Some days, you really need a double gin and tonic by 5 pm (oh, who're we kidding, 2 pm).

Other days, a simple compliment will do. And since the universe is not always forthcoming with random kind words, some clever people have invented a website that'll do it for you. It reminds me of one of my all-time favourites, the Make Everything OK button (even if they neglected to append the -ay). You can click that one here.

Anyway, because I'm (generally) a nice person, I thought I'd share it with ya'll.

I give you: Emergencycompliment.com

Here are some of my favourites (in case you're just too down to click the link).

I bet she does.

Why thank you.

Who wouldn't want me?

Creepy, but I'll take it.

My personal favourite.

A little animal-based humour to ease you out of Monday

Oh, and a little more...

Can you tell I'm wasting some of my valuable morning work hours on Pinterest?

When I was little, my older brother would sing the
alphabet so quickly, I actually thought that there
was a word – ellomenopi – in the middle
of the other letters, and kept trying to get
people to spell it for me. #specialcase

And a bit of silliness for a Monday morning

Okay how cool is this?

Fuelled by the amazing triple-decker ice cream cone mentioned below, I have investigated rumours I've been hearing about something magical called an ice cream club.

It exists.

I know. What a magical world we live in.

The amazing team at The Creamery (read all about them here, or pop into the Neighbourgoods Marker or new V&A Wharf Market to sample their wares) is behind this clever idea. They produce natural, handmade ice cream, with ingredients sourced from local farms. And it's slicker than your average, that's for sure: the likes of honey ice cream with lemon and poppyseed cookie dough sounds pretty good, right?

Anyway, so, ice cream club. Basically you sign up, pay a membership fee and then receive three 500 ml tubs every month. But the exciting bit is that the flavours are all either limited-edition or ones that are experimental and are not yet available at the stores. Yip, it's like Willy Wonka – you get to be experimented on with ice cream. Forget what Spur tells unwitting kids – this is actually the coolest club around.

Here's how to make your life a little more magical:

STEP 1
Go to thecreamery.co.za.

STEP 2
Buy a three-month or six-month membership.

STEP 3
Pick up your ice cream from a preselected point in the third week of each month. Take home, enjoy, feel free not to share.


Boom. That easy.

You can thank me later. I am partial to the High Tea (five roses ice cream with shortbread crumbles) flavour.

The weekend that was

I've accepted the fact that, at least for the near future, my life is going to include an awfully unnatural number of hours at work. But I cannot accept that work and sleeping is all I have time for. To that end, I am now officially time-managing like a boss, in order to fit as much as possible into the final two months of 2012.

To start with, how's this for a productive weekend? Over the past 72 hours, I...

• Performed in a show on Friday night
• Fit in a birthday party after the show, despite being tired and having my hair in a ballet bun
• Cleaned my flat top to bottom on Saturday morning early
• Worked for most of the daylight hours of Saturday
• Went to the ballet with my mum
• Adopted a kitten for an hour. My neighbour's tiny white and ginger kitty shot through my front door as I got home from the ballet and didn't want to leave right away. And who am I to deny a kitten hours of fun with my laundry drying rack?
• Worked for a few hours early on Sunday morning
• Had a lazy Sunday seafood lunch
• Consumed the hugest triple-decker ice cream cone in Hout Bay after lunch
• Watched mass amounts of series with Le Boyfriend on the couch
• ... and got drunk on said couch. On a Sunday. 

Look at me go. Not bad, huh?

So, Le Boyfriend and some other crazy people he works with were selected to compete in Red Bull Flugtag 2012 (see the madness here).

In order to drum up some hype, they did what any sane, logical people would do: they made their own Gangnam Style video.

Have to say, I've seen very little sexier than this since Ryan Gosling took off his shirt in Crazy Stupid Love.

Go on, give them a 'like' on YouTube. Please? Clicky clicky.

Here are a few tasters...