Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Giveaway winner!

Oh so exciting! Thanks to those who entered...

I have been trying all morning to rangle a screen shot of the draw. Because you know, that would be friggin' awesome.

It was fun collecting all the points for everyone. Scoman had the highest, Hillbilly the second and Ron the third followed closely by SleepyJane and Being Brazen.

But it all came down to the draw...


The winner of the books and accessories is...

**Hillbilly Duhn**


**Congratuations!**


Please send me an email within 24 hours or it falls to the second in the draw.

Again, thanks to those who entered!

xxoo

Tweeter... err Twitter.. err something like that.



I'm now on twitter.

Follow me at http://twitter.com/RHiccups

Catch ya on the tweet side...


(Lame I know. I can't help it, I was born this way)

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

*Sigh*

Just a reminder:

Please nominate a post for your favourites!

And enter **the giveaway!**


I had a fabulouso birthday! Hubs let me sleep in...brought me breakfast in bed... got me beautiful presents...took me shopping...

And cohorted in throwing me a surprise bash!

After which we had a party at the Mugg and Bean with Amaretto and coffee. Which as always, makes me rather happy...

And after that, we stayed up way too late watching Boston Legal. *sigh*

I love birthdays.

Monday, April 27, 2009

Giveaway!

Today is my birthday and the end of the poll...

Only one of you were right.

I am officially 21 today.

Boo yah.

In order to celebrate, I am posting a giveaway! Like I promised. So many times :)

One of my favourite things in the world is reading. In this giveaway, you will receive some awesome and amazing books and accessories.

I love these books.



Not just because they are classics. Nor because syaing that I have read and studied themmakes me sound smart. But becuase they are the size of my ID book. Approximetly 10 X 15 cm, they fit perfectly inside your pocket or handbag. Plus they are only around 100 pages long (most are extracts of the orginal).

I will be sending you, the winner, a list of the titles I can get my hands on. You will have the option of which two titles you would prefer. You can also expect some other awesome goodies thrown in just for good measure.

Are you in?

If you want to enter this fabulous giveaway, all you gotta do is write a comment in this post. Your points will be added and entered into the draw.

Points go as follows:

1 point for:

Commenting this month. (Thats one point per comment for the entire month of April)
Nominating a favourite post

And 5 points for:

Posting about this giveaway (or how awesome I am) and telling me about it.
Following Slave to the Ordinary

Worth it? I hope so! :)

Giveaway closes 30 April at 00h00 (GMT +2). Results determined by Random.org

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Kids say funny crap

Last night was my father's birthday. My 8 year old sister leans over to hubs and says...

"I know stuff. Jacob Zuma is a very bad man. And Barrack Obama kills babies."

I could have died! How funny is that?!

Friday, April 24, 2009

I post twice in one day when I get angry...

I like having criminals in government.

No wait. I don't.

But over 67% of South Africans sure do.

What bothers me about this...


No one else seems bothered.

Why aren't South Africans as angry as I am?

15 years of ANC rule has left SA with broken promises, crime and corruption. Will Zuma spare the country from another 5 years of detriment? Doubt it.

This is bullshit and no one gives a damn. Get angry. I have a US passport. I can leave when I choose. Not everyone can. And it seems as if thinking South Africans have just rolled over. Maybe they don't care.

Maybe it's not my fight. Maybe I shouldn't care either. Maybe I should just leave.


And maybe, just maybe I will.

The one whereby I steal Scoman's ideas

Don't misunderstand. I am totally anti-plagerism. However... I need to theive. Kleptomania... sometimes takes over me....

Scoman mentioned in on of his posts that there is going to be a top post link list on his blog and now I WANT IT!

So please nominate Your favourite posts of mine. I'll put them up on a post to vote for your #1.

I am just that narssastic... I know it's the one with my looking h.o.t. right?

Or the one about the Moose?

Or the one about being Naked?

Come on... Nominate... :) Top 3 get permalinks in my sidebar. :)

xxoo (btw 3 days until my birthday and some sembalance of a giveaway! :) )

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Sometimes I am a tad Bipolar...

I have unhappiness oozing through me today, as South Africans go to the voting stations to elect South Africa's morally corrupt and corrosive new president. I wish I could just state all my concerns in this blog. But, alas, the web can only hold so much hatred.


----- HAPPY BREAK-----


And on to something totally different and completely unrelated.

ScoMan tagged me.

What is my interior design style?


Oh so much fun... How did he know?



My flat is a modge podge of Art Deco. why? Because it makes me happy.



It's ironic. I actually hated studying Art Deco as a movement. It's just too... slap you in the face.



But now? I absolutely LOVE it!

(oh my the way, Those photos actually are nothing I own (sad day)... yay to google images for those babies)

Hey hey a mere five days until my birthday. Have you voted in my poll? GO DO IT!

Before I get PMS on your ass...

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Yesterday I learned

1. I am no good at HTML

2. My side bar is too cluttered.

3. Being eight years old is the best age in the world.

4. Kindred spirits often have differences about really important things.

5. Sometimes I get really frustrated with those I love the most.

6. Men are really confusing.

7. Mac and Cheese was meant to be eaten with ribs.

8. Eating too much Mac&ribs make a really sore tummy when topped off with birthday cake.

9. At times, I am interested in nothing but sleeping.

and

10. I am not a ninja and should really stop trying to high kick the door frame. or Hubs' face.

Monday, April 20, 2009

Two in one day?! I am awesome

Two posts, one day. I know. Awesome.

I have created a button. YAY!Edited: Apparently a non working button... I know I suck... Re-edited to say: I totally fixed it. Victory! You can totally disregard any doubts in my geekiness...

Here she is...



Hopefully I can figure out how to give you the URL to add this to your own beautiful site...

Oh, and you can totally add Slave to the Ordinary to your RSS feed now. Woohoo.


I feel so geekified. Hubs would be proud.

Apparently I blog about South African politics a lot.

I like South Africa. Honest.

And I like politics. Double Honest.

Politics in South Africa scare the crap out of me.

It scares me that Jacob Zuma is predicted to be elected on Wednesday as the next president of South Africa. btw... read that link above any other link on this post.

Next election I want to be president of South Africa. Oh wait. I can't.

Maybe if I just get a criminal record first, then I will be applicable.

This is a crock.

The South African so called democracy is such a bunch of flooey.

Pity. Because I like this place. Honest.

Friday, April 17, 2009

Fantastic Friday

Today is fantastic. I have decided and firmed up my giveaway a little bit. Woohoo... Sneak peak?

I don't think so.

But I can tell you... it is gorgeous. It's is one of my obsessions and it will be in just your size.

So stick around and you may just see a few more hint-aroonies later in the week.

Giveaway scheduled for... my birthday... or just there after...

Watch me get a little scandalous.

If you haven't noticed, there have been a few references to points. Know that everytime you do something awesome, you get a point. I am just letting you know. Refer someone to me. Point. Follow me? Point. You know how this works.

There's some hints. It's going to be awesome. I won't lie.

Btw. New poll. My first poll... Give it a shot-aroonie. Wow that is fun to say. Awesome.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Me on a silver platter

So, it's no new news that I am not shy. Meek, mild and gentle are not my characteristics. No one has ever classified me as laid-back.

These are things I am not.

I am, however, arty. I blame it on my mother. I am contantly in book stores researching a new playwrite or enjoying an old one.

I found a blog today that... I could have written myself... without sarcasm and overt snarkiness.

Chic Geek
appeals deeply to the finer details in everyday. I am hooked.

She posted a meme that looked like a lot of fun. And by fun I mean a chance to wow you all with my seriousness.

I am not always a snarky biotch. Unless of course you ask my neighbors...

1. Have you ever been influenced by a work of art – music or painting– and if so, how?

I have to narrow this question. It's like asking what types of foods keep you alive-

It's all of them.

Paintings.

This piece by Goya rocked my world:



Saturn, Goya 1820-1823

It haunted me. How can somehting so disasterous be so beautiful? How can I be appalled and enchanted simutaniously? I would call this painting the cornerstone of my view on art. Beauty is not limited to beautiful objects.

Music.

I saw this video a few days ago. I wouldn't say the song inspired me. I wouldn't say the woman inspired me. I wouldn't be able to actually pinpoint a certian anything that made this performance extraordinary. Maybe it is truely just her story that rocked my spirit. Take a peak and see what I mean.

Also, my personal fight song has to be Foo Fighters 'Best of You'. It was so commercialised it saddened me as it spoke to my guts like it belonged there. If you don't know it click here. But even if you do know it, watch the video and be amazing any way.

2. If you were a chocolate bar, what type would you be?

I like chocolate. If I were a chocolate bar I would be a self consuming canabal and I am so oveer that idea. Sorry but no.

3. What is your secret weapon to lure the opposite sex?

My eyes are fiery green most days. Some days they are milky brown. Either way, they helped Hubs fall for me. Them and my outrageous calves. One flash of those hotties...and...men crumble.

4. What, in your opinion, is your greatest accomplishment?

Already I have lived in two opposing cultures for several years, learning their positives and negatives. I have learned to adapt and change and learn. I have had to question my religion, my self, my future and my ideals. I have found my soulmate and started over. These are all my greatest accomplishments. I may have a few published poems. I may have begun my writing career with a bit of a bang, but those aren't what I count as accomplishments. I am a growing and mature woman who is certian. And that, to me, weighs more than any silly piece of paper.

5. How many friends do you have on your Facebook account?

273. I recently had a friend purge to only those I actually keep in contact with.


See? Wasn't that glorious? If you are keen, send me the answers to those questions either on your blog, in a comment, or even in email.

xxoo

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Noisy Neighbors

We have new neighbors at the Hiccup's home.

No I am not being cute here. I really did get new neighbors.

Not cute ones either. They have lived there one night and I have learned the following things about them:

1. They like many things mainly, short big men... who are very short; dance music at odd hours and lots of alcohol

2. Favourite activities include: stealing my parking and singing very loudly along with the 'beep beeps beeps' of doof doof music

3. Habits include: leaving the front door open during their clothed orgies, and irritating us by knocking on the door to ask us odd questions when we have ultra conservative guests over.

4. Reason that I dislike them: They hit on my husband with their sultry drunken eyes

And so, I plot my revenge.


Passive aggression is awesome.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Happy Easter White Ninja Style

I don't feel like I need to share my faith with you today. How cliched! Instead I am giving you a treat- a break from the piousness that easter brings. Enjoy.


(from whiteninja.com)

Happy Easter!

Saturday, April 11, 2009

A break from the sugary sweetness

I love treats. Obviously.

However, what good is sweetness without the sour? If we did not know hate, would we know love? Without an enemy would we value friendship?

Of course not.

I have been focussing on the treats in my life. All while a brief email from someone I knew in the past shook me back into reality.

I may be in love with the greatest man on the planet. He might treat me like a princess, but if I don't remember the boys who didn't treat me like he does, I'll never really appreciate him. I'd grow complacent in his love.

The email was from one of those who didn't see my beauty the same way Hubs does. He didn't see my value. He didn't realise my potential.

I may have cared about him long ago, but now? no thank you.

I choose Hubs everyday anyday over you and your kind Mr. ukboy.

Friday, April 10, 2009

Because I live food.

One of my favourite Easter treats can’t be found in South Africa.


Peeps complete my life.


For a wonderful Easter gift my aunt who resides in Florida sent my mother 15 boxes of Peeps. Today she shared one tray with me.

Life is glorious mainly because the sugary goodness is staring at me at my office desk reminding me that it is still a few more hours until lunch.

Once lunch passes they will remind me that I neeeeed to go back home.

Even just to stock up on my favourites.

Why are peeps so awesome you may ask?

Check what they can do!


And even



Rock on Peeps. Rock freakin’ on.

What is your favourite holiday treat?

Thursday, April 9, 2009

dirty messy beauty = Treat of the day

Besties make the best blogging treats.

Maybe because I get the behind the story story or something... I don't know.

Klara and I in the internet world are like Tia and Jenbun. In Hollywood we're Paris and Nicole, and in serial killers? we're Bonnie and Clyde (in my world Clyde is just a fabulous woman with a slightly masculine name and ultimately fabulous shoes).

Anyway, somehow I managed to talk her into sharing her story. She's an incredible writer. She's hilarious. She's amazing.

In fact, if you like me? You'll love her.

Her life may not be show-stoppingly clean but it is real. And authenticity is something many of us forgo. Drama chases her and, boy, the situation she manages to get into... and out of... makes one hell of an awesome blog.

Please go check her out. And by check I mean read her blog and comment. There is extra points in there for those who do! **giveaway hint maybe?**

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

A Hillbilly in the Holler Hole

Here she is, as I promised you... Hillbilly Duhn.

To read the beginning of this strange tale go to: Hillbilly Duhn

Hillbilly Duhn was beginning to get tired of sitting in the holler watching squirrels jump from tree to tree. Once, a woodpecker flew by to land on a nearby tree to tap, tap, tap. And twice a rabbit hopped by to nibble on some clover, another time some dandelion leaves, only to hop away again, lost from view behind an old oak tree.

The Hillbilly plucked a piece of wheat grass that had been swaying in the wind to stick in her mouth and chew as she ponder the trees and critters around her; feeling the warmth from the humid day, she leaned back against the nearest tree.

Feeling a little languid from the lazy afternoon, sleep was knocking, knocking on the Hillbilly's lids, when suddenly the dandelion chewing rabbit ran so close, she could reach out and touch him.

Be it the sleepy haze the Hillbilly had fell into or something far more extraordinary, she was bewitched by the sight of the rabbit and thought she heard a whispered voice floating upon the wind, "I'm late."

Hillbilly Duhn took pause in this. Looked around quickly for evidence of another person, and then back at the rabbit once again to find it standing to the right of the old oak tree upon it's hind legs. The rabbit glanced over at the big eyed Hillbilly, smiled, winked and disappeared down a hole....

Hillbilly Duhn jumped up so quickly she stumbled on a tree root. After righting herself, thought, "Well, that's just ain't right." and quickly ran after the rabbit.

Without hesitation, followed the rabbit down the hole.

It seemed like days, weeks even, before she reached the bottom. Everything seemed to move in slow motion as she slowly fell down the darkened hole. And finally when she reached the bottom, she fell into a stack of branches and twigs in the middle of a forest.

Looking around, it wasn't the same forest she left. There were trees, grass and all, but not the same. Everything seemed larger some how. Bigger. Hillbilly Duhn looked around and saw a passage up ahead. It looked well traveled, for the grass was beat down and the trees canopied above.

Standing, Hillbilly brushed off her backside and started toward the path...

She came upon a sign, that read, "You are here." With a tiny picture of a sable antelope.

Now, this much the Hillbilly knew, cause Hillbilly's know their critters, sable antelopes were a critter born to Africa. And out loud the Hillbilly said, "I sure as heck ain't in the holler anymore."

And continued on down the path, in search of the rabbit...

So, here I've landed in Africa, ME, Hillbilly Duhn, in a land so foreign to me. I decided to continue on down the path. I feel lost, a little out of place. When to my left I happened to notice a hall.

"A hall?" I said out loud to the trees.

I walked toward it, to see it lined with many doors, all locked, and no keys to be found. So I continued on.

When I stumbled across a tree that had been cut down into a table trunk, upon it lay a tiny golden key. Too small for any of the doors the Hillbilly had passed. Confused, and beginning to feel tired and more then just a little out of place. Hillbilly Duhn sat down on the dirt floor next to the tree trunk table, fingering the little golden key and sighed.

It seems my friends, that I've followed a character into a story and found myself in the land in which Random Hiccups resides. I'm wondering if she's around here somewhere, down in the holler hole. I'll keep on looking about this place, trying to find the door that fits this tiny key, until then, I'll rest with my head upon my knees...

**To follow the adventure of the Hillbilly in the Holler Hole, Tomorrow, Hillbilly Duhn will be guest blogging at ScoMan's - a name in your recollection Hope to see you there!

If you want to be featured or guest post on Slave to the Ordinary, send me an email!

Wasn't this fun?!

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Treats are fun because it's nearly my birthday



I am having lots of fun planning lots of fun treats for you all as a month long celebration of my birthday. If I weren't a lady I'd tell you my age, because I am very proud of it. However, lady code says I am not allowed. *pity*

Yesterday's face lift was treat number one. No more eye injuring bright colours for you lovely people.

(Plus Photoshop experience is needed in my new position at work and I like to keep skillz fresh and all)

In any case. This month's shenanigans may or may not involve a giveaway. (I know I have said this before and not followed through but this time I mean it... maybe) A giveaway of one of my favourite things. I learned this was my favourite thing not long after Meeka arrived a few months ago. Story to come...later...

It all boils down to me. And my birthday.

Tomorrow, a treat for you my lovely readers. Hillbilly Duhn and I go waaaaay back. She was one of my first loyal readers and we have grown into wonderful bloggy friends. Can't wait to read what you have down your sleeve Hillbilly!


Let the treats begin!!!

Monday, April 6, 2009

Change is muy bueno

Do you like the new facelift?

I can't resist changing things around. What growth from my first post!

I'm a fan of change.

Friday, April 3, 2009

Searching for Fool's Gold.

When I was a kid I truly believed that I was the richest girl in the world because I had a treasure chest full of gold. My foot locker had serious bling-age. Eye blinding sparkly goodness.

I was happy rummaging through my pieces of gold, emeralds and amethyst. I had even found a few precious white rocks from the gravel that I was convinced would turn into beautiful stones with time.

I was happy. I had my sparkle. But I didn't know that my precious gold and gems were merely polished rocks with a slight glimmer.

I spent a lot of my life happy with a little glimmer. I found the boys who would glimmered just a little, the friends with glimmer and the church with glimmer.

But that's all it was- a little glimmer.

The first diamond I have ever owned was given to me by Hubs. I still get lost in the sparkle and shine like I did as a child admiring my polished 'jewels'. Except I know that this is costly. This is real.

This life I live is real. The choices I make are real.

No more fools gold for me. No more imitations. I am no longer searching for more fool's gold.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Heavy meddle.

So, I consider myself an adult.

(Apparently, previous to being married I considered myself an-almost-adult.)

Anyway, now that I am an adult I have all these new *wonderful* experience.

Like.... the wonderful joys of...meddling.

Previous to marriage no one gives a rats ass about your future plans in life. No one seems to give a crap about how many children you want to have (and conclude with intellengent people having more children to repopulate the planet with clever children. Or how 4 children is too many for the earth to sustian), whether you want natural birth (because it's the 'natural' way), or whether you are using the pill as contraception (because it might just maybe make you sterile). I never had any of these conversations before.

No one cared how often I did my laundry or if I fed my husband five fruits and veggies a day and gave him a multivitamin.

Now, however, these are questions that are asked. And I am still dumbfounded.

(Allegedly I am now his lover, mother, house keeper AND doctor. hmph)

Apparently.

My mother's birthday was yesterday and she was hit with the meddling aunt. And boy, did I take notes! She was very gracious and kindly thanked the aunt for the advice and firmly corrected her. These things in her life were just fine. The aunt may not have shut up right away, but she did eventually.

Bonus.

I learned so much last night about handling meddling friends and family (and people who think they are or should be family).

How do you handle meddlesome people in your life? Extra points if you share a story.

(Because I'm totally into the point system)

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

April is birthday month.


I’ve been craving birthday cake…and for good reason. In the next four weeks I have 9 birthdays of my family to celebrate including my own.

Parties are the bomb.

Stay tuned for the chaos to come...