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Carpet Census Bin My Life 20 OCT 2011

Nice post title because it just rolls off the tongue when you say it out aloud, but actually it refers to three completely unrelated points that I’ve just happened to bundle all together because they all take place on the same day.

So let’s start with the carpet then shall we?

After noticing that Jessica is quite willing to stay on her tummy and flail around for longer the harder the surface she finds herself on, we yanked away all the protective cushioning and now let her roll around directly on the lounge carpet. Works pretty well except for the teeny weeny problem that our carpet is dirty. Very, very dirty.

It’s partly the cats fault, partly my disinterest in properly cleaning the bottom of my feet, and mostly because we only really yank the vacuum cleaner out every second month (if that), meaning that in addition to increasing Jessie’s tummy time, her immune system was probably also getting a good boost thanks to all the nasties down there.

Needless to say, we had to rectify the situation, and so we called upon Monty and Cheryl to come through for supper – and just maybe lug their fantastic Kirby vacuum cleaner along with them! ;)

Thankfully they accepted, and in amongst all the wine, tuna wraps, and ice-cream with strawberries, the Kirby proved yet again why it is by far the ultimate carpet cleaning machine! (Seriously, it looks like a brand new carpet, and achieving that with our carpet is an achievement to say the least!)

Anyway, at the same time, we also got added to the official SA stats, courtesy of Census 2011, with the arrival of a designated census worker outside my front gate during the afternoon. Being a little busy with work, I opted to take the form from her and fill it out on my own time before handing it back to her in the evening. So I dutifully did this, in pencil, and must congratulate her on having given me the correct estimate when I asked her how long I could expect this to take – she said 30 minutes and I did it in 30 minutes. (Shamefully, it would seem that everyone else that has done this, has done it in a far shorter period of time, so I’ll just put this done to being more dutiful than the rest then.)

On handing over the census back to the lady in the evening, Chantelle noticed that our black wheelie refuse bin hadn’t been returned yet, and after a cursory scan and chat to the complex maintenance guy, we were forced to assume that it had been pilfered from the herd. So off to the police station for a case number and a phone call to the municipality – 14 days to get a replacement one delivered, and at no cost to us, which is particularly nice to hear. Oh, and for now the rubbish placed in black bags will suffice for collection.

And with that, I have neatly concluded my Tuesday of Carpet Census Bin story, don’t you think?

Weekend in Review: Got Some Sun My Life 14 DEC 2009

Actually had quite a pleasant, relaxed weekend I must say, despite the fact that Chantelle was working of course! But because I don’t have oodles of time on my hands to craft yet another lengthy, graceful post, I’ll just cobble a quick summary together, shall I?


Friday evening was pretty much spent eating KFC, watching anime, playing Mirror’s Edge and tidying up the house a bit before Chantelle eventually got home much later in the evening. Saturday morning was wasted running around trying to source loose towel rail brackets to replace our now broken ones with absolutely no success (and more tidying up of the house of course), while Saturday afternoon was spent far more productively by taking part in our dojo’s karate marathon out in the sun on the old naval rugby field here in Gordon’s Bay. Saturday evening was spent in Bellville for a change, where I met up with Terrance, Karl and Ryan at Ryan’s new pad for a night of pizza, fifa and stupidity. Was lekker.

Sunday I pretty much wasted away the entire day inside (thanks to the freakishly strong wind that threatened to uproot anything and everything standing outside), so I found myself once more tidying up the house, playing loads of Mirror’s Edge, watching anime and scheduling tons and tons of blog posts on both CodeUnit and Rugged Rock. The evening (at last I see Chantelle again kind of thing), we sat down to eat supper together and watch a little of Vaatjie Sien Sy Gat and Rush Hour 3, before arising a letting Chantelle loose with the scissors on my unruly mane. Then she gave me a pedicure while I lay down reading comic books (don’t ask).

The end.

(A nice summary of the weekend’s happenings if I say so myself. Now at least you can’t say I don’t keep you up to speed mother dearest! – that’s addressed to both of you by the way! :P)

Weekend in Review: Sunday (14-16 March) My Life 17 MAR 2008

Evan GrangerChantelle arose early enough thanks to the fact that she needed to get ready for work and of course, being the concerned boyfriend that I am, I did my best to keep her in bed but sadly to no avail. So instead I got up as well, snuck in an early Easter egg from the little hamper mom had given us and set about waking up with a nice strong cup of coffee and some early morning TV.

With Chantelle eventually out of the flat, it was time to once more roll up my sleeves and dig into the mess that currently was the kitchen. Although we had got a good start in on the kitchen over the course of Saturday evening there was still a lot to accomplish, so I pretty much had to complete the “crap-pack” job by unpacking, wrapping and then moving all of Andrea’s junk out of the remaining cupboards and then set about restocking the cupboards with all of our crockery and cups that we had brought along – which meant I got EVEN more unwrapping to do. Oh the joy :(

Despite the job wearing on for more than a couple of hours, I stuck to the task at hand and eventually was rewarded when I stepped back and could actually see more than half of the counter top space, including our nice new shiny Russell Hobbes kettle and toaster in their full glory! Of course, this newfound visibility did come at a price, with the other side of the flat holding all of Andrea’s stuff threatening to burst its banks any minute now. Oh well, as long as I’m out of the flat before that happens! :)

With the last little tidying up bits and bobs done, it was time for me to start heading back, making my first stop the guest house in order to return Chantelle’s flat keys. On arrival she treated me to breakfast by preparing a fabulous toasted cheese and ham sandwich (more like a brunch by then to be honest) which I then supplemented by wangling one of the guesthouse’s muffins out from her iron-fisted grip. My goodbyes said and a “last touch” later, I was back on the road heading down to Ryan’s place.

While I was a bit tired and lethargic by the time I reached 3 Spolander Street, Ryan was the complete opposite, being a radiant bundle of energy as he bounced through the house after having seen Terrance’s Xbox 360 perform on both his TV and LCD monitor. With those two final tests complete and a lot of happy bouncing later, Ryan navigated straight to Kalahari.net and placed his order for one of these beasts (currently on a massive special), thereby welcoming him at last into the next generation of gaming. (If I wasn’t buying furniture and appliances at the moment, I might very well have joined him on this slippery slope mind you!)

Actually, the reason for being at Ryan’s place was in order to pick him up so that we could travel through to Dean’s place for a planned Sunday afternoon braai, though Dean’s place this time being not so much as his and Zania’s place but rather his mom’s house in Kraaifontein seeing as she was out on honeymoon having just been wed on Saturday! As they say, when the cat is away, the mice will play! And seeing as his mom does have such a nice house set up for entertaining guests, we simply could not turn this opportunity down!

We got there a little later than expected thanks to Claire arriving at mom’s place just as we were leaving, which was a little bit of bad timing as she had driven all the way through from Newlands just to pop in and say hi to Ryan. Of course, we did invite her with for the braai, but instead she shunned our offer and locked us outside so that she could play with the cats or something like that.

Seeing as Sunday was an absolutely stunning, heat-soaked day, I was more than pleased to find Dean in the pool when I arrived, meaning that I immediately pulled out my own swimming trunks and joined him, having had packed them in just in case such an emergency situation arose. It wasn’t more than a couple of minutes before Ryan and Evan joined us in the pool and as men will be men, we were soon tossing an oversized beach ball around while Ryan tried to drown me every time I wasn’t looking. Sneaky bugger. Also, Evan managed to look a right tool by forgetting his sunglasses on and going under, much to the amusement of the rest of this mangy bunch!

There weren’t too many of us at the braai, only really Dean, Zania, Terrance, Evan, Ryan, Zania’s sister (eventually. She only came to eat and run) and myself, but it was more than enough to be able to waste the day away with throwaway chatter and bubble blowing. Yes, bubble blowing. It turns out that Ryan seems to have somewhat of an obsession with blowing bubbles and we left him to his own devices armed only with a kiddy’s bubble liquid pack to amuse himself for the rest of the day.

Despite all my trash talk concerning Dean’s braaing, once again he did an excellent job and produced meat far superior to what I could ever produce myself and we all hunkered down on the patio to enjoy a delicious (if somewhat strangely timed – ‘luncher’ perhaps?) lunch that was followed up by the perfect dessert for a hot day in the form of jelly smothered in cold chocolate mousse.

When Evan eventually departed so that he could go off to his sanctioned computer game league match, the rest of us pretty much followed suit (much to the relief of Dean I imagine because he had specifically rescheduled the braai earlier because he has an early drilling job out in Saldanha on Monday morning), though I did make an concerted effort to at least grab the last two beers out of the fridge, the only remainders of my six pack of Amstel that no one but me had touched the entire day! I drove Ryan home and we quickly ran an ingenious test on his TV-in card to see if it would allow us to play the PlayStation 2 off the PC monitor, something I am looking into for my move to Gordon’s Bay (because Chantelle watches a lot of TV and I don’t feel like stuffing a TV into my small “man room”). Thankfully it works perfectly, so that is the route I’ll go (thanks for the idea Ryan) and to sweeten the deal, Ryan even let me borrow his Vodacom modem expansion card with its aerial to test out the next time I am in Gordon’s Bay because I get such crappy reception with my own Vodacom USB modem.

By that stage of the day I was knackered, the long day in the sun, all the beer and the labour of Saturday and Sunday in the flat taking its toll on me, so I said my farewells and went back to the flat, intent on going straight to bed… which turned out to be a lie because I ended up chatting with Chantelle on the phone and then packing three boxes of kitchen stuff first! Oh, and squishing in a little bit of blog writing as well.

C’mon 31 March, I want to move in already!!