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What a bunch of Twits – project me day 654

Posted by jodene October 21, 2011 No Comments »
What a bunch of Twits - project me day 654

I know Twitter. I strategise, plan and support people with their branding and the voice they want to get out into the world. I’ve got impressive numbers and all that jazz, but nothing will ever be more valuable to me about Twitter than a bunch of crazy girls.

I have plans. It has a lot to do with social media and a whole lot more to do with lots of bucks, but it will never be of more value than a bunch of loud and very giggly girlfriends.

Yes, awesome Twitter things happened yesterday and Lifeology were officially appointed as the social media strategists for Nkosi’s Haven and all I wanted to do was share it with the most supportive crowd of girls I’ve ever been blessed to know.

Last night was Twit inspired beyond belief and even though it was the 4th anniversary (I figured that out by default and am not that date obsessed … I hope ;p) I was in the happiest place I could be.

There’s this girl, you see and she fell in love with this boy. Wow, my blog has been laced with love stories of late … anyway … so this girl and this guy fell in love. My favourite part is when I tell you that they met over Twitter and last night was a surprise farewell for this very special friend.

Since the beginning of the week, the challenge has been for 8 avid Twitterers to not let the cat out the bag. 8 girls who Tweet about everything now have to shut the hell up! Um … well, we did it! We managed to hold our Tweet fingers still for a little over a week and surprise our dearest friend @pixelslave10.

Twitter is my income, my passion, my career and my leap of faith, but most of it, it’s the place where some of my most precious friendships began. That’s why I started #FollowSA!!! Because of the limitless possibility of a Tweet and the proof that one Twit (or 8) can change your life.

I laughed myself silly! I felt my heart cry! I shared my happiness! I spoke my fears … with the most amazing bunch on Twits!

@Pixelslave10, @Dezy_D, @LizaSutherland, @KhanyisaKN, @Liesldb, @Leebs101, @LindseyKin85 and @SamRobinson25, no matter where Twitter takes me, it will always have brought me to you!

I had lunch with a friend of mine today because he needed some advice about life and the directions he should take. He has known me way before ‘project me’ and said he needed help making his life his own personal project. I reminded myself of the most important point today … to find something to be grateful for at the end of every single day.

Today, on top of the work beginning to flow in, key accounts heading my way and it being a week until I create a home with Mr Unexpected … I’m most grateful for my friend … a real bunch of Twits!

 



With courage, consciousness & a sense of humour

Not all days have good themes – project me day 645

Posted by jodene October 11, 2011 4 Comments »

Trust!

I don’t think I have many issues with trust. I go with the flow and don’t often get taken for a major ride (not in a car) or get bitterly disappointed (anymore). That’s one of the things I can thank ‘project me’ for … I used to feel betrayed all of the time. I trusted in the completely wrong way and it took me years and the support of my best friend to understand that everyone does the best they can and that no one is out to hurt you. We all have our wounds and we are just trying to protect them.

So my trust issues have moved away from human and developed into a great mistrust for one particular gadget … the GPS!

It took me forever to build up the slightest ounce of faith and for that reason I am always grateful that I’m usually being taxied to events and meetings by someone else … in my next life I want a chauffeur!!!

With Greggie being away I had to put my big girl panties on and get to the four corners of this city and the GPS finally didn’t let me down … until today!

I have been waiting for this exciting meeting with BankservAfrica at the Joburg Theatre for ages. I’m finally finding my niche in the social media space and spending hours in a workshop, as a social influencer, couldn’t be replaced for anything more exciting. All I had to do was get there!

The address punched into the GPS and I give myself more than enough time plus fat to set up my laptop and say ‘hi’ to the amazing people at the Theatre that I have grown to have such great respect for.
Is it only my GPS that takes me into the depths of the centre of town instead of the simple route that I have seen Greggie and Mr Unexpected drive over again. Um … I think this is the point where I say that if you spin me around I’m lost.

So I’m in the centre of town (which isn’t the funnest place for anyone who doesn’t know Johannesburg) and I get to the intersection of Market and Commissioner Streets and the GPS say ‘You have reached your destination’ … UM … NO!! I’m so far off from my destination that it’s a joke. After driving in circles and avoiding getting hysterical I call Greggie. He’s my GPS when all else fails and as always, my friend starts guiding me out of town. The phone on loudspeaker and I hit a roadblock, so I put the phone on the seat and pull over.

I think it’s because I’m positive and passionate about this country that even my encounters with the cops are fun. When he asked how I was I said I was lost and he told me: ‘That’s what we are here for. When you are lost why don’t you come ask us for help … we are here to help you!’ … how refreshing for all the bitching that everyone does about the SA police. He gave me directions and reminded me to trust them and turn to them for help. If anyone is rolling their eyes out there … they found my mom’s car too and have been amazing in the investigation of the house robbery! How refreshing …. oh, I said that!!

One thing I trust beyond anything is my passion for what I do and my ability to take any brand out there and strategically assist them with social media. It was a tough meeting today, with so many questions, outcomes and concerns, yet I had the time of my life.

Until … it was time to go home! This time my GPS wouldn’t even get signal. So much for trusting technology, so the only person I had to trust was me. I used to phone Greggie for fear of getting lost and now I phone him when I’ve gone around the block at least 3 times, so I started to navigate my way. Trusting my instinct and following the signs that slowly started to look familiar, I ended up mile away from where I should be but eventually knew the road and … woo hoo … I found my way home!

It’s stir fry and our first Tuesday night, where we talk about our feelings, since Greggie has been gone for a month. I dashed to the shops and couldn’t wait to get shopping over with and my feet up for a while. There’s nothing like feeling the anxiety of wanting to get out of the car when someone drives into when you are stationery in the parking lot. I need to say ‘schmuck’ … who climbed out and couldn’t be more than 30 years old. He checked out my car and said it was nothing. Yes, it’s a simple scratch or two and the part that goes over the wheel is slightly out of line. None the less, I said I would check it out and get back to him. He told me he needed to take pictures … trust issues!!! Granted, I’m sure many people take other’s for a ride, but I don’t even lie about if your food was nice or not and somehow I realised just how much we don’t trust each other at all.

And lastly, in my workshop today, someone asked me if I didn’t feel trapped and like I had no choice with this blog? They said I must feel tied down to blog no matter what and it gave me time to pause, reflect and say ‘no’ … I trust that when I’m done blogging I will stop! I’m just not there yet!



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Daydreams and Imagination – project me day 644

Posted by jodene October 10, 2011 10 Comments »

Well isn’t this going to be a snappy blog!!!

There are new jelly tots out that are coated in chocolate and Mr Unexpected and myself have planned the whole day around climbing into bed, talking about our exciting plans for our beautiful home and imagining our magical futures. Okay, so Mr Unexpected just wants the jelly tots and I want to do all the mushy talking stuff.

Today has been a mixture of overwhelming excitement and crazy frustration. Greggie is back and it was eggs and soldiers and setting the wheels in motion for making things happen in Lifeology. On the other hand, Blackberry has been on the blink all day and I couldn’t plan for my social media Tuesday, so another Tuesday has passed without attendees … boy, have I been daydreaming about a waiting list and a breakfast every Tuesday.

Am I on track with ‘project me’? That’s what I’ve been asking myself all day. It’s simple … ‘project me’ is about being conscious of our existence and taking responsibility for who we are, where we are and why we are. It’s kinda like gravity … we are own projects whether we are aware of it or not.

I am …

Today, when I was strolling through our new home and Mr Unexpected was imagining where future would go, what the walls would look like with a fresh coat of paint and describing his workshop that’s going to be his own space, I watched my project in action.

I know that a few people don’t see the compatibility between Mr Unexpected and myself and I’m sure there are a few that don’t see us lasting forever. Not so long ago I wouldn’t have trusted my heart or my instincts. I would have looked at the silly things I get frustrated with my man about and then I would have combined it with anything I could be an excuse to not just go with the flow but today I got lost in my daydream and it lasts forever.

‘Project me’ has given me the joy of watching my life, my choices and my fears and the culmination of it all is the happiest girl in the world, climbing into bed with the love of my life, eating chocolate coated jelly tots and planning our new home … and where the dragon is going to go!



With courage, consciousness & a sense of humour

Stolen from but not robbed – project me day 631

Posted by jodene September 26, 2011 4 Comments »

I’m going to make this short considering I am trying not to get too dramatic about my birthday weekend that ended up being one I wouldn’t like to repeat in a hurry.

It goes a little something like this! My amazing man gave me a beautiful bottle of perfume in the early hours of my birthday morning. Mom had slept out so I got my phone call with happy birthday wishes and she told me she would be home in a few hours. I still wouldn’t see her because we were heading out to my long awaited birthday night at the luxurious Mount Grace Country House and Spa.

The 1 and a bit hour drive was awesome but the arrival at the hotel was even better. The second I walked in the door I was greeted with birthday wishes from all the staff! Whoever helped us or saw us knew it was my special day and I was beyond excited for a dream night (our first night away as a new couple).

I’ve never been one to switch off my phone, no matter how I know I need some time out. I have always worried that someone might need me and I know it might be a little neurotic but that’s me. I did put the phone on silent though and only checked the phone once … when a gorgeous plate of chocolates and fruit were delivered to our luxury suite. I grabbed the opportunity to check the phone and there was the strangest message from my brother asking why Mr Unexpected had left his car in the middle of the road and left the gate to the house wide open.

I knew it … house broken in to!
They must have seen the signage on my man’s car and knew not to take it so they moved it out the way and stole mom’s car instead. They took both mine and Mr Unexpected’s laptops, the flat screen TV that was the last gift we gave my dad and all mine and my mom’s jewelry.

For my international friends who have shown their love and concern … no, they most probably won’t catch the guys and NO, nothing will be returned. That is the reality of SA. Not one that I’m thrilled about but it’s the reality. Yes, I’ve counted my blessings and it’s amazing that my mother wasn’t home because she is always home on the weekends. They also closed the door behind them and my kitties and parrot are both safe. My sister drove past the house and saw Mr Unexpected’s car in the middle of the road and thought he was moving it out the way so I could take my car out … Thank the gods she didn’t come in to check!

So … I’ve counted my blessings and although I was stolen from I was robbed of nothing. I have spent the past few days feeling so lucky that no one was home, my pets are safe and that we didn’t come home to tragedy …

Now I’m entitled to be honest and vent for a moment! I can’t believe that we are so accustomed to getting robbed that when the amazing staff of the Mount Grace got the call, they could all empathise on some level and welcomed us back whenever we are ready. The warmest thank you to Clayton Howard and his staff for personally meeting with me and wishing me on my safe journey home … although I was in your company for a fleeting moment it was on that I will never forget.

I couldn’t believe that when I tweeted it everyone told me that I should be lucky no one was hurt … I couldn’t believe that it sits so much in our psyche to be stolen from that we have slipped into the next best auto mode of being lucky everyone is alive.

No one should be stolen from!! It should not be the norm … and no, I don’t know where I’m going with this or what I expect to be done about it! All I know is that it was heritage day and I am very proudly South African. I refuse to blame a nation for the one or two thieves that invaded my home. I never talk politics and maybe because I feel like it’s pissing in the wind … but I could blame a whole lot now!!

I’m not going to pretend that I’m not upset that some material things were taken … the perfume my man just gave me a few hours before, my D & G watch that my mom gave me knowing I always wanted to own 1 thing from them, my ring my mom just gave me for my birthday the night before, the flat screen TV that was the last gift we gave my dad (yes, I said that) … and my laptop!

It’s crazy to try blog off my phone! It’s crazy to try function off my phone! It’s crazy that I got that sponsorship not so long ago and it’s crazy that I’m back at square one in need of a laptop!

Yes, we are all safe … Yes, I was stolen from … Yes, I’ve counted my blessing … Yes, I was robbed of nothing I can’t replace … Yes, I’m pissed off and don’t know what the hell to do about it!

On a special note … thank you to the Twitter and Facebook communities for your incredible birthday wishes and support as my weekend went mad.

Another special thank you to my family for rallying together and making the rest of my birthday weekend so special.

The biggest thank you to my beautiful man for making me feel so safe, keeping me smiling and reminding me that love grows when times are rough … I’ve truly found my cowboy!



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Jodene’s birthday tribute from Hustler Girl – project me day 629

Posted by jodene September 24, 2011 2 Comments »
Jodene's birthday tribute from Hustler Girl - project me day 629

Today is a special day, not only because it is Jodene’s birthday but also because Jo has asked me to guest blog on Project Me for Day 629.

Let me introduce myself, *ahem* drum roll please…. I am Kimmie otherwise known as Hustler Girl.

Jo and I go waaaaaay back. I knew Jo before Project Me was even a twinkle in her eye. Jo was my Business Management lecturer at Beauty College. Our paths crossed again through the wonderful world of social networking on a little thing called Facebook, you may have heard of it. We reconnected and soon after that Jo started blogging and she hasn’t stopped since!

While I am busy typing this post Jo is off on a well deserved naughty romantic getaway with Mr Unexpected at the Mount Grace Country House and Spa.

Birthdays are always a good time to reflect on the past year and acknowledge all the successes that you have achieved. Jo, I hope that you look back on the last year and give yourself a “PAT” on the back for a job well done! J  What a wonderful journey you have been on since starting Project Me. I have watched you grow so much as a person and overcome so many fears. I admire your perseverance and that you continue to push yourself and achieve goals which you thought you never would.

I am so proud to call you my friend. We have shared so many fun times together and I look forward to many more.

I wish you a very Happy Birthday filled with the best things that life has to offer.  May all the dreams you have become reality.

You once read out the lyrics to this song at college and it really had an impact on me so I sign off with these lyrics as a reminder that we must live life to the fullest and appreciate and embrace each moment.

Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering
experience…I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you
imagine.

Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as
effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing everyday that scares you

Sing

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with
people who are reckless with yours.

Floss

Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes
you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with
yourself.

Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you
succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your
life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they
wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
olds I know still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium.

Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe
you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky
chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t
congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your
choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body,
use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people
think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever
own..

Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for
good.

Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the
people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
knew when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live
in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will
philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize
that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were
noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you’re 40, it will
look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
ugly parts and recycling it for more than
it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen…

 

 



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