My Year is Improving

Last night's new-year-new-recipes dinner of Nam Jim Chicken was a great success :) I absolutely loved it and although I didn't have quite all the right ingredients (can you even buy Coriander Root in this country??), it worked out perfectly. Varen was even impressed with the display, like restaurant food he said! Even I was impressed which is why there happens to be a photo :). Pity he is not as much of a fan of Thai food as I am ... because it was my favourite dish of the week. He went and polished off the left over gnocchi instead :( That's not to say he didn't eat the chicken, it was just the "fiddly" bits he left, the sprouts, basil and coriander. I ate mine along with my chicken and it went wonderfully! I've even put it all together on a sarmie for lunch today. This new dinner plan is working wonderfully to provide me with lunch :) As promised, as soon as I get round to trying the recipe a 2nd time, I will blog the recipe with pics ... I just prefer to make sure it's really delish before going to the effort ;)

Oh, which reminds me, I put up the cute pic of Coal-a-roo that I promised on yesterday's post. He's still fine ... although was in a funny unfriendly lone-bunny kinda mood yesterday evening, which immediately sets warning bells ringing in my ears. Still no word on Henna's autopsy results tho ... I promise you'll be one of the first to know!

I also wanted to jot down two things that drive me inexplicably crazy:
Firstly, why (oh why!) do people who live in a complex leave their front doors wide open?!? I know you have a security gate, but seriously .... the door right onto the walkway. Sure, I completely understand having those 2 big double glass doors onto the garden open, especially in this weather. I do it all the time. Onto my *private* garden. But all of you (literally I think it is almost every 2nd door I walk past to get to our unit) leave your front doors wide open to the world. It irritates the crap out of me and I think someone should either walk into your house when you do this or go and close your door (I am often tempted but never had).

Secondly, people who randomly sing. All. The. Time. Our cleaning lady at work is back from Christmas holiday and she does it. I can't begin to explain how much it drives me nuts. It doesn't even sound coherent. It's like someone constantly mumbling next to you. Yeah yeah, maybe she's happy and filled with bliss and just needs a way to express it. I don't think so. Mostly I think it's one of the most inconsiderate things people can do when in regular public places. I don't have a choice, I have to hear it. It was nice and quiet and now you've ruined it with "your version" of singing. Naturally I put my iPod straight in, if I can. Please note: I don't actually have anything against people singing under the right circumstances ... and if they're doing it properly, like with words you can hear and people are there to listen etc. It's this half-under-the-breath constant noise that invades my brain and drives me crazy. This is right up there with peopel who talk in the cinema. Luckily I've never had to experience this sort of "singing" in the cinema or I think I might explode. I have, however, had to endure it while paying for items in a checkout queue. I. Just. Don't. Get. It. What goes on in a person's mind who sort-of-sings to themselves around other people who can not escape (like when I'm working at my desk or waiting to pay, I'd leave immediately if I could!).

Ah, I feel a little better after that vent :) And to finish off, I wanted to mention that the bloggirls events for 2009 are getting started again. I have a full year planned, and this year looks to be even more fun for us bloggirls living in Joburg! So if you are a girl-blogger living in Joburg and want to join us for one of these get togethers and meet some truly fabulous women, sign up for the January event!