TGIF

So I was wrong, Henna was only momentarily thwarted. Yesterday afternoon we played another few rounds of "you jump over the veggie patch fence and I'll come catch you". I don't think she thought it was such a fun game and would have much rather have been munching away on the veggies, I'm sure :) But, yesterday afternoon I did manage to watch her actually do it and figure out how to better halt her attempts. So far it seems to have worked :) Finger's crossed or there'll be now yummy veggie leaves left by Monday!

Other than that we didn't do much. Got take-out for dinner (again, I know!) but we were lazy and have been very relaxed on the house-cleaning lately (having been away last weekend and only ate home-cooked food on Monday night) ... so neither of us was interested in breaking the spell :) But I have found some fab new recipes on Cookbook.co.za thanks to Jackson's Mom, so I think there might be some cooking going down this weekend :) Our search for a new reliable, honest, English speaking domestic worker is in full swing tho, so finger's crossed! If you have someone you want to recommend who fit's the bill and is available on a Thursday or Friday, drop me a comment, it will be much appreciated :)

Oh and we watched a dvd last night. Varen & I have discovered that in future we should not even attempt dvd-watching during the week. Because we mostly watch the movies we're actually keen to see on the big screen, there's very little left to find on dvd that we can both agree on. So now we're thinking of instituting a 2-dvd rule. If we get dvds, we have to get two, and I can pick one and he can pick the other because, we can barely ever find something we're both keen to see. Which invariably means there's not enough time on a week night for dvd watching but we'll see how it goes. I'm keen to investigate PushPlay, a dvd service some of my friends are using with great success!

So, last night we watched Scoop!

In the funeral of the famous British journalist Joe Strombel, his colleagues and friends recall how obstinate he was while seeking for a scoop. Meanwhile the deceased Joe discloses the identity of the tarot card serial killer of London. He cheats the Reaper and appears to the American student of journalism Sondra Pransky, who is on the stage in the middle of a magic show of the magician Sidney Waterman in London, and tells her that the murderer is the aristocrat Peter Lyman. Sondra drags Sid in her investigation, seeking for evidences that Peter is the killer. However, she falls in love with him and questions if Joe Strombel is right in his scoop.

Yes, I know, shock horror, it's a Woody Allen film, which usually I steer clear of ... and it had one of my least favourite actresses starring in it, Scarlett Johansson - but bizarrely, it was my choice ... and Varen was off reading his book before we were half an hour in. But, in my defense, it did have Hugh Jackman in a not-as-fab-as-Wolverine but, not-as-rubbish-as-him-in-Kate-and-Leopold role. Meh, the movie was decidedly average. I liked the way they did the death-bit. But Scarlett was an even more irritating character than normal and you could literally watch her practiced character-habits ... rub the chin while thinking, push glasses up nose. Painful.