Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Back to being a BM2B

Did I even tell you guys that I have had my bridesmaid dress made? (I'm really bad at sticking to the name of this blog and will probably need to change the name and the website address once I am no longer a bm2b - aka after the 7th Oct).....

okay CALM DOWN everyone. Let's all just take a deep breath and relaaaaax. I know you have saved this address in all your favourites. I know you have probably got it saved as your homepage. Don't worry.. I have no real intention of changing it. (Sounds too much like work!)

But yes, I have a bridesmaid dress. Unfortunately I am not at liberty to post the pic of the dress here on this site until after the wed has happened. But people, it is giiiirly!! Beautiful. But very very weird for a jeans and slops sort like myself! For the ladies who are interested (bear with me Menno) it is an almost 50's style dress with netting sticking out the bottom, completed with a string of pearls and a big flower on the boob. The other bridesmaid-to-be who also happens to be the SOB (sister of the bride) is better described as the BP (the beanpole) and so I must try to remember to avoid standing next to her in any photos on the day!

More BM2B relevant updates coming soon.

Secrets revealed.....(mostly)

So 4 of the 5 secrets have come to pass...
They were mostly not at all worth getting all worked up over! The 3 "less personal surprise secrets" had to do with the (hus)band's birthday - his brother, sis in law, best mate and dog all flew down from joburg to surprise him, then we went away for the weekend (I had to cancel a gazillion plans which he'd made behind his back and had to trick him into going to the airport at midnight....quite ingenious really) and then on Monday we had a type of a surprise little shindig for the guy. All very nice and he even gave the highest of all praise which was that "it was my best birthday ever".

Now if you know me at all, you will know that I'm one of the biggest birthday enthusiasts known to mankind. Now I don't want you to be silly and pedantic and try to compare me to a certain Nicolette Barry. NO-ONE rivals that girl for birthday excitement. She is in her own league when it comes to that. But discounting her, and comparing myself to other normal, sane people of human origin, I am BIG on birthdays. Hence the band's compliment is probably the equivalent of him looking at me with eyes full of concern and uttering "I'm worried about you, you are getting too thin". Truly.

So personal secret is still coming. Next month (or possibly toward the end of this month). I trust you'll all await it with bated breath. And I do promise, dear readership, that you'll be the first to hear about it at the alotted time.

Thursday, September 07, 2006

The Good Samaritan

So off I was on my way to work. I was dressed quite nicely. Cute little heels. Good hair day (! I know !) And I drove past this eeeensy little blonde lady in these tight tight pants trying to push her Pajero.

I allowed myself a little smirk as I drove by... (that will teach you to be so thin. Aint no way your size 6 gonna move that car!)

The conscience set in about half a k down the road. I wrestled with it. "What good can I do in these heels. I'm sure someone else can help her. Come on!!!!" But the big C won.

I duly turned the car and drove back.

"Do you need some help?" I asked.

*puzzled look* "uh... no, I'm just waiting for a friend. We're going walking".

She had been stretching before.