Endeavour to vote your heart out.

Good day,

I am Mr. Vincent Cheng, GBS, JP Chairman of the Hong Kong and Shanghai Banking Corporation Limited.

I have a business proposal of Twenty Two Million, Five Hundred Thousand United State Dollars only for you to transact with me from my bank to your country.Having gone through a methodical search, I decided to contact you hoping that you will find this proposal interesting. Please on your confirmation of this message and indicating your interest. All confirmable documents to back up the claims will be made available to you prior to your acceptance and as soon as I receive your return mail Via my email address: vincentcheng211@yahoo.co.jp and I will let you know what is required of you,your earliest response to this letter will be appreciated.

Endeavour to let me know your decision rather than keep me waiting.

Best Regards,

Mr.Vincent Cheng.

Woo!  I’m going to be RICH, BITCHES!  I love how he ends off with “Endeavour to let me know…”  I think that’s going to be my new call to action for everything!

I feel so rested this week after having my first proper do-nothing weekend in 3 weeks.  On Saturday I was super productive and spent the ENTIRE DAY IN BED.  It was amazing.  I’ve also managed to catch up on most of the blogs I read, so that was very cool too.

Speaking of bloggers, SA Blog Awards have kicked off!  If you haven’t already noticed the gigantic badge in my sidebar to the right ———->, please notice it now.  Alternatively, notice this below instead:

Endeavour to vote for me, dudes.  If you want.  Or not.  Whatevs.

I HAVEN’T BEEN A FINALIST SINCE 2009 GUYS, COME ON, VOTE FOOOOOOR MEEEEEEEEEE?

Joburg locals…

May I draw your attention to the right hand side of this arrow?  Thanks! —————————————–>

Say hello to my newest advertisers!  I promise to only ever accept advertising from brands I believe in, use myself and legitimately put the SheBee stamp of approval on.  If they’re on the sidebar, it’s because they’re awesome.  The reason I offer advertising at all is because it adds moola into my holiday fund, not because I neeeeeed it, so there’ll never be advertising of paid bullshit that I wouldn’t buy for my own mother, and it’ll always be about brand love and products you can rely on.  That’s my promise.

If you’re looking for some ad love yourself, give this link a clicketyclick.

Lost in the suburbs & stuff.

You know, just when I think I’m a total local and hand over my GPS to my mom, Joburg goes and flips me the bird.  This afternoon on my way home from work I turned left one robot before I was supposed to.  Fully intentionally, too!  I thought I’d cut out the bit of traffic ahead of me, but I didn’t bank on the short cut taking me in the completely the wrong direction.

Of course, I was so busy singing along to 5fm and planning my next away weekend that I didn’t notice until I was so far out of familiarity I didn’t know where I’d gone wrong.  My iPhone battery was flat (naturally) so I had to stop at a garage.  Or three.  It took BP, Engen and eventually Shell garage staff members to direct me home.  Thank god I had good music along the way, and a pretty sunset:

This weekend was one filled with furbabies.  Elvis went missing for a few hours and although Jon and I were DYING OF HEAT OMGHOWHOTWASJOBURGTHISWEEKEND on the bed under an industrial sized fan that did nothing in the way of cooling us down but everything in the way of blowing more hot air through my sweaty hair, we decided we’d go for a walk around the complex and call for Elvis.  Just in time for him to hobble home limping like he’d been up against the Hulk.

In a rush we cleaned out the cat carrier and shoved him in there, much to his chagrin and anger:

Thankfully there’s nothing wrong but a pierced hind leg that is a bit bruised from a cat bite.  I wish there was kitty karate lessons available, this cat of ours is a bit of a wuss I won’t lie.  A wuss with a really bad smelling breath!  All his teeth are being pulled out on Thursday since he has rotten cavaties too.

On our way out from the vet we ran into a couple who had just rescued a sibling pair of jack russel pups.  I instantly fell in love and Jon got uncomfortable with my nagging so pulled me out through the door and forced me into the car.  Of course, I couldn’t just leave it.  I picked up the phone and called my mom and convinced her she needed these puppies.  Especially on Tuesdays and Fridays so I can go over and get me some puppeh lurve!

Because of the power of my persuasion, please can you all say hello [in the comment section] to Jacub & Bella:

Aren’t they ADORABLE?!  I’m so glad that my mom gave in, because Jon immediately started laughing and said he’d call Angel & Gluggie, and that would’ve been the 3rd time we gave them live presents, and the end of our friendship!

Oh, I tried my hand at baking too.

Chocolate chip cookie… pizza.  I’m such a fail in the kitchen, but I keep trying!

So that’s it for news from Sheena Land.  How have you been?

Gareth Cliff on Everything! Pt 2

As I said earlier this week, I’ve been asked to participate in the campaign for Gareth Cliff’s book launch.  I held a competition to giveaway a copy of the [rad, fun & hilariously fantastic!] book too, and I’m very stoked to announce the winner is…

BiancaW!

I resorted to ‘einie, mienie, minnie, mo!’ because I couldn’t decide if Katleho’s clever comment or Bianca’s begging deserved it more.  Well done, Bianca, please mail me your physical address and a request for whatever message you’d like inside the book

Now, onto the review.

Here goes, are you ready?

On the same day that Tiger Woods fell out with his wife and crashed his car, so did Piet Grobler of Postmasburg.  The only difference is that Piet Grobler wasn’t on Sky News or in the tabloids.  Only his upset mother, his wife Grizelda and the eldest of their children knew what was going on.  Piet and his skelm snuck into the Hotel Formula One on a business trip to Krugersdorp and they’ve been texting each other since then.  She used to work for him in the 1990′s, and knew his wife.  While he was in the shower one evening, Piet’s wife Grizelda heard his Nokia phone  beep.  She picked it up and read the message: ‘Oooh ek mis jo… Ek I inni bad en dink aan daai aand in Kr’dorp ’.  Poor Grizelda felt the blood rush to her head and she climbed into the shower and started hitting Piet.  He had no idea what was going on.  Piet and Grizelda now sleep in different beds, but keep up appearances for the children’s sake.

When Piet Grobler heard about Tiger Woods, he felt much better.  Now he’s retelling the story, with relish.  Piet feels that because Tiger did all that stuff, he’s the same as Piet – but really he isn’t like Tiger at all.  Tiger is a very talented, very rich, superstar arsehole.  Piet is just an arsehole.

Hey?  How’s THAT, chinas?  I laughed my ass off.  This is excerpt of a chapter in Gareth’s book on infedelity.  You should hear what he has to say about abortion, Nigella Lawson and Death.  Brilliant!

It’s safe to say that although this is not really one of my favourite books all time, it’s definitely memorable as something every South African needs to read.  Not just because it’s written by a South African, but because his thoughts are well laid out, sometimes make sense and even though I disagreed with a lot of his theories, he writes them in such a way that I could understand how he got to the conclusions.  More than that, Gareth is a thought leader.  He’s unique, he has a few vital truths we all need to hear and also, he’s just so damn suave, man!

Really, do yourself a favour and get a copy.  It’s well worth the read.

If you want to try your hand at another giveaway, there are a few more blogger stops happening.  The next blogger getting involved is my friendly friend, @MikeSharman, and his post is scheduled to go live on Tuesday here.

How to do [modern day] Good Housekeeping

I am SO bummed!  I was supposed to attend a fun launch yesterday of SA’s raddest new magazine, Good Housekeeping.  Put it down to bad timing, confusion and a crisis, I didn’t make it.  But reading about it through the other bloggers, it looks like I missed out big time!  ExMi said I even won a prize, but forfeited it for not being there

Nevertheless, I got my hands on the launch issue and wow, I’m seriously impressed.  So I thought I’d do a blog post anyway because;

1) I can

2) They deserve it, and

3) I am loving their content, specials and competitions already

So if you’re like me and you make 60′s housewives look like godesses, you’ll appreciate this magazine too.  What I love about it is that Good Housekeeping makes being a working career girl work with being domestic too.  They cover everything from health, fashion and buying tips to career, money and a recipe section that has been tested three times to make sure the recipes are reliable.  THREE TIMES!  That’s Sheena-proof, even!

I also love that it’s not all about “Hey girl, dump yo’ man!” or “How To Give Good Head 101″, and it’s definitely not about showing you fashion that most girls won’t fit into or be able to afford.  For only R24,95 it’s much more bang for your buck than those other horrid magazines out there.

While you’re at it, follow them on Twitter here, and like them on Facebook here.  They’re cool, promise.

I dig it.  I’ll give it a 9/10 for the first issue, so I hope the next few are just as good, because I’ve gone ahead and bought a 12 month subscription online.  PS: For the month of November they’re offering a get 2 for 1 special, so I’m giving my mom a subscription too, for absolutely no cost.  You can do that too, by the way, just click here.  

[Competition] Gareth Cliff on Everything

Last week a delivery took place at my desk.  In it, 2 copies of Gareth Cliff’s new book.

I’ve always been a fan of Gareth Cliff, proof is right here.  When I moved from the South Coast to Durban, it was Gareth’s morning show on 5fm that kept me going.  It was just one new addition to my new adult life that I fell in love with while becoming a Durban local.

Not for one second am I denying the fact that Gareth can be a douche, but what I love about him is that he’s the first to admit when he’s being an arsehole, and then he carries on anyway.  His book is no different, I’m on page 122 at the moment and so far I’m really enjoying his opinions, even if I disagree with more than half of them.

As I said earlier, I’ve got 2 copies.  I’m going to keep the first copy, mostly because I’ve already messed tomato sauce on page 47, but also because Gareth’s chapters are so short that they’re perfect to read while having a quick loo break, or smoke outside.  The second copy, however, I am going to give away right here.

I’ll be posting a proper review of the book and then announcing a winner of the 2nd copy on Friday, so until then, you need to comment here and tell me the one thing that stands out for you when it comes to Gareth.

Do you love/hate/envy/abhor him?  Comment now & you could win your own copy [without a tomato sauce stain] of Gareth Cliff on Everything.  Hell, I’ll even write you a personalised letter inside the book if you want.

What’s your story?

Confessions of 2011

1. I’ve always wanted to own a pair of pink crocs with rainbows and flower plug-in pins.  I’ve just not been brave enough to withstand the teasing
2. Despite my non-love of fish, I’ve always wished I could swim in the sea and let the waves bob me up and down with the ebb and flow of the water
3. I love spending time alone.  As much as I love spending time with people, I wrestle with my inner self 9 times out of 10 to not choose to stay at home alone.  It’s bad, but it’s not uncontrollable.
4. I’ve undergone a major personality change.  It’s like I’ve turned into the opposite of who I was ten years ago.  Loud, irresponsible, carefree 17 year old me, where are you?
5. I’m broody.  Severely so.

Now it’s your turn to confess 5 things about yourself in 2011, in the comments section.

PS: Gloria?  Fired. Thenksgot.

Southern Sun is giving away tickets to Riverdance!

Oh yes.  This Wednesday, at Montecasino, you could be in the audience of the amazeballs show known only as Riverdance.  Having been to this show myself, I know you’ll love it.

I’ve got a set of double tickets here for the Wednesday 8pm show at Monte.

So how do you enter to win?

Simple, just follow these two instructions:

Give them a follow on these two accounts:

• Facebook – SouthernSunNews
• Twitter – SouthernSunChat

Tell me why you deserve to go more than any one else.

That’s it.  Enter in the comments below.  I’ll announce the winner at 5pm today and mail you directly to arrange your ticket collection

Terms and conditions:

1. Entrants must be a fan of Southern Sun on Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/SouthernSunNews) or follow SouthernSunChat Twitter Account (http://www.twitter.com/SouthernSunChat).
2. The competition is aimed at Johannesburg based entrants only (due to the event being held at The Teatro, Montecasino)
3. Date and time of the performance cannot be changed.
4. If you are selected as a winner, the blogger will contact you directly for further details.
5. Details to be provided to the blogger upon request are as follows: Full name, Mobile Number, Email.
6.  Tickets cannot be redeemed for cash or other value.
7. Winners will be drawn randomly by the blogger in question.
8.  Draw closes on the 12 October 2011 (at close of business) at 17h00.
9.  Winners will be contacted thereafter directly by a Southern Sun Manager.

I have two new blogs!

I’ve realised that there are at least 4 very different aspects to my blogging interests.  Very often, I don’t have words but I just want to publish something – so I’ve created InstaBee – a tumblog used to feed through my life through an Instagram lense.  Expect photos only.

Sometimes, I have all the words in the world, but it’s about work stuff and not really relevant to the walls of this blog, so I’ve created BusyWorkerBee – a tumblog where I can feature all my work related things, and thoughts on the industry that don’t necessarily qualify for publishing through my Memeburn column.  It’ll be more of a ‘Sheena’s take on social media & the internet news around it’ kinda vibe.

I think it’s time.  I’m tired of never blogging about certain things because I don’t feel the relevance is for you guys.  if these walls could talk v4.0 is a very personal side of me, it’s about my life, love and laughter in between.  It’s about my lifestyle, my adventures and dramas.  It’s about a side of me that I don’t want to taint with work stuff or things that none of you care about.

So there you go – now the choice is yours.  You know where to find me

xxx