Category: Rob and I

Why does this Thursday feel so Mondayish?

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So this morning I wake up late, o flip no! I hear rob struggling with his car outside (a bad sign as he is supposed to leave more than a hour before I do). I did the good wife thing, shouting out of the window, “whats wrong? need help?” even if I’m about as much help with car problems as a chainsaw is with origami. Naturally he says no (he is currently freaking out, add not being a morning person to being late with car problems and it’s a ugly combo: sorry babe its true).
I make my way to the bathroom, need to catch a train soon (realise Rob must still pack some things in the car – we staying over in “the city” for a couple of days because apart from working here we have functions every night for the next three days and driving in from “town” is an expensive schlep – I decide not to add to Rob’s stress by explaining to him “nicely” that he should have finished packing yesterday like I politely asked him to do. ahhhh MEN!)
Need to wash my hair first… Here is the thing: I have a hair stylist appointment today (also doing brows and nails, need to look good for functions I shall be attending) but I hate going to the salon looking too much in a state and I currently have enough hair products in my hair to tame the locks of about 15 gypsies. I know I’ll get my hair washed at salon, but have this thing about not showing up looking too gross(I already have issues with strangers touching me, don’t want them judging me as they do it), I recon it comes when I was younger and had hair all the way down to my lower back and the hair was sooooo much that stylists would flip a coin to see who would get the punishment that is my hair.
Anyways I wash hair in shower(it’s clean but still looks crap, prob looks crapper cos my hair does not like to be clean) get dressed and realise Rob is still fiddling with the car.
He was changing batteries (so my car is currently without a power source) and I glance at the clock wondering how I managed to get my hair washed (gunk rinsed off) and into a half decent outfit in so little time and why Rob is still here. (I’m having a fat day and changed outfits enough times to have clothes covering most of our bedroom floor, the closer to summer we getting the tighter my clothes are getting, it’s not one of my proudest moments, but winter makes me eat like it’s the day before starting fat camp. I have even heard myself say, “ooh I don’t actually like this *chew chew* def not my thing*chew chew* oh look it’s all done”) Anyway Rob gets car fixed and we bundle the unpacked stuff into the car and drive off on a hope and a prayer. I decide to just drive in with him, (no use taking the train now) and just before he drops me at work(mentally getting ready to face the music at the office) he realises he forgot the tickets for tonight’s event at home so will at some point have to go all the way back to our home to get it…
— In honour of not upsetting the hubby on what is clearly already a crap day I shall reserve my told you so’s about packing the night before even if I did “inform him thusly” he he

…. GOTTA LOVE MARRIED LIFE

HAVE A GREAT DAY ALL

Smile you’re on candid camera

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Rob hates having his picture taken, so to “help him along” I take random pics of him-usually when he’s not looking (He was actually watching tv when these were taken).
He is not too pleased with his,”personal paparazzi” but I love taking pics so he just ignores me. (what you do for love and all that.)
Side bar: I typed piss instead of pics hahaha I find that just too funny thats truly something different

I prefer food thanx

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So the detox went belly up and we are back to eating like normal people, decided to break the fast (even if it was just two days) in style with some yummy food at St Elmo’s

We decided we like food too much so now instead of curbing our enthusiasm and doing the eat less thing we gonna try the  exercise more thing

Rob hates me taking pics of him, that is why he is always looking away – I need to catch him off guard
Look I caught myself off guard-hehehe





We don’t play with food, hehe

Blah blah blah marriage

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Sooooo I'm married and still adjusting, yes heading for our third anniversary I still find myself feeling like I'm playing house.
Don't get me wrong, I don't regret being married. I have a cute guy who gets my jokes,makes me laugh, cooks,cleans(think he's starting to figure out I'm not really allergic to dish water though) and is slowly, but surely, learning to put the toilet seat down and put clothes inside (not on the lid of) our laundry basket.
I think the not feeling married thing comes from him being away for a year and us having to re-adjust to living together.
I swear when he first got back I was amazed at the size of him (get your minds out of the gutter) Rob is about 30cm (could be more) taller than I am and takes up a lot of space (well it sure feels like it – my family is rather "petite"). Even his clothes on the line (item for item) take up twice the space mine does, so when he first got back it felt like he was always in my way, limbs everywhere and giant shoes and jackets all over the show.
Good thing he has a great sense of humor so I could tell him he was gigantic and in my way and in true Rob fashion he replied, "Imagine how I feel,I'm afraid I'm gonna step on you, good thing you never shut up so I know where you are" – yeah we're romantic like that. (He also said my hairstyle can only be considered bed head if my bed was inside a tornado – and he's the nice one,hehe).
Now we're used to each other again (we have our fair share of fights) and co-habitation is no problem, however we agree that we still don't "feel married".
– We were shopping the other day and I thought maybe it's because we don't shop like adults? Looking around other couples had, rice,potatoes and meat we had couscous, salad greens, chocolate and lollipops. (Jaffa cakes rank up there with milk and bread on must have list actually they beat out bread)
– Maybe it's because we watch cartoons,cooking shows,mythbusters and top gear while other "grown ups" watch news,documentaries and soapies.
– perhaps its because I have colouring books and play dough and he has a video game collection.
– or because we've put off having a baby. (Poor thing a detective for a dad and journo for a mom, either means kid will constantly be grounded or a brilliant liar)
Actually come to think of it many couples I know are like us, things have changed, being married is no longer about being stuffy and uptight (no matter how many old ladies think I don't dress like a married woman).
These days women aren't just expected to do house work and wait on men (thank goodness) and men aren't required to be cowboys (also thank goodness).
It about sharing your life with someone who fits into it so naturally loving them is second nature, also a I can live without you, but really really really don't want to situation (also you get that "compulsary" bling), well that's what I think anyway – I can be so darn romantic sometimes, hehe

Have a good day all and to my fellow South Africans, happy voting day, the only day hanging out with your x is encouraged (lame joke, I know)
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here we go again

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So here is the latest installment in the book I seem to be writing about long distance marriages:
We knew Rob would be going back to training for a month or two at the beginning of next year and as sucky as it is, we were mentally prepared to do the bbm love for a bit again.
 I recon when you get engaged to a soldier you have to expect separation of some sort. Then when he became a industrial fireman at the beginning of our marriage and our hours meant we were a little like ships that pass in the night (then collide about smallest issues – amazing what strain a one day a week marriage can take) we took it in our stride (sort of). It was never permanent so when the chance to follow his dream and study as a detective came up we knew some sacrifice would be needed, but hey there was a bigger picture because after a year away he could complete his training close to home and then get stationed right here, right? wrong! Turns out he is getting transferred again next year. MY WORD! we not 100% on place , but from what we understand it’s going to be a small farming community I am so not ready to move to a one horse town and be the policeman’s wife (don’t think they have a thriving media industry over there). I’m not looking down on housewives, it’s the exact opposite, the idea of “keeping a home” makes me dizzy, wayyy to much laziness resides in me.
 The other option is me staying and working here while Rob gets a flat wherever he is stationed and we do the weekend marriage thing (the price of petrol is not going to let us travel more than once a week) So now we wait to hear the whole story, wish us luck it’s about time we get more than a few months at the same address.

My weekend in pictures

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Another long weekend is behind us, what did you get up to?
I worked today, but made it a half day so I could participate in what makes public holidays great -shopping and late lunches 🙂 I’m currently watching 90s comedies(fresh prince and mr cooper) while having some yummy woolies doughnuts

Here is my weekend in pics

Had a sushi lunch today at the best sushi place ever!!!, Fushin in Richmond Hill, Yum yum

We had a date night on Saturday, ice-cream and movies. Watched Arthur starring Russel Brandt which was great, well I thought it was. Katie Perry’s man sure is funny.

Did some shopping this weekend and for me shopping almost always includes checking in at book shop and look what I found,hehe

And we finally started redecorating the bathroom, love the mirror rob got it for me to match my baskets, and yes we have that many lotions and potions think we’re toiletry hoarders.