Long time

Oh its been ages since I have last blogged.  I have been too busy and I actually missed it.  Things are settling down now that Janet has gone back to the cold dreary UK and Sasha has moved to Johannesburg.  Everyone is going their own ways and its so sad.  But its winter so really, its just the right time to go to bed early with a good book or watch all those shows that I record.

A cooking bug has bitten me. Sasha taught me how to make bar one springrolls.  OMG She can make it.... I cant.. either the chocolate comes out the side or else the flippen pastry burns.... who knew.  Wait.... I did cos cooking never was my strong point was it.  I think the winter is going to make me fat..... its gonna take my sexy away... noooooooooooo oh hell no I am going to have to stop it..

So racing was flippen awesome on the 5th of May 2012.  Who knew that Aran could fly.  To be perfectly honest here, everyone knows that Aran is a racer and a damn good one at that but who would have thought that my boy could go so damn fast on an outdated bike.  To hear the comments and feel the vibe at the track was fantastic.  It was so phenominal I got pissed.  Oh wait... thats normal on a race day..

My ring tone on my phone is Kurt Darrens *Kaptein span die seile* which is freaking my friends out, but....... here is the thing, at the track, I was *Spanning die seile* while dancing somewhat.  Dunno hey, vodka makes me langarm and sidestep and twist all at the same time.  I think we need to rename my dancestep to langsteptwist.   Its wicked moves... hard work I would say...... but can only be done once vodka induced...
Yep, soak in vodka and then get on dancefloor.... steps will follow....

So I just want to say it was mothers day and once again my boy made me proud.  He even took his granny out for breakfast.... and then she done his washing...bwhahahahaha... OMG my mother is such a sucker when it comes to my handsome son.... I thought she treated my brother like a baby when he was early twenties but this is simply ridiculous.  Aran has the old bat just where he wants her.....The Rattex Queen (as she is fondly know as) absolutely adores my son as he ties her up with cellotape and then tickles the shit outa her.  Please bear in mind she can only fight back with one and and one leg. Poor duck... I think she likes it rough...Oh my word......

My sister and her brood were in a terrible motor vehicle accident over Easter in Umtata.  The girls each broke their pelvis.  The one the left pelvis the other the right and their little brother got concussed and broke some ribs, as did my sister.  Armando hurt his right arm.  I just think they should walk when they want to go somewhere... or else employ Malema as their driver.... just a thought....you never know ... the dude might need a job soon....

Ok now that I am finished talking shit... I will chat soon when some or other disaster hits me.  For now though its the cooking.... and since all my hair got burnt the last time.... I have learnt... lean back when cooking.....LOL although the stove burnt my hair when I tried to light a damn cigarette.  Damn.... gonna have to take it easy...