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My Year of Meaningful (2011)

"Quality takes you out of yourself, makes you aware of the world around you." - R.M. Pirsig


Dang, that's a lot of flies!

You know summer is in full swing when the flies come out and drive you to drink.
This here is what we call the Red Top Fly Trap and it is pretty amazing.  That layer of black at the bottom is all fly carcasses.



It works on the old bait & switch principle - the decaying bodies of their friends baits the live ones away from your house, and then they fly in, where the bait is switched with death!  Awesome!

Anyway, like flies, there's a whole bunch of annoyances I'm dealing with right now, INCLUDING blogger's new stupid photo-upload malarkey, where you can't even type while waiting the 10 hours for your photo to upload b/c they freeze your screen up and show you a little twirly circle while the photo is loading. Can I just say that is a bunch of time-wasting crap!?  And what happened to spell check, can I ask??

And I finally gave up Twitter.  What another bunch of crap.  I just dont think my ego is big enough to think that cyberspace really gives a rats ass what I'm thinking about every 40 characters of my life.  And I don't have time to be preached to, like half the people I follow have to use it as a preaching platform and I didn't have the time to go and delete each preacher user by user.  So I just ditched it.  AND I don't like the idea of having even more shyte bearing my name splashed all over the internet.  I've got enough of that going on already. Even after you change your account to "private", there's still leftovers hanging about, lurking in cyberspace.  So it got house-cleaned.

I slept in today - as in I woke up at 7 instead of the hella-early hour I've been using in order to accomplish all my school-related crap since the semester began.  I just couldn't do it anymore.  I need some damn sleep! So I got one extra hour of it today.  It sucks because I can't even blame anything other than simply mental stress and my own life choices - people are always like "oh I see the baby has given you the ol' tired bags under the eyes!"  But she's been sleeping through the night since she was 3.5 months!!!  It's not even her!! Hell we let her sleep in a couple weekends back (when we DIDNT have to be somewhere at 8am) and she slept til 9:30!  It's all me!  I know it!  I just need a freakin break FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!

And honestly half of that aggro also stems from The Mr. these days - he's also suffering the inevitable that comes from trying too hard to do too much.  Now it's too much work + mental anguish for him. He got sunk like a battleship last weekend by a tribal chief at a public meeting that humiliated him and cut him deep, and now he can't think of anything else and has a big bad case of the hangups.  That plus we're about ready to feed one of our employees to the shredder AND the office vehicle got broken into and stereo stolen, AND we just realized that we're going to have to go way up into the north (into malaria-area) around Xmas to do another big public meeting (and probably leave the youngling behind because they say not to take babies into malaria area) uggghhhhhh.... for the first time ever I heard him say the other day "I'm starting to think about leaving" (the country! not me!) and I realized: uh-oh.... somebody REALLY needs a break.

I made him a cranberry-orange coffee cake on saturday to ease his troubled mind after returning from the disaster meeting mentioned above.  That worked pretty well for about a half a day.  But I can't go around making coffee cake twice a day! It was pretty freakin good I must say though.

We are still really enjoying the HHH (running club).  Now we meet on Monday evenings throughout summer because of the temperature, instead of Sunday afternoons.  It's still fun.  We still love everybody there, and have made lots of really good friends there.  It's almost coming up upon the xmas party though, where I have to be Mrs Claus again.  DOH!  We're still alternating every other week one of us walks with the walkers (and carries The Joo in the baby bjorn) while the other one runs with the runners - it's working out pretty well but i just want to run all the time, and so does he, so that's a compromise. One of the pups always comes with us too and so they love it. 

Had a Dutch friend over this & last weekend, which was fun. The first weekend we had a braai at our place and drank a bunch of beer and hung out, and then this weekend we met him at the Bull for dinner, and the baby got to have her first experience at a dive bar with bad disco music and even worse prostitutes leeching onto old white men.  eeww.  I now remember why we dont go there on friday nights.  bleh. 

Right so we're not going anywhere for xmas this year.  boooooooooo!  Add to that that the inlaws are coming in shortly thereafter (in Jan) followed by my parents (in March) and karma has got some SERIOUS making up to do with me round about mid-2010.  Maybe I'm about to come into some serious $$$ or perhaps free round-the-world airline tickets or something.  Waiting....

2 Responses to “Dang, that's a lot of flies!”

  1. # Blogger Adela c/s

    Don't mean to be a little snot, but...I thought you said Africa was a LIFESTYLE. I don't see/hear much of this awesome lifestyle in your life there...?  

  2. # Blogger Oh Wayward One

    well, let's see, I have 2 maids, balmy "winter" temps of 70deg+, cheap everything, and a really kickass view. LET ME FINISH THIS FREAKIN MASTERS DEGREE AND IMMIGRATION NONSENSE I'LL GET BACK TO YOU, WISE GUY.  

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