Read (and weep) . . . Reader Appreciation/Beautiful Blogger . . .

It truly warms my heart (and makes me giggle) . . . that I’ve been nominated for 2 blog awards:

Reader appreciation from Son and Beautiful Blogger from Serendipity.

I am truly honored. I haven’t been writing here for long (although I’ve had several other blogs now deleted), and I appreciate that anyone is visiting and watching.

I’m supposed to:

1. Post seven interesting things about myself.
2. Nominate other bloggers who I feel deserve the award.
3. Let them know about the nomination.

Some things you may know already, some might be new:

• I luuuuuuuurv chocolates – Cadbury’s & Lindt are my favourites. I won’t touch chocolate with orange in, though.
• I can’t eat hot food. Spicy I do with a glass of milk (I luuuuurv Mmmmmilk), but no burning dishes, thank you.
• The best feeling in the world for me: that first split-nano-second of an orgasm (we refer to it as organisms . . . bit of a private joke . . .)
• Did I tell you I luuuuuuurv chocolates yet? I did? Ok then, but I don’t mind repeating myself . . .
• I adore wildlife in the bush, whales @ the sea, friends and holidays. I love giraffes and kudu and elephants and hippos.
• I am a compulsive reader – I read everything – graffiti, notices, pamphlets/junk mail, notices in bathrooms and behind toilet doors (repeatedly) . . . I luuuuuuurv reading. Mostly fiction and almost exclusively English.
• I do not buy single ply.
• I don’t like the taste of red wine – it makes the inside of my mouth go all fluffy and dry like a mummy’s tomb.
• I like saying luuuuuurv . . . 😉
• I despise mistreatment of animals and any form of animal abuse.

I follow several blogs and appreciate all of them for several reasons. I’m not going to nominate them as such (as I’m sure that they’ve been nominated already), but I’d like to show appreciation for their existence:

Serendipity

Son

Toortsie, Kameel & Bokbaaivygie

Maankind

Flenters

Turksvy

Bileam se donkie

Jan Twak

Vlooi

68ghia

Twilight

Rolbos

Thank you for being here/there. I love reading your blogs.

Many happy postings to you all!! Tjorts!

ButterNut

 

Round is also a shape . . .

Whilst being big, I had no shape. To my eyes anyway. Round and big = just big.

Now that I’m slowly losing weight, the fat lost comes from on all different places on my body. The place where I’m not losing from is my hips. (And my tummy, I think).

Oh my word! *panic stations*

Whilst I have no bum to speak of (just a slit in my backside to indicate where the bum should be), I have BIG hips. WITH padding. Big. Huge. Humungous. Wide load.

On that topic of wide, I liked Donna Claire on FB so that I can try and get them off horizontal stripes for the fuller figure. The first thing we learned in Home Economics in high school was that horizontal stripes makes the load wider, vertical stripes have a slimming effect. So how could it be that the designers does not know this? Maybe I should organize a rally against horizontal stripes for the fuller figure?

Meanwhile, I will have to save for liposuction to slim the hips down.

The question is: when should I have the hips reduced?

Before or after the nip-and-tuck-job on the boobs?

ButterNut

 

Weird . . . 45NLVS

I’ve been following PostSecret for a while now. Frankly my dear, it’s disturbing.

Some of the postcards cause a warm feeling and general good-feeling-all-over.

Some of them are disturbing and strange.

Then I think about how fucked up other people’s lives can be. But I realise that it’s their lives. Their own situations.

These were published this week:

Credit to postcards on PostSecret.

And I’m glad my life is fine. No matter what problems I may experience, I can deal with it in one way or another.

Glad. Very, very glad.

ButterNut

 

Wedding vows . . . (1)

I’m still formulating the post that I want to write about “what happened to the promises you made on your wedding day”. In my research, I came upon this:

Blessing of the Apaches

Now you will feel no rain, for each of you will be shelter for the other.
Now you will feel no cold, for each of you will be warmth to the other.
Now there will be no loneliness, for each of you will be companion to the other.
Now you are two persons, but there is only one life before you.
May beauty surround you both in the journey ahead and through all the years,
May happiness be your companion and your days together be good and long upon the earth.

Explanation:

Treat yourselves and each other with respect, and remind yourselves often of what brought you together. Give the highest priority to the tenderness, gentleness and kindness that your connection deserves. When frustration, difficulty and fear assail your relationship – as they threaten all relationships at one time or another – remember to focus on what is right between you, not only the part which seems wrong. In this way, you can ride out the storms when clouds hide the face of the sun in your lives – remembering that even if you lose sight of it for a moment, the sun is still there. And if each of you takes responsibility for the quality of your life together, it will be marked by abundance and delight.

I just had to share this with you ’cause it’s so beautiful!

ButterNut

 

Going back to your roots once in a while . . . (no, I am not a car snob!!)

I really am not!

In this fast paced life of ours, one tends to forget where you started. Where it all started. There is no better way of getting pulled back to your roots than driving an old car (again).

Once you trade up to a bigger, better, fancier car (BBFC), driving an older model/car can be quite a challenge. And funny as hell!!

Every time I get into our 13 year old sedan, I giggle. But I still love him, make no mistake! (Yes, it’s a him – all our cars are male – because males are full of shit temperamental – like cars. You have to stroke his ego to get him going and dole out lots of TLC to keep him there). 😀

Just kidding! (Some)

The AO (Ancient One) sits a lot lower on the road – you get the feeling of butt-on-tar in comparison to the BBFC. So you basically stare at the exhaust outlet of the car in front (feeling like a gynaecologist).

It rattles. If it does not rattle, it’s not there anymore – fell off a few km’s ago.

The gearbox of the AO leans forward at an angle. I swear! Neutral (out of gear) is not in the middle, but somewhere towards the front. Weird . . .

It took me 10 km’s to figure out the dial for the heater. It does not lock the doors automatically when you get to 20 km/hr and the lights do not go on by itself (it still amazes me then it happens with the BBFC). So, while we’re newly BBFC owners, I love the AO – even if it’s an adventure to drive.

It still goes like a bat out of hell!! It’s got more power on pull away than the BBCF and is not as thirsty on fuel.

Even on 225 000 km’s it’s still an awesome drive! And every drive an epic journey.

Here’s to the journeys ahead. And to the ones past.

Here’s to you Ancient One! Tjorts!!

ButterNut