the wages of sin is death??? really?

I've been a good girl this month; Ive barely bought a thing..... A pair of shoes maybe, a pair of jeans.... but that's about it.

Here now is my grand plan...

One of these days I am going to wake up and go shopping...and I don't mean to the local pick n pay to buy food... or to Mr. Price to get something cheap.
No, I am not targeting a huge sale...i want to go all out!
I will wake up... get into a cab and go to Walmer Park..... First stop, the book store..!!! I haven't bought a new book in ages.... maybe I’ll get the full compilation of the works of Maya Angelou or Anis Nin.... maybe I’ll but some more Khalid Gibran..Heck maybe I’ll get them all.... leave exclusive bookstores with a huge bag of books....and a cute pen....maybe...

Next stop jay jays! these guys have awesome t shirts...rivaled only by a cousin of mine.... but that's a whole other story...I’ll get one of those Goth skirts.... and a gypsy skirt....I will get long stripped socks like the ones girls wear in British movies....and I will get a t-shirt with something silly and witty..... I saw this t-shirt once that said
                     "If I was a dog and you were a flower,
                      I'd lift my leg up and give you a shower"
Kind of gross when you think of it....but it looked cute on the cute guy who was wearing it...

My next stop will be Edgar's....the home of pretty dresses and awesome make up...... I can only afford the cheap Edgar's clothes right now, but one day, when I'm rich and famous, I'll ditch kelso and go for miss sixty instead...yay!
I need a black dress...coz every girl needs one.... I need a blue dress for the law ball next month.... I need a purple dress in case I decide not to wear blue for the ball... and I need a party dress coz my birthday is in a month...and i have to be the smartest girl in the room.....that should go without saying....

Foschini...the home of the elegant woman..... chav-like jeans, waist coats.... boots... big chunky jewelry...and a ton of other things I need...okay not need but want really badly???? Will that do?

Red square...... my perfume...provocative woman... and my makeup...at the mac stand.....the girls are sooo pretty! and nice! And they always give me a free mini make over coz my skin is nice!

At the end of the day...I will have no money.... but I will have a huge smile on my face.... my feet will be aching but it’s worth it! my arms will be sore from all the bags that I might just have to get a trolley.... then I will go to mug and bean... have an English breakfast for dinner...sip on my roiboos tea while I read the first page of Maya Angelou...or anais nin...or whatever wonderful woman I will have picked up.....I will dream about growing up into someone as important and wonderful and wise as her... I will dream about wearing my nice clothes forever and ever...

Right now I am only dreaming...but one of these days! One of these days I tell you! I'm going to go all out!

Oh and the title..... It has nothing to do with this post..... It’s just one of those questions I ask myself every once in a while...as I stare out at the wide wide ocean...from the window at

          27 sunshine avenue!

MULTI DIMENSIONAL BOMBSHELLS!

"Confidence is sexy, intelligence is sultry, and passion turns you from a black and white, single dimensional page to a vibrant three-D bombshell. But you have to know yourself, be comfortable in your own skin and own"

Believe it or not, there was a time I didn't believe in that statement... A time I genuinely thought that my life should be boring, I should attract little or no attention and I should wear dowdy clothes.............nah I'm kidding.....in fact who am I kidding? This is me!!! I came out of my mother’s womb crying for attention. I believe in sugar... (And sugar rushes.) spice....and all things nice! I believe in passion and a fiery spirit!

I am strong headed and stubborn... I leap before I look sometimes... I am beautiful! I am sexy...I am damn intelligent! I am clever and witty! I eat right! I exercise! I choose my friends carefully and guard them... (And my reputation) with my life!

I am moody! I am broody! I spend hours dwelling on my thoughts! I spend hours thinking up ways to make myself better!
I am happy! I am sunny! I am very bubbly! I talk a lot! I eat ALOT! I love allot! And I pray!

I have faith, I have a backbone. I am not troubled because I believe in a higher power I can cast my cares to at the end of the day....All my worries, my insecurities....are not mine to bear!! I...am carefree!

I Said life is full of choices... and this is what I choose!
I choose to be demanding! To exert myself, to always be the best! I choose fame, success...the limelight if need be
I choose to win! I choose share my winnings... I choose to express myself...to be polite! To be kind! To help those less fortunate... to aspire to be be great!
I choose me! I choose to be myself! I choose never to change! And as long as I still have choice...I choose to be:
 The multi dimensional bombshell that resides at

27 sunshine avenue

SECRET SMILES

I love shoes.... I love all sorts of shoes..... I love heels in particular... but every once in a while, i have to wear closed shoes, or pumps or sneakers... and when i do, i always wear a secret smile all day. Want to know why?

It’s because I wear different socks!! That's my way of telling the world... "You think you know me...you think I'm prim and proper and well put together but boy...you have no idea whats going on in my mind" its my way of being me..

Don't get me wrong, I am not disorganized; in fact, every time I buy socks I am compelled to buy two pairs... so that I can cross match them....the blues with the pinks, the greens and the yellows, the blacks and the reds... and so on.... I derive SO much Joy from knowing that nobody out there knows what’s on my feet!

The other day, I went to visit a tycoon.... a super rich rich...disgusting...filthy, out of this world person..... His house has a marble floor and it had just been waxed....... WE HAD TO TAKE OFF OUR SHOES!!!!
I nearly burst out laughing at myself but I took off my shoes... it was a pink and blue day...so there I was....wriggling my fat chubby toes about in my socks.....I'm sure everybody was dying to ask what was wrong with me, and I kept getting these weird glances...eventually somebody had the guts to say out loud what the whole room was thinking....."Why" they asked "are you wearing different socks".......
I couldn't quite begin to explain the workings of my mind.... so this is what I said... and trust me...it always works...


       "This world is full of choices...
       In this world, there are two things
       You are either born a boy, or you're born a girl.
       If you are born a boy then that's okay,
     If you are born a girl, then there are two things...
     You either wear socks or you don't wear socks,
     If you don't wear socks, then that's okay,
    If you wear socks, then there are two things,
    They either match, or they don't.
     If they match, then that's okay,
    If they don't match, then there are two things...
   You either have no clean socks, or you do.
    If you have no clean socks, then that's okay.
     If you have clean socks then there are two things
    You either have some weird obsessive compulsive disorder
   Or...or.... or....or.... just maybe you've been to

 Number 27 Sunshine Avenue"

stabilizers

That's what the small wheels at the side of a tricycle are called... stabilizers.. because they keep the rider from falling...... keep the tricycle stable and steady!

Everyone in life needs stabilizers..... when you are up, your real friends get to know who you are.... riding your little tricycle in peace.... but when you are going down...its you who gets to know who your real friends...your stabilizers...are.

It could be a voice of reason 1000 miles away that occasionally tells you to come off it and grow up... it could be the friend who swore to send you inspirational messages every day...in my case i have both..... today i woke up to:

 'There

is suffering in life, and there are defeats. No one can avoid them. But
it's better to lose some of the battles in the struggles for your
dreams than to be defeated without ever knowing what you're fighting
for. -Paulo Coelho'

I'm not yet sure how this is going to stabilize me today but i know it will...

Question on my mind now is am I any body's stabilizer? is there someone who thinks that of me? or am i so self centred that i don't catch my friends before they fall.... i surely hope not...

I am grateful that i haven't had to go through life alone.... that i have been shielded from extreme pain and suffering and that i have pretty much had it easy..... Khalil Gibran said "your joy is your sorrow unmasked......and that which brings you the most joy has the capacity to bring you the most sorrow"  but that means only those capable of knowing great sorrow are capable of knowing great joy...... 

i realised i have rambled off the stabilizers tangent...but its my blog right? he he

today, i am getting out of bed to be a stabilizer.....every one i meet can expect to a tonne of love and affection 

from 27 sunshine avenue!

*firsts, premieres, primeros*

 

Being the first time I'm broadcasting from number 27 sunshine avenue, i decided id dedicate this to all the firsts in my life....and here goes...

memory:

I cant sit here and lie that i still remember the first thing i ever remembered... but i remember when i was little, my dad would make me hang from his one arm, my brother from his other, and my two little sisters on his back and shoulders, and then he would spin us around and we would scream and terrorize my poor mother he-he.

school:

I first went to school when i was 3 years old.... apparently i followed my older brother to school one day.... kinda like Mary's lamb..... and when i got there...i liked it! and Ive never looked back.

dress:

It had huge black and white polka dots and when id spin around it would fly every where! i wore it for Christmas, Easter, new years and my birthday..... i loved it sooo much... one day i came home... and it was gone!! i cried myself to sleep.... but the next Christmas, i went to the village and saw my cousin wearing it and even though part of me wanted to tear it off her body...the nice girl in me was pleased that somebody else got to feel the way that dress made me feel. (sigh)

pet:

it was a cat....... it had no name...it was a stray...... and i don't remember how it came into my life.... but it left just as mysteriously... although i have my suspicions on who got rid of it he he.

bike:

this was a real beauty! it was yellow and black and it had those little support wheels at the side (Ive forgotten what they were really called)... but a year later, we moved to somewhere far far away and couldn't take it....i left it in the garage...... i wonder who rode it next.....(deeper sigh)

boyfriend:

his name was Arnold! we shared lollipops and chewing gum and i cheated for him in tests!!! and yes.... we were in love... for all of 3 weeks ha ha!

real love:

Gibran Khalil Gibran! this man made me love books and poetry and wise sayings.....he educated me! cheered me up when i was down... made me work when i was lazy..and he still gives me hope every day.... hope in love, joy, laughter, in people, and in life itself... if you  don't know him... look him up...and prepare to be blown away!

song:

it was about how i hated bathing after playing in grass...went something like.

"water and grass...no no no

i will play in the grass no more more more

even dettol liquid wont help you no

if you play in the grass you will scratch until you are sore"

i was very pleased with myself by the way..

with that ...i come to the end of yet another first......! but this wont be the last you will hear

from number 27 sunshine avenue!