2 things: hiking & playlist
0 Comments Published by Oh Wayward One on 21 November 2008 at 11/21/2008 08:02:00 am.
In 2 hours we hit the ROAD!
off to the Waterburg in SA to go hiking for the wknd with P and Alan. I'm excited! Ever since I stopped being REALLY excited about the xmas holiday, I've been focusing on this weekend. Cooking on the fire, eating, drinking, hiking, playing cards, possibly a spot of Cranium, and good friends. And now it's storming!! Apparently it's storming all across southern Africa - WTF!? Even my "NEW LOOK" gmail is telling me it's storming. (that's because I picked the "tree theme" which changes its image to look like whatever the weather currently is in your neighbourhood.
My new fad is http://www.playlist.com/. You get on there and set up a playlist for yourself from all the songs in the whole world wide web library of songs (unfortunately I like a lot of obscure music, which isn't on there, but the classics and most anything that has ever been mainstream is no problem to find). You type in any song and it adds the song to your cyber playlist. That means where ever you are, as long as there's internet, you can listen to your playlist. Of COURSE it's secondary to iTunes which holds all your own mp3s, but to listen to your playlist you just go to your individual website and hit play and let the rockin' begin. Mine is www.playlist.com/(my nickname from ireland). So anywhere you can open up the www, you can listen to your playlist. Work, home, someone else's computer, etc etc. A list can hold up to hundreds of songs.
Last night in setswana class The Mr. informed everyone that he would NOT be buying an iPhone for his wife, on holiday in the USA, because it is too expensive!! Talk about a christmas buzzkill!!
But it's ok because I'm not entirely sure I want an iPhone, I'm also considering the google android and the HTC Touch Diamond too. I WILL GET A PHONE THAT IS SMARTER THAN ME IF IT KILLS ME!!!
off to the Waterburg in SA to go hiking for the wknd with P and Alan. I'm excited! Ever since I stopped being REALLY excited about the xmas holiday, I've been focusing on this weekend. Cooking on the fire, eating, drinking, hiking, playing cards, possibly a spot of Cranium, and good friends. And now it's storming!! Apparently it's storming all across southern Africa - WTF!? Even my "NEW LOOK" gmail is telling me it's storming. (that's because I picked the "tree theme" which changes its image to look like whatever the weather currently is in your neighbourhood.
My new fad is http://www.playlist.com/. You get on there and set up a playlist for yourself from all the songs in the whole world wide web library of songs (unfortunately I like a lot of obscure music, which isn't on there, but the classics and most anything that has ever been mainstream is no problem to find). You type in any song and it adds the song to your cyber playlist. That means where ever you are, as long as there's internet, you can listen to your playlist. Of COURSE it's secondary to iTunes which holds all your own mp3s, but to listen to your playlist you just go to your individual website and hit play and let the rockin' begin. Mine is www.playlist.com/(my nickname from ireland). So anywhere you can open up the www, you can listen to your playlist. Work, home, someone else's computer, etc etc. A list can hold up to hundreds of songs.
Last night in setswana class The Mr. informed everyone that he would NOT be buying an iPhone for his wife, on holiday in the USA, because it is too expensive!! Talk about a christmas buzzkill!!
But it's ok because I'm not entirely sure I want an iPhone, I'm also considering the google android and the HTC Touch Diamond too. I WILL GET A PHONE THAT IS SMARTER THAN ME IF IT KILLS ME!!!
Fantastic Disaster.
0 Comments Published by Oh Wayward One on 11 November 2008 at 11/11/2008 02:45:00 pm.
OK first of all, I got ringworm.
I have to take pills and use cream & it sucks. BLEH. Ringworm. I self-diagnosed before going to the Doc, just to see how good my powers of medical research are... and turns out, I was spot on. AND covered in spots to boot!!
Second of all, I was using my Setswana today at a client. And we were talking about his collegues. He always refers to his collegues by their last names (typical setswana thing to do) and so I remarked, using my new vocabulary, how I thought it was interesting that over at that office they all use each other's last names. Well "last name" is very similar to "air plane" and I F%$#ed up royally and asked him why it is that they all use each other's airplanes.
NIIIIICE. ugh. embarassment.
Embarassment AND ringworm.
I hate the early stages of new-language use.
I have to take pills and use cream & it sucks. BLEH. Ringworm. I self-diagnosed before going to the Doc, just to see how good my powers of medical research are... and turns out, I was spot on. AND covered in spots to boot!!
Second of all, I was using my Setswana today at a client. And we were talking about his collegues. He always refers to his collegues by their last names (typical setswana thing to do) and so I remarked, using my new vocabulary, how I thought it was interesting that over at that office they all use each other's last names. Well "last name" is very similar to "air plane" and I F%$#ed up royally and asked him why it is that they all use each other's airplanes.
NIIIIICE. ugh. embarassment.
Embarassment AND ringworm.
I hate the early stages of new-language use.
Labels: setswana
Salad Wednesdays
0 Comments Published by Oh Wayward One on 15 October 2008 at 10/15/2008 06:42:00 pm.
Wednesdays The Mr. plays tennis with G. at 7, which means I have literally the whole night to myself. I come home by myself, go for a quick run with Sech before it gets dark. Tonight I even jumped in the pool after I came back which was heavenly.
THEN I make THE WORST dinners EVER made by me. It really confirms that which everyone always says "you don't really want to cook for just yourself". So far summer Wednesdays mean, for me, a wimpy tossed salad with no more than 4 ingredients, and maybe a frozen veggie burger w/ ketchup & mustard.
I would NEVER cook like that for another human being. Wow.
But hey it's good for my diet (my "NO I'M NOT PREGNANT diet").
Then, I get to do it all - chat online with the american peeps, play 80 rounds of Word Twist, watch a decadent 2.5 hours of TV: Simpsons - Burn Notice - CSI... AT THE SAME TIME, pick around on the banjo, lift some dumbbells.... it's pretty nice. All that time I'd otherwise spend coming up with something brilliant and unique in the kitchen - poof! It's amazing. That crappy little salad & frozen veggie patty is amazing, after all.
ummm what else....
At our Setswana class last night we met these 2 american chicks with BAD attitudes. They've only been in BW a couple months and obviously haven't set their watches to Africa Time. Ugh it makes me so annoyed. They just skinner and complain and tap their feet and shoot greasy looks over things that aren't perfect or right on time or not *EXACTLY* how they are used to. Even the Mr. said "those chicks should just quit and come back in 3 months after they realize how things work here". Jeeez like come on ENTITLED much???
Something is wrong with my right calf. It gets tight every time I run for longer than 20 minutes. And I am stretching so... beats me!?
what else what else what else
I was talking about food (just for something different) with Eric today - he had never heard of a poached egg. Try explaining "poached egg" to someone who's never seen one. "It's like.. an egg... boiled... in water.... but one that isn't wearing his shell....? And it looks like this.... (cup hands together)....?" Basically, here, you have fried... and boiled. The end.
Don't even get me started about what kind of fit he threw when he heard that if you go to the movies in the USA they will literally POUR LIQUID BUTTER over your popcorn. And then shake salt on it. I could've landed a jumbo jet in his mouth at that one.
crazy.
Then Leto (who lived in the UK 2 years) broke the news about caramel corn, and we nearly had to initiate CPR.
And also in the world of food we went out last night for Sofia's birthday dinner at our favorite Indian restaurant with a big ol' gang of folks and they all agreed that *I* should just order for everyone (because we eat there TOO MUCH and have tried everything - my doctrine being that you don't go to the same place over and over and just order the same ol' same ol!) So I did. A mix of all different levels of spice, prawns, lamb, chicken, veggie... a bit of everything. I ordered a bunch of starters and a bunch of mains and everyone loved everything - so much so, that they were already full from devouring all the starters before the mains came. So now I have like BUTTLOADS of leftovers in the fridge, it's like Doggy Bag Grand Central in there. DOH! (and I wasn't the only one who took stuff home!) But I ain't eatin' it!!!! I'm-not-pregnant-diet in full effect.
NOT looking forward to going BACK up to Letlhakane again next week.
NOT looking forward to sitting in a DEA workshop ALL DAY tomorrow.
AM looking forward to visitors this weekend.
AM looking forward to sinking a nice cold glass of white wine once the Mr gets home from whacking that little yellow ball around...
THEN I make THE WORST dinners EVER made by me. It really confirms that which everyone always says "you don't really want to cook for just yourself". So far summer Wednesdays mean, for me, a wimpy tossed salad with no more than 4 ingredients, and maybe a frozen veggie burger w/ ketchup & mustard.
I would NEVER cook like that for another human being. Wow.
But hey it's good for my diet (my "NO I'M NOT PREGNANT diet").
Then, I get to do it all - chat online with the american peeps, play 80 rounds of Word Twist, watch a decadent 2.5 hours of TV: Simpsons - Burn Notice - CSI... AT THE SAME TIME, pick around on the banjo, lift some dumbbells.... it's pretty nice. All that time I'd otherwise spend coming up with something brilliant and unique in the kitchen - poof! It's amazing. That crappy little salad & frozen veggie patty is amazing, after all.
ummm what else....
At our Setswana class last night we met these 2 american chicks with BAD attitudes. They've only been in BW a couple months and obviously haven't set their watches to Africa Time. Ugh it makes me so annoyed. They just skinner and complain and tap their feet and shoot greasy looks over things that aren't perfect or right on time or not *EXACTLY* how they are used to. Even the Mr. said "those chicks should just quit and come back in 3 months after they realize how things work here". Jeeez like come on ENTITLED much???
Something is wrong with my right calf. It gets tight every time I run for longer than 20 minutes. And I am stretching so... beats me!?
what else what else what else
I was talking about food (just for something different) with Eric today - he had never heard of a poached egg. Try explaining "poached egg" to someone who's never seen one. "It's like.. an egg... boiled... in water.... but one that isn't wearing his shell....? And it looks like this.... (cup hands together)....?" Basically, here, you have fried... and boiled. The end.
Don't even get me started about what kind of fit he threw when he heard that if you go to the movies in the USA they will literally POUR LIQUID BUTTER over your popcorn. And then shake salt on it. I could've landed a jumbo jet in his mouth at that one.
crazy.
Then Leto (who lived in the UK 2 years) broke the news about caramel corn, and we nearly had to initiate CPR.
And also in the world of food we went out last night for Sofia's birthday dinner at our favorite Indian restaurant with a big ol' gang of folks and they all agreed that *I* should just order for everyone (because we eat there TOO MUCH and have tried everything - my doctrine being that you don't go to the same place over and over and just order the same ol' same ol!) So I did. A mix of all different levels of spice, prawns, lamb, chicken, veggie... a bit of everything. I ordered a bunch of starters and a bunch of mains and everyone loved everything - so much so, that they were already full from devouring all the starters before the mains came. So now I have like BUTTLOADS of leftovers in the fridge, it's like Doggy Bag Grand Central in there. DOH! (and I wasn't the only one who took stuff home!) But I ain't eatin' it!!!! I'm-not-pregnant-diet in full effect.
NOT looking forward to going BACK up to Letlhakane again next week.
NOT looking forward to sitting in a DEA workshop ALL DAY tomorrow.
AM looking forward to visitors this weekend.
AM looking forward to sinking a nice cold glass of white wine once the Mr gets home from whacking that little yellow ball around...
Labels: food, setswana, wednesdays, weight
