Rants & Raves of Jasmine’s Fiction

For all of you who didn’t know, it was my birthday this past Friday. I ate too much and drank too much but hey, that’s a weekend celebration for ya…

So what happened?

Friday 4^th May 2007:

Woke up, kipped to my mom’s office and ran a few banking and post office errands for her and when I finished I picked up a friend and went straight to the spa for 5 hours of bliss. Going home feeling like tenderized

Kobe

beef; I caught up with gossip and tried on the jade bangles mom left for me. Dinner later was with family and friends consisted of lamb chops, 2 types of stingray (braised and grilled), fried glass noodles, leafy green vegetables, thick gooey flour noodles with black sauce, 2 types of squid (grilled and deep fried) and drunken ginger chicken. Dessert was freshly cut fruits and ice cream cake.  YUM.  Went home with indigestion, had some beer and called it a night.

Saturday 5^th May 2007:

Woke up still feeling full from dinner, showered and went with Ursa to visit cousin Sara and her hubby Gerard and her little happy ankle biter Christian. Christian is 2 so we brought the turtle to visit him as well – and after telling me repeatedly “ontyjas’mee-i-sawtutu-on-tv” he spent about an hour sloshing the poor turtle around in the tank. Had lunch with them and threw the baby around a bit on the carpet and finally read him a story and put him down for his afternoon nap we went back and I crashed out for 2 hours while the boys went shopping for barbecue supplies. Woke up to nice onion and pumpkin cooking and fresh marinade smells and I flopped on the couch while the boys ran around filling the eski with ice, beer, juice and vodka and making the salads and while waiting for everyone else to show up we sat around and watched Pirates and drank beer…

Heading to the pool and barbecue pit as the sun set, we started the fire (after about half an hour of heroic fanning by PyroBobot) and the meat – lamb, beef and sausages started to get cooked. Basically the whole night was boys with anime porn, fire, beer, meat, vodka, fire, meat, more vodka, more meat and finally we topped it off with a mass wrestling match where the losers get thrown into the pool. Ursa – big Sumo boy he is, won of course.  Finally packing up at almost midnight, we headed back to watch 300 on DVD (so blood and violence to top off an awesome night) and finish the beer and vodka…

Sunday 6^th May 2007:

Woke up to a slight hangover, showered and grabbed the boys out for dim sum brunch. Polished off enough food to feed a small 3^rd world country, we went to get orange juice. Back at home we loaded up on vodka and OJ, Lays chips and Star Wars, all to the soundtrack of Ursa’s snoring. As the temperature went up to 36 degrees Celsius, we hid in the comforts of air-conditioning and iced screwdrivers.  By the time dinner came about, I couldn’t drive.  We ate a quick slap up meal, went home and zzzzzzzzz.

It’s now Monday and slight hangover notwithstanding, I feel awesome. And my favourite highlights of the weekend?

-         Christian running up to me to scream at me, “ontyjas’mee-i-wana-guzin!” In English that would be ‘Aunty Jasmine I want a cousin’ but Christian, Aunty Jasmine needs to get married first before she can make you a cousin…

-         Khayman running full tilt across the floor towards Hazrul to flying tackle him into the pool but ended up slipping on a wet patch and somersaulting, literally, arse over teakettle into the swimming pool.

-         Lost ripping his shorts at the crotch and displaying /FLAUNTING his hairy goat trinkets for the WORLD to see. Ugh.  My eyes.

-         Lost making me divest Hazrul of his electronics so the rest of the boys could wrestle him into the pool… And into the pool he went, complete with shoes, wallet, pants, shirt & socks.

-         Pok and I double teaming a cussing PyroBobot face first into the pool and when he came up sputtering all he could do was show us the finger. LOL.

-         Ursa needing to help me tie my bikini top back up after a tandem barrel-roll into the pool ended up with my rip cords getting pulled off… *blush*

-         Susan and I smoking up the restaurant with the dry ice from the ice cream cake packaging like little 3 year olds.

-         Chocolate.  Ice.  Cream.  Cake.  Like, duh.

-         Sloshy Sunday – doing absolutely fuck-o, drinking chilled heavy screwdrivers, reading Raymond E. Feist, listening to Lacuna Coil, nibbling on chocolate and Lays chips, half watching Star Wars and listening to Ursa snore the place down and slowly getting FUBAR.  Awesome.

-         Vodka.  OMG.  With OJ.  OMFG.

To everyone who wished me, thanks for the thoughts! For those of you who forgot / didn’t know, I still luv ya!  And to my favourite boys; you bozos rock. Really.  *muak muaks*

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