At long last it has come around again!!
Well, last night was not a waste of time by any means 😉
It was not a kiddies concert as we know it, more of a fund raiser I would say. With only professional people doing the singing. The only kids to be found was the kids in the audience belonging to the visitors.
Michele Veenemans did an exemplary job on everything she opened her mouth to do – just absolutely brilliant!! And I knew every single song she sang, even if I have no earthly idea from which opera it hails 😉
The dude, think his name was Chris Coetzer or some such, very good tenor – well worth the effort of getting somewhat dressed up 😉
I left before they handed out the kid’s certificates and stuff – they’re not mine, so I don’t have to be there – sat through enough of my own children’s awards ceremonies!!
On coming home, I found the eldest’s car here – he’s away on a Kenjitsu camp for the weekend, so mom has to look after his car and his computer, wash his clothes, forward his car registration papers to daddy dearest and pick him up again on Monday night.
Since that’s what moms do, not so? Never get a real visit, just a show of eyes every so often, and a kind of expectation to do things for the poor kids… Suppose it could have been worse 😉
On coming home, I had an altercation with one of my randoms. About my IDEA of Afrikaans. This will be a later post, in Afrikaans, because it’s about my language, and even though I only have about 3 Afrikaans readers, they will know what I’m talking about, and will probably also have an issue with what I say – since I’m just such an unreasonable person!! I was so angry at what was said, I could have throttled somebody!!! As it is, the dude is no longer a random – he has been DELETED!!!
And I have to, once again, wonder. Where on earth do I find all these asswipes I surround myself with!!! My son reckons they crawl out of their holes – but do they really have to gravitate towards me? Is respect a foreign concept for people? Too much to ask that other people see my point of view as much as I have to see theirs?
No bloody wonder I’m still alone after all this time, and likely to stay that way – the people I meet is really just not worth the effort. Not by a long shot!!!
Just as well I can live life without people. Otherwise I would have either been dead already, or became one of those sad, sad women you see in bars and pubs right around the world, being treated like dirt, picking up any man that gives them a smidgeon of attention, getting drunk every night, all in the search for some kind of human warmth and contact. No thank you very much. Think living life on your own is much preferable to interacting with actual humans, especially men. And before you tell me they’re not all the same, somewhere, deep inside, I know this has to be so. All men can’t possibly be asseholes! Only, apparently, the lot I meet. Which makes me the real asshole, and as such, I’d really rather not thank you!!
Time to start the day – have a good start to your weekend!!!
Little Nancy was in the garden filling in a hole when her neighbor
peered over the fence. Interested in what the cheeky-faced youngster was up to, he politely asked, “What are you doing there, Nancy?”
“My goldfish died,” replied Nancy tearfully without looking up, “and
I’ve just buried him.”
The neighbor was very concerned. “That’s an awfully big hole for a
goldfish, isn’t it?”
Nancy patted down the last heap of dirt then replied, “That’s because he’s inside your fricking cat.”