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How I Met Your Father: the one where I wanted a man like Game of Thrones’s Tormund

Kids, as your Uncle T, Spirit Mom and I mourned the ending of the penultimate season of Game of Thrones, I came to a major Wilding-esque conclusion…

I wanted a man who looked at and talked about me the way big, rugged Tormund talked about the Lady Brienne of Tarth:

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I knew he was a fictional character ( and by far, one of the gods-be-damned best!) but I loved how unashamedly he adored her and wanted to make giant babies with her!

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Where, for the love of the Lord of Light, was my Wildling, desperate to father you?

You might think this was a weird thing to want, but men blurting out a line like this at the women in our family has worked before.

In fact, your Grandpa said it to your Nan in the 1980s:

Sigh…

Your father was out there, Kids… your impatient Mother of Dragons just had to keep the faith and wait for him.

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How I Met Your Father: House of Wyrd goes to #FanCon2017

Kids, as you know, your Spirit Mom, spirit siblings Kris and Heidi and I were major cosplayers and in 2017, we jumped at the chance to once again raise our House of Wyrd freak flag at FanCon: Cape Town Comic Con at the Cape Town International Convention Centre on Saturday 29 April, 2017.

This time round, I left the Wonder Woman costume at home while Kris absolutely rocked his Teddybear Tuxedo Minigun costume from the Fallout video game:

Kris, my Spirit Magic Wyrdo Child, is cosplaying as Teddybear Tuxedo Mini gun from Fall Out at #fancon2017 😎

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From superhero themed jewellery and glitter tattoos to endless geek memorabilia and opportunities to meet our favourite comic book authors, there was just SO much to see and do at FanCon.

Kris went nuts for all of the cool jewellery at the Treasure Box stand, picking up a really lifelike looking Horcrux, from the famed Harry Potter series, while we snagged a gorgeous Tardis print for Leo in the Art Alley:

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Here are few of the awesome social media posts by fellow geeks of the event:

delicious moral {city varsity ftw} #fancon2017 #cosplay #zombie

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Batdad returns. #fancon2017

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There was obviously still time for at one House of Wyrd Iron Throne photo op:

@WonderWomanFilm takes the Iron Throne at #fancon2017 😍

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How I Met Your Father: Tales from fellow singleton, Ms Lilu

Hey, Faz’s kids., it’s your aunt Lee-Anne here.

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This, Guys and Girls , is my first forage in to the world of blogging about my life ’cause this shit is real and somebody has to hear about it…. The voices in my head can only do so much before they start turning on one another.

First and foremost, call me Lilu. It’s short and somewhat cute, just like me. Back in 2017, I’m a 31-year-old woman who has been single on and off for two years now and man, have I seen some M Nightshamalamadingdong crazy out there.

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I’m not your typical single woman of what people discern as a “Certain Age”. Yeah, Bitch, it’s called 31 and although I don’t eat this fast food –  the slogan fits ‘Mmm, I’m lovin it” cue Justin Timberlake intro…I wish.

And as always, I’ve gone off track. What I was trying to say is I’m not looking for a guy to marry, I’m looking for a partner.

I need a good relationship before I can think of marrying anyone because some of these men out there are like Freys at the Red Wedding…if you did not catch that…Child, you need to watch some Game of Thrones.

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What I mean is I’m not desperate or constantly looking at who’s eligible.I don’t go out with the purpose to just meet a man so that I can have this Jerry McGuire-you-complete me-moment.

Don’t get me wrong :I was that for a hot minute. I believed this perfect moment would come and the sparks would fly and we would fly off to our castle on a magic carpet ride…. I dreamed of a Ferrari but got a Uno fire with a very good paint job.

After being in a long-term relationship where I thought I was happy and safe in this bubble of codependency and comfortable silence (in the wrong way I might add), I both revered and feared singledom.

I kind of knew I needed to get out but I was afraid to no longer have the label of girlfriend so I stayed in an unhappy and more importantly unhealthy relationship much longer than I should have. When I finally plucked up the courage and walked away it was the most terrifying thing I had ever done so far in my short life (no pun intended).

I went through every stage of grief you could go through because I lost a part of me that had always been there …well to me,anyway. I lost what I had come to know as home and all I could see was the loss of what was and not the potential of what could be……and oh.what potential turned out to be.

There have been tears, laughs, denials, super idiotic choices to please somebody because I wanted their approval. There have been friendships found and lost, family gained and what was shattered shards of myself put back together again.

Not in the way I was before, in a different kind of way, not better or worse just differently, stronger, better equipped to leave when a situation is bad and more confident to let someone know I like them when I do because ain’t nobody got time for high school  yes , no and maybe games.

My stories are many, and the people in them a colorful array of crazy and fun, sometimes more Norman Bates-like crazy than I would like but hey, sometimes you gotta roll with the punches.

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As I went through all of this and still go through the surprises that life brings me, there was one I was not ready for.

There is a difference between having life and living it and enjoying life and watching it pass you by. Once you start living it, there’s no going back..

Also…..why is Kale a thing like it’s nice and all but does it have to be everywhere??

How I Met Your Father: 30 things I have learnt about myself and life since turning 30

Kids, as my *gasp* 31st birthday edged closer in 2016, I started reflecting on what being 30 meant to me and realised that I actually loved it.

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I know that I freaked out pretty badly about my milestone age the year before, but by the winter of 2016, I had chilled the f*** out long enough to appreciate it.

Here are 30 things I learnt about myself and life after turning 30:

  1. I have no more f***s to give and it’s ok:

No, really. Before 30, I would be stressed about what people thought of me and whether they’d accept me for the weirdo I was.

After 30, I was like “well, f*** a f***ing zombie, if you don’t like me, screw you!” I liked me:the dressing like a hobo writer; dance in the car and the supermarket; can’t be bothered to even pretend to like people I should me and that was all that mattered.

  1. No was my new favourite word:

As in “No, I am not attending a family function where I have to pretend the perpetually divorced aunt’s comments about my inability to land a man doesn’t hurt my feelings” or “No, I really don’t want to pay for your mother’s birthday cake just because you’re broke AF and didn’t plan ahead”.

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I especially loved saying Hell to the f*** no when friends, acquaintances and potential dates tried to talk me into going to places or doing things because it was more convenient for them.

My comfort, after 30, came first… f*** the rest!

  1. Here are my boundaries, now f*** off:

So-called friends who couldn’t deal with not being the centre of my universe whilst I was in the middle of taking care of my dying grandfather and dedicating myself to passion projects or clients who contacted me after hours were not so graciously told where to f*** off to because I have boundaries.

  1. Staying home was my new favourite past time:

Time was when I’d be out there with the most narcissistic of socialites, snapping pics on red carpets and attending every event or show opening under the goddamn sun.

By 2016, I was tired of the constant fake behaviour and forced friendships with so-called celebrities so I found new events (GOT premieres) and red carpets (my bedroom’s) to frequent.

Shutting myself in my apartment for at least one day a weekend where I didn’t have to go out at all because it was too peopley out there was how I held onto my sanity during all of the adulting I had to do.

  1. Holding my tongue was no longer an option:

I learnt to be blunt AF because it was the only way people would understand me when I kept saying no (see point 2).

My entire life, I was always worried about protecting other people’s feelings and not daring to retaliate when they hurt mine.

New me didn’t have such qualms. If you were a guy wasting my time with small talk about the weather or asking me to send you boob pics on dating sites, I told you exactly where to stick your small member and not ever f***ing contact me again.

If you were a client who wanted me to rise at the crack of dawn to fill in for you because you were going away for the weekend, I told you where to get off on the bullshit train.

Biting my tongue to keep the peace was no longer my modus operandi.

  1. I am a cosplaying freak:

Who loves nothing more than donning tights and a cape and showing off at events to other geeks.

From Wonder Woman to Hermione Granger and Khaleesi/Melisandre, I loved rocking a wig, a latex suit and accessories, alongside your aunts and Spirit Mom.

  1. Love is being completely me with people I love:

Your aunts Sam and Mishka and your godparents Leo, Tendai and Leon are the only five people in Year 30 that I felt completely at ease with.

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They loved me when I was crabby and happy over silly things; they let me cry when I needed to or just be quiet when I couldn’t put into words the things that hurt me and they weren’t afraid to call me out on my crap when they needed to.

  1. Feeling guilty is a waste of time:

So I finished yet another tub of Nutella without using it for the pancakes I actually bought it for… so freaking what?! Did anyone die? No? Then, shut up, Brain, and just let me enjoy my chocolate high right now.

Ditto for not finishing blogs, reports etc for work when I was ill. I was delirious on medication and sleep deprived, for Drogon’s sake, it’s not like the company would fall apart without me!

  1. I am worth showing up for:

Old friends who bailed last minute on plans and dates who stood me up were no longer worth my tears.

Spending time with me, especially when I had to rearrange shit so I could see them, was a f***ing privilege. If they couldn’t be bothered to show up, I wouldn’t be bothered to answer calls and texts in future.

  1. I will not settle for mediocrity:

I deserved the very best I could give myself – from a future partner to what I ate and who I spent my time with to where I travelled to –  so if those things were not up to par, they had to go.

We are so focused on making sure everyone else (family, friends, significant others etc) is happy and getting what they deserved but what about ourselves?

In 2016, I made myself my priority – f*** anyone who thought that was selfish!

  1. It’s never too late to do anything:

Like read the Harry Potter book series for the first time (yes, I know, considering I saw all the movies and worked in magic, I should have done that yonks ago but whatever!)

  1. If I don’t know how to do something, I’ll ask Google:

Dudes, what I knew about being an executor of an estate or how to process a medical aid claim back was dismal. Being an adult doesn’t come with an instruction manual so thank the Seven for Google!

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  1. Eating breakfast for supper is ok:

As a kid, I would laugh at my Dad and your Aunt Sam for tucking into a bowl of Kellogg’s at 6pm but I came to appreciate the wonders of a good scrambled egg or waffle at supper time.

  1. Life is short, do shit that scares you:

Like training for and running a 10km race or lasting five minutes in a paint ball game (I am NEVER doing that again!)

  1. Grief broke me but I’d survive:

Losing your great-grandfather at times felt like a faded dream but also hit me like a truck every few days for most of 2016.

I felt broken and strangely well-put together at the same time. I cried at the most inappropriate times, like being surrounded by 13 000 people at a public running event or went for weeks without shedding a tear because I was so busy organising his affairs.

I laughed at his multiple memorials because he would have loved seeing his entire family together for once.

There is no rhyme, reason or quick fix to grief and I had to learn how to be patient with myself until I got to the other side.

  1. Being afraid and insecure are realities of adulthood:

Everyone experiences it – I felt immensely better when I read my media sister Nadia Krige’s blog post on the subject.

No one knows what the f*** they’re doing and we need to stop judging each other about it.

  1. Staying in my PJs all day is rad:

Yup, one day a weekend, I literally stayed in my owl patterned onesie all day because who cared?

Once, I even ventured down to Gardens Centre in my PJs and no one raised an eyebrow.

Of course, this also got me chatted up in the worst way at a pharmacy … sigh.

  1. I can’t take money with me when I die, so I spend it:

I splurged on spa days at the Belmond Mount Nelson Hotel with your Nan and went to several 3D movies with Leo a month.

I did body shots at Beefcakes; applied for loans to go to Mauritius and bought multiple cosplay costumes because I could. Life was for the damn living!

  1. I can let it go:

That grudge I have against the boy who broke my heart; the too tight dress from 2007 I’ll never fit into again and the paperwork of things I sold eons ago – I’ve cleared them out.

The awesome Bennii was a HUGE inspiration to me in this regard. I watched her give away sporting equipment she didn’t need; disperse advice freely or say exactly what she was thinking and it made so much sense to me.

Cleansing yourself emotionally, mentally and physically is important so be like Frozen’s Elsa:

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  1. I will not compete for anyone’s time or affection:

Throughout my childhood and early adulthood, people, especially family members would compare me to my siblings or cousins, making me feel like I had to compete for their affection because I wasn’t good enough.

That belief spilled over into my friendships and working relationships. By 30, I realised that this shit had to come to an end and it started with me.

I was f***ing awesome just as I was – I didn’t need to be more like anyone else. Again, if you didn’t love or appreciate me for who I was, f*** you!

  1. I hate SMS texting:

I also hate people who use it. If you are over 18 and writing lyk dis, I will f***ing disown you.

  1. I detest selfie sticks and their users:

Unless you’re Zoolander and Hansel – then let’s do a #selfiestickselfie and can Alexander Skarsgard be in it before I lure him away for a long, LONG stay in my love dungeon?!

  1. I can’t party like a 22-year-old anymore:

Dear gods of Westeros, my liver roared its dissatisfaction at being used as a chemical waste ground the minute I turned 30 and I couldn’t manage more than one glass of bubbly or four watered down cocktails on a night out.

Gone were the days of bar-hopping with Tendai and Leon down Long Street …a damn shame!

  1. I can still shake what Soraya gave me:

Sure, I couldn’t down shots anymore but man, could I still dance like no one was watching!

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Clubbing occasionally whilst sober or you know, giving everyone in my local Spar a show by dancing in the aisles still felt really, really good as I got older.

  1. I do not have to pretend to like every theatre show or movie I’ve seen:

Man, I wish I had learnt this earlier so I could get some hours of my life back.

  1. I love babies, children and animals:

It is other adults I have an issue with.  Seriously, if people could just keep their unwanted opinions, their filthy habits and oversharing to themselves, that would be great.

  1. I adore food:

I will eat anything and everything and I will not feel guilty about it.

If you are going to be one of those annoying as all hell women who talk about how many calories are in curly fries, I will silence you with a death stare or get up from the table and let you eat your cardboard in peace.

  1. Spending time with my family and friends is more important than anything else:

I don’t care if there is a conference or launch happening that simply everyone has to be at – I am not everyone and the people of my heart come first.

Tag me in shit if you have to and I might retweet, repost or like it but my must-attend moment is where my tribe is.

  1. Equally important is me time:

Even Wonder Woman needs a break from everyone else’s troubles and to find her centre. When I am having me time, I am not doing nothing, I am being me.

  1. Age ain’t nothing but a number:

Aaliyah was right (though she may have been referring to something else!).

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Age is a state of mind – at 30, I felt more in tune with my 18-year-old self and rediscovered the values I had as a teenager. When applied to my adult self, those ideals made life really simple for me and I was far happier for it.

Bring it on, 31!