Sunday, 7 June 2009

Janith + Rafael Campero - 12 months and still both alive!


Hey guys

Congratulations on making it to one year and still not having hurt each other in any nasty way :)

You own a house, you have a baby, what more could you want? What's that? Another baby??

Well done guys - we recall with great fondness that special wedding day, and I seem to have a knack of screwing up *something* whenever I MC - for your wedding it was the distinct honour of being the first friend to see Janith in her wedding dress, arriving at the chapel moments before going in, and when she said "hi Bryan", I replied with "when must they play the music?" instead of saying something gentle and reassuring, or at least complimentary :) ... ah well...

Saturday, 6 June 2009

Where's all the coloured folk at?

Welcome weekend! We've missed you so!

This is the official final pre-30's Saturday and Sunday that Katherine will ever have (unless she manages to discover the trick to stopping time. Somehow spinning herself anti-clockwise every evening hasn't managed to achieve anything for her so far apart from some weird dizziness and vertigo).

In the morning we planned to take my mom to the HCA fair, but I received a sleep-disrupting phone call at 7am from her saying she was sick, so Kat and I went up at about 11am on our own.

It was really busy, but the one thing that stood out to me was the fact that it was like a whites-only Christian convention*, very similar to the Mighty Mens Conference*. It's crazy that I'd still notice that sort of thing, but it was glaringly obvious in the crowd of three or four thousand.

At any rate, it was fun to walk around and check out what was on offer. We bumped into Shane James and otherwise remained fairly anonymous. I did this game called tombola and "won" R5's worth of orange Cheetahs crocs, and Kat "won" R5's worth of SA rugby crocs (so jealous!). It was fun, but I think the people running it enjoyed it more than we did. They loved having adults participating. How it works? You use a finger (any finger) and point at a random card and then they dig up a prize from the box with the corresponding card. Tough huh?

The rest of the evening was spent watching rugby, eating fruit salad, lasagne, salad, pies, chips, and drinking fruit juice.

I highly recommend the classic strawberry mix from Woolworths!!

*obviously this was not the planners' intention

Wednesday, 3 June 2009

The Perfect Pizza ... Plan

Aah... Wood-fired Pizza Perfect - the perfect end to the perfect evening, resulting in me proposing to my wife, the perfect and prime plot to pig out on pizza. Permit me to provide you, dear reader, with the precise playing out of our ploy to present ourselves with a piece-meal path to partaking in a particularly regular Italian-produced meal.

What precisely is the plan, people may ask?

Primarily, the plan is to pick pizze (that's the correct Italian plural for pizza) from the list in priority, from top to bottom, one at a time. The reason? Why not! It may take us a few years, and we may never get to indulge in the entire menu, but it's a fun plan, and who knows - maybe we'll win something more than just a peculiar portion of pride from persevering with our private challenge :)

We aren't Pizza Perfect pundits by any stretch of the imaginaton, and pizza isn't in predominant provision in our premises, but in light of our desires to do memorable and exciting things, this is placed right up there with playing piano and planting potatoes!

One thing I am certain of - it certainly will lead to more peaceful picking of pizze in-store, and the precision with which we shall purchase our pastry will present the other patrons with paralysing and petrifying pressure to pick their pasta post-haste.

We don't eat much pizza normally, but this year alone we've purchased three perfect pizza meals so it may prove to be practical for our continued patronage, although we must certainly pace ourselves and prepare to pack some leftovers for work the next day. The placing of the orders is one thing, but the paying for all the pizze could reach in excess of R1,000! The pair of us will pursue this palatable challenge with vigour while also pursuing princely principals of prudence.

Please, I must place emphasis on the fact that this preliminary proposal is our intellectual property!

Some may feel that this is a peculiar and perilous (particularly pathetic) paltry pass at achieving some epithets of grandeur. I can assure those that feel this way, that we are doing this only for a bit of fun, and not any degree of over-indulgence!

To pacify all you eager readers, I'll present the progress of our peerless ploy online and include the link in an update. Please, plagiarism is not permitted and anyone purported to be poaching, will be presented to the police. Until then, please be patient while our peachy plan pans out...

PEACE!