Today I have a strange yearning for tree frogs. I don't know how or why I just woke up thinking of them. Some of you will know what I mean - those sweet little white frogs that perch in the most ridiculous and hilarious places. And catch you unawares like a pop up book. That make you laugh out loud. They look like porcelain figurines. I always wanted to make a photographic book of all the silly places you’d find them. On the toilet roll, in the soap dish (seems to be their favourite place), on the lid of the whisky bottle, 5 in a row on top of the mirror (with one facing the other way), in your tea cup (careful when you pour your tea – I’ve done that before), in the door jamb (usually squashed and dried!). Day in day out they just stay there. Well obviously the squashed ones do, but the other too. (Door jamb – is that a word? You know what I mean).
(scuze me, just off for a pee)
Anyway, moving swiftly on…As you will have noticed I’m still alive! I DROVE in Jo’burg all on my own and didn’t get lost or end up in Pretoria or die or anything. I am veryvery proud of myself! It may not sound like a big deal but it is, believe me! My sister and her beau are in Durban, frolicking in the sunshine so I decided to bite the steering wheel and get out there. And here I still am. Drove to the gym and swam in their flash heated pool. Then to the shopping mall, wandered around and stared at all the people and all the things. It’s a thing I do.
Oh and a while ago my sister and I went to check out the birthing centre where I’ll be having the baby (insh’Allah. Hopefully it'll be there in 3 weeks time not tomorrow in the middle of the Brazil vs US soccer match I'm going to in Pretoria!). Its fab. (scuze me, just off for a pee) Like a hotel room, big double bed, bar fridge ('lets get WRECKED!'), huge bath, little garden attached to each room. Its brand new and when we went they were still hammering in the last nails and splashing on the last coat of paint. Made me feel strangely at home, like last minute camp building before the clients arrive. I’ve just heard that they delivered their first baby there so thankfully I won’t be the guinea pig.
I think I dreamed about guinea pigs last night
They’re funny creatures aren’t they?
A bit weird
And they smell peculiar
But I love the noises they make
Oh I met Mud the other day! What FUN! Of all my blogging mates I knew I’d really like her. None of her friends know she blogs (which I'm sometimes quite envious of!) so we decided I'd be a friend of a friend. Which is easier said than done. So when asked 'So how exactly do you two know each other again?' I just kept shtum and let Mud do the talking! I was glad it happened when we were both there and not when Mud had gone to the loo or something. 'Oh, umm, my uncle knows her grandmother' 'Oh thats weird, coz she said that her old school friend Jim used to date your sister' 'Oh THAT! Ha, yes ummm well my uncle IS Jim and my sister...ummmm. help!'.
I never had a pen pal at school (I was waaay to cool for that! Actually I tried. We all had to write to these French kids in Reunion, in French. My best friend had one and I was supposed to write to HIS best friend, which I did but he thought I was really weird (he told his best friend who told my best friend who told me!) and I thought he was really boring so it didn’t last long. Anyway, this is what I imagine it would be like if you met your real life pen pal. It was fun.
Oooh is that black cherry yoghurt I spy. Scuze me….
Where was I? Mud. Ah this probably deserves a post all on its own when I’m thinking straight but when is THAT gonna be? It was great. We went out to lunch and chatted like old chums. She came with her friend who went to university with and was mates with Johnny, an old friend, who I've written about before (whom?). How weird is that! And on that same day, after lunch, I went for a walk down my sister’s jacaranda lined street and bumped into an old friend from university. Funny old times. This day I was beaming.
Okay, enough of this now. Miranda, step away from the computer, you’re scaring all the nice people out there.