4 days and who knows...

It's been 4 day (according to my husband) since my last entry. I thought no one read these as I never get feed back. But now my husband is asking me to write again - probably so he can laugh at my bad spelling and grammar. He always rips me off about it, saying "I can't believe that someone with a degree in English has such bad grammar". In my defence, my degree is in English literature and not linguistics! Thus I can read a book and analyse it in terms of its social, ideological, philosophical etc... implications. Correct grammar was something that MS Word always did for me. Sad as that might be, I had other things to think about, like why Moby Dick was a white whale and how Jane Eyre has a colonialist discourse.
So far this week:
Monday - I went to Jeffery's Bay with my Belly Dance instructor, Janka, to help her teach a lesson and then give a demonstration. It was a lot of fun. We got home really late and then my husband made me do the dishes before could eat. I didn't enjoy that as I was tired and hungry.
Tuesday - I had a Troupe rehearsal and then afterwards I went to the shops and bought some fish for supper. When I got home I found my husband had slept the entire evening. I was tired and so I sat for 30 mins before starting supper. I watched a bit of the Amazing Race. Rob and Amber are in the lead of course. They are a really good team. Amber sometimes reminds me of my sister Deborah - perfectionist and does a little victory dance when she's happy.
Wednesday - I usually go to this Access course waste of time thing after school. It usually is about 3 hours long, but this Wednesday the lecture (hopefully) caught onto our hints and condensed it into 45 mins. It was so much better. I really hope she continues in this manor. When I got home I found that my dear darling dog had eaten and thrown up his friend's, Magenta's, collar. He didn't eat the buckle and name tag, just the strapping. He then ate it again and looked miserable for the rest of the night.
Our neighbours were also attacked in their home that night. Now they have a security guard outside their place. My parents want us to get personal panic buttons.
Thursday - We went to our lecture on training nervous, aggressive and environmentally aware dogs. We learnt that we're not doing everything wrong, but there are a few things we need to change. We put some of it into practice last night and Charlie seemed to comply and actually enjoy it. This did mean I had to miss a belly dance practice, but I'll survive.
Today - I have a rehearsal for a dance gig after work. We are dancing at a 50th birthday party on Saturday night at the Malabar community hall. I don't know what I'm dancing yet but I'll find out tonight.
I'm not sure if my teacher likes my solo I did as she hasn't commented on it yet and hasn't asked me to dance it anywhere. I guess I'll have to see tonight if she wants me to do it at the party. Otherwise I'm gonna have to work harder at my choreography skills.
I also found out that I actually don't have to do detention duty as I'm only part-time staff. I've already done this year so I told the teacher in charge she owes me big time.
We had a bomb drill earlier today. The girls were told it was only drill and so they strolled out slowly and laughed at the whole process. Last year when we had a real bomb scare it was a different story. Anyway, the gardeners and maids "blew up" as they didn't leave the premises - apparently a drill is too much effort for the person in charge of them.
I've had a craving for something all day and I can't identify it. That's bad when you can't identify something you are craving. Maybe it's sleep disguising itself as a food.
I weeded the back of the garden yesterday. The weeds were becoming a bit too tree like for my liking. It was quite a workout and Charlie enjoyed digging in the holes created by the missing plants. Now I have a pile of weeds with no place to go and stiff muscles from pulling.
Lunch is coming up soon and I'm hoping the tuck shop lady doesn't try out one of her new recipes on us today. Sometimes it's just too weird to think about eating - or it's curried. Many a stomach ache has been caused by a curried soup!

Chillies and Chocolate Cake

On Saturday I did my first professional belly dance gig. It was for the Chilli Festival. There were 7 of us dancing in varous combinations and styles. I did a traditional Egyptian duet with Melanie and then I was in the final group dance which was a drum and veil dance.
It was a bit weird standing there with my belly exposed to a whole lot of strangers, but I managed and danced my heart out despite the cold and cough I've had all week.
Saturday night my husband and I went to my father-in-law's for a poker game and chinese. There were 7 of us all together. My husband won the game, however, it was a friendly and so he won nothing. I get bored and so lose so that I can go do someting else - in this case - play with my sister-in-law's kitten. She is so cute and cuddly and reminds me of my cat that lives at my parents house and so I don't get to see her very often.
Sunday started. My sister-in-law brought her dog round for a play date with my dog and then we did some work on a piece we want to perform later this year. We then back to her father's place for left over Chinese food and attempted to watch the first episode of the Simpsons. I was terrible. Not funny etc...
That afternoon we had my husband's brother and his fmaily come round for tea and chocolate cake. The nieces played Wii while the adults talked but inevitably that structure falls apart and I end up having my hair ripped from my scalp by 2 well meaning and happy girls.
Now the left over chocolate cake in a bone of contention between my husband and I. I see it going into my belly and he doesn't. Oh well