We've been struck by a smooth hindu with love handles.

Well, my life isn't all about nursing and sometimes on the weekends I am even able to forget about nursing altogether. However this is only possible through the antics of my friends but mostly my family. Friday was the apex of my weekend.

Friday evening: My brother is a librarian to an international school. That night, his school put on a talent show so he had to go out earlier than usual. My sister and I were watching DVDs when he comes in, wearing only his black cordorouys. My bro was once quite chub-chub, but then he lost a ton of weight, and even though he lost loads, his man-boobs still persist. He came to ask fashion advice of my sister and I. When I looked at him, I said "Bob, you have love-handles! But don't worry, me and Yvonne (my sis) have them too! Hahahahahah!" He replied "oh well, I always had them" and he CUPPED HIS INDIE TITS! My sis and I fell on the floor laughing! Then my dad came in and Yvonne said "Dad, do you know what love handles are?" My dad turned red so I told him "Its nothing rude, so don't even go there." So he thought a little and said "Ah, yes!....Ears!" Once again, we couldn't contain ourselves. I told my sis that I guess men just don't know what love handles are. So as a final test we asked my man and he said "Yeah, the fat around a girls hips...I have them too." Kudos to you, my love, you got it right!

So later on my dad decides to take us out for some Indian food. I got a little pissed off because he wanted to go to this complete tourist trap, but he was paying so I shut up. My sister and I walked through the door and my dad followed. Its good to mention at this point that my dad is a BIG man, quite intimidating and not a force to be reckoned with. The following conversation ensued:

Smooth Hindu: Hello girls, table for 2?
Yvonne: No, for three.
Hindu: No, for two, for two.
Yvonne: NO. For THREE.
Hindu: Ah. Do you girls have money?

At this point my sis turns to me with a quizzicle look on her face so I intervene.

Me: I DON'T think I'd go to a restaurant without money.
Hindu: And where do you get your money from?
Yvonne (whispering in my ear): does he think we are prostitutes?
(I didn't feel like dealing with him anymore) Me: Erm...there's my dad right behind me....
Hindu: Then you are 2 verrrrry lucky girls.

What the hell?

Then my dad got mad.

Dad: "I SHOULD LEAVE THIS RESTAURANT RIGHT NOW! WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TALKING TO MY DAUGHTERS LIKE THAT!"

Hindu: Oh, I am very sorry, I was only having fun with your girls.

Dad: "NO! YOU WILL NOT HAVE FUN WITH MY GIRLS! (oh Lord, I thought my dad was gonna erupt like a volcano) NOW DIRECT US TO OUR TABLE!"

The waiter kept apologising throughout the whole meal and my dad kept saying its ok and all. It was hilarious.

On saturday I had to think of nursing again, so I conducted more interviews for my thesis. 5 down, 5 to go and it will soon be all over. I can't wait. Then finals, then final practical and I am a nurse! yeeee ha!

Well, today is sunday and my man and I are supposed to spend it together, so we'll see what will happen later.

Hope you have all had a great weekend, much love.