My annual round-up of ups and downs from the year that was and what I hope for 2016.
Wanna hit up Splashy but aint got no cash money? No strezzz!
We got you.
Thanks to the good people over at Jose Cuervo, I’ve got a set of double tickets to give away for Splashy Fen 2015 – Y’know that music fest that runs over Easter Weekend, set in the breathtaking Underberg (the one with the rad rivers to play in all day?). Yeah you know the one.
To stand a chance at getting your hands on ‘em all you have to do is head to the Twitter Machine.
What, pray tell, is a Cuervolucion?
You know that moment when you’re having a relatively chilled jol and then next minute you’re running around starkers except for a stolen sombrero? That catalyst is the start of a Cuervolucion – whether it was those few extra shots of Jose or a dare to down your margarita. It’s that moment you really get too turnt and take it from vibe to “WTF EVEN HAPPENED LAST NIGHT?”
Needless to say, make sure to @ both myself and Mr Cuervo and use the #cuervolucion hashtag.
Not on the Twitter machine? Comment on the Facebook post and give it a share or a like for extra brownie points. Click here.
The winner will be based on the epicness of their Tweet/comment and I will be getting help from JC to judge, so there are no extra points for how much I like you or I’d have to give tickets to all of you petals.
You can enter as many times as ya like and I will be announcing the lucky devil on Twitter and FB on Friday the 27th of March so get a-Tweeting or a-commenting!
HAPPY GADAMN NEW YEARS! As per tradition, I like to do a little roundup of the year that was. Here are some of Girl With A Bum’s 2014 moments – the ups and the downs.
I kicked off 2014 with a champagne bottle to the head and 7 stitches for good measure.
I started a new job at a kick-ass digital agency. Then changed jobs again to go corporate like a real sell-out.
I began dating a rad guy. Then that rad guy and I decided to part ways. Only good vibes there.
I saw one of my oldest friends walk down the aisle. And cried like a baby.
Got my nose pierced and my foot tatted. And cried like a baby.
Another year of saying hello and goodbye to new house mates. And seeing a Facebook feed brimming with engagements and pregnancies.
Did a fair share of dranking, smoking, dancing and late nights.
Drank a LOT of Steph Weiss while I was at it.
Got sucked into Neknoms, Ice Bucket Challenges and “No Make-up Selfies” like I did Bitstrips in 2013. Can’t help it, occasionally I follow the crowd.
Continued blogging while laughing that the acronym for my blog is GWAB.
Adopted my baby Church.
Took up swimming for a few brief, yet glorious months.
Found out that a beloved “internet friend of mine who had tragically died of cancer” – was actually all a Catfish by a crazy, crazy girl. Rallied up a group of other girls affected by the scam. (More coming soon!)
Got a personal trainer with Boss Lady Lauren. Man, those 5am wake up calls!
Had a local newspaper steal my content and publish it without my permission. Went through a series of arguments and fights, only to be further let down by some really awful people.
Was lucky enough to be a bridesmaid for a beautiful friend of mine.
My body briefly gave up on me and I was in and out of the docs for blood tests and medicines. Then I got better because I am strong like Mother Russia.
My mommy got very, very sick and retrenched but bounced back because she IS Mother Russia.
We found a lovely home for our beloved piggy, Molly.
We said our final goodbyes to our family home as well as my awesome digs. I then said hello to my dream flat.
I said another very hard goodbye to my second mom/domestic executive of 18 years as she retired to her home in the Berg.
Lived through a teeny tiny earth tremor and the MRP Tear Gas Incident ‘14.
Went to, and fell in love with the Transkei for the very first time.
Learnt how to NaeNae. Sort of.
Sold some shiz at a market. Promised myself “never again”.
Fell irrevocably in lust with Black Math.
Wore a sari to Halloween, for no good reason. Thus beginning a casual chain of events.
Lost tragically and suddenly, my very beautiful aunt.
Saw dear friends leave for Dublin, Jozi, Amsterdam and Germany. More goddam goodbyes. Made some pretty epic new friends too.
Turned well old – hello 25!
So, plans for 2015?
Travel in the slow lane (occasionally)
Travel, in general.