Wolke vol emosies

Kissing Scenes from the Movies

Soen my

Soen my met my slaapspookasem
En jou sluimerspoeg
Verlei my met jou lenige luigelêde lyf
Vry my met jou murgbelaaide pype
Hou my vas en hou my styf

Sien jy my slaapgesusde oë en my droomgevulde mond?
My palm op jou rug se naat, jou kuit teen my sool se voet?
Kyk my moeggesluimerde arms, my rusgekreukelde skouers
Voel my gaapgeplooide, oggendgloeiende goed

Plooitjies papille pupille spleetjies
Holtetjies bultjies rondinkies
Hobbeltjies halfmaantjies knobbeltjies
Groefies skaniertjies skroefies maniertjies
Buigies en voutjies grepies strepies
Haartjies en aartjies en oksels en kuiltjies
En are en lyne en kontoere en gladdes en skewes en soepel en sag
En warm en lenig en… en…. En…. En…
En…

Vers vir Jou

ek bou vir jou ‘n huisie
van sandsteen son en skalie
ek plant vir jou ‘n wilgerboom
wat wolffluitlange skadu’s maak
ek dors vir jou ‘n riviertjie uit die aarde
waarin paddas moederlik grom
ek plaas vir jou ‘n paar vet kuikens
en cuddlesome katjies op die werf
ek brei ‘n voetmatjie om te lê
voor die riempiestoel wat ek vir jou gevleg het
ek vra die wolke
om die blou lug plek-plek melkwit af te werk
ek gooi die damme vol water
sodat ons kinderlik kaal daarin kan baljaar
ek versamel stronke vir jou stofie
sodat ons koffiewater lekker warm kan stoom
ek brei vir jou ‘n matrasveerbedjie
waarop ons nagtelank bymekaar kan doeks
ek sit sterk vensters in die mure
om tokkelossie buite te laat bly

dit alles doen ek net vir jou
omdat ek vreeslik baie van jou hou

Verlange na Iemand Onbekend..

Volg my treurlied oor die see
antwoord my roepstem
wanneer ek in eensaamheid
na jou smag en jou gesig wil sien

deur diepe waters van depressie
het ons gespartel
om dit te ontdek en te bewaar wat
ons s’n is
waarop ons beslag lê in ons drome
en vir ewig onder ons kussings bewaar

in my swaar gemoed draal ’n eensame siel
en in verdriet en pyn is daar net ’n paar
sake wat vir my sin maak en my vertroos
God is naby en jy is ver
ek smag daarna om net weer jou stem te hoor
fluister in my oor en vertel vir my dat alles
pluis is, want woorde van swaarkry en verdriet
is te algemeen en te wyd versprei oor onse
lewens

stuur vir my ’n spierwit duif oor die see
met ’n boodskappie toegedraai in ’n lint
hy sal veilig land en die roofdiere sal hom
nie verslind
ek stuur my liefde oor die see
en van jou kom…

…geen respons

Marie Claire - Naked Issue 2009

It's that time of the year again when South African celebrities dare to go bare for charity.

"We organise the Naked feature every year to raise funds for a worthy cause," Seton Vermaak, PRO of Associated Magazines, told News24 in Cape Town.

"This year the campaign protests against the high incidence of rape in this country and will raise funds for Rape Crisis," he said.

"The public will get a chance to bid for their favourite portrait and all the proceeds will go to the Rape Crisis/SafeSpace project."

Mickey Rourke's very memorable Golden Globe Speech

...

I don't really want to stop...
Running my hands from your neck to your chest...
I could try hours finding new ways to be awed each minute by you...

Must see movie...Revolutionary Road..

How do you break free without breaking apart?

April and Frank Wheeler are a young, thriving couple living with their two children in a Connecticut suburb in the mid-1950s. Their self-assured exterior masks a creeping frustration at their inability to feel fulfilled in their relationships or careers. Frank is mired in a well-paying but boring office job, and April is a housewife still mourning the demise of her hoped-for acting career. Determined to identify themselves as superior to the mediocre sprawl of suburbanites who surround them, they decide to move to France where they will be better able to develop their true artistic sensibilities, free of the consumerist demands of capitalist America. As their relationship deteriorates into an endless cycle of squabbling, jealousy and recriminations, their trip and their dreams of self-fulfillment are thrown into jeopardy.

How to say: I Love You

Fame vs. Success

Aangename kennis ek is Lorinda Voges, ken jy my?

2008 was ‘n jaar vol aanpassings, groei pyne asook baie uitdagings.
Een van die grootste uitdagings was om die volgende lewensles te leer en te besef dat jy nie jouself in iemand of in enige iets kan verloor nie.
Dis so maklik om verward te raak oor jou identiteit in die industrie wat ek werk.
Dit was ‘n moelike jaar maar ook een van die mees vormste jare wat ek kon beleef.

Ek het geleer mense glo en sien net wat hulle wil. Hulle skets ‘n prentjie in hulle kop van wat reg en verkeerd is sommer om die waarheid eintlik te ken of om hulle self die guns te doen om iemand regtig te leer ken. Ek is baie keer self skuldig aan die slegte kwaliteit.

Ek dink die grootste les wat ek geleer het is dat die sogenaamde bekende mense in die land dood normaal is nes ek en jy. Dit het regtig baie ‘ontmoetings’ met baie bekendes gevat wat vir my die volgende wysheid openbaar het:
Ek gee nie om wie jy is, wat jy doen vir ‘n lewe of wie jy ken nie.
Ek wil by jou weet: Ek wil weet waarmee hou jy jouself besig, wat is jou hartsverlange en of jy die kans sal vat om op die tyd van jou lewe nog jou drome te verwerklik en nie ander mense sin nie?

Kom ons sit die bullshit agter ons en wees eerlik dat met kennismaking of selfs die beeld wat die media en die pers van jou skep, is jou gesig merendeels die beriggaming van wie en wat jy is. Mense kyk daarna en som jou daarvolgens op. Tweedens is dit oor wat jy doen vir ‘n lewe.

Die vermaaklikheids wereld is genadeloos, dit het ek net weer besef. Dit vra jou nie hoe oud jy is, hoe hard jy werk of jy ‘n plek in die limelight verdien nie. Dit gooi jou in die diep kant in en dan moet jy swem of anders verdrink jy.
Ek werk al 5 jaar in die bedryf. Miskien werk ek nie elke dag met egoistiese supersterre nie, maar ek werk met mense wat geld honger is, met dronk varke en seksualiteit elke dag van my lewe.
As ek nie die keuse gemaak het 4 jaar terug om “balls” te kry nie, so ek dalk vandag ook al seker na die bottle gegryp het vir ‘n antwoorde na my soekende vrae na die sin van die lewe.

Ek dink die sterkte wat ek soms binne in my vind het alles te doen met die opvoeding wat ek gehad het. Ek moet bieg. Ek het ‘n baie sterk ma. Sy is ongetwyfeld die sterkste mens wat ek ken.
Sy het kultuur, respek, God en ‘n goeie naam op my afgedwing.
Dis die goed wat my dra as ek voel die besige en soms doellose gejaagd na alles haal my in.
Dit het my geleer om plat op die aarde te bly en altyd ander mense in ag te neem.
Ek is dankbaar vir dit en ek weet ek sal my kinders dieselfde leer eendag (dis nou as ek besluit om te trou)

Ek wonder ook baie. Ek wonder oor of alles wat mens doen in jou beroep regtig die moeite werd is.
Marlyn Monroe het gese: “ A career is wonderful, but you cant curl up with it on a cold night”
Nou sal jy my dalk vra: “ Wat is jou hartsbegeerte Lorinda?”
Moenie nou lag nie: Ek wil net ‘n ma wees. Dis wat my droom was nog altyd.
Maar nou is nie die tyd nie. Ek moet nog eers ‘n pad met myself loop.
En om eerlik te wees, ek het nog nie iemand ontmoet wat ek die titel as “pa-van-my-kinders” wil gee nie.

Kom ons kom terug oor die rede hoekom ek juis besluit het om die lange blog te skryf – ‘fame vs. success”
Egos. Dis ‘n lelik ding.
Mens moet al die sterre se egos altyd streel en kom ek wees eerlik, ek streel niemand nie!
Vir my is jy as ‘n ster, nes ek. ‘n Doodgewone mens!
Meeste van die tyd is dit die sterre met die verskuilde agendas en dan speel hulle victim en blameer die media.
As jy nie in die media se oog wil wees nie, wees dan ‘n doodgewone mens, maar moet hulle nie blameer vir jou problem nie.
Ok, kom ek “pause” gou by die media. Ek verpes sensasie.
Ek verpes oneerlikheid vir die vermaak van ander mense – jy het geen idée nie!
Miskien omdat mense wat in die media al soveel keer ontbloot is vir die verkoop van tydskrifte en koerante sonder om regtig hulle kant van die storie te stel.

2009 gaan ‘n wonderlike jaar wees – dit weet ek.
Ek weet dit want ek weet dat daar goed uit die swaar kom.
Ek weet dat al verstaan ek nie altyd hoekom sekere goed gebeur nie of hoekom as ek iets so graag wil he, dit nie na my pad toe kom nie, ek weet dat daarin ook ‘n lewensles is.
Ek weet dat ten spyte van die beroep waarin ek is, ek myself soms met ander mense moet deel, maar ek nie van myself moet vergeet nie.

So, dis my siening. Wat dink jy?

Respect vs. Fame

People respect you because they feel you've survived hard times and endured, and although you've become famous, you haven't become phony.

W Magazine - Christy Turlington Burns - January 2009

Still super after all these years, Christy Turlington Burns—who turns 40 in January—shows off her iconic beauty in asymmetrical looks with an off-center charm in the January 2009 issue of W Magazine

To be Brad Pitt

To be Brad Pitt is to know the bowels of hotels: the hidden mazes of back entrances, subterranean passages and service elevators daily trudged by housekeepers and room service waiters—and sometimes traveled by a VIP guest who needs secret conveyance to his suite.

For you this summer night - 7 Jan 2009

This summer night is like a perfection of thought....

Trouble

"Expect trouble as an inevitable part of life, and when it comes, hold your head high, look it quarely in the eye and say, 'I will be bigger than you. You cannot defeat me.'"

Kings of Leon - Sex on Fire

Sex on Fire" is the first single of Kings of Leon's fourth studio album Only by the Night. The song gave Kings of Leon their first number one single in Australia, Finland, Ireland and United Kingdom, charting at the top-spot in the UK singles chart on digital downloads alone, before its physical release. It has also gained significant popularity in the United States, reaching #1 on the Hot Modern Rock Tracks chart and #56 on the Billboard Hot 100, making it their highest charting song in their homeland on both charts. Along with all of these achievements, in 2008, the song earned the band their first Grammy nominations; the song was nominated for Best Rock Song and Best Rock Vocal Performance by a Duo or Group. In addition, the album earned a nomination for Best Rock Album. Channel V Australia named the song as the 3rd biggest hit of 2008.

Name - Goo Goo Dolls

This was the Goo Goo Dolls' first hit.
It is one of my current "all time favorite songs"
Many people have various interpretations of what the real meaning of this song is and why John Rzeznik wrote it.
To me it means the following:
It is about someone that has lost themselves somewhere along the lines.
Perhaps it reflects my current view on "celebrities" in our country.
In "Name", the line "did you get to be a star" stands out to me especially because i feel many people loose their own identity by trying to be the figment of someone else's imagination.

Paul Clark Presents: Black & White

Deurmekaar

Ek kom op liedjie af in die middel van Desember vakansie 2008.
My kop raas, alles skommel asof ek besig is om 'n milkshake te maak van gedagtes so kaal..
Ek dink..........ek is deurmekaar.... ek wil jou voel........ek wil by jou wees.
Ons praat dieselfde taal, ek ken jou naam voor hulle dit kon skreeu van die dakke af.
Jou siel, ek sien dit voor my, ek wil dit aanraak.........ek is deurmekaar...

Ek het geloop sonder om te groet
Ek wil jou bel ek wonder of ek moet
Ek weet jy dink ekt jou verniel
Ek het jou lief met my hart en siel

Ek het geloop sonder om te groet
En clean breaks is tien teen een goed
En ek sit hier op die lang pad
Soos soveel kere vantevoor
En iewers langs die highway het ek my beste pel verloor

Ek ken jou lyf
Ek ken jou taal
Ek ken jou goed
Ek ken jou kaal
Ons het opgestaan
Ons het weer geval
Die herinneringe maak my mal
Die fights verby
Die vuurs geblus
Die storm het bedaar
Als is fine
Ek voel so deurmekaar

Ek het geloop sonder om te groet
Jys nog altyd een wat net praat wanneer hy moet
As ek kon sing en minder se
Sal jy ook beter weet wat ek nodig het.

Jy wonder of hulle jou sal ken so ek destyds.....
die eerste keer toe ek my kry, toe stap jy woordeloos deur my verby......van die dag toe jy daar staan......in die middel van die kamer...........jy het my toe al gehad........by HELLO.
Die herinneringe.....dit maak my mal!
Ek vra jou, bly by my.........

Say - John Mayer

Poem on Christmas Day

She looks at the world
through eyes of kindness
Her hair glistens with the brilliant glow of stars
Her face reflecting certainty and expectation
Faith and hope turns always to the light.

And her lips touch our souls with kisses
too sweet to remember without tears of joy
She stands cloaked in warmth and tenderness
and mystery
She is love, precious love
to the fortunate she comes once,
but never again
so guard her with every strength in you
never let her go

Secret Garden - Bruce Springsteen

She'll let you in her house
If you come knockin' late at night
She'll let you in her mouth
If the words you say are right
If you pay the price
She'll let you deep inside
There's a secret garden she hides

She'll let you in her car
To go drivin' 'round
She'll let you into the parts of herself
That'll bring you down
She'll let you in her heart
If you got a hammer and a vise
But into her secret garden, don't think twice

You've gone a million miles
How far'd you get
To that place where you can't remember
And you can't forget

She'll lead you down a path
There'll be tenderness in the air
She'll let you come just far enough
So you know she's really there
And she'll look at you and smile
And her eyes will say
She's got a secret garden
Where everything you want
Where everything you need
Will always stay a million miles away

You had me at "hello"

Britney Spear's Holiday Wishes

Britney Spears gives fans a holiday message video saying: “I want to wish everybody out there a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. And I want to thank all of my fans for making my album, Circus, No. 1.” Britney Spears’ video was posted on her official website on Tuesday.

Jennifer Aniston - GQ January 2009

Jennifer Aniston is pulling out all the tricks while promoting Marley & Me and not holding back has never looked so good. As one of the most fit celebs of '08, Aniston shows off her body as a wonderland as well as some pretty hilarious quotes about you know who in the January issue of GQ. Here's more:

On Mayer: "I am not having his baby. And I have not popped the question.... Honestly, did not know much about him before I met him. I'd heard ... you know, uh 'Your Body' – that song. But what I can say is that I had no idea what an extraordinary musician he is. And it's just great to sit and be witness to that. It's kind of like, Whoa!"

On Angelina's falling in love comment: "Well, you know, that was definitely a confirmation for me of something that wasn't quite confirmed at the time. But listen... You sit there and you... No. No daggers through the heart. I laugh. Am I surprised? Well, how do I say this?... Considering the source, nothing surprises me."

It's all your fault - Pink

I conjure up the thought of being gone
But I'd probably even do that wrong
I try to think about which way
Would I be able to and would I be afraid

Cause oh I'm bleeding out inside
Oh I don't even mind (Yeah)

It's all your fault
You called me beautiful
You turned me out
And now I can't turn back
I hold my breath
Because you were perfect
But I'm running out of air
And it's not fair

Da da dada da dada da
Da dadadadadada da dadadadadada

I'm trying to figure out what else to say (What else could I say)
To make you turn around and come back this way (Would you just come back this way)
I feel like we could be really awesome together
So make up your mind cause it's now or never (Oh)
It's all your fault
You called me beautiful
You turned me out
And now I can't turn back
I hold my breath
Because you were perfect
But I'm running out of air
And it's not fair

I would never pull the trigger
But I've cried wolf a thousand times
I wish you could
Feel as bad as I do
I have lost my mind

It's all your fault
You called me beautiful
You turned me out
And now I can't turn back
I hold (I hold) my breath (My breath)
Because you were perfect
But I'm running out of air (Running out of air)
And it's not fair

(Oh yeah
It's all your fault)

I hold my breath
Because you were perfect
But I'm running out of air
And it's not (It's not) fair

Fall for you

My Gunsteling Afrikaanse Liedtjie

Maybe

Maybe. . we were supposed to meet the
wrong people before meeting the right
one so that, when we finally meet the
right person, we will know how to be
grateful for that gift.

Maybe . . . when the door of happiness
closes, another opens; but, often
times, we look so long at the closed
door that we don't even see the new
one which has been opened for us.

Maybe .. . . it is true that we don't
know what we have until we lose it,
but it is also true that we don't know
what we have been missing until it
arrives.

Maybe . . . the happiest of people
don't necessarily have the best of
everything; they just make the most of
everything that comes along their way.

Maybe . . . the brightest future will
always be based on a forgotten past;
after all, you can't go on
successfully in life until you let go
of your past mistakes, failures and
heartaches.

Maybe . . . you should dream what you
want to dream; go where you want to
go, be what you want to be, because
you have only one life and one chance
to do all the things you dream of, and
want to do.

Maybe . . . there are moments in life
when you miss someone -- a parent, a
spouse, a friend, a child -- so much
that you just want to pick them from
your dreams and hug them for real, so
that once they are around you
appreciate them more.

Maybe . . . the best kind of friend is
the kind you can sit on a porch and
swing with, never say a word, and then
walk away feeling like it was the best
conversation you've ever had.

Maybe . . you should always try to put
yourself in others' shoes. If you feel
that something could hurt you, it
probably will hurt the other person,
too.

Maybe . . you should do something nice
for someone every single day, even if
it is simply to leave them alone.

Maybe giving someone all your love
is never an assurance that they will
love you back. Don't expect love in
return; just wait for it to grow in
their heart; but, if it doesn't, be
content that it grew in yours.

Maybe . . . happiness waits for all
those who cry, all those who hurt, all
those who have searched, and all those
who have tried, for only they can
appreciate the importance of ll the
people who have touched their lves.

Maybe . . . you shouldn't go for
looks; they can deceive; don't go for
wealth; even that fades away. Go for
someone who makes you smile, because
it takes only a smile to make a dark
day seem bright. Find the one that
makes your heart smile.

Maybe . . you should hope for enough
happiness to make you sweet, enough
trials to make you strong, enough
sorrow to keep you human, and enough
hope to make you happy

Maybe . . . you should try to live
your life to the fullest because when
you were born, you were crying and
everyone around you was smiling but
when you die, you can be the one who
is smiling and everyone around you
crying..

Running with wild horses

Referring to one of my favorite songs - Wild Horses by Natasha Bedingfield.
I want to be able to love freely and recklessly and be myself, both without holding back or worrying about the consequences, in the same way that wild horses run free and recklessly, never worrying about where they'll end up or what they're leaving behind.
I want to feel free and confident in my life and with love...

Soulmates - by Madonna

There's no such thing as the perfect soulmate. If you meet someone and you think they perfect, you better run as fast as you can in the other direction cause your soul mate is the person that pushes all your buttons, pisses you off on a regular basis and makes you face your shit. It's not easy having a good marriage, but you don't want easy. Easy doesn't make you grow. Easy doesn't make you think.

Favorite Nip/Tuck Moment - Great Advise!

"Never give a girl your number.
Always take hers. Keeps you in control.
And no American cars. German, Italian...
or the occasional English.
Treat yourself to a barber-shop shave once a month.
Take a beautiful girl to Florence and eat at Enoteca.
Talk to Marino. He'll take care of you.
Tell him you're my son.
Don't take any crap off anyone.
You're better than that.
Try to be good to people.
Never get too jaded to care.
Remember me."

My Favorite TV Show - Nip/Tuck

If you haven't seen Nip/Tuck ever before, I would strongly suggest starting from the first season. It's an unequaled masterpiece which sadly even the writers of said show themselves haven't been able to duplicate and these were no ordinary two-cent hacks but the geniuses...genii(?)...very smart people who came up with the idea of coke mules smuggling their stash in breast implants.

Nip/Tuck Season 3 now every night on SABC 3 after the 10pm news

Michael Thompson Photoshoot - Angelina Jolie Allure Magazine

I Dream of You

I am up awake tonight
Wondering what you are up to.
Are you awake too?
Or are you sleeping tight?

If you are asleep
What do you dream off?
I know I dream of you ….
Even when I am awake.

You are in my mind
Never go away
Let me have you near
And dream about you night and day.

Sometimes I wish
I could make everyone disappear
Leave you and me alone.
So I can look into your lovely eyes
Forever day and night

Everyone seems to get what thy want
And I often wonder
Where’s mine?

Emotions

Frustration held under
the bubbling
coming up slow and
molten
a gentle fire
licks the cauldron
of the mind
carefully sticks of memory
stir and stir
stir and stir
what lies suspended
within
the dense emotion
gradually heated
working towards a point
beyond which
only a boiling overflow
is next.

Needing Places

I need loneliness

like an empty table

stationed in a dusty room,

No need to pull out a chair.

Michelle - My friend with wings

Like a smile on a string
you pull me near
with sweet reflection
and wonderous delight
making me feel seen
and heard
and understood
with friends like these
who needs angels?
or perhaps the better question is
how do they not know
that they are sporting wings?

Summer Poem

the sky’s milk white
my hands around my coffee cup
–my little hands and dirty nails,
the days are longer
and I not quite as strong
as when ice glazed my world.
I count the days in pairs of pantyhose
and I still cross the streets with care
you see, for me it’s still May.

but darling,
there is no consolation,
only ashes from my cigarette,
the stars look burned
the amethyst sunset’s nothing for me.
the world a lonely carousel,
again I’m unprepared.
all I want is stronger flesh,
instead I have a series of
serrations against the wall of myself
and what I feel
unraveling

Miss Independent - That is me!

Victoria Beckham - Allure Magazine

Victoria Beckham

Allure December Issue - Scarlet

At her cover shoot with Tom Munro in New York City, Scarlett Johansson steamed up the set.
But Allure cleverly managed to keep her from overheating under the studio lights—by dressing her in lingerie.

"I always wanted to get married and have kids. I just never had any preconceived idea about what that would be like," says Johansson, who married actor Ryan Reynolds, 32, this past September. "Some girls have envisioned their whole wedding forever. My life seems to be happening naturally." But Johnansson is cooler when asked how she and Reynolds met. "Nobody knows. It's private. It's our story," says the actress.

This Little Piggy Went to Prada

A collection of twenty-one irreverent nursery rhymes, This Little Piggy went to Prada is a delight.

Written by Amy Allen who says that she was inspired to write the book because of her innate inability to “relate to pease pudding and attempts at talking fashion with a gurgling newborn.”

All I know is all I want is one of these:
“I had a little shoe tree nothing would it bear but
Manolo Blahniks and Vintage Tattinger.”

Rumours / Gossip

I read this interesting story about Gossip the other day:

A woman repeated a bit of gossip about a neighbor.

Within a few days the whole community knew the story. The person it concerned was deeply hurt and offended. Later the woman responsible for spreading the rumor learned that it was completely untrue. She was very sorry and went to a wise old sage to find out what she could do to repair the damage.

"Go to the marketplace," he said, "and purchase a chicken, and have it killed. Then on your way home, pluck its feathers and drop them one by one along the road." Although surprised by this advice, the woman did what she was told.

The next day the wise man said, "Now go and collect all those feathers you dropped yesterday and bring them back to me."

The woman followed the same road, but to her dismay, the wind had blown the feathers all away. After searching for hours, she returned with only three in her hand. "You see," said the old sage, "it's easy to drop them, but it's impossible to get them back. So it is with gossip. It doesn't take much to spread a rumor, but once you do, you can never completely undo the wrong."

So what is gossip and why are we so willing to participate in it?

It is a sad truth that people cannot love you for just you, that they are easily persuaded to believe anything, & enjoy participating in the story line of a good bit of gossip.

I think it is a matter of self love actually.

If you don't love yourself, how is it possible to love another human being for who they are?

So anything that people do affects you and threatens you.

There is a saying: "People talk about you and bring you down because they cannot be at the level you are, so they need to bring you down to their level"

I sit here saddened as I think of times when I have been shamed before the ones I love & those who are suppose to know my heart.

Yes, I have cried in secret & died inside to a level of joy & trust I once felt.

If I could change one thing in this world, it would be this...

It is true that some things are better left unsaid.

That you really do need to walk a mile in another mans shoes & that if you haven't got anything nice to say...don't say anything at all.

Spesial vir my pa op sy verjaarsdag

Op 21 November 2008 word my stiefpa 60 jaar oud.
Hy was nog altyd meer 'n pa vir my as my regte pa en baie naby aan my hart.

Die volgende is op hom opgedra:

Toe ek 'n klein dogtertjie was
Het ek geglo in kerse en gras
Feetjies en dwergies wat lag
Aan groen en oranje se vlag

Tog weet ek, ek is nie meer ses
Ek het nou weer groot geword
Agt en twintig op my lewens bord

Ek ken julle in my gebede
Dis waar ek myself kan vind in vrede
Grys het oor Pa se donker hare gekom
Selfs ek het 'n plooi wat my verstom

Maar tog weet ek wat sou ek ooit kon wees
As ek nie Pa gehad het was ek in vrees
Pa is altyd lief vir my
En daarteen sal ek nooit kan stry

Pa en Ma my lewens wysheid het julle my geleer
Om nie altyd te baklei maar om vrede te kies bo seer
Om eendag self 'n ma te wees
En dat mooi dieper le as vlees

Vandag kan ek net dankie se
Vir julle liefde en raad voor my gele
Dankie Pa vir wie jy is
My held so veraltyd beslis

Baie geluk met Pa se 60ste verjaarsdag!
Geniet die dag baie

Al my liefde
Lorinda
xxx

Men are from Mars....

My mom said the only reason men are alive is for lawn care and vehicle maintenance.

Marrying a man is like buying something you've been admiring for a long time in a shop window. You may love it when you get it home, but it doesn't always go with everything in the house.

Don't let a man put anything over on you except an umbrella.

Whether women are better than men I cannot say—but I can say they are certainly no worse.

A guy is a lump like a doughnut. So, first you gotta get rid of all the stuff his mom did to him. And then you gotta get rid of all that macho crap that they pick up from beer commercials. And then there's my personal favorite, the male ego.

You shouldn't be anyone special to me, Your just another guy. you shouldn't lead me on especially if it's a lie, one day it's love the next day it's done, you hurt me to much to be the one

Why did God create men? Because vibrators can't mow the lawn.

Just who will i be?

It just feels like the other day when i was thinking: "What do i want to be when i grow up?" because all my friends seemed sure about their futures. They wanted to be doctors, lawyers, teachers, politicians. Me, I didn’t have a clue.

I hated breaking it to myself, but i am already grown up.
This year it is exactly 10 years since i have matriculated - time certainly passed by quicker than i every could imagine!
My dreams are certainly not over yet, in fact, I just realized that I am still a work in progress and I am writing my next act now.

The past couple of weeks I had to think all over again: “What do I want to be when I am all grown up”

It wasn’t just “WHAT do I want to be when I’m grow up?” It was, “WHO will I be? WHO is the person I want to be? Who is the ME I’ll become? Who am I?”

I have realized that past year or so I have been defined by the work I am doing instead of the life I am living.
I have given 200% of my time to my work and in the process at times stopped living my dream, but who can blame me?
I have been given the opportunity to work for one of the most powerful brands in the world, but I have to ask myself the question – did the brand become too powerful for me?
With a combination of self-deprecation and chutzpah, I can describe myself as the consummate overachiever, a people-pleasing, legacy-carrying, perfection-seeking girl.

A couple of weeks I stood at a function and it suddenly became clear – I am being incarnated as someone I am totally not!
Standing still, I suddenly found the room spinning around me. I was awakened by fake smiles, flashing cameras and reality… this is not the life I intend to live!
I started asking who I am and who are my true friends?

You know, the say: “ Your are the same today than you will be in 5 years from now except for the people with whom you associate with and the books I read.”
I have been associated with many people throughout my life, but only a handful I can call my true friends.
It might seem that all I do is work, attend events, meet fabulous people and live the life, but I am so much more than that.
I wonder how many people know that I love simple things in life – like children, a home cooked meal from my mom, afternoon naps, experiencing new things, ice cream, reading, staying in my PJ’s the whole day in bed, listening, rains, the wonder of spring, crying, laugh until my belly hurts and just being normal – living a no fuzzed life?

I wonder how many people know that my greatest pleasure in life is to be around family and friends and that my biggest dream is to be a mom?

I wonder how many of us invest time in other people? Do you?
Did you know, the best thing you can do for anyone else is improve yourself: what I mean by this is simply this: if you improve yourself and make yourself a better person this will allow you to bring other people up with you and in return make them a better person?

There are most definitely more important things in life to worry about than what to wear next, who to impress best and what has been written about you in the stars.
Tonight I will be worrying about someone very important in my life; tonight I will be saying a prayer for my mom because tomorrow she might stand a chance in facing another big operation.
After my prayers I will be counting my blessings. I will not look at what is not, but at what is and be thankful for all that I have.
I have to ask myself again, who is this person I want to become and how to I want to enrich the lives of others around me?

I want to chase my dream and I want to make my dreams come true – that is the pursuit of happiness

RYK NEETHLING - Chasing the Dream

The story of Ryk Neethling is much more than the story of a triumphant sportsman. It is the story of a fiercely determined swimmer from Bloemfontein who overcame great odds – a near-drowning, social awkwardness and family tragedy – to become an Olympic champion. In this autobiography, Ryk tells of his travels to the US to pursue his Olympic dream; the experience of winning gold in Athens in 2004; the murky world of steroids in sport; his ongoing battle with the sport’s administrators; his struggles with his Afrikaner identity; and his rejection of a multimillion-dollar offer to swim for another country. The title will take the story up to the end of the 2008 Beijing Olympics, in which Ryk will become the only South African to compete in four successive Olympic Games.

Brad Pitt's Private Photos of Angelina Jolie

Angelina Jolie is on the cover of W Magazine and causing a bit of a stir. A candid photo, taken by walking sperm bank Brad Pitt, features Jolie breastfeeding one of her twins. Are you really surprised Angie is trumping the naked and pregnant celebrity mag covers? We are lucky Matthew McConaughey didn’t give it a whirl.

Inside the issue are the rest of the family photos which feature Angelina, Maddox and the twins. Shiloh was even let out of the cellar for a few photos. For more of the candid photos including Jolie pissed about eating a sandwich, check out W Magazine.

Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie....look at this!

Katie Holmes looks amazing

Dressed in a white tunic ensemble with black embroidery, which takes it inspiration from French clown Pierrot, Katie looks stunning and has clearly matured into a role as a Hollywood style icon.

And on the cover of fashion magazine In Style, the wife of Tom Cruise, and mother of 23-month-old Suri is seen in typically glamorous mode

Look who has grown up!

I always figured that Dakota Fanning would grow up to be a beautiful young lady, but who knew she'd be so fashionable?
Dakota showed up to the premiere of her newest movie, The Secret Life of Bees, wearing an adorable black strapless dress paired with purple t-strap heels.
One can never go wrong with a little black dress, and Dakota's manages to be both age appropriate and fashionably forward.
As fabulous as I think Dakota's dress is though, I think her shoes are my favorite part of the outfit.
The splash of color provided by her purple heels takes her look from safe to trendsetting.

My fabulous weekend in Sun City

I was very blessed and fortunate enough to spent this past weekend at Sun City.
For those of you that does not know, the 1st & 2nd weekend in October belongs to Huisgenoot's Skouspel.
Skouspel has become one of the highlights on the Afrikaans Music Calendar.

Emma and I waited for Michelle after Friday night's rehearsal and immediately made friends with the likes of Dozi, Theuns Jordaan, Bok van Blerk and the very famous Kurt Darren.
I was very suprized at how friendly and down to earth all of them were!
Emma and I had a blast partying with them on Friday night and had a slight headache Saturday morning.
It was just as well that we spent most of our day in the sun Saturday.
Check out some of my pictures on Facebook to see how the weekend went!