Addy’s Rock of Ages 21st

26 04 2012

Morning blog readers!

And how are we all this morning? Hmmm??

I have a substantial headache, but other than that, I suppose I cannot complain. Tomorrow is a public holiday here in South Africa, as is next Tuesday (we’re probably one of the countries with the most public holidays – it’s ridiculous). So, if you take into account that I’ve put in leave for Monday, I’ll be having a 5-day weekend! 😀

I’ve taken on some freelance work and will be working over the long weekend, but (1) at least it’ll help me in the experience department, and (2) it’s extra money in my pocket, which is always nice.

We had my sister’s 21st birthday party last Saturday. Theme: Rock of Ages. Dress code: 50s to 80s attire. With that taken into account, I thought it only fitting to bake some rainbow cupcakes for the 60s/70s. I nearly ‘lost it’ when the birthday cake came out too moist (hate hate hate our oven!), and it made crumbs that got stuck in the icing, and I couldn’t get it to look a bit more professional… yet, overall, I think it turned out pretty well. I’ll share some photos below:

Addy's 21st birthday cake! I even made the 'd' in her name look like a musical note

Here's the origami piano I made 🙂

Thought the edible guitars would add a nice rockin' touch. Note: they're store-bought

Detail on cake: hearts & black 'beading'

Cupcake toppers... rainbow cupcakes...

...equals pretty (awesome) treats!!!

Some of the (80s) decorations in the hall

Feelin' the 50s/60s vibe with this sweet ride

For the birthday girl, who's a music student

This was placed in the foyer

And finally, here she is: the birthday girl! ❤


Happy birthday, Addy!

19 04 2012

So today is an exceptionally special day…

…since my younger sister, Addy, is turning 21 (!!!) *sniff*

Addy, you know that being someone’s sister isn’t always easy (especially in our case, amirite?!), but you have to admit that it’s a LOT of fun too 😉

There’s so much I can say to you on what is deemed a momentous occasion, but I also don’t want you to get ’embarrassed’ or overwhelmed by my sentimentality, so I thought I’d lighten the general mood by having Basement Cat join in the celebrations:

On a more serious & soppy note, I just want to let you know that I think

Sure, you’re at university and have to go to your classes et cetera, but I still hope that the day is filled with fun, laughter, happiness, mischief, treats (read: gifts, flowers, chocolate, CAKE) and everything that someone as superb as yourself deserves Every. Single. Day. !!

In conclusion, all that I really want to say it this: ai Lovez you, me twinzee! *biiiiiiiig hug* Sad that I’m not with you, but I’ll see you on Saturday. xxxx

The three graces [call me Joy – I dare you]

19 08 2011

This morning, while looking for photos to use in my next blog post (which I may post today, thus making two posts in one day *astonished face*), I came upon this picture and immediately wanted to caption it ‘The three graces’:

The Three Graces: Addy (youngest, in yellow), Liz (yours truly) & Libby (oldest, in black) on my wedding day

 Being interested in mythology as I am (and in this instance, we’re dealing with the Greeks/ Romans), I remembered that the Graces were three goddesses that epitomized joy, charm and beauty. While both my sisters have lots of charm and beauty, and can probably spread joy wherever they go – though whether they feel joyful at times is questionable, I think it’s genetic – I’m not exactly sure where I’d fit in.

This being the case, I decided to go use good old Google to divine which goddess/ sister was which.

It turns out that these three, from youngest to oldest, were Aglaia/ Aglaea (“Splendor” or “Radiance”, “the one who harvests”); Euphrosyne (“Mirth” or “Joy”, literally “the one who brings joy”); and Thalia (“Good Cheer” or “Flowering”, “the one who blossoms”).

And yes, incidentally, we are standing from youngest to oldest in the photo above.

If you look at the meanings further, you’ll discover that Aglaia – the youngest – was named thus for her beauty and goodness. I think that suits my younger sister.

Thalia – the oldest – was named for her continuous/ everlasting freshness… which might be suited to my older sister Libby. She may be tired at times, but she rarely allows herself to be defeated, and after a gym session she’s all guns blazing and raring to go. Of course, the Graces were also goddesses of “cheerful amusement”, which refers to “the characteristics of loveliness”, and that definitely suits Libby. “Freshness”, after all, can also refer to beauty, and both my sisters are lovely.

Although, after reading the PERCY JACKSON books and encountering their depiction of Thalia (stubborn, a go-getter, very no-nonsense), I think that suits my older sister far better!! 😉

And then there’s the middle sister, Euphrosyne. The one who brings joy. The one who’s supposed to be cheerful. Me. *exasperated look* Sure, if you like your mirth with a shot of sarcasm or silly humour (which I suppose could be seen as merriment).

That said, I think that maybe there could be a small hint of truth in that. I like making people happy/ joyful by doing special things for them, and I put in a lot of effort. I’ve become semi-‘famous’ for the hugs I give… which, maybe, isn’t so bad, though it is peculiar to be known for something like that. I just think that out of all things you could attribute to someone, ‘joy’ most likely wouldn’t be mentioned when it comes to me.

But hey, I could be wrong – if I’m able to put a smile on someone’s face, to lighten their load, to provide assistance/ listen/ help out where I can, and to bake a chocolate cake/ cookies/ cheesecake that is eagerly devoured (*nom nom nom*), then I’m definitely spreading some joy.

Just don’t bother me tomorrow morning – I could really use some sleep, and if you disturb me, I might not be all sparkly rainbows and sunshine… Or I’ll find a way to mirth you to death. Whatever that means.

Since last we met

23 03 2011

Since the last time I blogged…

* …we received our Visas with no problems whatsoever – and the whole process took only three days! I was (and still am) very impressed with their quick service and efficiency. Scotland (i.e. honeymoon), here we come!

* …I found out that there will be a new DARK TOWER book coming out next year 😀 King’s latest novel will be available on the 8th of November, which is probably why the DT book will only be published next year. No matter – happiness all around!

* …my Significant Other and I were treated to dinner at a nice restaurant by his uncle and aunt. I had an exquisitely delicious bowl of tagliatelle with courgettes, mangetout and spring onions in a gorgonzola sauce topped with pine nuts. It was great to spend time with part of my future family – the meal was simply a bonus.

* …I’ve become a bit riled up with the religious nuts out there – more so than usual. I watched a video where this girl was saying that a group of them were praying over Lent for something to happen to the atheists in the world, and then two days later their ‘prayers’ were ‘answered’ when the earthquake and tsunami hit Japan. What is the world coming to?! It just sickens me… this is why I’m not religious. Some people (I refer to them as the ‘Bible Crazies’) are messed up to damn others for their choice of religion/ not being religious. Who are they to judge others and say that a natural disaster was a good thing?! F*ck.

* …I got into one of my cleaning frenzies again (something I blame on my obsessive-compulsive tendencies, especially when it comes to cleanliness). Instead of singing mice or birds a la Cinderella, I only had Smudgy watching me as I scrubbed the one bathroom’s floor, toilet bowl and basin. Perhaps I could teach her to meow on key…?

* …one of the neighbour cats came in, ate Smudgy’s food and threw up on the carpet twice! I have reason to believe that it’s That Darn Cat (yip, Dusty) since he’s the only one who comes in here for food. He also managed to spray/ pee on some of my books… Yesterday morning, I found him asleep on one of our balcony chairs. Something must be done.

* …our electricity was out from 8AM until 4PM one day for the 5 year maintenance service, or something like that. This gave us a ‘reason’ to go out and have coffee, plus I could ‘validate’ the purchase of the new Scarlett Thomas novel, OUR TRAGIC UNIVERSE.

* …we bought an exercise bike – a Trojan elliptical trainer, they call it. It doesn’t have a seat, so you stand and pedal on the thing, mainly exercising your legs, although you can feel it working a bit on your abdomen (I’ll have to do crunches or something to exercise that section more). In the long run, the ‘bike’ will be worth it, despite the fact that I’m currently still in the ‘no pain no gain’ phase of it all.

* …we took my younger sister, Addy, to Stellenbosch in order for her to do some research for a few projects she has due. On the way there, we had to stop for petrol, so I bought a cappuccino for my Significant Other and some hot chocolate for myself. I normally don’t buy myself hot chocolate anywhere, since they make it with milk and it makes me feel extremely nauseous, but today, the stomach ache and increased headache are absolutely worth it, because that hot choc tasted wonderful!

* …I’ve started to become really annoyed with my inability to ‘get into’ the books I’m reading. Take this Scarlett Thomas novel, for example. It took me four days to read 425 pages, and why? Because the ‘novel’ seems to be a lot of theory trying to pass itself off as a novel. I’m all for intelligent discussions and talking about science and hypotheses and so on, but if the whole book is going to be like that, I cannot help but feel overwhelmed and not ‘into’ it. I want to read for enjoyment and relaxation, not to feel like I’m in a lecture hall.

* …Smudgy has been having a ball playing with all the bugs around here. She’s even brought in two crickets (on separate occasions, of course), and been curiously puzzled about a praying mantis that looked more like a giant grasshopper or something. I love my kitty, even though she’s a bit ‘weird’ sometimes – like when she grabbed my hand, smelled at it fervently, and then went on licking herself as if I wasn’t even there. ❤

Christmas Eve (morning)

24 12 2010

It’s here – the day before Christmas, and tonight it’s time to spread a bit of festive cheer at my parental home.

Yesterday was my first leave day, which saw me going to the shops with my parentals to buy a last few things such as glazed fruit and chicken and what not for our Christmas meal. I ended up helping my younger sister to bake cookies – which is to be expected, what with our genes and all – and even had the ‘honour’ of packing all the gifts under the tree (though my older sister is only bring hers today).

My parentals' Christmas tree!

Baking Christmas cookies is a pretty fun activity, yet my younger sister, Addy – you remember Addy, right? – got a little bit ‘twisted’ when decorating the teddy bears. Not that we decorated all the cookies – we did some trees (I literally decorated them!), and sprinkled 100s & 1000s and chocolate vermicilli over others, but we didn’t put a lot of ‘effort’ into them. With the bears, though, we made them little eyes and mouths…

…and it turns out that they creeped/ freaked us out so much, we dubbed them paedo-bears (surely you must have heard of paedo-bear and seen some pics/ demotivationals around the internet… or are we just weirdos??)

If that isn't creepy, then I don't know what is...

Puts ‘Goldilocks and the three bears’ into a whole new perspective. [Daddy bear fed Goldilocks and made sure that she was comfortable, then sat by her bed and watched her sleep the whole night long.]

Anyway, being silly aside, I’m really looking forward to spending some time with my family. I’m sure the gift I bought my Significant Other will make him very happy (out of all the gifts under the tree, I think it’s the biggest box of them all), and apparently my father has something very special in store for us with the festive meal, so that’ll be ‘exciting’.

In case I don’t blog later tonight or by tomorrow afternoon, I’d like to wish all of my readers a very Merry Christmas 🙂 May the New Year be filled with love, laughter, happiness, prosperity, and may you find peace and blessings filling up yours days. xxx

A Year Ago

30 11 2010

A year ago…

…I was getting into the Christmas spirit, in my own way, blogging about songs and the commercial season and how I love the fact that my genes are those of the love-to-bake variety.


…I think the only reason I ‘appreciate’ the season to be jolly is because I’ll be getting a week off from work since our company is closing. Nothing like a job (and no more long university holidays) to put things into ‘perspective’. But that doesn’t change my view on the commercial nature of it all.

A year ago…

…my younger sister was annoying me due to her habits: re-watching films like HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL and PRIDE AND PREJUDICE; blaring her music; having an attitude – all those kinds of things.


…I may not be at home anymore, and for most of the year she isn’t either, yet her attitude seems to have become worse (short tempered, mean, at times self-centred and only focused on the me). She might be rude to me at times and lose her cool, but she’s still my little sister, and I love her. I just don’t want to get into a fight with her.

A year ago…

…I was worried about going to the gynaecologist and hearing what he/ she had to say. I was expecting the worst. How could I not, when at that point I had suffered from 7 years of daily headaches?


…my head is still a ‘mess’. The headaches are still pretty bad, a lot of the time borderline migraines, and now it’s time for the next step: tests at the neurologist’s office. How fun.

A year ago…

…I had my eyes tested and got new lenses. I had to wear my glasses more frequently, but it was still all right.


…though one usually has to go for an eye test every second year, I am strongly contemplating going again. I have to wear my glasses for most of the day. I don’t know if the lenses are strong enough anymore, and when I wear them for a substantial time, my headache worsens. Plus I’m greatly inclined to get contact lenses, as well. After all, I can’t look like a nerd on my wedding day, can I?

A year ago…

…(or a little bit less than a year) I decided to have my hair cut. After much shock and unhappiness at my very short hair, I simply had to accept it.


…I’m still not happy that it was cut shorter than I had asked and paid for. Still, I think it’s okay, since it gives my hair a chance to grow out again and be healthy.

A year ago…

…I had finished my second degree (Cum Laude), attended the ceremony, and found myself unemployed.


…despite failed attempts and sitting at home for eight months, I am happy with where I find myself (though uncertainty has a way of creeping in sometimes). I have been at Oxford University Press for four and a half months. The internship is going well, they are impressed with my work, and it seems like I shall be missed come mid-January. Ironically, I find myself in the same position I was last year: having to look for a job… and not having any luck.

A year ago…

…I moved in with my Significant Other and his brother. We were hoping that I would have a job by January, which is partially the reason why I moved in: so I could drive to work with the two brothers and save my father the trouble.


…we are still staying there. My Significant Other’s brother moved out in March. We got a cat at the end of January. My Significant Other does drive me to work… and yet, ironically, since mid-April, he has been working from home.

A year ago…

…I was reading Stephen King’s latest offering, UNDER THE DOME.


…I have already purchased and completed my reading of the now-latest King book (FULL DARK, NO STARS). Guess I’ll just have to wait for the next one *sigh*

During the course of a year…

…we had the best of times and the worst of times. Relationships blossomed and broke apart. Families lost loved ones. New acquaintances were made. We’ve had to take the good with the bad. Working out budgets. Planning and attending weddings. Laughing and crying. Getting angry at the b*stards who broke into my parental home and being extremely excited about the new Harry Potter film and Stephen King book. It was a year probably much like any other year, but through everything, it was a good year, and we have much to be happy about and thankful for. May your year ahead, dear readers, be a good year – and even if, sometimes (or many times), it feels pretty awful… there will always be something to make you smile again 🙂

[Okay, enough of the sentimental happy crappy – someone hand me a murder mystery to read…]

Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker’s man…

15 11 2010

I’ll just go ahead and say it: it’s that time of year. That’s one of those phrases a person can get sick of hearing or reading, yet it’s so tempting to use anyway… which is why I did, and I apologize if you feel like groaning and rolling your eyes at me – ‘yeah, okay, like we haven’t heard that one before.’

But honestly, it is that time of year: there are 40 days until Christmas, and it’s time to bring on the festive cheer. As long as one steers clear of the shopping centres spreading commercialism and nausea inducing red and green ‘delights’ for the various senses, then Christmas can actually be all right.

And with ‘that time of year’, it goes without saying that it is time to do some baking! Blame my genes – I grew up in a house where my father baked cookies and whatever else; you ought to remember me telling you this in a blog post of mine some time ago. (I believe the post in question was titled “Call me cookie”, if I am not mistaken.)

My younger sister will be writing her last exam this coming Wednesday – all the more reason to get ‘excited’ and whip out the baking utensils. And why not? It’s what we do: a cake here, some fudge there, even some brownies and scones and muffins thrown in on the side, and perhaps a cheesecake if you’re lucky… you just have to be careful and watch your waistline.

My mum’s birthday is coming up on the 16th of December, and I already know what kind of cake I want to bake her – or rather, what I want the cake to look like. Let’s just say that this year she won’t be counting wrinkles, years or grey hairs…

Also, my mentor’s birthday is next Saturday, and although I don’t want to seem like the over-eager intern who is sucking up, she has done a lot for me in the last 4 months, so baking a cake is the least I can do. I had so much fun helping my future mother-in-law with the huge cake she made for one of her son’s office for his birthday a while ago, it’s no wonder I’m in the mood to bake and ice and decorate up a storm (although it’ll be a small, short-lived storm, I wager).

So if you know me personally and live within a reasonable distance of my home, don’t hesitate to request a cookie or two over the holiday season. Just remember that I’m working on a budget and saving for a wedding, so you just might have to supply the baking goods for the sweet treats 😉 (Hey, I’m honest – at least you can say that!)