“Oh let me be your teddy bear…”

As a young child, I found no greater joy than coming across a beautifully made teddy bear that needed a home. With the help of Nurse Nancy and her doll hospital (A comic strip I read and enjoyed quite frequently in Twinkle magazine), I had, over time, pulled together a complete family of stuffed friends. (Each with a carefully hand-picked name and a personalized hand-drawn birth certificate.)

I took in teddy bears of every kind. Old bears, new bears, Christmas bears, Easter bears, hiking bears, birthday bears, scented bears and even Virgin Atlantic pilot bears. If it had a personality, it had a home. I was especially fond of old fashioned bears, (and I still am!) with elongated bear-noses, covered in soft, shaggy brown fur.

Moving into my new “grown-up” room, I’m having trouble deciding whether my bear collection should be packed away for my own children to look after one day, or whether I should add them to my figurine display shelves for a little more “shelf-life”, if you will. Being an avid fan of Toy Story (since the very beginning) I can’t bear the thought of my childhood toys feeling abandoned. I may just hang onto them a little while longer. (Don’t judge me)

On visiting a plant nursery with my family a few weekends ago, I stumbled upon a teddy bear expo. Can you imagine my glee? I browsed the many hand-made and beautifully crafted little bears and finally came across the Honeydew Bears stand, where a very lovely lady (I didn’t ask her name. I should really learn to introduce myself properly in the future…) sold me my very first “make your own bear” kit.

Fully jointed and sewn from scratch, (hand stitched, might I add), I completed my first home-made teddy bear! He’s nowhere near perfect, but I’m quite proud of my first attempt. I also have a whole new respect for anyone who takes the time to craft these lovely creatures. A very finicky job. (And that’s coming from the girl who played with the likes of Polly pocket and such miniature toys as a child)

I’m really, beary happy with my little friend though. (See what I did there? “beary happy”? – My undying wit is wasted on such a small audience.)

Ooh yes, and also, should you feel the need to research a bit more about the lovely little Nurse Nancy and her adventures, please be advised that “Nurse Nancy” is also the name of a rather graphic adult film. I found this out the hard way and I would never wish such ill-luck to befall anyone else…

Zozette

xoxo

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“Happy Birthday to ya! Happy bi-irth-daaay…”

Happy Birthday to me!!! I am 22 now… and so I think that I must be old.

My most amazingest cake EVER! (Ok, it was from my 21st last year – but isn’t it amazing?)

“All children, except one, grow up. They soon know that they will grow up, and the way Wendy knew was this. One day when she was two years old she was playing in a garden, and she plucked another flower and ran with it to her mother. I suppose she must have looked rather delightful, for Mrs Darling put her hand to her heart and cried, ‘Oh, why can’t you remain like this for ever!’ This was all that passed between them on the subject, but henceforth Wendy knew that she must grow up. You always know after you are two. Two is the beginning of the end.”

– J.M. Barrie (Peter Pan)

Peter Pan and Wendy


Zozette

xoxo

 

 

“Today’s the day the teddy bears have their picnic…”

What to do while one is unemployed (and willing to spend the last few pennies in their wallet…)

Have a picnic!

Grab a handful of close buddies, a blanket, board games, some yummy goodies – and stick em in your picnic basket. Skip off to your nicest botanical garden (In our case – The stunning Walter Sisulu Botanical Garden) and enjoy a nice day in the sun.

Heeeey! Look at me! Imma picnicing!

Get everyone to bring something to cut costs and make sure you take your student card with! Discount!!! – YEAH. (Let’s not mention that my student card is actually not valid anymore. I graduated over a year ago….)

Check out the spread!

Danica and Taboo (The bestest, noisiest game for a bunch of Europeans and an American to play)

Who’s happy she came on a picnic?! Vivi is! Vivi is!

I can see you Megan… (Taboo brings out the ninja within)

Yummy yummy peanut butter cups!

See? Picnics make you happy. Even when you’re broke. Join us!

Extreme Super fail at a multiple jump shot. Danica’s all “High School Musical” and Viv’s kinda celebratory. I, on the other hand, seem to be squatting. In. Every. Single. “Jumping.” Photo.

What fun indeed!

Zozette

xoxo

“I’m dreaming of a white Christmas…”

Imagine my surprise when my dream of a white Christmas came true this year…

In summery South Africa!

Ok, mind you, it wasn’t snow…. It was actually hail… But honestly now, marshmallows could have fallen from the sky and I still would have been happy. (Actually, probably happier…)

Anyhow, back to hail.

It fell. From ye sky. In buckets.

Hours later, there were still piles of it in my driveway… so my sister and I went out and played in it, while singing Christmas carols. It was little bit sad, but we felt festive all the same.

Ch-ch-check it out:

Our “snowy” garden. 🙂

HAIL FIGHT!

I hope everybody had a fantastically superb Christmas and ate themselves into a coma. (I definitely did.) – Now for the New Year celebrations tomorrow! (Can you believe it’s 2011 already??? – WHAT?!)

Zozette

xoxo

“I got the magic in me…”

In light of current events, I thought I would theme my new post to the likes of the wonderful, wizarding world of Harry potter. This doesn’t refer to the fantastic-looking theme park (Which I NEED to visit), but the fact that the movie was released yesterday. I have yet to see it… which is a first for me! I always watch the HP movies on premiere night and I’m afraid my 30 seconds to Mars concert last night spoilt that tradition. HOWEVER, 30 seconds to Mars blew my mind and the new Harry Potter movie will be seen VERY soon.

In the meantime… I have found a rather… er… interesting person who has entered himself in a “Biggest Harry Potter fan” competition. Let’s just say this dude better win, because he has dedicated his life and a lot of time to this phenomenal series. (I thought I was a fan… but really… Wow! This guy is either the king of all Harry Potter nerds OR totally creeptastic. You decide.)

Zozette

xoxo

“Just eat it, eat it, eat it…”

Holy corn cobs, this is funny. It’s a compilation of Mark Dacascos revealing the episodic secret ingredient on Iron Chef. Notice how buggy his eyes get and how each reveal seems to become more epic than the last. Too funny!

Zozette

xoxo

“The Simpsonsss…”

Ahhhhh…. I can’t believe I didn’t manage to post this on the 1st of August 2010!!!

Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo………………………………………………

I am a failure as a Simpsonite. (If there is such a word…)

Yesterday, marked the date of a pretty special wedding. One that fans have been waiting for for the past 15 years!

Season 6 of the Simpsons (Aired in 1995) told the story of an 8 year old Lisa Simpson being told her future by a fortune teller at a carnival. The fortune teller predicts a romance between a 23 year old Lisa and an Englishman by the name of Hugh Parkerfield. The episode involves the Simpson/Parkerfield wedding in the year 2010! (Mind you, by the end of the episode the wedding is called off. So I guess we didn’t miss much.)

Can’t believe I missed the date. I’m such a loser.

Then again, there may be some confusion as to how this happened, considering the fact that Lisa is still 8 years old in the most recent Simpsons episodes. Hmm.

Now that I have had my daily geek-out session, I will leave you with the wise words of Mr Homer J Simpson:

“Lisa, Vampires are make-believe. Like elves, gremlins, and eskimos.”

Zozette

xoxo

“Dum, dum, dum, honey, what have you done?”

Coolest. Tattoo. Ever.

Steven Tyler is a frikken legend.

You can find the tattoo artist’s deviant art page here.

That is all.

Zozette

xoxo

“I want to break the mould, wanna break the stereotype…”

“Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You.” – Dr Seuss

Zozette

xoxo

“At worst I feel bad for a while… but then I just smile…”

This post is just for my sister, who is traumatized daily by her reflection. I suppose, in part, this is my fault, but I can’t help if braces make for an easy target.

This site is to help her feel better. See Ariana? There will, too, be a day where you can post your picture here, and reminisce about the time when I had braces… (I think this site was created in anticipation of your childhood, little one.)

Quite a cute little website and funny as hell for those who have/had/knew someone with a metal mouth.

I mean check it. This random kid had braces and STILL managed to meet Lady Gaga.

“Yes, yes. Congratulations Betty. Your smile will no longer induce seizures in children” – Wilhelmina Slater, right after Betty gets her braces removed.

I love you sister. I really do.

Zozette

xoxo

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