My hussie upset me like 2 days back.....
He shouted at me. LOL
Throughout yesterday i refused to speak to him even though he made a miniscule effort at apologising...
(Don't know why men can't just say they are sorry!!!)
Anyway i thought of the perfect revenge and decided that...
I will make yam pottage for dinner
Knowing fully well that he DISLIKES yam
Especially when it is served for dinner(he believes it should only be eaten(worst case scenario) at/for breakfast.
I stopped off after work, to buy ugwu just for garnishing the pottage and to pretend i was making a special meal for him ;)
I got home quite exhausted, parked and carried baba kekere upstairs plus like four bags and our laundry etc etc only to realise the keys weren't in my bag.
Came back downstairs and searched the car frantically for another like half hour, still no key.
Finally was forced to call husband(whom i had refused to speak to all day) to see if he was on his way home etc etc
Meanwhile i sat in the car,praying mosquitoes wouldn't destroy my poor son's American skin ;)
My neighbour came back from work and moi plus baba kekere went to chill in her crib. We were there till like 10pm when hussie finally came.
He had been stuck in traffic.
Of course by this time, it was too late to start making any nonsense pottage and i was so "happy" to see Mr, that my revenge plans were immediately thwarted!!! :D
I made him eba and he cleaned his plate"happily"!!!
You won't believe i got to work this morning and looked in that cubicle(not the glove compartment) the one underneath the radio space and there was THE SAID MISSING KEY STARING AT ME!!!!!!
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