Friday, September 30, 2011

"If I had a blog, I'd put that picture on it"

When I left Munich I was entrusted with a sacred mascot... The Beavs.

The Beavs travelled all over with JL, my Aussie pal, and was introduced to the South African Squad on our hike up Kjerag in Norway (he made it the whole way up! What a trooper!).

And now, just look at the guy, all packed and ready for Moving Day tomorrow.

So in the words of JL -and I still haven't worked out if it was a hint or not- "if I had a blog, I'd put that picture on it."
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Thursday, September 29, 2011

Busy Town

This morning, whilst driving to work, I found myself cackling at the other drivers.
They just looked so funny in their little cars with their faces all set and ready for the day ahead.
They reminded me of SOMETHING but I just couldn't place it!

Until I could... BUSY TOWN!
All these little people scurrying along, Richard Scarry style!

The only difference is that there are way, way, WAY less smiles on the JHB roads in the mornings.

pics from here and here

Wednesday, September 28, 2011


Hooray hooray! After 2 months of waiting (I ordered this before I left Munich) I finally, FINALLY got my Gauteng mapbook.

Don't get me wrong, Garmi Garms is great, but you need to have some sense of general direction if you are to avoid certain areas in your little spinkalinks at night!

Check you on the main roads!
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Tuesday, September 27, 2011


After school I studied English and History. While there were many factors that led to this choice, the main one was, quite simply, that I had no clue what I wanted to do so I did what I love. How fortunate am I?

I love people. I love watching them, seeing how they interact with each other, how they interact with me, and even how they interact with themselves. It absolutely fascinates me that everyone has a story, just not everyone gets to tell theirs.

And English... Wow. It's not a language I sit and go on and on about. I don't feel the need to use fancy words because I believe in the little guys and how effective they can be when used correctly. I just love reading, and literature, and the meanings.

But I'm no boffin. There are millions and trillions of things for me to still learn. So while I might love to talk, and voice my opinion (even though it sometimes goes round and round to nowhere) I like to sometimes just shut my mouth, and observe. Listen to other peoples opinions. Choose my fights.

Now the thing that really gets me fired up, is a combo of the two. Meeting interesting people with a love for words... I want people like that on the other side of the tea table.

These are some words I learnt today:
Xenodochienologist- a person with a love for fine hotels and restaurants.
Pusillanimous- showing a lack of courage / being timid
Pismire- ant
Kakopygian- possessing an ugly set of buttocks

What do you think? Cool or what!
Likelihood of these words ever coming into my brain when needed... Probably null!

What are your favourite words?
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Salvage Direct

The Big Move is on Saturday! I will have a little home all of my own. Well, I'm sharing with a friend, but it will be our home! Hooray!

Now comes the next part... finding things for the home!
More specifically, appliances and cleaning things.

So I hopped over to Salvage Direct, a website that has JUST re-launched, had a flick through all the lovely, home-y things and wam bam thank you mam, I have myself a vacuum cleaner!
It's quite fancy, and compared to what I saw at Makro on the weekend... it's cheap!

This is how it works:

how it works
But don't worry, if bidding is a little too much for you, you can buy from the online shop!

Let me know what you think!

Monday, September 26, 2011

How To: Look Beautiful Inside And Out

Do your make up over your nice hot cup of coffee, allowing bits of make up brush and flecks of bronzer to fall inside.
Once make up is complete, drink delicious coffee, all the while wondering "what is that floaty thing."

Et Voila... beautiful inside, and out :)

Friday, September 23, 2011

Sad Little Grapes

Today I had my first ad cancellation. Just before going-to-print time.
I now have a meeting with said Cancel-ers.

So off in the car I go, eating my end-of-box grapes, which look a little sad but are still mighty tasty wondering where my I put my sparkly face...

Hopefully they'll offer me tea and I won't need it, wouldn't that be nice :)
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Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Exercise This

Exercise for the day: walking down the road to the Chocolate Den in my super high Client Services Liason heels.
Thoughts of more exercise: squashed with the 500g bag of chocolate chips and walk back up the road in super high Client Services Liason heels.

Nom. Nom. Nom.

Ok, more like nomnomnomnom

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Tick Tock

While I may have been working like a crazy, and trying my absolute best-est-est, some people are just not interested in what I have to say.
So then I switch it up and stop selling and start offering a service. I offer advise. I offer to be taught. I offer an ear. And I offer some tea.
And slowly, SLOWLY the meetings start to trickle in. Why, just today I have two in Pretoria. And yes, before you ask, I do have my poppie bling bling earrings on.
I know I have only been 'at it' for two weeks now, but I can see my targets and performance review looming...  And I don't know about you, but I battle with the whole running-away-from-something-in-heels thing. Walking briskly forward (with purpose as our high school principal drilled into our heads). But definitely not backwards.

Now, it could be that my standards for myself are way higher than they should be, but at the end of the day, words and tried-to-reach-them's don't matter, figures on a page do.
(It could also be that it is that Oktoberfest-y time of year and all the Munich friends are throwing pictures and fun beer-filled statuses around and making me a little jealous.)

So, with some tea in my right hand and a phone in my left, I will (somehow) huck up my big girl brooks and Get There. After all, I did say it was only onward and upward from here, and I can't go and take that back now, can I?

Thursday, September 15, 2011

It's not just me!!

Turns out I am not the only blogger in my family! Hooray hooray!
The youngest of the V-Girls, Sarah 'Skolliwe' has started a blog called Sunshine-Children

It's quite a beautiful little space, where she documents some of her (Very Talented) photography expeditions.

I am so proud... can you tell?

Please go have a look!

This is one of my favourites :)

The girl has skills I tell you!

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Thunder And Lightning

Very very frightening... Freddy-Mercury-type-high-pitched-oooh, Galileo
I'm sure you know the rest.

Last night, after an unsuccessful attempt at avoiding traffic on the way to see what has been named The Back Up Apartment, a small dinner with my future-house-mate and very current Frank, I experienced my first Jozi STORM!

Actually, I crashed, and was faaaaaast asleep when I was woken by apocalyptic sounds outside. Turns out, for Joburgers, it was nothin'. Just your regular old it's-been-a-little-hot storm. Excuse me? Really?
I guess I'm going to have to get me some earplugs!

Sleepless nights spent wondering what the world outside will look like in the morning are not ideal after Long Days and before Big Days. I somehow need to maintain my Sparkly Face well into the night, teetering along in my Client Services Liason Shoes (the transformation is real, I promise!) and handing out my very fancy business cards, all the while hoping my Let's Do Business Grin doesn't turn into a clenched teeth kind of I Want To Sleep 'Smile.'

Luckily, there is coffee -I know, I'm a traitor- to keep the eyelids open, and hopefully the rest will take care of itself...

Now, who wants a cookie?

Friday, September 9, 2011

Help a Sister Out

It is not just this Veckranges girl that is starting a new adventure. Biggie Me is too!
She bravely resigned from her Steady Income job and followed her heart and passion into Sports Massage!

So to kick off her new venture she has one very special deal for you Durban folk (and all).

R690 for 3 one hour sports massages!
You have one month to complete all three, although once you experience the magic of those thumbs for yourself, you probably won't take that long!

Here is here very fancy card:

Go on... book your massage now. NOW! 

Why are you still reading? Call already dammit!

Thursday, September 8, 2011

I'll Get There

Here we are, exactly one week into The Job. I gotta say, it's going well. Or at least I think it is :)
My brain still feels like it's doing summersaults in the deep end, and I've had one or two relatively embarrassing phone calls that had me scrambling through my notes for information, but... I'll get there.

And until I do, I am quite happy in the knowledge that there are two things to give the kick I need, when I need it.

Tea... and wine.

And for all you like minded people, doing like minded brain-flips, I give you this little snippet (you can read the whole piece here) from Harry Haddon, of Two Oceans Vibe

"But it is not just the intoxicative properties of wine that make it my favourite drug; it is also relatively cheap (although the further down the rabbit-hole you go, the more you are willing to pay), easily accessible, and most important of all, interesting. No other drug offers so many different flavours, textures and aromas on your way to getting pickled. And choice! My goodness you are spoiled for it. You can get sizzled on German Riesling, befuddled with a Californian Cabernet, or loaded with a Australian Shiraz. An Argentinean Malbec can get you pleasantly toasted, and with a Burgundy, elegantly wasted.
A brilliant, sociable, complex, tasty, interesting drug. No flashbacks, jippo-guts, steak knife Tuesdays, or deviated septums. No gangsters, gun-toting dealers or back alley deals. As drugs go, wine is a winner.
I was going to leave it there, but I thought I’d give some sort of disclaimer before the more sensitive of you start accusing me of promoting alcoholism, the dop system, killing babies, and finally – as internet comments go – accuse me of sleeping with somebody’s mother and simultaneously being gay. Of course drugs in excess are bad for you, and to live entirely under the influence is not advisable. Use these drugs to make your life better, don’t be silly and let them become a crutch."

In the words of Rihanna, I leave you with a solid, clinking "Cheers, to the freaking weekend, I'll drink to that, yeah-e-yeah"

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Work Work

Last night the were a million questions running (actually more like Usain Bolt-ing!) through my head.

What do I wear to work? What time do I wake up? What time should I leave home? What do I take with me (tea, duh!) Will they really like me? Did they only hire me because the other girls liked my eyebrows? Do they really like my eyebrows? When was the last time I tweezed my eyebrows? Have I ever thought about my eyebrows so much? Am I going to reveal my inexperience? Will I last in heels all day? (I've worn heels 3 times in the last year and a bit. The third time was last weekend and it was painful!!) Why is the button on my hot water bottle so much hotter than the fluffy part? Ok ok, I digress...

I was nervous ok!

My lovely Pops sent me a well wishing sms at 5am, which I mistook for my alarm (not even close to the same sound) and hopped up. Then plopped back down and zzzz'd for a whole lot longer... Only after I'd read all my other well wishing messages on all my other social media platforms (thank you- you carried me through the day- no really, my heels were high!).

So when the real alarm went off, I was ready. I hopped up(this time I got further than the edge of the bed) and began my Removal Of The Morning Face Process.

I was unsure whether to take the 'it'll take you 5minutes to get to work' seriously, so I left quite early. And it really did. So I drove round, and around, and around andaroundandaround, and was still the 15 minutes early. What can I say, I hate being late!

Luckily there was another Early Bird to let me in, and so my day began.

For the most part, it was a huge big Mind Bomb of information, with a lovely auction in the absolutely hideous Hyde Park on the side. No really, the people that live there...shame, times are tough! (Deep down appreciation for the lifetime of hard work I hope it took for them to get there aside).

Needless to say, when it came to Home Time (which I might dub Hunger Time in the future as that's when it hit me), I was whacked. Finished. Readytocrawlundermyduvetforaweek.

And to think, this is just the beginning. I have to get up EVEN EARLIER tomorrow!! I have to made padkos coffee and breakfast! I have to pick my outfit the night before!! (ok, I sometimes do that anyway) I have to up my organisational game. I am now...

A Worker!

On to the next day we go!

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My Desk - Day 1

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