Friday, June 29, 2007

smile, cos jesus loves you!

Feeling better.

Ten reasons:

1)This afternoon I'm going on a trout fishing expedition for the weekend with Moogs, Big T and a whole other crew, mostly men. I love trout and I love men. What's not to like? Dullstroom, fireplaces, a lodge, red wine. And most importantly: a much-needed weekend away, which is clearly overdue.

2)Big T, to make me feel better, bless his little cotton thermal vest, without my knowledge, made a Facebook fan group of my legs. I'm both flattered and extremely embarrassed. Blushing, oh dear Lord. Mostly because he could've set me up for a fall, which obviously wasn't his intention.

3)It's Friday. Thank the baby Jesus and his mighty flock.

4)I got some lovely 'just to cheer you up' emails yesterday. I want to marry all of you. ('Cept am not getting married – like ever - but you know what I mean.)

5)I have red nails, black hair and new clothes. I wanted to go out last night, but after prettying myself up, didn't end up going. Am seriously annoyed. OK that isn't a positive. But I did dream last night that C got married and I attended the wedding service topless.

6)It's the Durban July next week. May I arrive in Durban with a bang, create mayhem and destruction, and then quietly depart once I have discarded my name on Greyville Race Course. Are Durban boys horny?

7)I am not starving, nor am I a prostitute, nor do I have syphilis. One has to look at context – and consider every positive - when one has an I'm Not Coping attack.

8)I don't wear crimpolene. (....)

9)Business should start to roll next week. I'm both terrified and excited in starting to get this thing on track.

10) I will catch a fish. The last time I cast a rod was when I was 12, and all I got was a pond weed, but wha-eva. This time I will be surrounded and mentored by [male] professionals. Tight lines and good times.


Anonymous said...

11) We're not Lynette

Peas on Toast said...

Anon - and whose Lynette?

Betenoir said...

yeah? who's Lynette? I'm totally confused. Is she a bitch? is she having a run of bad luck? Is she a character in egoli?

anon, are you lynette? is this a cry for help?


...I had 3 cups of coffee this morning.

Peas on Toast said...

Bete - ok step away from the coffee machine my friend.
Although - my interest picques....who is this Lynette this Anonymous speaks of?

Myabe it's Lynette from Desperate Housewives?

Chester Pillow said...

Guys and fishing, hmmmmm!
Have fun Pea's! Looking forward to C's topless wedding, he he. %)

Peas on Toast said...

Thanks Ches! I know, she freaked out completely when I told her. :)

Leigh-Anne said...

Hey Peas! Glad you're feeling better! Was a teensy bit shocked to see your post this morning, because it's so similar to mine.

Or am I projecting again?

Oh well, basically life threw me a bit of a curveball, and I tried to cheer myself up.

Anyhoooooo, I'm very glad you're feeling better!

And I just know you're going to have an absolutely fabulous weekend!

Peas on Toast said...

Hi Leigh-Anne!
I'm also glad you're feeling a bit better my dear. I hat feeling like the world's about to end, so I suppose the best way is to plod on, eh?

Hope you have a fantastic weekend too babe. xx

Chester Pillow said...

About the wedding, or being topless?

Peas on Toast said...

Ches - I don't think she cared less whether I was topless. :) But she cared that she was getting hitched, and she definitely cared about the fact she was wearing this hideous marshmallow meringue dress...;)

Anonymous said...

Yes, yes Peas Lynette on Despearte Housewives... all the talk about marriage or lack there of... and how poeple might find themselves celebrating their 9th anniversary.. thank heavens... Reason No. 11, we're not Lynette

Chester Pillow said...

Aaaaaa, meringue dress...Nightmare!
Even little baby would frown on that!

capdog said...

Coming to Durban? See you at the July! Drop me a mail! ;)

Peas on Toast said...

Anon - oh yes, thank heavens we're not Lynette! I mean, she has like four kids as well. Nightmare!

Chester - correct :)

Capdog - hmmmmm, I'll make it your challenge to find me - you up for the game? ;)

jesus said...

Indeed I do and I forgive all the trespasses you will most certainly commit this weekend.

Peas on Toast said...

Well Jesus, thank you very much. You're a party animal at heart :)

PS: Satan once posted a comment up here - do you guys write on each other's blogs?

Spencer Eggworth said...

Dullstroom eh?


Poor bloody fish...Well. if I hear the word "Poen" mentioned over the pond I'll know who it is : )

kyknoord said...

Are Durban boys horny? That's like asking, "does Kevin want us all to die in a fire?" Have a good time. Those waders are *so* sexy.

Leigh-Anne said...

Peas, you and Chad just made my day...

I can't stop smiling now!

You are both such darlings!

Kisses to Chad, and hope you have a good weekend!

jesus said...

Nah, just started blogging. *sigh* Satan's always one step ahead of me, that wily old rascal!

Peas on Toast said...

Spence - hmmm, so I'll see you out in your waders (the same one's Kyk finds so sexy) with you rod! Look out for for the poens! :)

Kyk - maybe they're so horny they start their own fires? Like twisted firestarter?

Leigh-anne - bless your little heart, he send you a huge shout out! :)

Jesus - bummer dude :)

Revolving Credit said...

Is this fishing trip with the boys meant to be your engagement party??

Peas on Toast said...

Hahaha - the romance....a fish smell...waders...and water...rough and tumble with the boys (not that of rough and tumble, sorry Rev!)...I'm a lucky fiancee, aren't I?

Revolving Credit said...

You're sooo going to spend the weekend gutting fish and chopping wood while they fish!!

Also substitue tequila for brandy and coke!!

The pic that Big T posted of your legs for the F/B group, were you waering waders???

Peas on Toast said...

Rev - nay, nay. They got another thing coming if they think I'm chopping wood. I'll be sitting in front of a fire tonight, cradling a bottle of merlot, thank you very much! :)

Some call my shoes waders, others call them stilettos.