Hands off the @#% cupcakes!

This past week has been an extremely exciting week...also at times a very exhausting and trying one. Either way, it is done now and I'm sitting here trying to catch my breath. If I didn't have a camera to remind me what happened I wouldn't have beleived it all happened in one week!

The first thing that happened was that Daedalus gave me the next Survivor series...it is awesome! Really the best one so far in my opinion. My brother and myself have found it irrisistable and watched it all in one week between doing assignments and him trying to sell houses. Unfortunately we had to leave the parents behind because they did not show the necessary dedication and we couldn't make ourselves stop watching! Hehe...Thanks D!

The next thing to happen was that our street has become a crime hotspot. Last week the people in 18 and 20 were hit with armed robberies, and this week it was us at 22 and the people at 26 with theft out of our cars. It sucks... Initially my brother saw his car was broken into and phoned the police station - they told him to fetch the police two houses down himself. When they got to our house we noticed that my car had also been hit. Everything inside is full of candle-wax...a-holes. Consensus is that if you want to get that out you have to iron on a piece of brown paper to draw it out after you scrape the most of it off. So: not only did you rob me but you are now MAKING ME IRON!!! Just for that I am leaving the glass on the backseet for a week for in case you decide to hit me again.Anyway, back to the events in question. The police arrived at which point my brother's stress levels were extremely elevated and he started bickering with the inspector about lack of service, racism and case numbers. My mom started shaking from head to toe and our assistant walked around holding her head and mumbling about tsotsies alot. After the cops left my brother decided to launch a one-man telephone assault on his insurance and PG glass untill he had all kinds of authorisations. My dad phoned my insurance (his insurance) and some little man called Jessie phoned me and told me how he was arranging everything for me.I still have to go and get quotes for the stuff they stole from me, but the window was another adventure on it's own. Initially the folks from Glasfit promised me that it would be sorted out the same day still - but that did not happen. The manager (Andrea) and myself had some words the next morning and she graciously offered to pay for my window to apologise. I have completely forgiven them for the delay and plan to write some very nice things about Andrea on Hellopeter.com for the professional way in which she handled the situation.

Little bit of good news after that was that *Esmerelda*'s mom has sent me an Ice Cream Bush, because she has them in abundance and she heard about my thing for gardening. It's sooo cute! When they grow a bit bigger some of the leaves go purple and pink too. Thanks *Esmerelda* and your mom!





Next fun event was Friday night waffles at Freddy and Adam's house...yummmm...I think it's safe to say that we all ate until our stomachs cramped. Freddy also gave me the next few episodes of Heroes to watch and I'm looking forward to them watching it. Thanks guys! I had a lot of fun.



Then the week's events came to a head with the wedding of my cousin Wynand and his ballerina Lizelle, at Didimala Private Game Reserve. Wow! What an event and what a venue. My google addicted mother informs me that it is the biggest hay stack structure. They apparently stack it and cover it with some concrete-ish layer and ta-dah! you have a room. It actually looks great and they have two guys named Jaco running the place that really keep it in an excellent condition.

Anyhoo, my dad was a bit slower than expected on the trailer packing (we had to take the chairs, the flower and the wedding cake) so we got there an hour and a half later than planned and since alot of work still had to be done to pull everything together we all had to work together fast to get it done. I ran around like a mad person to help get it done. What a shame that I left my medical aid step counter at home...we had to get 80 chairs and covers set up in the chappel, trim and fit 8 bunches of roses to the lollipop arrangements, assemble close to 30 table arrangements and get them on the right spots and build a four layered display of cupcakes and roses balancing on nothing but glass plates and champagne flutes, get the individual cupcakes for the guests into a the lodge cold room, get cleaned up and dressed and be on time so that we don't come in after the bride.

We managed, but the guests had other ideas about the cake. See, after the ceremony the guests were milling round waiting for snacks and sherry while the happy couple were getting the last of the photos done. The caterers however were slightly behind schedule and the guests picked the wedding cake (cupcake display) clean while they were waiting to be served! Did we panic? okay yes...initially we did. Did we scream? Not right away. My parents took a "quick" three hour trip to drop someone off in Pretoria and left me to deal with it. Mmmm...well the show must go on. I had the manager help me unwrap another 28 cupcakes from those that were meant for the guests (we had some extra for a crisis and besides they already had theirs - not so?), and just as I finished re-stacking the extremely fragile cupcake constellation another guest reached out to help herself to the wedding cake. I would have wrestled her for that cookie at that stage. After a warning and a stern look (in which I tried to build in alot of insinuation about lack of etiket and manners) it became apparent that I would have to be the wedding cake bouncer until they took the photo. I had to turn away 4 more people - can you beleive it?! Anyway...despite the fact that I am dead tired and don't want to see another cupcake ever - it was a great wedding of a very cute couple and I have only best wishes for them for a bright and happy future. :-)

Now...I must sleep.