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It’s a simple fact about me, and one that my fiancé (and all of my friends) knows well – I am ruled by my sweet tooth! I love all things sweet and gooey and decadent and more-some. I cannot feed my sweet tooth enough!
This is where the excitement comes in… I have decided to bring another facet into my blogging life… I am going to start photographing, eating and then reviewing the divine desserts I taste. I mean who wouldn’t take advice from someone who seems so educated on the subject?! 
So look out for my new page “Sinful Sweets” which will show and tell all about my wonderous dessert escapades!
Hugs & Kisses
Jessica Giggles
P.S. Email me any dessert suggestions you think I just have to try (and don’t forget to mention which restaurant I need to go to to find them) – iamjessicagiggles@gmail.com!
Thanks to Craig for taking the pic…
Continued from part 3…
A recap…
In the January of 2008 we met again, we chatted a lot via sms, and we shared our first kiss…
At the end of that January in 2008 I organised a huge banquet dinner for Absa Bank which was held in an airport hangar at OR Tambo International (Johannesburg’s international airport). The dinner was for 1500 guests and included 5 star decor, entertainment by Doctor Victor & the Rasta Rebels, delicious cuisine and wonderous cocktails. There was a lot of running around on my part but the event went superbly!
Now His Sexiness and I had been seeing each other for a week, and as he was such a gentleman, he offered to meet me at the airport hangar once my event was finished so he could follow me home and ensure I got home safe. I jumped at the chance to see him since I’d been so busy those last few days with this event. So he met me at the venue and followed me home. He came in for a cuppa tea and the most glorious thing happened…we ended up chatting the whole night! I had never experienced this before! It was wonderful!
However I did not feel so great the next morning – I do require at least 8 hours of sleep to function properly. But the fact that His Sexiness was still there gave me the energy sleep would have done.
We were chatting once again when I got the phone call… The phone call I was hoping to have avoided…
While in the organising stages of the hangar event, I had specifically instructed the caterers and bar service that they would need to keep their areas clean during the event, and clean up AND remove any/all rubbish or refuse they might incur. This phone call was to notify me that this had not been done and that paper and other debris were now being swept by the wind onto OR Tambo airfields. This was a HUGE problem!
So off I rush to shower and change! And while rushing around I advise His Sexiness that I have to dash to the hangar to sort this out and that I’ll catch up with him later. Again his gentlemanly side shows itself when he offers to drive me there and help out where he can. I was gobsmacked! I mean who would offer up their Sunday to help someone clean up a massive hangar? Obviously someone that liked me A LOT!
We got to the hangar and the mess was worse than I expected. I had been thinking that His Sexiness would be able to keep me company while I sorted out the mess but I had no such luck… Not only was there a lot to clean up inside the hangar, the area outside the hangar (where the catering kitchen tent was situated) was a disaster area. I immediately got in touch with the airport caterer who provided our crew meals and asked to borrow a few brooms and black plastic bags. I then put His Sexiness and myself to work.
We swept and we swept and we swept. We filled black bag after black bag after black bag. It was seriously hard work but luckily it only took a couple hours to get everything in order. It wasn’t the most glamorous or sexiest first date, but that was when I first thought that His Sexiness could be The One.
Continues in part 5 soon…
I received an email this morning from my brother in Australia and I decided I just had to share it – 1. because it’s a dreary, overcast day in Joburg and I thought I should share the happiness, and 2. because there is always a need to share a giggle!
Have you ever spoken and wished you could immediately take the words back? Well here are six reasons why you should think before you speak…
First Testimony:
I walked into a hair salon with my husband and three kids in tow and asked loudly, “How much do you charge for a shampoo and a blow job?” I turned around and walked back out and never went back. My husband didn’t say a word…he knew better.
Second Testimony:
I was at the golf store comparing different kinds of golf balls. I was unhappy with the women’s type I had been using. After browsing for several minutes, I was approached by one of the good-looking gentlemen who works at the store. He asked if he could help me. Without thinking, I looked at him and said, “I think I like playing with mens balls.”
Third Testimony:
My sister and I were at the mall and passed by a store that sold a variety of candy and nuts. As we were looking at the display case, the boy behind the counter asked if we needed any help. I replied, “No, I’m just looking at your nuts.” My sister started to laugh hysterically. The boy grinned, and I turned beet-red and walked away. To this day, my sister has never let me forget..
Fourth Testimony:
While in line at the bank one afternoon, my toddler decided to release some pent-up energy and ran amok. I was finally able to grab hold of her after receiving looks of disgust and annoyance from other patrons. I told her that if she did not start behaving “right now” she would be punished. To my horror, she looked me in the eye and said in a voice just as threatening, “If you don’t let me go right now, I will tell Grandma that I saw you kissing Daddy’s willy last night!” The silence was deafening after this enlightening exchange. Even the tellers stopped what they were doing. I mustered up the last of my dignity and walked out of the bank with my daughter in tow. The last thing I heard when the door closed behind me, were screams of laughter.
Fifth Testimony:
Have you ever asked your child a question too many times? My three-year-old son had a lot of problems with potty training and I was on him constantly. One day we stopped at McDonalds for a quick lunch, in between errands. It was very busy, with a full dining room. While enjoying my burger, I smelled something funny, so of course I checked my seven-month-old daughter, she was clean. Then I realised that Danny had not asked to go potty in a while. I asked him if he needed to go, and he said “No”. I kept thinking “Oh Lord, that child has had an accident, and I don’t have any clothes with me.” Then I said, “Danny, are you SURE you didn’t have an accident?” “No,” he replied. I just KNEW that he must have had an accident, because the smell was getting worse. Soooooo, I asked one more time, “Danny did you have an accident? This time he jumped up, yanked down his pants, bent over, spread his cheeks and yelled “SEE MOM, IT’S JUST FARTS!!” While 30 people nearly choked to death on their food laughing, he calmly pulled up his pants and sat down. An old couple made me feel better,
thanking me for the best laugh they’d ever had!
And last but not least:
This had most of the state of Michigan in America laughing for 2 days
and a very embarrassed female news anchor who will, in the future, likely think before she speaks. What happens when you predict snow but don’t get any! We had a female news anchor that, the day after it was supposed to have snowed and didn’t, turned to the weatherman and asked: “So Bob, where’s that 8 inches you promised me last night?”
Not only did he have to leave the set, but half the crew did too they were laughing so hard!
I hope you have a wonderful Monday filled with laughter and smiles!
Hugs & Kisses
Jessica Giggles
P.S. For a few more laughs check out this YouTube video of live television Freudian slips
1. A day is ruined when it starts with a headache
2. I am really spoiled to have my fiancé drop lunch off for me
3. I get irritated when I’m supposed to meet someone somewhere and they don’t answer their phone
4. A lot can be accomplished in one day if I have a steady supply of tea
5. I need to make time for me each day
6. I must start working on my wedding plans because I’m starting to stress a little because it’s around the corner
7. My house is in desperate need of grocery shop
8. My ancient work PC’s slowness really messes with my productivity
9. Having a heater in my office really makes a difference
10. I must buy a new watch because mine either stops working or gains time
I wish I knew why I am feeling so meh at the moment…
I’m waking up grumpy. I don’t want to go to work. I’m having trouble falling asleep so I’m going to bed grumpy. And then I’m not sleeping properly because I’m tossing and turning. And getting grumpy and irritated with my darling because he’s trying to cuddle me during the night. And then I have to drag my butt out of bed in the morning to start the whole sorry process again… On top of all that I’m wanting to update my blog but don’t know what to say.
I wish I knew why I’m feeling this way…
I wish I knew how to fix it…
Hugs & Kisses
Jessica Giggles
I decided to use Camilla’s blog piece as inspiration for today’s post…
Down
1. Watching Bafana lose on Wednesday night
2. Freezing at the office because winter decided to arrive
3. Waking up feeling grumpy each day this week and not knowing why
4. Realising the monthly grocery shop we did at the beginning of the month has not lasted as long as it should have
Up
1. Going home early yesterday (albeit to take my fiancé to fetch his car from it’s service)
2. Being able to spoil my fiancé with a beautiful winter coat on Wednesday
3. Having a quiet day at office today and yesterday
4. Knowing that today is Friday even though it’s disguised as a Tuesday (Wednesday was a public holiday in South Africa)
Forward
1. Going to look at paper tomorrow for our wedding invitations/stationery
2. Seeing my family on Sunday for Father’s Day celebrations
3. Spending some quality time with my fiancé
4. Climbing into a hot bath as soon as I’m home this afternoon
Hugs & Kisses
Jessica Giggles
A good school friend of mine is getting married in August this year, and unfortunately I can’t attend her wedding. After declining the invite from my friend, I received an invite to the Bachelorette Party yesterday. Now as far as the etiquette/rules go, if you can’t attend the wedding then you’re usually not invited to the Bachelorette Party.
So… Do I take this up with the organiser? Do I say yes and go to the party even though I’m not going to the wedding? Or do I decline this invite too?
Help!
Hugs & Kisses
Jessica Giggles
Last week Sunday we hosted an exclusive dinner for the FIFA Executive Committee at the Everard Read Gallery in Rosebank, Johannesburg. It was an event that required a lot of organising and quite a bit of last minute changes.
I arrived at the gallery around 16h00 and had a quick look around to see the setup and the decor. (I wasn’t the event manager for this function, and truth be told, I found it to be a bit weird not to be the one running around stressing.) I took a few pics and went in search of my boss so he could put me to work where needed. At this stage the bomb squad arrived and needed to get into the venue to do their thing… It’s a good thing I’ve dealt with bomb squads before as I made sure that the doglets did their ‘business’ before going inside the venue. (Previous events saw doglets using the expensive table linen as their personal fire hydrant, if you know what I mean…) On top of everything the Department of Health decided they should pitch up! This was the first we had heard of them needing to be involved and they caused much chaos in the kitchen demanding that they needed to test each course that was being served. We were going to start serving the five course meal in a couple hours so you can imagine how stressed our caterer was. The bomb squad eventually finished and luckily none of the table linen was damaged. The department left shortly thereafter, also with no further hassles. It was now time to do the final check before the guests started to arrive at 18h30.
I was put in charge of checking coats. And although it was great to be a part of the ‘welcoming committee’, my job proved quite difficult. Picture this and have a giggle to yourself: I am an English speaker and most of the guests were foreigners with little or no grasp on my native tongue, so I had to start a bit of mime work with pointing to their coat or shawl and then pointing to the coat rail. I must have looked like a bit of an idiot, but it was fun! The best part was welcoming Mr Sepp Blatter. He’s known as a ladies’ man and he definitely lived up to this demanding 4 (four!!) cheek kisses from me.
As soon as the VIPs were seated and their first course was being served, I rushed off to the Circa Gallery across the street where we had organised catering for the bodyguards and security guards. I was unpleasantly surprised to find a large queue of police men and women. I set about instructing the caterer to feed the bodyguards and security guards first as these were the people we were supposed to be feeding. I then had to deal with a lot of attitude from the police suggesting I was discriminating against them because of who we were feeding first. And each time I looked around the queue of police got longer! I’m sure they must have got on their radios and given the call that there was free food available and everyone in the vicinity should just come on by because they deserved a meal… It was irritating to say the least.
I then rushed back to the main venue to assist where necessary. I ended up helping in the kitchen – cleaning the rims of the plates before sending them off with the waiters, helping to plate the main course, helping to plate the cheese platters. I literally spent the night running off my heels! By the end of the night my heel tips were so worn down that the metal tip thingy was showing! I was super happy when the guests left as this meant a little less running around. And I was even more glad when the time came to head home. I cannot begin to explain how amazing it was just to lie down in my bed!
And now for some pics from the event…
The understated table decor
The gorgeous twig formation above the dining tables (my boss designed and installed it)
The canoes for arrival drinks (champagne) and arrival snacks (oysters)
A couple of the floral arrangements
And the best pic of the whole evening – a floral arrangement in front of a beautiful piece of art
Hugs & Kisses
Jessica Giggles
We’ve been counting down the days, the hours, the minutes… Can you believe that in a few hours time we’ll be watching the opening ceremony! The Soccer World Cup is upon us! *excitement*
The anticipation and excitement has been overwhelming! And the national pride is inspiring!
I have enjoyed the anticipation…the countdown… I have enjoyed seeing all the cars sporting our flag – tied around wing mirrors, held down on bonnets, flying from windows. I have enjoyed the sense of family that it’s created between us.
I intend to enjoy this tournament and watch a few matches! Although not for the reasons you may think… I am not a huge soccer fan so I intend to play “spot the sexy player”! I am also interested in seeing the different types of people that go to support (people watching is the best sport you know).
What will you be doing?
Hugs & Kisses
Jessica Giggles
I got this quote from Alet’s blog and when I read her post last night it really hit home!
For those that know me well, you’ll know that I find it very difficult to relax. I can’t come home after work and just sit still when there are things to be done. I will sort out the laundry or put a load in the machine, I will clear away plates and mugs from the coffee table and stash them in the sink, or I’ll sort out only-worn-once-mostly-clean clothes that have been stashed on the chair in the room. Or I’ll just potter around putting things away etc. Gary regularly forces me to sit down, put my feet up and take a breath.
And when I read this quote I realised that I am trying to do everything at once and tiring myself out in the process. I am trying to be the perfect fiancée. I am trying to be the perfect house-fiancée by doing the laundry and tidying up so the house is neat and tidy and presentable. I am trying to be the perfect employee by staying late to finish off costings, missing lunch because I’ve lost track of time (and then it’s too late to eat lunch because I won’t have space for dinner), and trying to fit a thousand and one things into each day to be on top of my work. And I’m trying to be the perfect me.
I know perfect isn’t everything, but to a perfectionistic OCD person like me, it is!
Is this just a me thing, or is it a woman thing?
Hugs & Kisses
Jessica Giggles
P.S. I am happy to report that tomorrow I have a me morning planned. I have a pamper session at 9am where I’ll be waxed and plucked, have my toes done, and have a facial (and while the mask is on, I’ll have a shoulder and neck massage too). And afterwards I’m off to the hairdresser to touch up my highlights and get a trim. See, I can sit still if I have to…
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