I love Christmas, I really do. My phylosophy at Christmas is “You will have fun and feel the Christmas spirit… even if it kills you!”

I think my poor family hate me sometimes at Christmas time…

It’s not my fault I really love everything about Christmas, I think it’s the little girl in me that just loves all the sparkly decorations and the possibility of magic at this time of year. Big companies hand out money like it’s going out of fashion, people go out of their way to do something nice and there just seems to be an excited buzz all the time

Of course it is also important to be with the people you love or at least as many of them as you can. I really love the big turkey lunch with friends and family on Christmas day. Turkey cooked by my dad in the Webber, my mom’s bread sauce and sage and onion stuffing and knowing it’s OK to go back for seconds and thirds on this particular day.

But the absolute best part of Christmas is putting up the tree. My mom once wanted to have an elegantly decorated tree and house, I convinced her otherwise. Actually I just flat refused to allow it. Christmas trees must be covered in multi-coloured tinsel and baubles and decorations made by me and my brother when we were still in pre-primary. And the house must have tinsel and glittery things hanging from everywhere possible!

The all important tree!

This is a wonderful mish mash of new baubles, old ornaments and a drunken angel! One year we could not get this angel to sit straight on the tree. We figured she had been in the Sherry and every year since, our dear little angel won’t/can’t/doesn’t sit straight on the tree!

Drunk Angel

An ornament almost as old as I am

My favourite tree ornament

And then there's the mistletoe

I just love the way the house looks with the tree up!

Hope you all have a very very Merry Christmas or Festive Season (depending on how you celebrate this time of year)!

So I, like many others headed off to Darling this weekend for Rocking The Daisies. It was awesome

The only problem I had was that I couldn’t tweet while there

So here is a list of what I would have tweeted…

• Well after searching high and low and eventually borrowing some wellies, they not needed. Stunning day on Saturday
• Spent time chilling by the dam, watching the people go by. Can’t believe I saw so many people I knew in a crowd that big. Especially because everyone looked the same when hidden by hats and big sunglasses!
• Comedy tent was the place to be! Awesome vibe and even better entertainment (more…)

On Saturday 03 July 2010, I joined everyone and their uncle in Cape Town to do the Fan Walk. What a day out!?!

I have never before danced in the streets, and have never before been in a crowd that was so full of goodwill and cheer.  The entire Fan Walk was packed with 100s of 1000s of people and everyone was there to just soak up the atmosphere. And boy was there atmosphere!

I just want to say a huge thank you and well done to my home town – Cape Town! You did us proud! Everyone was dressed up, everyone was smiling, the police were very present but also very pleasant and no one seemed to be in a bad mood.

Cape Town – We felt it! It was here! “Waka waka! Eh Eh!”

Recently I have been hearing more and more (mostly negative) about “woo girls”. What is a “woo girl”?

A woo girl is very easily spotted. She generally travels in packs and is usually drunk or wanting to get drunk. Even if you don’t know exactly where the woo pack is, you will know the general direction by the very loud and regular out bursts of “WOOOO”. For a more complete definition check out the Urban Dictionary.

Now the big question is, “Is being a woo girl a bad thing?”

Well… since every single person I know has woo-ed at least once in their life time and not a single one them spontaneously combusted from the act of woo-ing, it can’t be that bad a thing. In fact in the last week I have done a quite a lot of woo-ing.

I won tickets to a great show – I woo-ed and so did my friend, Robyn

People were dancing in the streets before the 2010 World Cup Opening Ceremony – I woo-ed at them and then danced a bit too

Bafana goal keeper, Itumeleng Khune, made some amazing saves during the opening game – I woo-ed at each one and so did the 100 odd people around me.

Siphiwe Tshabalala scored the opening goal for Bafana – I woo-ed and so did the entire country (I think also I cried a bit)

I went to closing night of a play that friends were in and as they took their final bow – I woo-ed!

What I don’t do is woo constantly.

It was put best, I think, in an episode of How I Met Your Mother that a Woo Girl only Woo-s to cover up the fact that they hate their lives. At one point in the episode, when the girls are woo-ing, there are subtitles given: “I cry in the shower”, “I’ve never been on a second date”, “What if I never get to be a mom?!”

These girls woo-ed just for the sake of woo-ing, maybe a new song started playing or there were shots being drunk or they opened their mouths and that sound just came out from habit… What ever the reason, it wasn’t very pretty.

So, it would seem that woo-ing is not always a bad thing. It’s the constant and incessant woo for no real reason that is the problem.

Um... That's not what I meant

Don’t be afraid to woo… just make sure it’s for a good cause