government, it gets swept under the carpet until the DA or the ID catch a whiff. And that takes a good 7 years to sort out!
But enough of such a serious subject…. If only I could find a way not to get caught…. I sure could use a few extra millions!
On a less serious note, how do you deal with an office mate who lets rip once in a while? I have been moved into an office, actually it looks more like a fish tank, with 2 other people.
We all have a good few laughs throughout the day, we rip each other and colleagues off and generally have fun. The only thing is that when the other lady in the office leaves and it hits 4:00, all bets are off!
My colleague catches up on the phone with his friends. While doing this he lifts a cheek and lets one go…. In fact I think he has just done it now! Always when I am the only other person in the office! Sorry, must evacuate before I wet myself due to a giggling fit!!! I'm back.
The thing is that he goes on about his business afterwards, doesn't apologise or even act like he's done anything. So how do you handle this situation? He's not the kind of guy to get embarrassed. Is it ok to say "Bless you" or do you tell him it's really gross and he should step out of the office (preferably into someone else's) to 'relieve' himself? Or do I just giggle and walk out of the office? What is the correct etiquette in these situations? Can you put a 'no farting' clause in the office rules? Quite a tricky one, I'm sure you'll agree!
It seems she borrowed ALL this money from Fidentia. Why the hell does anyone need to borrow R8 million? For a new liver? Another beach house? A Mercedes 4X4?
People should know better than defrauding the private sector! Especially of R1 billion! Where do you put it all? And why do they take it from people who need it? Why take from charities and people's pensions? Take it from the directors of listed companies or government ministers! It’s not like they would notice! Or defraud the government, it gets swept under the carpet until the DA or the ID catch a whiff. And that takes a good 7 years to sort out!
But enough of such a serious subject…. If only I could find a way not to get caught…. I sure could use a few extra millions!
On a less serious note, how do you deal with an office mate who lets rip once in a while? I have been moved into an office, actually it looks more like a fish tank, with 2 other people.
We all have a good few laughs throughout the day, we rip each other and colleagues off and generally have fun. The only thing is that when the other lady in the office leaves and it hits 4:00, all bets are off!
My colleague catches up on the phone with his friends. While doing this he lifts a cheek and lets one go…. In fact I think he has just done it now! Always when I am the only other person in the office! Sorry, must evacuate before I wet myself due to a giggling fit!!! I'm back.
The thing is that he goes on about his business afterwards, doesn't apologise or even act like he's done anything. So how do you handle this situation? He's not the kind of guy to get embarrassed. Is it ok to say "Bless you" or do you tell him it's really gross and he should step out of the office (preferably into someone else's) to 'relieve' himself? Or do I just giggle and walk out of the office? What is the correct etiquette in these situations? Can you put a 'no farting' clause in the office rules? Quite a tricky one, I'm sure you'll agree!
Wednesday, 28 March 2007
Do we have to grow up?
For my 29th birthday, I decided to have a kids party. I figure that since this is the last year I can be silly and irresponsible, why the hell not? Word on the street is that 30 is when you are obliged to become responsible and are officially considered a "Grown Up".
So we celebrated like a bunch of inebriated children! Can you imagine!? We ate Marie biscuits with icing and sprinkles, loads of chips, sweetie necklaces and sour sweets. We also played Twister….
I’ll try set the scene… 12 not-so-supple people who have all had a schnapps, a couple "Oopstadts" (vodka and Fanta Orange, drunk like a JagerBomb) and large amounts of wine, beer or Smirnoff and a Twister 'board', and no spinner. Six people playing at a time with someone shouting out random colours, left/right, hand/foot commands. Six people, bending over with bums in faces, trying to position themselves as cleverly as possible. This is not possible! This experience then morphs into a tangle of bodies. People turn around and we are suddenly faced with the crotch to face scenario. And of course people grab onto anything to keep their balance. This is how many a friendship is forged!
After about 3 rounds of Twister, everyone kind of wandered away from the board, some looking ashamed others looking quite happy with themselves.
This then led to the game "I never". Always a goodie and great for shock value! Of course the game only really works if everyone understands it! A friend of mine, who is not big on instructions, kept getting confused. She drank for the most bizarre things, like "Have you ever had sex on a jungle gym?" It was most entertaining!
All in all, it was good party! The photo's are a great testament to the fun we had!
I spent Sunday either in bed or on the couch, relaxing, and feeling surprisingly good, except for being tired. Phillygirl and I ate chips and dip, snacked on a never-ending supply of sweets. And it really is a never-ending supply! We have a huge bag of sweets!! Enough to keep 10 children hyperactive for a week!
But true to my resolution, they will have to be severely rationed, unless I am running while eating them!
So we celebrated like a bunch of inebriated children! Can you imagine!? We ate Marie biscuits with icing and sprinkles, loads of chips, sweetie necklaces and sour sweets. We also played Twister….
I’ll try set the scene… 12 not-so-supple people who have all had a schnapps, a couple "Oopstadts" (vodka and Fanta Orange, drunk like a JagerBomb) and large amounts of wine, beer or Smirnoff and a Twister 'board', and no spinner. Six people playing at a time with someone shouting out random colours, left/right, hand/foot commands. Six people, bending over with bums in faces, trying to position themselves as cleverly as possible. This is not possible! This experience then morphs into a tangle of bodies. People turn around and we are suddenly faced with the crotch to face scenario. And of course people grab onto anything to keep their balance. This is how many a friendship is forged!
After about 3 rounds of Twister, everyone kind of wandered away from the board, some looking ashamed others looking quite happy with themselves.
This then led to the game "I never". Always a goodie and great for shock value! Of course the game only really works if everyone understands it! A friend of mine, who is not big on instructions, kept getting confused. She drank for the most bizarre things, like "Have you ever had sex on a jungle gym?" It was most entertaining!
All in all, it was good party! The photo's are a great testament to the fun we had!
I spent Sunday either in bed or on the couch, relaxing, and feeling surprisingly good, except for being tired. Phillygirl and I ate chips and dip, snacked on a never-ending supply of sweets. And it really is a never-ending supply! We have a huge bag of sweets!! Enough to keep 10 children hyperactive for a week!
But true to my resolution, they will have to be severely rationed, unless I am running while eating them!
New Resolutions
I have finally decided to make a firm commitment to getting my blog going. This is a big step, since I am not really one for commitment!
A number of things have happened since I last wrote a blog. I recently turned 29, so I would say that almost qualifies me for an almost mid-life crisis. I have also had another car accident and have now decided it is time to sell my car and move on.
I think that this birthday should be the equivalent of a new year's celebration. And of course it would include New Years resolutions. Resolutions are generally empty promises made, especially after a bottle of two of bubbly. But I am determined to stick to them as much as possible. Of course I won’t make too many, that's just silly!
So here they are:
Be healthier – this includes going to gym, eating healthy and (of course) losing weight.
Buy a new car! And not have any more accidents!
Maybe have a relationship longer than the usual (by my standards), just to shake things up a bit, for a change of scenery... though this may be too much commitment for me to handle….
Of course I can add on to this list at will, but I think starting small may just work! No need to overwhelm myself just yet!
As a start, I have salad and veggies for lunch and eat something healthy when I go out for dinner with my parents. I will either go for a walk around my suburb or run up and down my stairs, depending on the weather. I would go to gym, but since I have no car, that's a mission! Hopefully this will lead to fulfilling the clichéd resolution of weight loss.
About a car…. as soon as it’s fixed it's getting sold.
A relationship…. Hhhmmmm…. This will be the most challenging resolution. But it's a long one to go into, so I'll skip the explanation.
So that was all a tad boring, but at least I have started!
I promise more entertaining stuff to follow!!
A number of things have happened since I last wrote a blog. I recently turned 29, so I would say that almost qualifies me for an almost mid-life crisis. I have also had another car accident and have now decided it is time to sell my car and move on.
I think that this birthday should be the equivalent of a new year's celebration. And of course it would include New Years resolutions. Resolutions are generally empty promises made, especially after a bottle of two of bubbly. But I am determined to stick to them as much as possible. Of course I won’t make too many, that's just silly!
So here they are:
Be healthier – this includes going to gym, eating healthy and (of course) losing weight.
Buy a new car! And not have any more accidents!
Maybe have a relationship longer than the usual (by my standards), just to shake things up a bit, for a change of scenery... though this may be too much commitment for me to handle….
Of course I can add on to this list at will, but I think starting small may just work! No need to overwhelm myself just yet!
As a start, I have salad and veggies for lunch and eat something healthy when I go out for dinner with my parents. I will either go for a walk around my suburb or run up and down my stairs, depending on the weather. I would go to gym, but since I have no car, that's a mission! Hopefully this will lead to fulfilling the clichéd resolution of weight loss.
About a car…. as soon as it’s fixed it's getting sold.
A relationship…. Hhhmmmm…. This will be the most challenging resolution. But it's a long one to go into, so I'll skip the explanation.
So that was all a tad boring, but at least I have started!
I promise more entertaining stuff to follow!!
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