It is purple and it is perfect and I cant stop looking at it.
I love the cutwork in the band, it has a Celtic and ancient edge to it, it almost looks inheritted. This is about as girly as I can get. The fact that I am addicted to pink just doesnt help at all, now does it. I am just so very happy.

Birthdays, movies and the stuff inbetween

I am waiting for the rain to pass before heading off home and its so dark and gloomy outside already. That is Cape town for you, in Summer and Spring everyone is envious of blue skies and summer sun and it winter it gets bitterly cold. Thank goodness I invested in a woolies pink thermal blanket (I am petrified of being in bed and getting electrocuted) and I am now tucked into bed at a decent hour reading some Marian Keyes.

It was my birthday the other day and the evening before was devoted to my beloved cupcakes. I spent like 10 hours perfecting them, decorated them with chocolate, cream, caramel, icing, orange rind, pepperment crisp, special butterflies, hearts, sugar crystals!! Nigella in the making is soooo happening. Then there was all the mails, smses (from scotland ) phonecalls and the like. Even though I spent the day at work, there is nothing like neatly blow dried hair and wearing the birthday crown for the day. The evening I spent with family, my cousin was getting married that Sunday and on the Friday night there usually is a braai. Which wasnt bad cause it meant yummy food and getting all my cousins esp the ones i havent seen in a bit. There were singers and i got sung an indian version of the birthday song (i was thouroughly embaressed but do you expect anything less from my uncles!!)

The saturday the birthday continued with my KD who made it extra special (smile)

And movies. Ah you know my addiction to the silver screen. Sex n the city was hmn okish. Sumaya liked it a lot i was kinda like hmmmn that was okay. I didnt want her to end up with Big and the fact that he leaves her at the Alter (oh that dress was divine) and she still marries him didnt go well for me.

Ive watched quite a few movies with my movie date actually.

The other Boleyn girl was really good, new found espect for Natalie Portman and Scarlett Johnson is gorgeous although I cant imagine her as a bad girl, a bit of a lack in versatility I thing.

Bricklane was lovely and I particulary liked the ending. No Bollywood movie and not such fans will be severly dissapointed but brilliant dialogue if not too sentimenal visuals (apart from the sex scene with her husband that was just really bad)

Blame Facebook for my abstance but I am back:)

This is my first post for 2008.

And for that I do not apologise, I have been a busy lady.

December came and went, I finally got my drivers Licence which means I am legal on the road, I started a new job at the same company, I travelled to India and Dubai and the other bit of bigger and better news which I am not mentioning yet.

Its about tenish and I am listening to some soppy stuff feeling all sentimental and silly.

a beautiful sunday morning...

I love Sunday mornings.

One, I mistake it for a weekday and feel such solace knowing I can sleep later and work does not bekon.

Two, its summer in SA, the sun sweetly wakes me up with beautiful sun beams streaming through my make shift curtains.

I was up rather early today, it may be beause I heard my dad switching on the computor to check out BBC.com at 7am this morning. Then he came to steal "The Secret " which I borrowed from a work colleague.

I have been reading quite a few books of late, one being "Spud" written by "John van der Ruit". It occupied me each evening with its absolute silliness, intrigue and such a cheery disposition. I literally laughed out loud and ignored BF most eves enthralled by what, Spud, Mad Dog, Rambo, Fatty, Guv and the Wombat were up to. The romance with mermaid was too cute, and i recomend all South Africans to read it as well. Ironically enough I got the copy from a none South African.

But back to breakfasts, I love early mornings, they make the day stretch out so much more. There are hours to look forward to, and seeing the caressing summer sun rays, aah what can be more beautiful. I feel so optimistic, so happy so eternally blissful (wait till tomorrow and work bekons and sadness will step in), I cannot wait to go to the beach.

But now so much more to still do, on this Sunday morn. Adious amego (or however you spell that)

an update

How I feel: Sick, my throat is sore, my nose is running and I am cold cold cold

What I am reading: Olivia Goldsmiths First Wives which I borrowed from Debbie pretty funy thus far and dare I add I am surprised

What I am wearing: A black pants (I was getting ready for work but opted to call in sick and go to doc) a pink tracktop and a thick scarf

Listening to: Karen Zoid and the X diet(thats for laughs)

Movie I want to watch: Shrek the third

What I want more than anything: A GHD and a Hannah Montana DVD

My Carrie Bradshaw Moment

I have been home off sick for a bit. I was watching my old Sex n The city DVDs and came across an episode I could only so much relate to.

Season 4, the episode titled MOTHERBOARD.

I was typing happily along, minding my own business when my pc crashed. Although I may not have a MAC (what is the big deal about this MAC ? Everyone seems to be SOO into the MAC), my little PC is where I write my little episodes, bloggs and chat from.

And there it crashes.

My hard drive was finished, the Warrantee had expired, and I totally forgot to back up my hard drive which meant I lost EVERYTHING.

And no Aiden to buy me a new funky MAC, but I did manage to get a new hard drive (THANK U HASSAN)!!

And here I am again writing feeling rather peckish, in the mood for a BIG MAC

Dear Blgspot

I am having a really nice weekend so far. Yesterday i went to watch a movie, Material girls and yes it was aimed at 12 year olds but I was in the mood to watch crap, i was in the mood for something teenagey, a non brainer. Then I also got me a cool beach bag for a bargain (I LOVE THE BODY SHOP) and i managed to get myself the new nigella Lawson book called FEAST.

My cuz just dropped me home I was at a picnic, a HUGE EXTENDED family function and met some of my family (the nice kind) from the UK.

Now I am waiting for THE BOY to pic me up so we can wactch this movie that he really wants to see.

Love Z

When it pours, it rains, and there wasnt a cloud in the sky today!

I am moody. I did not plan to be moody this weekend, but moodiness seems to brood when people piss me off. I really did no mean to be moody this weekend. After a difficult week wrt work and other personal dilemmas I planned on just being me this weekend and enjoying the bliss of no demands and responsibility.

On a brighter note, yesterday I went to Kebaab Maal in Sea Point and I must say irrespective of the fact that for the three hours we were seated in the Indian restaurant playing very old Bollywood music no one else had entered or ordered, the butter chicken we ordered was delicious. Sumaya and I were both impressed. The Garlic Naan was crispy without being tough, soft and deliciously garlicky. The stuffed naan was also ok, although I think stuff puraatas are a lot more delicious.

The mango lassi was ok ish, I Think Bibis makes it better, its lighter and sweeter almost like a mango milkshake. But that Butter chicken pretty much won me over, and I would rather go there that to Bukhara albeit Bukhara may look prettier on the outside, Kebaab Mahals Butter chicken made me feel pretty on the inside.

I have always been a big fan of the Sound Of Music and was delighted when I managed to pick up a DVD copy with a special edition Additional DVD for a pretty bargain on one of my many trips to MUSICA with B.

I always wondered how the children of Captain Von Trap have grown up and wondered what they are doing now. Surprisingly few of them are actors today, it was very interesting to see them grown up.

I FINALLY got my Bridgette Jones both 1 and 2 on DVD as well picking it up yet at another bargain at Musica with B again.

Bridgette is absolutely ridiculous. I most certainly wont say I want to be like her, but its so much fun to se all the things she gets up to. The crazy things I think but would never have the guts to do, she would do.

And Mark Darcy, well he is what I call the ideal man. He is worth giving up your last Rolo for.

I got my pride and prejudice DVD last month also, FINALLY, the original one with my Collin Firth and am seriously contemplating getting the Jane Austin box with my Hugh Grant. I am a huge Jane Austin fan although I have not read all her books yet.

Feeling a bit better now, my aunt is coming to visit me this afternoon and am sort of excited for that.

Oh I got a delicious dress yesterday from THE SPACE in Cavendish, it’s a Coleen Eitzen. I am not per sey a fashion victim, hell not at all! I like clothes that are different, and classy. This dress I got is made of cotton a stiff material, with a swirling pouncy bottom till my knee, and has a collar with brown piping. Very 60s ish I guess, I need to get a pair of smart kick ass heels which I am going to try and get from Nine West or some other snazzy store. A smart closed pointy heel. Then just some accessories and I will be done! Eid shopping can be a killer esp when its so close to XMAS.

Got the cutest XMAs cards, gold ones with reindeers and snowmen. AAh Xmas makes me feel all festive. Going to my aunts to celebrate Xmas with gifts and a tree. I need to get some gifts still. I was thinking, those coconut ice in little shortbread cups will look rather festive hey.

Maybe I should make a few of that.

I usually find solace in baking.

Although Eid time will come soon and then it’s nothing to do with solace but mere survival with my MUM!

Last year this Eid I was with Farha. Time sure has passed ever so quickly.

How could an entire year have passed already?

I find solace in writing too. Even if it is just a rant and rave like this one.

alive

My feet hurt cause these heels are painful and unkind inventions that make me taller and hence slimmer and ever so sexy.

For a month I have been working at THE COMPANY and I need to pinch myself to believe that tomorrow is the 1^st December.

A HAPPPPYYYY BIRTHDAY to my cousin Sadiqa who turns 21 yet again!!

It makes me realize that one hardly has time to smell the flowers. We have a frangipani tree in our garden and honest to god as much as I love those pretty flowers I do not know if they have bloomed as yet. I have not looked at them. They are my favorite flowers and no I cannot buy them at Woolies as you can with almost every other conceivable item.

They tiny are white with this yellow centre but they smell like an expensive perfume, sweet and feminine, and that something extra that just makes dreams come true.

I am alive and happy none the less.

Had a really super weekend that passed and tomorrow I go watch the New Bond movie. Oh yeah baby!

I hope tomorrow I don’t forget to smell the frangipanis…

new

I sat there daunted by the gleaming silver tables. The girls looked intimidating and unfriendly. I wore my new suit and felt stiff and awkward.

In my discomfort zone I get nauseous for a familiar face, an sms from HIM comforfts me some what.

I Know that I was going to be ok before I even got here.

Five days have passed by too quickly, and the learning curve is nearly perpendicular to the axis which I thought I would never get to.

Shiny things only shine from certain angles, and when you look at it from a different perspective its almost a different picture altogether.

My first week at my new work is going just fineJ

Movie Review DON

Sharukh khan seriously has a face for every occasion, and with mere changes of expressions can transform from being a dilly-silly village boy to DON, a mafia type guy who will even get Mr Bond in a Tizz!

Not that I would have voluntarily have gone to watch the movie especially at its location, Canal Walk the craziest place to be the weekend before Eid.

So under duress I am dragged there. The cinema seating is nice and spacious and the cinema bigger than usual.

The opening scene I cannot even remember but I am betting it was with Sharukh doing something that yet again my good friend Bond would have done.

Anyhow I remember when Kareeena makes her brief appearance, dancing provocatively in a club. Now what Indian movies short fall on is realistic story lines, but that is easily compensated by the glitz and glamour.

So Mizz Kapoor is literally throwing herself at Don (Sharukh) when she has to make a phone call to her aunty who she lives with who is worried of her?? I mean how stupid that is, anyhow she really is calling a police man who would like to catch Don. You see Don killed Kareena’s fiancé so she is acting in revenge, for her poor lover.

Rest assured Don beheads her in a rather clever move, making the incompetent police yet again look like idiots. Why don’t they get secret agents like Bond I keep asking myself?

Enter Priyanka Chopra doing a bit of Kung Fu in some kind of gym room showing off a very toned and worked out body with her hair like she walked out of a salon and make up as if she was going to be a clown for my six year old cousins birthday party.

As can be predicted, Chopra is Kareena’s fiancés sister and she seeks revenge on Don for her brother and his fiancés death.

Eventually Donn screws up in a race and the police officer mentioned gets hold of him. He decides to get another guy who looks exactly like Donn to replace the real Donn and that is where the movie gets funnier and interesting.

The first half is boring, over the top and on more than one occasion I closed my eyes (sleep deprivation creeps in however)

The second half gets you guessing and I sat upright and never closed my eyes once, well to blink of course!

The end, is different and unexpected.

Of course there are super phony lines especially at the end when the girl confesses to Don on his almost deathbed the, “I love you” line. .

But nearly four hours after walking into the cinema, I leave, Canal walk busier than ever , get home at past five and count the minutes till bhuka timeJ

6/10 and that is me being kind

goodbyes to come and approaching exams

I am leaving Clicks and I do not think Liz is very happy about it. I got the call yesterday from the Company and I am over the moon although a tad bit intimidated by the Stilletto heels and fitted jackets soon to come.

I am solemnly swearing on my Blog from hence forth I will be a devout reader of the business parts of the newspapers. Oh why are new jobs so daunting?

The exciting bit is restarting a new life sort of, one can reinvent who you are, since no one really knows me, although Ryan from Hons also is there, I got him at the Interview, Eish UCT people everywhere Oh Dear oh Dear!!

But back to leaving work, work where I got used to Liz’s chats about everything, the laughter, fun , FUN lotsa fun shall be missed. No more morning koeksusters and tea time at 10, I am going to be a big girl now!

Speaking of which my cousin Waseem is starting Matric Exams today so a very big GOOOD LUCK and all the best and Break a Leg!!!

Ramadaan, dates, cakes and Boeka Boeber Birthday Jols!!

So on Sunday was my Uncles 50the surprise birthday party and it was super kwaai, we had a braai and everyone was there even my Boyfriend (B) shock upon all shocks.

I looked super snazzy with hair hair blow dried and my Kiff haircut, white linen jacket and new white ballet pumps I got at a bargain, now to get a red pair with a matching bag. Oh and stole my sisters new white bag aunty fowzie got her for her bday. If i died my hair blonde i would have looked like Paris hilton (well that and walking on stilts, getting 10 shades lighter and losing 150kgs of weight yaw)

I left B to play with Brymie since they both dig chess more than dhaljies, whilst i assisted with stuff in the kitchen. Not that much was needed as Hafi and Sara are rather efficient.

We had Moracan chicken and Braai complete with bibis Kitchen Samoosa's, Moms soup, benjans Boeber, Woolies choc milkshake, salads, Mums Pie (legendary), fruits and lotsa Appletiser.

The youngers click, (my cousins and my auntie Zaida since she is part of the younger click) was suposed to sit outside, breathing in deep breaths of Spring quickly had to be transported into the longue when an unexpected outpour of rain magically appeared out of a nearly blue sky.

So we boeka inside and its only fun from the start where my cousin Sadiqa is only hilerious with my little cousin Sara being the perfect hostess.

I made a chocolate cake, we sang and let my uncle blow his 50 candle out awaiting a Speech but he got lost for words so we ended up having masala tea cake and lots of conversation.

All in all a very successfull boeber jol!! HAPPY 50TH UNCLE!!

RABIA's crown birthday was on Saturday night, well a belated birthday party and i must say we were equally flabogasted at her cullinery talent (move over nigella).

On the menu was the CULT favourite LASAGNE, a devine potatoe bake and chicken with such a wicked combination of flavors including ORANGES. Yes, biting into a boutjie I was attempting to discover the flavor on my palette and low and behold it was orange, tastey refreshing and very unusual, a bit like Rabia HAHA. the Pecan nut Pie was definately better than the ones you get in a box from Woolies and even had chocolate in it.

I am inlove, that Pecan nut Pie and me
were meant to be!!

Anyhows Happy CROWN BIRTHDAY RABIA!!

Hanging Out

It has been a long time since I last posted anything, and around the next bend FAST approaches, which I gather will leave me with more time to veg out infront of my belovered pc screen.

Work has been keeping me busy, amongst other things which include being a movie reviewer. Well not really a reviewer more like a reviewers partner whilst watching movies not available to the public, and you will therefore find that a regular piece on movies I have watched and my review on it.

I am a simple girl, with simple tastes and prefer the pastels to the glitter and glamour.

I discovered or rediscovered the coziest little place ever. THE TRAIN in sea Point which albeit has a view of the main road in Sea Point, nothing cosy bout, that , one is quickly removed from the hustle and bustle at the waterfront with its tourists and models or from the much dreaded Canal walk (KANALLA) where you are likely to bump into everyone you seriously have no desire to see.

On Thursday eve, instead of watching the usual movie I ended up going to Canal walk to meet a friend of a friend, and meet up for a cup of coffee (or Chocolate milkshake). So off we hit in the dense traffic of Cape Town Woodstock (more like I sit and chat away as a passenger and not very reliable co pilot) and wonder, why the busiest Mall in CT is situated in the middle of Nowhere literally? There are so many entrances I always get lost, so many shops ALL selling those long t shirts and we ALWAYS seem to get be in maze when trying to locate the car. I was disappointed in the Milkshake, pleasantly surprised at the good company and after three hours we head off home, from the middle of no where.

The other night after work my friend Razeena decides for us to watch a movie after her exams so Rabia picks me up in her TT, and off we gallivant to watch that new chick flick movie with Lindsey Lohan but yet again underestimate the turmoil in traffic when we hit town so opt to get French fries at Steers and enjoy the warm Spring nights we have so missed these last six months. The view was pretty over the Bay, there was some kind of Magicians show on, making the atmosphere all happy and jovial and after debating on Marcels or not we head off to watch Hoodwinked (I would give it a 7 and its mainly cause I kinda smaaked the wolf)

Anyhows, on a beautiful Spring day when the sun shone brightly off I ventured to the beautiful Kirstenbosch. I dunno how housewives get to be so efficient and manage time so well, I completely lose track of time and am fondly rescued by the so convenient and creative woolies and get a few deli products which I could have claimed as by products of my excellent culinary talents had I not been caught walking down the road with my pick n pay green bag after catching a taxi from Vanguard MALL ( no comment).

Actually let me comment, the Mall is not that bad to shop in, if u need something in a rush its literally on the doorstep (when u have a car yeah).

But where was I, so I think everyone had the idea of a picnic and I walk with my neat picnic sack on my back with plates, cutlery and pretty glasses with a check table cloth very frustrated on not finding a nice shady spot.

Then there is those speckled chickens (why cant I remember what they are called just now) only indigenous to South Africa acting all territorial over that the last shady tree and I nearly want to tell it I’m eating his distant cousin on a roll from Woolies with some green chutney (just to let him know I am dangerous).

And after like two hours, the wind picks up and its icey cold, luckily I anticipate this (who am I kidding I don’t!! but my company does and I end up wearing jacket whilst he freezes his ass off) and it’s a cold wintery Cape town eve yet again.

But thankfull for a few hours of pretending its summer, feet breathing in flip flops and short sleeve t shirts.

Now the beach and hikes, picnics and nature anytime, but until summer makes its more permanent residence in my beautiful city, Canal walk, Waterfront, Cavendish and yes even New comer Vanguard Mall with its All Halaal menu will have to be my hang out joints!!!