Wednesday, August 25, 2010

A Birthday, A Funeral and Planning a Wedding

The strangeness of life, and all the rules we impose on it..

My partner and I have been together for 3 years. In that time, we have merged, and joined our very small circles of friends into a group of people we see regularly, and whose time and company we love and enjoy. We do not have large groups of surface 'acquaintances' whom we see sporadically throughout the year.

THE BIRTHDAY

We were quite recently invited to a birthday party by friends that we would call acquaintances, but who may become close friends in time. We were touched by the invite and graciously accepted. By default we found out that there were not one, by two birthday parties on the go that weekend, and that our other friends had been invited to the Saturday bash, and we were invited to the Friday bash. This was just too strange to us. We attended the Friday celebration, still very touched to be included. It was a gathering of family and very close friends. "Wow", this is touching we though to ourselves. Sit down 2 course dinner, all drinks catered for, family speeches, tears, laughter..
The feedback we got on the Saturday bash was one big rip roaring hum dinger of a party, until the wee hours of the morning.
Its still a conundrum to us, did we get invited to the dinner because we are 'close friends' or did we not get invited to the ripper party because we are perceived as boring and stayed. Who know, its just bizarre to us. Wonder what rules were applied when dividing up the guest lists?

THE FUNERAL
My ex lover and I parted ways 5 years ago. We were together for a little over 3 years. We had a stormy on again- off again affair. She was 14 years my senior, and I was star struck and young and so willing and wanting to have her in my life, somehow, anyhow. She was aloof, distant, and could go for days, sometime over a week without returning a call, or making time to see me. At the same time, she was fun and exciting, sexy and interesting. She made me laugh, and laugh at myself. She definitely helped my to see the lighter side, and brighter side of thing, and not to be so serious. Perhaps not to 'white rabbit' quite as much as I can do.
On the 25th of June she shot herself. I got the news from her current lover. What a shock.
In month that has followed her death, there has been a myriad of communication between me and her lover and those close to her, regarding her funeral (memorial service). Again, the rules came flying out, and I was given very strict instructions that only myself and my partner were invited, and that friends of mine, who had known my ex for close to 25 years were not welcome. Politics, rules and rigidity filled the air. Of course I complied, and we attended the memorial service this past weekend. It was held in my ex-lovers home town (that she was grateful to get out of), in a church (which she had no ties or belief in), with a very small gathering. It should have been held in a theatre, with a cabaret masters of ceremonies, and it should have beenattended by all who loved her, Edith Piaf's "No Regrets' booming loud and clear at the end. But it was not. I know I was not intimately involved in the lives of those people anymore, it is not my place to say otherwise. But here I can. There should have been no rules. That is how She lived her life. I think all the rules and expectations imposed by others on Her is what wore Her down.

PLANNING A WEDDING
On a lighter note, my Partner and I are getting hitched, tying the knot, getting married. It all goes down on the 16th of December 2010. We are excited, nervous, out right scared, delighted, and a multitude of conflicting feelings all at once.....And....getting very caught up in RULES.
We have next to no budget, and are saving like church mice. Those we have invited are only our loved ones and close friends. We sent out our invitations with some fine print, explaining that we could only possibly include friends, and unless you were already with a significant other, we couldn't include partners for everyone. Understandable? We thought so...
But, it seems that we may have broken one of the Wedding rules, and are starting to get whinges and moans back about wanting and needing partners to come. Please, if We don't know the person, haven't met them, or have briefly met them, and you are not having intimate relations with them, why must we exclude someone we love and know so that you can have a drinking partner for the evening? Who's getting married anyway? Rules!! I say we make up our own, and that's the way it will be;

  1. No partners, unless you are receiving regular sexual favours from the person, you can come (erm) alone.
  2. Be on time. Be early. But don't come waltzing in whilst we brides are already halfway down the aisle

    We want you to share, and witness our special day, and our commitment to each other. A glass of Champers and a glass of wine should be more than sufficient to toast us. If you wish to get inebriated, bring your own wallet in order to do so.

We are well into our 30's. We own our own home. It is furnished. We have a toaster, coffee machine, kettle, 2 irons, slow cooker, fridge, freezer, washing machine, dryer, beds, couches, TV, DVD player, crockery, cutlery, linen, towels, the works. We do not need anymore of it. Rather just come and have a good time with us, and forget the silly presents. Unless you want to part with all that cash you brought in your wallet, that you were going to use to get inebriated with!

It is OUR wedding. Mom and Dad, you already got married and had YOUR wedding. If you want to invite all your friends and long lost family members I haven't seen since I lost my first tooth, renew your vows and have your own reception, and invite whom ever you want. We do love you dearly.

Mr DJ, if you play house all evening, you will be playing for a 50% discount. You have a song list, stick to it.

Flowers are lovely and pretty. But we are not spending thousands on flowers for a couple of hours. We are getting married in a garden, there are already lots of plants growing.

So. A rant, and a moan, with hopefully some humour. We do like to get caught up on the rules, and how we think, and others think life should be. We just need to breath, and take in every moment, and above all, make sure we laugh.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

I Am NO Quitter


I recently stopped smoking. To be one hundred percent accurate, I stopped smoking 93 hours ago. I know it is early days, and I am a risk statistic until I have successfully completed a year smoke free, but I am getting more and more relieved with every day.


In the last 3 years I have kicked a drug habit, lost 40 kg's in weight, seriously reduced my alcohol intake, moved from a decade with the same company to a new and exciting job, and now stopped smoking. If one had to take a snap shot of my life now, compared to three to four years ago, I am sure they would look like different people and different lives.
I definitely give myself a huge pat on the back for my focus and determination on all of these items, but in truth I have my Partner to thank. She came in to my life when it was upside down. I was obese, unhealthy, and definitely not very happy, and caught in a downward spiral. She loved me for who I am, and never put any pressure on me. She was just ever present, and ever supportive. She is the catalyst who helps me springboard in new directions. She is the glue that holds me together.


Thursday, July 2, 2009

A Bail Out, Or To Bail Out? *




I was visiting my parents last night, and we were watching our local news broadcast. The main headline was about how our Doctors are literally downing stethoscopes and striking for better pay and better conditions within State Hospitals. The Governments reaction to their strike was an initial appeasement, by offering increases, which they told the Press amounted to between 2% and 60% increases, with a great amount of hype and emphasis on the 60% amount. In truth, this has been nothing but a veiled attempt to appear caring on the plight of our Doctors, and really only amounted to an over all average of 12% across the board, with many highly qualified Doctors only receiving 2%. So, our Doctors remain on an unprotected strike, many of them are now being fired and disciplined by the Department of Health. Hospitals are turning into ghost buildings, and patients are not receiving treatment. One cannot help but understand that many of these professionals feel forced to ‘bail out’ of the country, when they have studied for over 7 years, and have done mandatory community service for a further 2 years, to end up getting paid less that a municipal worker on a roads and maintenance crew, saddled with huge student loans they are bound to repay the Government for.

Another headline was the huge Parliamentary debate on our dismal, and failing South African Broadcasting Corporation (SABC), the state owned and run TV and radio network, and the very real plan by Government to financially bail them out again to the tune of 2 Billion Rand.

Yet another National treasure is South African Airways (SAA), our State owned National Air Carrier, again, forever in debt, running at a loss, and constantly requesting tax payers money to ‘bail them out’. SAA have requested a 5.7 Billion Rand bail out.

Call me simplistic, but I cannot understand, as a South African tax payer, and citizen, how we can as a country, throw 7.7 Billion Rand (1 BP = 13 Rand) into black holes, that are completely unnecessary in a 3rd world emerging economy. Surely our Hospitals and our Health Professionals, who have been literally hanging in on a shoe string budget for years, come first. I have to wonder what kind of a positive impact such a huge cash injection to the tune of nearly 8 Billion Rand would have.

I say put the SABC and SAA up for auction, get rid of them. They are weighing us down. Let industry buy them up, and turn them into lean profit making machines, and let’s look after our sick, our elderly, and our wounded.

* an off the subject rant

Monday, June 22, 2009

Feels Like Something’s Missing…(but what is it?)


06h00..Alarm goes off – I hit snooze
06h05..Alarm goes off – I hit snooze
06h10..Alarm goes off – I reset alarm for 06h30
06h30..Alarm goes off – I hit snooze
06h35..Alarm goes off – I hit snooze
06h40..Alarm goes off – I jump out of bed saying , “We are going to be so late”
06h42..Hop into shower
06h49..Get out of shower and towel off. Impressed only showered for 7 minutes this morning. Average was 13 minutes last week.
06h50..Get My Love out of bed
07h06..Finished drying my hair
07h12..Finished getting dressed
07h16..Teeth brushed, lunch and breakfast packed
07h20..Stand at the door getting frustrated with Love for not being ready to leave..tick, tock..
07h23..Drive out of driveway , and hit traffic
07h55..Arrive at work, with 5 minutes for coffee and breakfast.

How my morning should have gone;

06h00..Alram goes off, get out of bed and into the shower
06h10..Get out of shower
06h40..Hair dried, dressed
06h41..Have relaxed breakfast and coffee with my Love
07h10..Leave the house, and kiss Love passionately
07h45..Arrive at work feeling relaxed and ready for the week.

Feeling like I am missing time with the one person in life I truly do want to spend my time with, because I am letting time take charge.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Fallen down a rabbit hole lately?


I recently returned from an 'Amazing Race' like tour of London, Paris and Amsterdam, with my partner; having fully thought it had been the time of our lives, and was a great memory we had created. I was let down, ever so fast, to the fact, that although it was a wonderful trip, if one thing had to be changed, it was my constant need to 'white rabbit', otherwise now coined by my friends and family, as "White Rabbiting". I even got given a key ring from Alice's very Sheep Shop in Oxford, of the White Rabbit himself from my Dearest. This has now started to play on my mind..tick, tock....tick, tock.... I so feel at times like I may just have fallen down the rabbit hole - not as Alice, but as a voyer in someone elses life or adventure, or dream or nightmare....