The Avengers

Tee & I went to the watch The Avengers last night and I cannot even adequately describe how much I enjoyed this movie!

Throughout the movie I kept finding myself with a huge grin on my face and thinking how much I was loving it.

This movie really gets the adrenaline going. The humour was so well executed that we were laughing out loud in some parts… & often clapping too!

I don’t know the storyline about The Black Widow or Hawk and I didn’t watch Hulk (although if I had known sooner than Mark Ruffalo was the hulk I would’ve watched it as I think he is an awesome actor.) but having watched Iron Man, Thor & Captain America, I knew we were in for a treat when they were all together in The Avengers – and I was not disappointed at all.

As so often happens when you have a movie with so many strong characters (or actors, think Valentine’s Day for example), you tend to have to squeeze so much in that you lose a sense of each character’s main purpose & you end up feeling that you were missing that little extra punch.

Excellent direction helped each character to maintain their identity & still complement each others’ abilities & make for an excellent movie.

Everytime I thought I had my favourite character, then someone else went and did something kick-ass and I just couldn’t decide!

I love how the characters fight each other in the beginning, trying to show each other who is boss. It’s the action-movie-goers ultimate wet-dream, watch all your characters fight it out and see who truimphs.

Thor & Captain America looked deliciously buff and I kept finding myself wondering who would win in an arm-wrestle.

After trawling Google images for topless pics of these 2 actors (yes, it was hard work, but all in the name of good blogging) I cannot decide.

Obviously with Thor being a demi-god, he is an imposing character, but I think with clever costumes and camera angles they made him appear a lot bigger. From the looks of them, they seem to be pretty well matched.

Let us for a moment enjoy the male-godness of these 2….

You can wrap those arms around me anytime!

Man… I am BUFF!

Hard to choose… yes I told you it would be!

Who would your money be on?

Moving slightly off-track…

Here is a cute picture of Chris Evans before he bulked up and looked all “good-boy-soldier” for Captain America: 

I love the messy dark hair on him.

The Aussie brothers Liam and Chris Hemsworth are both cute, looking at this pic though, I must say that Chris is the more sexy, rugged of the 2.

So in summary – I highly recommend that you watch The Avengers and come back and tell me you did not enjoy this movie immensely.

What they now need to do is come out with a box-set of all the movies together. I would make the box an awesome-looking metal case with the markings of Thor’s axe and the high-techness (yes I just made a new word) that is Tony Stark with some Stars from Captain America’s costume.

Walking Away – With Dignity

I am going out on a limb here and saying that my woman’s intuition is slapping me across the back of the head, telling me to see the signs & move on.
I think I am officially being ignored. Its been over a week since I last heard from Iron Man.

A week is a long time – so I am going to do what every self-respecting woman does…. and walk away.

I always tell my friends to maintain their dignity and I am going to follow my own advice.

I cannot waste my time on a person who does not want me the same way I want them.
I must admit, I am sad about it, but let’s face it, just because I developed a soft spot for him, doesn’t mean it wasn’t just sex for him – and that’s how it was supposed to be.

I don’t have any regrets & it is something I will always look back on & smile. (and besides, thanks to my gynae trip today – I will not be doing anything for a while now!)

I am R1000 poorer & in less pain, but at least in 2 or 3 days I will be able to walk like a normal person again and not be in constant agony thanks to Mr Bartholin! (Think this is karma’s way of paying me back)

De-Fuzzing & other girly horrors

These past few months with me having no man in my life or even on the distant horizon, I have been pretty lax about waxing and plucking etc.

What is the point of going through the pain and the expense of a wax and there is nobody to appreciate it?

The other day I decided to do something about it, because I am really not a fan of lots of hair (except on my head where it should be)

So I go to a new salon and book the appointment.

Have I been out of it that long?

Wherever I have been it’s always referred to as  Full Brazillian – removal of ALL hair (also known as the Hollywood) or a normal Brazillian which leaves a small patch of hair (landing strip)

So in I innocently walk and ask for a “brazillian” (Heaven knows why I felt like subjecting myself to this god-awful pain)

I lie down and start chattering away to the lady (I feel very uncomfortable doing this and tend to talk to mask my nerves)

I was not concentrating at all until I felt half my hair disappear with one savage tug.  It was then I realised that she was Removing. It. All.

Turns out that it was a good thing I did it.

That night I got lucky with Iron Man.

On my last night at Sun City, Iron Man asked me to stay the night with him instead of going home.

I was so tempted to as it would have been wonderful to wake up in his arms and there is nothing quite as nice as action first thing in the morning when you are still warm from sleeping.

As luck would have it, my period started and even though he was really understanding and asked me to stay with him anyway and cuddle, I left.

Besides, how on earth would I explain this to my work colleagues?

Sometime it really sucks to be a woman!