There is no recovering from a broken heart, no regrets that need a distraction and nothing going on that women usually feel can be fixed with a new hairstyle.
Alright, it might be that I watched the all chick, all inspiring movie called The Women and maybe, just maybe I’m slightly frustrated that I can’t go to gym, can’t get my eating under control and can’t be bothered to sort it out while my back hurts.
Fine … I admit it, it’s time for a revamp and as we know, ever woman starts with her hair.
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My mom has been amazing to me over the past year. She’s taken me back home and supported everything I have chosen. She has gone from her disorganised yet routine life and morphed into adapting to the chaos that I cause in my daily routine. She is consumed in Country music after not being able to listen to music at all after my dad died. She brings me tea in bed and she has totally adjusted to the fact there her child talks about her life for the world to see.
For a mom she gets serious points. She pushed me whenever I got afraid to do most things in my life. She made me go on dates, told me not to run from boys, Continue reading
Hold onto your hats because this libran is swinging out of control on those scales that it’s causing ripples all around the world. This post is will be in true libra style … so much to say, not enough time to say it and half of it won’t make sense. That’s you just having to listen to me … can you imagine having to be me for a moment when the libran scales are a little more out of balance then usual … no comment from Robbie or Greggie or any other Yoda/God speaking people. Continue reading

Thanks to Hustler Girl who is the awesome owner of Hustler Extreme for the official sponsorship of Project Me
It is so awesome to officially announce that ‘project me’ has the first sponsorship from Hustler Extreme in Linden, Johanensburg. I couldn’t as for a better and more special person that Hustler Girl who will make sure that being single is always fun, spicy and super safe. Continue reading
There will be two blogs today considering I didn’t have time to do one yesterday and only just managed to remember to breathe. Don’t panic, I didn’t forget to eat though! Why wasn’t I born like the others who lose their appetite when things get scary, exciting and slightly emotional?
It’s officially exciting and overwhelming. I’m getting what I asked for and don’t know whether to giggle with additional excitement while I shout “woo hoo” or burst out crying after each “whoop whoop”. Continue reading
Today’s blog is about good news, secrets and taking one step closer to my life purpose.
The good news is also the secret and the tale behind the secret is a about a little part of the personality that we call Ego.
So, I’ve been keeping a secret because I’ve been waiting for good news that was finally confirmed today. Greggie and myself had a meeting a good few weeks ago where we were asked to pitch our writing for an awesome new online news site called NewsTime. It was such a thrilling honour to be asked and an exciting time putting the pitch together, with even more thrills and ego moments trying to work out whether we would be accepted as contributors to the website.
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I woke up this morning with a big blue toe (and I have no idea how I got it), a sore back (and we know that’s from totally overworking and no play) and a whole lot of reason to roll over and go back to sleep. I contemplated canceling my confirmed arrangements but knew that lying in bed all day would be the worst thing for ‘project me’.
I need to move, get out a bit and know that I can make all my dreams come true during the week and while the sun is shining during those weekly hours. Continue reading
“Project me” update: It seems I have fallen off the dashing white horse that’s been carrying me off to the sunset of success.
Clearly the workaholic has been a little more deceitful and more forceful than I’ve let on to you and now I have no choice but to admit a whole lot about what is really going on. I’ve just gotto do it quick because this chick really can’t blog tonight. Continue reading
How was your Friday the 13th?
Mine was a far from a Freddie Kruger nightmare than I ever could have imagined.
Okay the fact that my back has given up on me is a nightmare but then again it’s forcing me to go back to gym because it feels so good when I stretch after a nice run. Commitment Continue reading
I dreamed about my dad last night. It wasn’t great … he needed something and I was telling my mom that it was pointless helping him because he was going to die anyway. I woke up still smiling that I had spent some time with him, eventhough I don’t remember talking to him. I don’t dream about him often so I savour every moment.
I sit at his office desk and do my writing. I wear his big fluffy gown when it’s cold and I savour every moment of my memories with him. I handled his death so well and has a beautiful experience and understanding. But that was my experience and not one that I could ever really explain no matter how I tried. Continue reading

















