So here we are sitting in the dark… again. Welcome to Africa. Due to our electricity suppliers being outdated and so much construction happening in SA we find that we have quite a bit of electricity load shedding at the moment. So basically they will shut down the power in various areas for 2 hours here and then two hours in another area etc, just to make sure that their generators don’t blow due to the strain.

While a romantic candle lit dinner (I have a gas stove thankfully, so I can still cook) is wonderful, it’s even better when a) there is someone to share it with you and b) you can switch the lights on after and run a hot sink of water for the dishes. Being able to have a hot bath too is a good thing. Ah well… guess I’m gonna have to grin and bear it. *grins* It’s just the DYING of boredom at work. My job is done on the internet (no man, I’m not a porn star!). So the power goes, and the thumbs start twiddling – and the blog gets updated, hahaha – so one good thing does come out of this! God I hope they get this crap sorted before we host the 2010 Soccer world cup… 

Yesterday was my parent’s 30^th wedding anniversary. They were planning on having lunch in Venice on their 30^th, but a lack of planning seems to have gotten in the way. I guess we will have to wait for the 31^st one and then all celebrate with cocktails on the beach in Cancun. We are however heading to Cape Town as a family this week. Mom and dad leave on Thursday and I join them on Friday. My sister only comes down on the 21^st, but hell, it will be the first Xmas in three years that we will have spent together, so I can’t wait. I just wish I knew what the hell to get everyone. Mom and dad are sorted (opera tickets to Aida ~ sorry dad!!) but the sister… what the hell do you buy someone who has more shoes than Elton John, all the kitchen gadgets recommended by Jamie Oliver, cd’s and DVD’s coming out her ears, doesn’t have or want any pets and quite frankly buys anything that catches her eye anyway? I am so stumped. Bugger.

On Friday I went to a friend’s farewell. It seems a lot of people I know are moving down to Cape Town. It was an interesting night. Started off kinda quiet, but by the end of the evening it was like a bloody high school reunion (shoot me) – with all those cool people who would never speak to me apart from to indult me of course, who now want to buy shooters, and hug and be all warm and fuzzy. So I let them buy the shooters. Hehehe. They might as well be good for something now huh?

I did have to kick one of the drunker ones. In my defense I did warn him. J If I say “leave me alone”, or “seriously now – piss off, I will hurt you” then chances are I will hurt you, or try too. (I think this could be the problem with kick boxing… I seem to think I really can take on the world now… it’s a great feeling!)  By the end of the evening a few of the ex jocks had decided we were friends, and there were farewell hugs and promises to stay in contact (which will be difficult considering I gave out the wrong number – but really, why would I want to hang out with a bunch of ex jocks who’s glory years, thus far, was their final year in high school… why?)

Saturday saw a friend of mine age another year, so we decided on drinks in the park. The rain gods decided on drinks in her flat. Guess who won? So we packed in the flat, had a few drinks, talked kak, had a laugh, watched a real life soap opera unfold in front of us (take an overprotective big brother, with his newly married and also over protective wife, watching the little sister getting pissed out of her tree and being hit on by the very stoned / unbalanced / slammed drummer of the birthday girls boyfriends band. Add in some snot and tears and a temper tantrum, then the almost porno like attacking of each others tonsils – a family fight and angry parents picking up the said pissed little sister) it was interesting. (Read: highly amusing) From there I went to the red room, which is a rocking little club out on the other side of the earth, where for once, there was no vibe and the music sucked… two hours later I decided it wasn’t worth it, went home, had my tea and watched a few episodes of scrubs. Dr Cox is my inspiration. I love that man.

Last night was keeeeeeek boxing (man I’m gonna miss this while I’m in CT) and then TV night. I am addicted to Monday night TV, and more specifically – to the biggest loser. UGH – damn you Bob and Gillian. What can I say, I think it helps me stay on the straight and narrow (she says chomping on a chocolate muffin with a caramel center that one of the guys t the office brought in!) ;)

Tuesdays – Sushi night! I can’t wait! Tonight I’m heading out to the gym, then out with my sister and a bunch of mates for half price sushi (yes I do shower first… really people, what do you take me for?).  I know you are all thinking… half price sushi? UGH – you are so gonna get food poisoning, but trust me on this – the sushi is AMAZING. (I’m so excited!)

So – Thanks to all you wonderful wonderful people we are still coming 1^st in the HP competition! *whoop whoop!* So far so good, the comp is about to heat up but I have a good feeling about this. Let’s hope it’s not the warm fuzziness from my latte… hmm…

Now the power just came back on, so best I get back to work before it falls over on us again!

Much love to you all!

me