girl power?

girl power...i believe very strongly in just that...society has "taken" some power away from us and it seems that some of us gladly give it up...yesterday i spoke to a friend of mine...her daughter is 6 years old...she will this weekend be competing in a freakin beauty pageant...i ask you...i nearly popped a vein...i don't know why mom's do this...really i don't...she was telling me about the new outfits she bought...and listen to this...how cute and sexy she looked wearing them...i almost yelled down the line...s~e~x~y...a six year old is not, i repeat not, supposed to look sexy in any way...for fucks sakes...ag no man...really...people are seriously fucked sideways sometimes...here's this sweet, innocent little girl...and she will be walking around in her sexy outfits...because her mommy thinks it's cute...and what happens if she gets second or third place...what do you tell her...sorry sweetheart...the other girl was prettier than you...exactly my point!...all little girls are beautiful beyond all comprehension...their innocence is precious...why oh why would you want to damage your daughters confidence in any way...why would you want to do this to your kid...it's just not right...it's actually sick and i hate beauty pageants for that reason...sure there are some super beautiful people out there...and if they are sixteen...maybe eighteen...and they are zit-free with a unquenchable thirst to parade themselves in front of the whole world...let them...but little girls should be protected from shit like this...what message are you sending your baby...what damage we do...let me count the ways...

my wish list

i need to send this wish list out into the world...who knows what'll come back...whoop whoop...you never know right?...everybody is going on about positive thinking so being a proper people pleaser i jumped right on that bandwagon...so here goes...

1. 
   
   full time chef to cook me breakfast, lunch and supper...


2. 
   
   a king size bed... i currently sleep on 10cm of bed every night, two little boys climb in every single night, i don't mind...but i wouldn't mind a bigger bed either...


3. 
   
   proper digital camera...i love taking pictures...but for that you need a good camera...the ex sold my baby...dawg


4. 
   
   plastic surgery...new boobs and a new tummy...heaven


5. 
   
   a good man...i must find him irresistible in every sense of the word... i almost forgot that i want one sometimes....so out you go good thoughts of a good man, bring him right to me y'hear...


6. 
   
   i wish i could finish a marathon...that would be awesome...


7. 
   
   to go on a extravagant holiday...for like a month...even two...ok three months...deal...


8. 
   
   i want to own my own home...that sounds ridiculous to most...cause everybody does own their own home right?...wrong...with the house prices shooting up....almost double than it used to be...so i can afford half a house...and for some reason the bank or the sellers don't budge if i get all exited about buying half a house...


9. 
   
   a mini cooper...a red one or a silver one...convertible...


10. 
    
    i wish i could smoke with no side-effects...


11. 
    
    i would love a bronze statue of a my sweet ass...really...it could be quite fun...i wonder who will be brave enough to cast that mould! hahahahaha

i know this list probably sounds very lame...maybe it is....i don't really care....i would just love to have these things in my life...cause see i quite like my life exactly the way it is...but to have these things added would be a bonus...

i have really tried to be positive the past two weeks, saw a show on oprah that raved about everybody getting what they want...just by being positive...ok maybe that works in the good old us of a but here in africa things sure work differently...we live in a place called ~the~real~world~....i am just looking for trouble today...gotcha...anyway... "they" the powers that be tells us that we should verbalise our longings or wants or whatever...so if they say i must do this...i sure tried...and the strangest thing happened... ok first a bit of background... there is this terribly cute guy staying in my vicinity cause i see him every day... he walks wherever he goes...which is strange...but each to his own right...not that i mind him walking about...cause honey that ass makes me drool...really...the whole package is just perfect....let me just get a tissue for the drool...that's better...anyway i've been ogling him for like months now...just enjoying the view every time i drive past...and the other day i was thinking about all this positive stuff and i was talking to myself in the car...out loud...i know...anyway...i was sending out all of these positive affirmations like... see that mini cooper... i will be driving one of those babies...and see that beautiful house...i will own a house....and the next positive piece of happiness out of my mouth was...and i will meet this really great guy who will find me t~o~t~a~l~l~y irresistible...and at that precise moment i looked right at mr cuteness himself...how's that for a coinsidence!!!...phew...wouldn't that be great great great great great....maybe i should help fate along a bit and arrange a hit and run...whhahahahah...right...i am having enormous withdrawal symptoms right at this moment...hit and run...i must be loosing it one bit at a time...so mr cute make your move...i am ready and willing...i sound like a sixteen year old today...i sure miss smoking...

all work and no play

that's me at the moment...working way to hard for wayyyyyyy too little moola! but i'm not complaining, i actually *whisper* ....enjoy my job... sinful i know ha ha.... anyway, work is overloading and i've charged my sweet ass into overdrive to keep up.... the mental picture that brings to mind can either be very pleasant or quite disturbing... to me to picture is way disturbing ...

yesterday i went to do my monthly grocery shopping, something i love to do, confirming the fact that i must, no disputing that anymore...be very disturbed, cause who in their right mind actually enjoy walking down heaven knows how many aisles and dumping mundane articles such as toilet paper and washing powder into their trolley??? but like the saying goes, small things amuses small minds, so i'm not complaining. the fact that i enjoy comparing prices and consider it a small miracle to save R2 or R3 per item is shameful... i have turned into a plain jane... heaven have mercy. the other thing i enjoy while comparing the price difference between the various brands of ear buds... (pitiful *sigh*) is to ogle all the single guys doing their shopping, for some reason i feel sorry for them, why i dunno! i try my best to keep my mouth shut cause there are times when i can say the most stupid things to very cute guys standing in front of millions of containers of yogurt... yesterday i was packing a sinful amount of cookies into my trolley, it's small two cookie packets which i like to stash in my kids lunch boxes, i don't eat these cookies, really *wink-wink*... but the guy checking out the cookies on the shelves kept looking at me, by the third round carrying maaaaany packets of cookies to my trolley he could not keep quiet anymore and with a crooked smile on his cute face asked me... "you sure like cookies" and i'm sure he then glanced down to my sweet ass wanting to probably encourage me to take them all back... i sweetly replied (and i'm sure he obviously didn't believe me) "these are for my kids, i put them in their lunch boxes".... by my sixth trip (cause he was hogging the space in front of the shelf!) he said the following: "you must have a lot of kids!".... aaaaaaaaaaaaahhh .... bloke rather keep your mouth shut ok, i don't eat the freaking cookies!!! embarrassing... i still blush at the thought of it... mercy mercy

my sweet ass...

i'm really doing my best, running like crazy every single day, granted it's only 2km a day, but still, it should have some effect on this sweet ass of mine by now shouldn't it?? ok i've lost a few centimetres, whoopee, maybe i should consider plastic surgery, but on my budget and with the ex non payment policy (child support), i'm going to dream about plastic surgery until i get my pension.

i think i'm getting old, no correction, my body's getting old, last time i checked i was still a jolly 16 year old, ok so that's not very convincing... but i'm sure everybody feels like this, i really really do not feel my age, but when little kiddies and not so little cute guys start calling you Tannie (afrikaans for auntie) that's it, you are now legally old. so unfair don't u think??

the other day i was out with some friends for dinner and this young bloke kept ogling me the whole night, no lies... after about an hour of enjoying the ogling (thank you very much), i thought no no no, can't be, it must be some other chick he's eyeing, cause although i have the confidence of a whale at the moment, this guy was not bad looking, actually very cute on my sweet ass scale, anyhow, i gracefully accepted that the poor ogler probably has had too much booze forced down his throat and that he saw me through the eyes of a drunk guy (anything goes by that point). as we left i told myself, just test this guy again and see if it really is you and your sweet ass he's checking out so oh-delightfully, cause i still could not believe that i was the object of his drunken affection... and you could have slapped me on my sweet ass (very rare privilege) when the cute guy told his friend... loud enough for me to hear, i kid you not...

"that sure is a sexy tannie..."

i'm old...