Friday, December 16, 2011

Merry Christmas!!!


















So this might be my last post for 2011....not sure yet but given the activities I have lined up, I doubt I'll have time to blog except of course I have to do so using my phone (which I find very tedious). Boy! am I ready to rumble????!! you bet I am!! I would be traveling to two states and I look forward to each trip and pray God for joiurney mercies all through.

In preparation for January 2012, I have gone shopping and stocked my home with enough food to last us two months sef, you know as January dey be, long and dry....I will also leave some money aside in my account lest I come back to Lagos broke! Abeg if you haven't set aside January money, do sooooo! cos nobody dey get money to lend anybody o!

Oya na, have a very beautiful Christmas holidays sweethearts and don't forget the reason for the season remains Christ!!! Pls don't over indulge, don't drink and drive....keep the Holy Spirit close!!  Happy New Year in advance! Luv you all!

Friday, December 2, 2011

One Year After.....

So it was my one year wedding anniversary last Sunday and I had so much planned for the day but things came in between. I had to see my sister-in law in school to drop off something and it was quite a trip, got ill on the way and back home I felt crazy! Basically hubby and I could only get lunch together and both slept thru the afternoon. In the evening he got a gift from me in kind and by the next morning he reciprocated with a beautiful black Marc Jacobs bag.

Below are a few lessons marriage has taught me:

1. Don't talk about everything you see or hear

2. Never ever compare your marriage with another's. You have no clue what goes on in other people's homes.

3. Each marriage has its own template. Do not edit another person's own, create yours.

4. When it comes to in-laws, allow wisdom to truly be profitable to direct

5. Pray for your spouse!

6. Secrets can kill a marriage

7. Money and Sex are two primary reasons couples divorce!!

8. Never let an issue linger longer than it should. Give the devil no room!

9. Respect your spouse

10. Be accountable to one another.

I know there are surely many more lessons to learn and I pray to God to help me not miss a thing!

Happy anniversary to Muse and I!

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

This Post is Rated 18!


I was chatting with my friend Ugo on Facebook last week,  one talk led to another and we were on the topic of sex and women. I had never before now given a thought to throwing such discussion open but when our chat got really interesting my friend suggested I do a post on it. Ok so I'm married and still  relatively new in the game but  truth is, I dont think I really do enjoy the actual "humping" as much as I do other acts. I love love love making out with my hubby, kissing, cuddling etc but when it comes down to 'that', I see it as my own treat for him.

Now I understand how this bothers men to think that they make all that effort and their wives dont 'enjoy' it? but I feel like a lot of women lie to their men, most of us dont actually enjoy penetration the way those pornagraphic demons moan and make us believe. And I think we should ban pornography not just because it is morally and spiritually wrong, but also because it misleads men, such that when their women don't react the way those girls do, they think its a problem!

We should be open enough to our men  about what we really love and like, and we should as much as possible make them comfortable with who we are. I have my very special way of hitting the ultimate "G' and I told hubby from the beginning, so driving down that lane is a lot easier for me especially with my very able co-pilot! :) Basically, nor dey lie, if you no cum, no talk say u cum, and if you do, let the bad guy know!

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Friday, October 14, 2011

Lets Talk About Sex Baby!!


I personally see sex as something very sacred, something not to be messed with and something to do the right way, yes the right way! Now I know that many of us have faulted, we have at one point or the other abused it...well thats why we are human.

 Now, the commercialization of sex is stale gist so I wont even touch that. However I want to talk about a matter that has bothered me for sometime now. Last week I was discussing with my colleagues about marriage, sex, etc when one of the guys said he cant marry any lady until she gets pregnant for him. We argued back and forth and out of annoyance I told him "God will block that your sperm passage let me see how you'll give woman belle". I think what pissed me off was the fact that he didnt think there could be an issue with him, he kept saying he knew everything was fine with him but that he must "test commodity" before buying say afterall him nor be apapa warehouse where you can buy non-tested and you're on your own. Painfully, our women are giving in to these kind of guys everyday! I have heard about so many babes who gave in to that pressure and while some went well, others went bizzare. Why would you as a man or woman allow anybody put you under pressure to have sex??? Nor be you get shop and key?+ the right to open for business when you like....why is it that bad as market be, we nor dey quick differentiate between these window shoppers and who wan buy market? And please dont get my post twisted, I am in total agreement with God's word that says WAIT! but if you are going to sin, why do so on someone else's terms and condition? mba nu! makes no sense at all.

I also hear there is the group of men who make ladies do family planning when they are not married to them, what madness! A hot argument started sometime ago in my school group on bb when someone posted this gist about about a lady who was pregnant and not sure how to tell her bobo. Reason? they had been on family planning and she was supposed to have renewed within that period but didnt, and didnt tell the guy...so kakpooom! baby entered! Her major worry was that she knew the guy would ask her to abort but she also knew that he would use the abortion against her in future. So why not have your baby? she doesnt want to loose the guy+she's not financially and mentally prepared to have a child! Interesting times we live in! How can someone who is not ready to die set out for war? You nor want pikin, yet you lay down, spread leg, allow some man pour pikin-making liquid into you and you dont want pikin?

In short, just like paracetamol, we've over abused sex!

Blessed weekend!

Friday, September 9, 2011

Lazy Post........

So I decided I wanted a new look (diff. from my dreads)…. I disturbed my colleague until she gave me directions to her stylist’s. Oya nah, time to do short hair, babe barely wove my thick dreads which I found strange, and next thing I knew I had on something that looked like a dew rag without the strap abi na rope….ghen ghen, bonding gel ( which I choose to call black gum) started the ultimate job of the day. One by one sliced pieces of weaves were being glued to my hair and in another hour I had a transformed look.

Back at the office I’m all excited and practically licking this colleague’s toes in gratitude for the semi – queen she had helped turn me into…I couldn’t have known what was coming! Barely 24hrs down my head was rioting against me! I could literally hear the root of my hair wailing and screaming at me to give her some breathing space.  As in, I can’t paint the picture here! I quickly grabbed one of those tiny combs with a long end …and tried to reach down to the root and met a serious rock! The dew rag!! I dug and dug and dug until I made a head way and then I began to ‘scroop’ (secondary sch. slang for scratch) the darn thing!



This morning, I look at the poor hair in the mirror, brush it up and whisper “one week down, two more to go..Times are hard darling”
Out!

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Meet reigning Miss Nigeria UK - Chichi Okafor


Crowned queen on Dec 12, 2010 at the Porchester Hall, Paddintong/Bayswater, Chi-Chi has kept same personality.

In this exclusive chat with me, she admits "I'm a crazy queen...same way I was before I won the crown, nothing has changed". Truly she is crazy and funny too! I know I had an overdose of laughter chatting away with this young and fabulous beauty queen with a difference!










Beautiful inside out, Chi-Chi is passionate about blood donation and tells how important it is for everyone to be actively involved.






















As a diaspora queen, she hopes to give back to Nigeria by opening a clinic that gives free care to babies...






















She looks forward to sharing her beautiful experience with the next queen.....says her most memorable time so far was having dinner with the head of chancery,Nigeria High Commission...















ChiChi describes her fashion style as simple, decent and classy!























http://nonyeanike.blogspot.com


Friday, August 12, 2011

For lack of a post.... few photos from the 1407 Style clothing line launch...

My big sis Oge and my friend Nkem
So my cuz in-law launched his fashion line and I was there....end of post! *silly grin*


















And they squeezed me in...















Urs truly and the Creative Director of 1407 Style, Ugo
L-R: Moi et Hubby, My big sis, moi friend






















My white face!

Before you draw that line......

Someone sent this story to me and I thought to share.... powerful!



QUITE INTERESTING,ENJOY............

THE. VOW

I, Sarah Adams take Lawson Kuti as my lawful wedded husband, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in health, till death do us part" she smiled at him through her veil.

"You may now kiss your bride Mr. Lawson" The Pastor beckoned.

Lawson's heart raced as he gently unveiled his bride's face. She looked so beautiful. He gently bent over and placed a soft kiss on her lip. Sarah in turn embraced him tightly with tears of joy streaming down her face.

"Never leave me Sarah" He whispered in her ear.

"I will never leave you" she whispered and they slowly released themselves from the embrace.

"I present to you the latest couple!" The Pastor exclaimed excitedly

The church cheered and Sarah cried more in her husband's arms

5 years Later

Sarah silently tip toed behind her husband. He was in his study, engrossed in reading. She smiled to herself and gently covered his eyes with both hands.

"It's just you and I in this house Sara, plus, I smelled you the moment you walked in" He dropped

Sara released her hold, sighed and sat on the study table, "Why do you figure me out so easily? I can't even surprise you! That sucks" she curled her arms around his neck

"You are my wife, nothing you do is supposed to surprise me" He playfully pecked her nose.

"But you've been in the study all day and I'm bored!" She rolled her eyes

"So what kind of fun do you suggest we have then?" He swooped her off the table in his arms

"No! no that kind of fun!" She hit him playfully till he put her down

"Ok", He folded his arms on his chest, looking into her eyes, "So what do you want us to do?"

"Not us. Actually, all I want is to play with your play station and you've hidden it again! Just give it and you can continue your reading. pleaaaseee" She blinked her eyes playfully

"No way", He went back toward his study chair and sat, "Not my play station"

"Why! You never let me touch it...like its your baby" She sulked

"Well", he rolled his eyes, "Not like you've given me a baby yet"

Sara paused for a moment. Did he just say that to her? The words struck her deep down

"You shouldn't have said that Lawson..." She managed to say, her countenance changing.

"But it's true...I'm only saying the truth Sara" He turned to face her, still sitting on the chair.

"The truth? You think I don't want us to have kids?"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that..." He stood to face her now.

"Then what are you saying Lawson? Tell me, what is the truth?"

"Let's not do this today...please. You can have the play station and play all you want. It's in my footwear locker and the key is in my Bible"

"You always do this...hurting me with your words" Her voice began to shake

"Don't start Sara please"

"Tell me why you said those words to me! I want to know!"

"Because I'm tired! I want to be a father! I want to have my own kids Sara..."

" and you think I don't?!" Sara flared, trying not to let the tears pour

"Then why can't you get pregnant Sara? This is the fifth year we are trying." He clenched his teeh and walked out of the study.

Sara was in shock. She sat on the chair for some seconds, stood up again and saton the chair again...this time she held on to her blouse and burst into tears.

2weeks after

"Lawson, wake up please" Sara tapped him

Lawson gently opened his eyes and looked at the alarm clock by his bedside, "It's 2:00am Sara..."

"It's urgent"

"I'm listening" He said drowsily

"Mother says we should come for tests. She says she's spoken to her doctor and he said we should come."

"What?" Lawson opened his eyes now, "Your mother is the UK for Christs sakes"

"Let's just do it. We can go for the weekend, lets just give it a shot, please."

"No. That would be rather expensive and..."

"It's my birthday today and the only thing I want from you is this trip"

Lawson fell quiet now. For the past two years now, his wife's birthday skips his mind...totally.

"I'm...I'm sorry Sara...It skipped my mind..."

"It always does" She lay down back on the bed, backing him.

Lawson wrapped his arms around her waist, "I said I'm sorry..."

No response.

Lawson sighed, "Fine, we go this weekend"

"Really?" She turned sharply, excited

"If it will make you happy today"

"Thank you baby" She hugged him.

A week after

Sara jerked at the vibration of the phone in her pocket.

"Hi mom!" she pressed the phone to her ear with her shoulders, wiping the washed dishes with her hands.

"Honey..."

"What is it mom?" she pressed it harder

"The result...the result of the tests..." her mother cried

Sarah gently dropped the plate and the wiper, hear racing..."Just say it mom..."

That night

"I can never have children Lawson..." Sara cried

Lawson felt his world crash right in front of him, "W...what?"

"Mama called today...she's gotten the tests results"

"Jesus Christ" Lawson stood, placing his palm on his head, "b...but you told m you were ok before we got married, you told me the doctor said your abortion didn't damage your womb"

"Don't bring my past into this!" Sara flared

Lawson laughed and got serious almost immediately, "You are crazy. I married a crazy woman!"

Sara looked at him in shock, like he'd lost his mind.

"The results say you can never have children and we bith know that this has to do with the abortion you had before we met!", he flared, "are you happy?...you know we're screwed right? No kids? what re we going to tell the world?"

"Lawson we can adopt..." Sara cried

"Adopt? Wow!", he laughed again, "I married a funny woman too!" He got sserious again, "Its still not our baby! The damn baby is not my flesh and blood! You are full of deceit Sara" He looked into her eyes. Sara could see him fighting his tears.

"Lawson stop...you are hurting me..." Sara fell on her knees crying

"You want to know what I'm thinking?" Lawson looked at her with disgust, "I'm thinking how on earth I'm going to stand seeing your deceitful face for the rest of my life"

"Sra cried harder, "Dont give up Lawson...So far I have a womb...I can still carry our baby..."

"I am not giving up on having my baby, I'm giving up on you" Lawson turned around to leave

"Lawson!" She held his feet, "I'm hurting too..."

He only dragged his feet from her hold and drove out of the house. She wept.

A month Later

"Mother, he's not even talking to me. All of a sudden we are both strangers...He doesn't eat my food, comes home late...he hates me so much and its killing me. I'm confused...to think that it's ,e truly hurting..."

"For how long will you hide this truth from him. You've got to let him know...you can't carry his..."

There was the sound of a car hon

"Mom I've got to go...he's back"

"Baby, you've got to let him know. It can work when you two are one in mind"

"Bye mom" she ended the call.

Lawson came into the house, about to walk past her.

"Lawson" She held him

"I'm tired" He didn't want to look at her face

"I know...can we talk for some minutes?" She tried to help him remove his suit

"Look what is it" He jerked from her

"Do you hate me this much? you can't even look me in the eye? you can't even stand my sight? Lawson...it's me Sara...your best friend..." Her eyes grew moist

"I'm in no mood for this" He turned around to walk away

"Don't you dare leave when I'm talking to you!" She dragged him by the suit.Just then, some papers fell to the floor. Sara quickly bent to pick them up...her hands shook and her body became numb all over.

"D...divorce papers? Lawson?" She searched his eyes

"Answer me goddammit!" She held him by the collar of his shirt, crying

"They are for you to sign. I want out" Lawson dropped

"Y...you what?" she slowly freed him from her hold

"It's not going to work Sara, can't you see?"

"Lawson I can't believe you would think of a divorce and even go this far...why are you so wicked!" she cried, angry

"No! Why are you so wicked!" He retorted, flaring

"Think about me for once. I am a man for Christs sakes. My children are my pride! and you are about to deny me that for the rest of my life because of your stupid mistake!"

"What about me! have you stopped for once to think about what I'm going through"

"Its your cross, carry it" Lawson fixed his angry eyes on his wife

"No, its now our cross and I am not signing those divorce papers! We vowed never to leave each other!"

"Isn't it better Sara that you save yourself more hurt and sign these papers than to see another woman move into this house before your very eyes?" he said with a tone of sarcasm

Sara's heart thumped, "What?"

"You heard me...another woman who can help raise a family, so save yourself the stress and sign the damn papers. I need it tomorrow"He turned around to leave again

"She still can;t carry your baby" Sara dropped

"Not all women had abortions. Not every woman was like you." He scorned

"You are the one who can't give me a child!" Sara let out, crying.

Lawson stopped now, turned around and walked towards her, "Whatever your plan is won't  work"

"I told you I could never have a child because its you who can't make me pregnant"

"Shut up! shut up Sara! what the hell are you saying!" He shook her shoulders violently

"You are infertile Lawson...the doctor says you have primary infertility..."  Sara burst into tears

Lawson gasped, loosing his balance.

"Mother called me to give me the news. I was shattered, I felt like my world was over but more importantly I thought of you. I thought of what the news could do to you, I thoight of the best way to tell you... never for once did i think of leaving you. I bore your insults, your scorn, because of my past. It was so easy to judge me and think of yourself. I am the one who is hurting, I am the one who should bring some miserable divorce papers...but I thought of you...I thought of hope, faith and a miracle...I thought of my vow to you on that altar. In sickness  and in health remember?", she smiled through her tears, "all of a sudden you are as weak as a baby...looking in your eyes, I can see you sudenly have lost all your guards, You are so wicked"

"Sara..." Lawson fell on his knees, torn.

"No!" She quickly fell on her knees too, "No Lawson..." She couldn't bear to see him cry

"I'm...I'm infertile", he cried, "What is left of me?" he searched his wife's eyes

"Lawson please..." she held his face, "I understand...it has been so hard for me...I have put myself in your shoes since the first day..."

"You don't deserve this...you deserve better...I can't believe I scorned you all along...please let me leave you"

"No" she shook her head, "You are my husband. I won't leave you. I won't let you leave me...I believe in miracles"

"I'm doomed...Sara I'm doomed..."He allowed his wife take him in her arms and on her shoulder he wept like a child.

In the Morning

Sara gently opened her eyes, looking beside her bed...it was empty. She quickly sat up on seeing a note gently placed on the bed. Hands shaking, she opened the letter to read.

Sara,

I cannot bear the shame. I have treated you so unfairly, yet you love me still, you are with me even in this condition of mine. To think that you knew all along and you never for once gave me a clue that it is my fault we are in this mess, makes me so unworthy of you. I love you enough to let you build another life with a man who can make you happier. I'm torn Sara and all I ask is your forgiveness. I have always loved you and if you truly love me then please start your life over again...without me...I am truly sorry for disappointing you.

                                                                                                                                                Lawson.

Sara couldn't control the tears. She couldn't think straight anymore. She picked her cell phone, shaking...

"Hi Mr. Lawson's office please"

"hI Lola..." she cried, "have you seen my husband today?"

"No...no ma'am, we've been expecting him at work. He has a presentation is fifteen minutes"

"Oh God...God..." Sara dipped her hand in her full hair

"Everything ok ma'am?"

"Thank you" she ended the call.

She quickly got down from the bed and in her pajamas she ran into her car. She dialed his number repeatedly as she drove...no answer.

At 2:00pm

She sped into Fred's compound, a close friend to her husband.

"Fred!" she banged the door hastily till the door flung open

"My God Sara what's wrong?" Fred held her

"It's...its Lawson...have you seen him? is he here?"

"No...Haven't heard from him in a week"

"Oh God" she held her hair

"What's wrong?"

But she was already walking away into her car.

"Sara!" He called after her.

She zoomed away.

4:30pm

"Mom, Dad, I can't find Lawson...I can't find your son..." she cried as she paced in front of the two who looked lost

"You have to calm down and tell us what happened" Lawson's mother put her arms around Sara.

Sara burst into tears, "Please Dad could you try his number, maybe he'd pick your call?"

"Have you been to his office?" He picked his cellphone and dialed his son's number

"I have been everywhere I know him to be likely available"

"It's ok...calm down please" Lawson's mother pet her

"He's not picking. What exactly went wrong between you two?" Lawson's father searched Sara'a eyes

9:00pm

Sara was still in her pajamas and on her way back home, exhausted and stuck in the traffic. She had told Lawson's parents everything. The poor couple was so shattered and also begging her to begin a new life. Sara buried her head on the steering, crying; she hadn't realized the green light.

"Hey get off the freaking road!" a driver cursed from behind her

"God please don't let him harm himself...keep him safe and lead me to him...please God..." she quickly started the car and began to move.

Suddenly she remembered the church where they wedded and took their vows. It was two hours from here; she made a u-turn and headed for the church hoping to find some peace.
She tiredly got down from the car, drenched and exhausted. She trudged into the open entrance of the church. She paused for a moment; shocked...it was Lawson sitting at the front row of the empty church, facing the altar.
"Lawson!" She began to run towards him, happy, relieved that he was ok.

"Sara?" He quickly stood as she approached him, "Sara..."

They both ran into each other's arms. He hugged her so tightly

"I looked for you everywhere....this was the last place I thought you'd ever be...I just came and I saw you...Lawson....I'm so happy you are ok" she touched his face

"I didn't know where else to go...It just feels like I cant face the world anymore..." he slowly released her from his embrace.

"Take my hand" Sara stretched out her hand, "C'mon, just take it"

Lawson gently clasped his hand into hers and she took him to the altar and stood to face him. She searched his eyes so deeply and hadn't seen him so weak and helpless.

"Five years ago Lawson, we both stood on this altar. Remember our vows? Remember you whispered in my ear never to leave you. I told you I wouldn't...that's why I'm here. I am your wife Lawson, I am meant to be with you forever, though the bad and good times. We've had good times, why would I leave you now? All I want from you is to believe that you can still give me a child despite what the result said...I want you to believe in a miracle", she held his face, "remember when you told me I was a miracle in your life?...our children will be our miracles too. Trust God with me because I know it won't be long..."

"Who are you Sara..." Lawson was weak with her words

"The one who vowed to be with you till the end" she smiled through her thin tears

"God I love you so much Sara" He hugged her again

"So will you come back home with me?" Sara searched his eyes

"I have no other place to call home" He placed a soft kiss on her lips.

2 years after

Lawson and Sara were on the sofa watching a late night movie. Sara was resting on his shoulders when she felt the movement

"Lawson Lawson, it moved again...don't miss it this time touch touch" she gently placed his palm on the side of the stomach. Both felt the movement of their child

"I can feel him...I can feel him" Lawson placed his head on her belly

"I can feel him growing each day inside of me..."
"What do you think its saying now by this movement?"
"Thank you dada for believing in me" she laughed. They both laughed "The movement has stopped" he slowly removed his head from her stomach, "I think he's sleeping"
Sara rested on his shoulders again, "In six months you'd be a father, "You finally got your miracle"

Lawson tilted his wife's face to him, looking into her eyes, "Sara...you were the miracle I needed. Thank you for not leaving me."
Sara tickled his nose with hers, "I love you too. Always will", she smiled, "We missed a whole lot on our movie"
"Movie can wait, but this can't" He gently planted a kiss on her belly.


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Tuesday, August 2, 2011

In Memory of My Dear Friend Victoria Ironua

This is not the kind of come back I was hoping to make but I must do this in honour of my dear friend Victori Ironua, who carried my Nigeria Blog Awards nomination on her head, she campaigned on facebook and so badly wanted me to win. I couldnt sleep last night, I have not been myself all day at work but I know that my friend is in a better place. Good night Vicky darling! Jehovah knows best!.

Note: pls more than shows, fashion, competition and ambition, seek God and keep His commandments. There's much more to life than beauty and outward perception, heaven is real, hell is real....death is only a passage into one of them. God bless you!

ORDER MY STEPS IN YOUR WORD

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Re-Post....LET THEM WALK! Oct. 2010

 Ok I did this post last year and for lack of what to put up today, i decided to re-post for the benefit of those who didnt read it then.... very true life story of "yours truly" in fact! Tmr I'll put up two of my short stories.  Yay! Myne Whitman would love me for that! :)


Jan  2009  - I walked into GHartel looking really fab, heads turned and there were whispers around, some too loud above my head. Wow! it felt really good to be a Nigerian. I had heard how guys here thought Nigerian babes were  fabulous dressers, and oh I tried to rep that!

So I finally meet this Mr. Near-Perfect, who was one of the managers, my friend who sent me to him had said he wont make a move on me if he was already with someone, he was that perfect! Anyways we chatted away, I gave him my passport details and CV,narrated my immigration plight with the sincere hope that their company would do something about my work permit. Apparently our guy was feeling your chic and so we headed off to Churcheez for lunch and there the game began. Dinner after dinner, movies after movies and we were a 'thing'. Finally I asked about his girl and he didnt lie but didnt totally tell the truth. Big deal! I just needed something to distract me frm my current situation...but alas I ended up feelin up this dude.I thought he was really cool and smart, you know had the complete package any woman would want.

Given our new bond/attachment, I became more curious as to the true state of things between him and these this girls in his life. He continued to 'post' me. I remember getting home one night and confronting my friend in anger, "Paa you told me Fordsran was a decent guy, i'm dealin with the same thing u said wont happen,I swear to you Paa u dont know this guy". Finally I decided I was done being played with, but guy wont let go so we kept patching it and I continued hurting. Every time this particular babe called him they wld speak in their language and I would just stare, and to the second girl I was just his Nigerian friend, infact my number was saved on his phone as "Nonye Naija" as against the "Sweethrt and Bhoney" used in saving the other two. I wept so hard one very early morning to the point I smashed my phone on the wall, that moment I knew a nut had unscrewed somewhere in my head and it was time to go. Immigration Discrimination Bullshit + Man Crappiness = GO HOME!

To cut a long story short, I called him to say I was leaving and he went cold, next thing he said 'u know what? lets start all over again', hmmm, let me not even try to explain my rage.Well I transferred my anger to God and began to question Him, what sort of set up was this? in the midst of what I considered a trying time, you let this guy who I thought was a comforter come into my life and complicate issues, God why? I cried and cried, and finally I was back in Lagos. Amazingly, in less than 2 days I was soooo over with the guy. I couldnt even understand what I had seen in him in the first place, and to think that I was already begining to consider a long term thing between us. Oh! did I mention I found out he was engaged to "Sweethrt"!


(Well its all thanks to Fordsran for messing up me otherwise I wouldnt hv met my blazing 'Customized Boo' and fiance, Endy.)

Oct. 2010 - Na so I dey facebook last week and I got a message from my friend which started with "Brace Yourself For This" ......it turned out my handsome,cool, smart and relationship hot mess ex boyfriend had defrauded his company and clients and had been fired, locked up in state CID, beaten and stripped of everything , includin his car, house etc....I couldnt believe it. This was the same man I thought was the best guy at his job, I mean I knew he had women issues but stealing kwa? I was shocked. This same man I cried and cried for, the one I considered "long term" thing with, the man on whose account I questioned God!  At first I felt he must have been set up but they say he wasnt, he actually commited the fraud. Maka Chi eh! when people walk out of our lives we need to go to God and say THANK YOU FOR TAKING THIS CURSE AWAY FROM ME!

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

On the rains....




Wont I be super unfair to myself if I dont blog about the rains??? Oh yeah I live at Ajah and though I slept very peacefully on my bed, I had my fair share too. We drove in that rain, and had our car assume temporary canoe to navigate the otherwise normal lekki road. Very sad. I couldnt even go to work yesterday and oh well it was well worth it since hubby didnt go too! :)
My heart goes out to all those rendered homeless and to the families of every deceased person, may God console and strengthen you all. To those of us still living, pls live one day at a time and be grateful for the things that God has given you.

On a lighter note, Lagos State Govt shd probably rename Lekki - "Lakey" and Parkview - "Lakeview" :LOL!
Errrr emm.... the weather on Sunday was cold and errrrm conducive for some activities... so I tweeted " Toast to all babies made on July 10 in Lagos, we await your arrival in April 2012. Happy Implantation!" ( some pple have hijacked this already and put as their Facebook status!)

Pls, who is a Live-In-Lover??? I need rapid response!

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Spotted! My dad in this night shirt!!

  
Oh my poor daddy! He was spotted innocently rocking this night shirt in the villa the period of his mum's funeral.... I laughed so hard and asked him to take a very comfortable position at the balcony while I took the picture. When he asked what I wanted to use it for, I gave him the cock and bulls of working in an Ad. agency blah blah and needed the copy for some campaign....daddy smiled and said '' When the money comes, just remember whose night shirt it is"...chai!! poor papa mi!  Apparently he kollobied the thing from my ex-step mum (story for anoda day)....... 

eh! you pple should not yabb my father o! snap ya papa own make we see!

oh and btw we have been nominated for Best Personal Blog... thanks for nominating us... now follow this link    VOTE to throway vote give us..thankyo!

Friday, June 17, 2011

Sunshine Award...

Thank you so much Myne Whitman!! So as instructed to "Please keep the blessing going by gifting 10 people with the award letting them know their contribution to bloggersville is appreciated and what they have to say matters." I'm tagging the following people....

1. HoneyDame  - She totally cracks me up and yeah she's my blog bestie :)

2. Myne Whitman - Not just another blogger! There's always something new to learn from her...and she's such a great writer too!

3. Muse - He's one of those people wasting spaces on blogville :) and I know he wont give a hoot about the award...but anyways am so madly in love with him! You should visit his blog when you feel a bit poetic..

4. Sisi Yemmie - This babe will give comediennes a run for their money any day!!

5. Enybee _ Everything about her blog will remind you of Christ!

6.Adiya - She's a blogger with a difference! Sometimes I wish I had a much more focused vision for my blog like she does

7. Dith - This one na original "asa mpete/asa baby" the babe likes herself eh!! and I like her too :)

8.Natural Nigerian - Every time I feel like cutting my hair and joining the Brazilian troop I just visit her blog and am proud of my dreads again!

9Nutrition Alert - The blogger we need in these days of strange sicknesses.... she puts me in check health-wise!

10.Pretty Lashes - There's just something I love about her blog...

11. Love 'n Words She just has a message for the world! love love love her!

There are countless other blogs I love... pls tag them for me :)

Thursday, June 16, 2011

At Sisi Yemmie, A Certain Anonymous, Corner Shop and Myne Whitman's Request!

At my sister's
Una no go put me for  trouble on this blog o! :Lol!!

Well thankfully I came to work today without my lappy so I'm posting just a few photos I have on my phone...
Heading to a wedding

DCC Dubai
Se finee! (did I get that right?)

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Nominate me o!

All I ask for is category 16  (Best Personal Blog - blogger who blogs on personal experiences) of the Nigerian Bloggers Award.... you see am not greedy! :) To nominate pls visit the site here . Go ahead and nominate your gurl.. Abi have I not been personal enough for hia???? hmmmm remember my honeymon photos o! I been show una some kain kain things plus all the many personal tori wen I don nak for hia......

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

What's in My Bag?!

Hmmm this one is funny! LOL I was tagged by Dith to empty my bag which I have done below. I usually carry much bigger bags but for una own good I decided to empty a not so big one cos trust me I carry around all manner of strange things in that thing called a hand bag.....and yes all those contents fit into the bag shown :)

My bag is a hand crafted one from Senegal...hubby saw it while we were on honeymoon, totally fell in love with it and got it for me.














Contents
very uninteresting contents!



1.  Cup - I carry it around cos I hate to leave things like that in the office and yeah I dont share!
2.  ID Card
3. Business Card Holder

4. Dove Cream (which I use as hand cream)

5. Hand Sanitizer
6. Palo Palo pocket tissue

6. Mentos Gum ( everyone needs it)
7.  Cash! I dont have a wallet so I just fold and throw money in the inner compartment :)
8.  Spoon o! (strange abi?), used to carry ground Cameroon pepper around too but when it was mistaken for jazz, I  stopped
9.Phones
10. Keys
11. Perfume
12. Sun glasses
13. USB drive ( you never know what you wanna copy)
14 Shoe shiner :)
15.ATM card ( carry just one!)

16. Folic Acid ( very important for ALL women of childbearing age!)

17. Black Berry EarPhones
18. Make up materials A.K.A ngwo ngwo ochonma!..


Am particularly tagging HoneyDame ....but everyone else should please feel free to empty theirs too!!!

Monday, June 13, 2011

Who Am I Preaching To???

Halleluyah somebori!!! Welcome to church today!  J
I figure this is something I would be doing often on my blog; share testimonies of people around me to strengthen someone’s faith.

This one happened to my cousin’s very close friend. The lady had been married for a while with an 8yr old only child and was never able to conceive again. Two years ago, my cousin had gone on vacation with her and her daughter, and while they were holidaying, the little girl got ill.  They came back to Nigeria and the unfortunate happened, she died. It was a very huge blow on not just the family but everyone around. I couldn’t even begin to imagine how the mum was able to sleep and wake up. Yet she held on. Long and short is the woman just gave birth to a baby girl some weeks ago after trying for close to 9yrs!  Now I know some people will say all kinds of things but I have chosen to believe that the ways of God are not our ways, period! This woman prayed, trusted and God heard! Heavenly lotto…E fit be you o! 

Second testimony is mine.  Errr yesterday out of boredom I was looking for something to read, and then I stumbled on a journal I had kept since 2008. My older sister had bought it and given to me and my female cousins, those of us who were still single. The journal basically is meant for writing notes to your future husband while you wait for him. It’s supposed to be a gift to your husband and you pour out your heart to him in the journal daily. It’s titled “Wait for Me” by Rebecca St. James.  Last night I read some of the things I wrote some years ago and tears just flowed.  I couldn’t believe those days were gone and I had indeed walked into my answered prayers.  So I called my hubby in and we read it together,  he just kept staring at me.   
Below are some stuffs I wrote in there:



January 31, 2008

Sweetheart, I trust in God’s perfect timing because I know it always turns out for good. Guess what? Today I browsed through a couple of ring sites trying to find out what we’d love best. I thought of white gold rings with diamond stones. It made me remember you and think so much of you. To be honest, I haven’t done that in quite a while, been busy trying to fix things in my life. I truly do not have so much to say today but I do love you, I guess that’s more important. 
Love,  Nonye.


February 6, 2009

I wish you could have seen the way I’ve been crying all evening, especially after reading what I wrote to you on February 14, 2008. It’s about a week to another valentine and I have not yet met you. I honestly cant say I understand it anymore. On another side, I’ve been through a lot in the last 4 weeks and am only managing to stay strong. I feel terribly lonely and I don’t know what to do but to sit down and hope that someday this whole wait would be over

May 21, 2010

Hmmm cant believe its been a year since I last wrote. I don’t feel lonely anymore for obvious reasons. So am goin to start by saying ND: so its been you all this time? All those notes in the past two years were you? Very amazing! It feels different writing now that I know who I’m writing to. Today we almost ended our relationship after 7months! How could we have even thought about it? Would it really have been possible to get on without you? We are almost 8 months in this walk and would hit 30 yrs together stronger, and understanding each other better. I look forward to our small and unique wedding later in the year, and most especially reading this journal with you and sharing the laughs!.

The message here is that no matter how long it takes, just like God said in Habakkuk 2:3 “The vision may tarry but wait for it, it shall surely come”. 

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Am going away to have another papa!

Just going away for grandma's burial :) I'll post what I can from the villa otherwise chill till I return with loads of pictures....

And yes, God has given me more than my expectation.... On Sunday May 15, 2011, on our way to church we tuned in to Inspiration FM and TD Jakes was on. I got lost in the message and felt like I was in church already. He prophesied  that in 8days time, somebody would see God come through for him/her, I quickly grabbed the word and held it tight. I think I only remembered it once during the week and tried not to be anxious. In exactly 8days, I was headed to the bank to pay for a car we had not at all imagined. All this time my hubby and I had been trying to save to get me a golf or something as small and affordable but somehow other things kept getting in the way. We finally decided we would sell our old car and get something better that we could both use...to cut a long story short, we got this car without having to sell our old! God indeed blesses us exceedingly abundantly above ALL that we ask or think.

Someone needs to hang in there, God will surely come through for you! and while you're trusting God, be grateful for what He has given already.. dont let your needs pause your praise! Stay blessed!

ChiDynma - Obimmo


Super tight video from my high school mate ..repping us welller! Go gurl!

Thursday, May 12, 2011

Good and sad...well not so bad

Birthday Sisi
Cake from Hubby
It was my bday yesterday and I had as much fun as I could handle.... on my desk at work! The only different thing I did besides work was see a movie I had been dying to see - Mirror of Life (yeah Nigerian movie, shoot me!) Went to see my sister afterwards and went home. No party, no dinner (yet). So thats the good part.... am glad to be alive and almost 30!

The sad part is that my grandma is dead! yeah the same one I spent 2005 valentine eating groundnuts with. You know I always said my saddest day would be anyday my mum dies, and then she died...I still havent fully recovered from loosing that woman's love.. And just early this year, I told my hubby that if anything happened to my granny am not sure how I'll cope, I didnt even want to think about it...but hey, she was old and really frail so its farewell my darling, funny and super woman grand mother. It is believed that am a re-incarnate of her mother, I dont share in those believes tho....

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

By fire, by brimestone..... me sef I be wife material!

First lemme thank my blogville bestie HoneyDame  for checking up on me and actually driving me to do a post today...thanks gurl!



This was something that happened at about this time last year. My boyfriend's cousin  who we shall call Okonna had just broken up with this very fine calabar babe...reason: she wasn't a typical calabar girl. She would come around on weekends and never help out with anything. I think on one occassion she saw me cooking and said something like 'hmmm u dey try o", anyways she was fired and she's not the topic of this post.

Few weeks down, Okonna comes to me with his phone, shows me this babe's photo and goes like "I'm feeling her right now", before I could give a response, O'babay was in the house for weekend! Oya na! Like say she been dey there when my bobo and Okonna dey tear the calabar girl with mouth say she no sabi do anything, this new yoruba girl Atinuke took charge!
I was in my house that weekend and boyfriend had come to see me, next thing I heard him and my sisters laughing so hard, I quickly paused my movie and ran into the room, he was on the phone with Okonna. Apparently Atinuke had gone to market, bought several kilos of turkey and made this killer yoruba stew plus a pot of fresh egusi soup and beans/plantain for breakfast the next day! Gengen!! wife material don land! As was expected, Okonna didnt move an inch out of the house that weekend, it was a choppyson weekend.

Meanwhile I couldnt wait to see this new babe.....after work on Monday, as amebo wey I be,I rushed to my bobo's office and followed him home, on getting there, I saw someone clad in a complete winter outfit, and I mean head gear inclusive,I looked around the house again before walking closer to see her face well.....hmmmmmm was all I could say to myself. Meanwhile as was expected, dinner was ready. After introductions, I proceeded to boyfriend's room and then to his bathroom.....small confusion come catsh me dia, he had been at work all day, how come there were freshly laundered clothes lined up in the bathroom and since when did the bath curtain rail turn hanging line? I looked at the clothes again, his boxers, inner shirts, polos etc...long and short be say O'babay left her new bobo's room, enter my own bobo room, come go im laundry basket, carry im underwear go wash! Chei! trespassing! omo, fear grip both Okonna and my bobo. As we dey march go parlour, na so we see Atinuke don pack all Okonna work shirt dey iron them one by one including the one laundry man don already iron. Next thing, she looked at us and went like"are you guys ready to have dinner?"....nna mehn! no see where grown men dey fear  food... I couldnt help the laugh that night, ehen na! shebi na them want wife material, behold one in thy abode! LOL.

The babe didnt stop there o! she took it even further. She went on a "friend request" spree on facebook, started adding everybody linked to my boyfriend and his cousin, home and abroad as long as there was a link....Trust my brother Okonna, the O'babay was fired too! for she had crossed the line! :) LOL!

And did I mention that this babe was in school then and still is......she go leave school for Osun State abi na Ogun, come dey follow man for Lag!

Thursday, April 14, 2011

MustReadBlogs

Politics and poetry lovers, I introduce you to this passionate man Muse (who I happen to be in love with :))

And if you love "LOVE" you should check out this blog Love 'N' Words the babe's a blogger with a vision and mission..... and yeah she featured my hubby and I. :)

......the rest of you, stick right here with me! lol

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

All below 70, get on your knees!




You would really be insensitive if you have not noticed the rate at which people are dying these days’ especially young people.  What happened to the promise God made to us concerning the number of our years? Didn’t He say 70 years? And 80 years by reason of strength?? (Psalm 90: 10)  I think this thing started in 2007 and has gradually continued to increase.  People no longer grow old, obituaries reading 60 yrs and less. The fear of who’s next stings me every once in a while, which is why am writing about it now and I sincerely pray that this post changes the life of someone.

I was in a meeting last week Thursday when my phone rang and it was my sister, she said my childhood friend and neighbor was dead, a trailer crushed the vehicle he was traveling in. Two nights ago, my friend put up the picture of a very cute lady on his BBM…. The lady was dead too! 31 yrs, breast cancer. So I ask, what is going on?  I strongly believe that young people need to return to God, we’ve strayed somewhere and somehow.  ’m not saying that these people who died are guilty of any sins in particular but it’s clear that the devil is attacking our generation and we’re all too busy chasing fashion, music, gadgets and fame!

Its almost as if technology has drained our sanity, young people know too much these days and our parents are old school…we no longer listen to them when they admonish us. But hey! Watch it!  I don’t know if this could be another reason we’re losing our young and vibrant friends but a scripture readily comes to my mind “Exodus 20:12 Honour your father and your mother THAT YOUR DAYS WILL BE LONG …. Eph 6:2 this is the only commandment with a promise” I don’t know who you are but someone is gonna need to call their father or mother to make things right again.

I really have no answers to give, I only think we should re-consider our ways, and this is not by going to church but by living everyday knowing that we’re in a race and we would one day reach an ultimate destination – heaven or hell is completely ours to choose. We need to get our minds back and not lose the heaven consciousness.  When you drive, remember Christ, when at work, remember heaven, when you talk, consider the Holy Spirit, whatever you do, keep God at the centre…….Get on your knees and pray!
 
Enjoy this soul lifting song: Moving Forward


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First, never again will I make a promise not be away from blogville for too long cos even when I mean to keep it, things just keep coming up and it makes me feel like a liar liar (which I try not to be).

Eemmm, where do I begin today's post? Ok! the Friday before the cancelled elections, I had gone to the market straight from work to get a few stuffs and as expected the market was very rowdy like Lagos was closing down.
On my way out o, na so one man from no where just came to my side and took a long look at my heavy chest and muttered to himself   "chai, see wetin my fellow man dey enjoy o". I heard him very clearly and I didnt know whether to laugh or get upset. I felt embarrassed and thought there was something wrong with the statement, so in the bid to validate my thoughts, I told my husband the story and he scattered laugh......he thought it was sooo funny. Well maybe now I do too. Oh! the pains of a booby queen!

Ehen, pls whats the big deal about someone's BIS expiring??? so what if reactivation fee is 'just' 3k, does that mean people are not allowed to be broke for a moment again? My friend's BIS expired and he was off for a day or 2 , when he re-activated, he said his BBM mysteriously disappeared from his phone, so that explains his 2days absence.. really? what kind of unnecessary talk is that? Last month my BIS was off for quite a while, but how did that  change who I am? I had a lot of pressing needs and I didnt realize I hadnt included blackberry in my budget for the month, it was my hubby who eventually paid the subscription. With more important issues like a deadline to make a payment for my car, buy one or two new things for the house, send  money for a very important need back home etc, should blackberry be my priority? I certainly missed it cos of how much my work was slowed down but excuse me people have been working before BB madness was unleashed. mcheeew!  If you're broke, you're broke, it doesnt mean its forever. Rich people get broke, banks get broke, countries get broke! ah ah!  People really need to stop attaching too much priorities to things that are trivial, life is already complicated, lets not make it worse.

Lets continue jare, my day job! (*sigh*) , I totally love what I do but sometimes I feel like there's so much more locked inside me... oh I know there is.  Restlessness in one's spirit is a sign not to ignore... the gift of a man really doth make ways for him, still trying to figure which of my gifts would make that way but you see, I sent my short story "Nnedi" to an editor and by the time she was done working on it, I thought Chimamanda had copied my work! LOL... seriously am thinking seriously, like seriously! Might this be the gift? I dont know o cos I dont consider myself that much of a writer especially when  I read Glory Edozien and Wana Udobang's stuffs on BN. God helep!


*sure you know hardly edit so forgive any typos or complete olodoism*

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Lost and Found!

You see am one of those women who believe its almost impossible for a man to lavish gifts and favors on a lady without other motives. I met this guy in 2006 through a friend and we got really close, he was SUPER rich, funny, lively, great height, not so handsome (even though he believed he was Denzel), and EXTRA SUPER ARROGANT. This guy spoilt me well, I mean in a way no man had prior to meeting him.  We continued to be just friends until I found out he was married with 2 daughters, I started to look at him in a funny light like how could he not have told me he was married.
To cut a long story short, I went for NYSC and he offered to get me a car, at that point I had to ask him what he wanted and he gave it to me out rightly

”Nonye are you okay? I send my driver to pick you up, get out of meetings to take your calls, step out of my bedroom to talk to you, send you tickets when you need to travel, gave you someone’s two months’ salary to go to NYSC camp with and you open your mouth to ask me what I want! ok, I want to be your brother! This girl you be pikin? Look ,I like you too much to want to get upset with you right now , so pls don’t let me’’.
I don’t know if I captured everything he said but anyways my mouth hung open until he finished.  I just told him I needed to clear my head and he hung up immediately. I cried and cried that day, prayed my heart out and sent him a message that I couldn’t be who he wanted me to be to him. He replied and said we’ll see in heaven. For days I walked around like a moron, and of course everyone came with their opinions, some said God will forever be proud of me, others said I shoulda let the guy take good care of me…. I simply missed my friend.

In August 2009, some random guy started a chat with me on facebook and very very unlike me, I responded though reluctantly. After a few chats I started relaxing more with him, I didn’t waste time in asking his marital status and he didn’t lie. He was married with 3 kids, he even went ahead to send me their photos and told me how much he loved his wife and didn’t want ‘anything’ from me. I found it really weird and kept asking why he would chat with a stranger on facebook and he always just insisted that he didn’t want anything from me. We continued to talk and I started to believe and trust him. When he came down to Nigeria, he insisted that I come to see him with my fiancé as he wouldn’t have it any other way. We have continued to be friends and sometimes I forget that we’re not biologically related, he told my hubby that I’m his adopted sister and I call him my adopted uncle (he’s much older). He has been there for me spiritually and otherwise, I cannot mention the things he has done for me here out of respect for both him and my husband but I can say that there are very few men like this and even though I still believe that most men wont just do things for a lady without wanting something back, I must say that this one is a rare kind. He may not have given me as much material things as the other guy but he is the real friend I lost and has definitely given more!

*forgiveanytypo(s)*