So WTF people. I've seriously joined th 21st century albeit kicking and screaming. My hubby got me a Blackberry - can you believe. It is super awesome. I'm writing on it right now - not very fast but still pretty impressive. Though I must say I think my spacing may be out and I won't be getting into temptation and using sms language, luckily I'm behind the times on that so no one worry I will still be delivering a grammatically correct blog! Think I need to give my key board a rest its starting to smell finny I what's up with that? Yay me my BB has auto correct how cool is that?

Ok so I've been bad about blogging but really nothing great has been going on. Work has been hell like a pineapple up ones proverbial ass and home has been pretty quiet - except for the other night. Let me set the scene.....Have you ever been the kind of tired where you could quite easily take down a small child should they be in the way of you getting to bed?? Well that's how I was. My boss had hit the high spots on being more than his dickish self that day and all I wanted to do was curl up into a ball and switch off. But of course having two exceptional children and a husband to die for, you paint on a smile and play nice until the smile becomes a snarl and to put your family out of their misery, its easier to just go to bed. So yay me I was off to bed. So a few months ago my hubby bought a new desk chair. A beautiful leather one. A big one that somehow keeps us awake at night -I think its haunted. You'll lie in bed and as his office shares a corner in the bedroom, I swear the chair creaks. We've both heard it and you check and nothing. So here I am exhausted all I want to do is fall into slumber and creak, creak. So I sit up there in the darkness looms the chair. Not a sound. So I lie down just dozing off I creak, creak, creak okay - so what the fuck people? It's a fucking chair it can't move by itself. I stare it down. Daring it to move - it doesn't. I open my eyes bigger thinking that should really intimidate it as it works with everyone else - still nothing WTF? I decide I'm NOT doing this and lie down again convinced I've intimidated the chair enough to be silent. It worked I never heard a peep out of it again.

There is more to this story believe it or not, but it will have to wait as the sun is shining and I want to get out in it and BEE myself right now - Byeee

So WTF people???? Why does everything have to be so ball breaking. All I want to do is complete some damn forms and fill out a personality profile and WTF nothing can just work... Everything has to be hush hush and on the quiet but you cant get the forms to down load properly so you can complete the fucking personality test. By the time I figure out what to do I'll be so pissed off, it will look like I'm an emotional wreck with hair that looks like Cruella Da Ville WTF!!!

So WTF people.....
Aaahhhh the sweet smell of Tuesday in the air - aint it glorious??? Monday's are just so not cool no matter where in the world you are. Okay maybe if you are in the Caribbean I could live with it being Monday. Time stands still in the Caribbean. It's wonderful
So how was that weekend? We are going to "recruitment sales" training today and get this our Manager is coming with us like WTF??? Surely as he is the Manager, he should know all there is to know about recruitment training. Me thinks he just wants to keep an eye on us - What efa!

Ok so WTF people.  So its like 22:35, I'm telling you this because I'm to technologically challenged to change the time that pops up on my blogs and every time I blog it seems like some arb time like 03:55 in the morning like WTF what’s up with that shi!t.  So just had supper at the Blowfish - thanks Mike, super awesome but I rushed home to blog and it took me fucking 45 mins to figure out how to do this shit again.  I even smsed the clever youngen from my office to remind my geriatric mind but she left me hanging - huh but I did it on my own - so proud I must say.
What a day.  I must say I work with a bunch of freaks seriously!  I wouldn't have it any other way.  I glance up this afternoon to spot my colleague Naasir but I call him Naas - sitting at his desk speaking to himself with his sun glasses on.  Now ordinarily I wouldn't look twice but the man is literally having a full blown conversation with him self sitting at his desk in front of his PC with his sunglasses on....  No to say he was not styling those sunglasses but seriously WTF??
I suppose with my warped sense of humour and mind processing I do need very interesting people to keep me occupied.  Thanks Naas.

So I never told you about my evening at my friend Margo, Marge for short.  What a super duper girl.  I was round her and her Oak's place on Thursday for a braai.  What a jol.  I haven't laughed soooooo much for like forever.  We spoke about everything.  The wine flowed and the food was crazy good.  Shoe until it was time to get up for work.  Which was pretty ok until I took the first corner to the girl’s room to get them up and going.  My mind was screaming bath time.  I had to bath, I'd been to visit about 20 zillion clients the day before with the highest heels ever and my tootsies were refusing to stand up in the shower.
So I hopped into the bath and well jar considering that I fell into bed the night before without taking off my makeup or taking out my contact lenses, oh the horror.  I really needed to wash my face.  While in the process of washing my face or rather soaking it in water hoping to repair any damage, my Oak Mark decided to have a chat with me.... well I must have looked like KIZZ but without the make up because he like looked at me and made his Clint Eastwood eyes as big as he could and stopped mid sentence what he was saying and looked at me again kind of got a fright and thought I'm not taking that on and walked off.  Then he came back again looked at me again and clearly I still looked like KIZZ so he decided to leave me too it until I pulled myself together!  Boy was relieved...
So jar another day over, another Friday done and time for bed.  My Oak has made me swear not to blog about him or he will throw my whole blog away WTF????  Hello Cassidy SCRATCH, SCRATCH, SCRATCH! 

So like WTF people...


This blogging thing is not exactly easy. So you create your blog and work through the process and then when you want to blog again, you need to a Degree to figure out how to blog again. But I think I have it down pat now. Luckily for me I work with a much younger, maybe even a bit prettier version of me who knows all about this internet sh!t so she spoon feeds me step for step. Can I get a whoop, whoop??

What will we do without the young - used to be I was the young but as the days go on and the hair colour washes out or heaven forbid I have a bit of a late night with too much booze well really now the age DOES show. Oh and let’s not forget the knees that have no cartilage left - those are real reminders of the terrible number that haunts most adults.

But really deep down I still feel 23 ok at a push maybe 25 - pity my body can't keep up with me though WTF

So WTF people??


Seriously those who know me (and you know who you are) will know that WTF is like my all time favorite saying...but seriously is it not the most expressive saying for anything good or bad?? It comes close to rivaling one of my other favorites - Here's your sign!

But seriously all this blog will be about is my creative energy flowing through my finger tips and to your PCs should you choose to follow me - what efa (another one of my favorites).

Really I was just looking for a medium to express myself and say what is on my mind. So let's see where it takes us...


However don’t always expect eloquent English and positive blogs as one of my all time favorites said it and couldn’t say it better myself, I did it my way!