please!

let me just say this...i love it when we kick ass!!...our little country beat the mighty english at cricket and rugby this past friday night and sunday night...i was so proud!....whoppeeeee...go boys go!...what got me was when we sang our national anthem at the start of the rugby match...every single person i saw sang nkosi sikelele iafrika...out of their hearts...it was so heart warming...to all that look at our country and pity us...don't...we've come such a long way...and we're going to beat the odds...watch...anyway...enough of that...i had a wonderful weekend...friday was fun...we were selling marbles...latest craze at school...and i just had to chuckle...these little kids came past our stall, inspecting each little marble like a pro...they reminded me of diamond dealers...holding the marble in the light to identify the little sucker...theehehheeehee...it was precious...another thing that was quite interesting was the fact that some of the older boys came around...obviously recognised jay...then shook his little hand in greeting...amazing...after a while i gathered that it's because he's such a pro with the marbles...figure that...respect....why do i find this so amusing while feeling oh so proud of the little man...nothing wrong with a good old fashioned handshake...charming...i thought...we made a nice little profit which had to be spent immediately at the nearest toy shop...sigh...after that the afternoon went slightly pear shaped...jay developed tonsilitis...arghh...sky high fever during the night...doctor first thing in the morning...one amazingly good moment was when i left the doctor's reception with a wave over the shoulder...toodledoo y'all...i had to hold myself back i almost skipped out of there...i was so happy...you see...dad (the dreaded ex) was paying for the visit and the medicine with his brand-spanking-new medical aid...hehe...which i will be using without cease...ahhhh...payback...you know i believe in sending out good thoughts into the universe...well today i want to send out the following single good thought...that the ex (bless his adulterous soul)...will keep his job...everyone i know...and knows him...also know (i know! giggle...that must be grammatically wrong...)...that a good solid job is n~o~t something the ex clings to...amazing isn't it!!...so i am shit scared that their predictions of him leaving his newly found job will come true...my best friend was saying like ten times over the phone this morning...you know he's going to leave his job...he's not going to keep that job...and what if the bad thoughts were collected up in a big butterfly net in the sky...huh...what then???...ahhhh...i felt like climbing through the telephone line and shoving the bloody words back into her mouth...but the negative comments just kept coming out too fast...have mercy...i know they mean well...but this new job will be paying the child support i haven't been getting for the last 8 months ok????... shees...nasty....don't spoil this for me...pleeeeeeeease....so for every person who said "he will leave his job"...i will say "he will keep his job" a million and two times today...tomorrow when i have more energy i will say it five million times...i sound kind of desperate don't i...oh well i don't care...i just want that freaking child support so much...i can taste it...

this is monday...i am really lazy...so excuse me if i can't produce much more than i have done above....yawn...will be back tomorrow...

my forehead...and silkworms....

i am today totally convinced that i have f~u~c~k y~o~u written on my forehead, true as bob, everybody sees is but me...i don't know who wrote it there but it's obvious that the ink is permanent...lucky me...my boss asked my colleague yesterday why i was so irritated...i wasn't even aware that i was irritated...and when i was told that i look irritated...i obviously then became irritated...i am so predictable...don't tell me i'm irritated when i'm not, that really irritates me...ok???...so now i have a blank look that will make me look bored...maybe i should just stick with my fuck you face...love you...fuck you...whatever makes you happy...i aim to please after all...anyway enough already about the forehead and the hidden inscriptions... it's silkworm season...i don't know who breeds with these little creatures but every single year millions of them are sold in schools country wide...all of us bought a dozen or two ourselves in our lifetime...good times wasn't it?....needless to say that my son sold some of his much-loved marbles so that he could afford a family of silkworms...this year i have decided that they can die for all i care...cause it's always me who's faffing about the bloody worms...and then they die anyway...i go to so much trouble, i scout the neighbourhood until i find a mulberry tree...and then...we have to steal leaves every day...we sneak up to the tree and when someone comes up the road we act all innocent...the things i teach my kids...anyway~ the worms ~they die on me every year...i shudder to admit this but if they survive the stage before they spin themselves into a cocoon...i'm actually a very good person ok...but have mercy...weeks and weeks of stealing leaves does get a tad much....i then conveniently dump the poor cocoon in the dustbin...the kids don't care if they die of starvation...but i have this stupid little habit...i like to feed every living thing under my roof...the cat....i feed him...and he loves me for it...that i know...the kids are of course very irritated that the cat ignores them and can't seem to get enough of me...dah...i feed the fish...all four of them....they come to the feeding hole when i enter the kitchen...seriously...the kids i feed...nobody will notice if i don't eat for a week...i have to feed myself...all i hear is...mom i'm hungry....feed me...feed me....feed me now....dear sweet arsed mother....so i do...and i will be feeding the worms too...i just can't help myself...i'm a good person like that...oi...my sister told me this morning that her son actually named his worms...chuckle...chuckle...he is such a strange kid... he named them ...wait for this...ring...bracelet...rosebud...and angelina... how original is that!!... so i hope he will be feeding bracelet and the others some real leaves cause this auntie will not be feeding another household's worms too...i have my limits...