<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982</id><updated>2012-02-18T03:09:04.586+01:00</updated><title type='text'>fluffycutething</title><subtitle type='html'>These are just my daily ramblings and musings</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>170</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-3822938364200542404</id><published>2012-01-24T12:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T10:34:48.224+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wonder if it's still ok to say "happy new year?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Happy new year anyway *rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's only been 24 days and aaaaaalllllll sooooorrrrttts have already happened to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I better start it off light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So the other day, Ayobami opened my drawers (chest of drawers if you may). He pulled out my pink g-strings. As colour was spreading all over my face, he said "Mummy what's this?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For a few seconds i pondered what to answer, seeing i was tongue tied, he offered an answer "oh its for covering your breast?" i didnt know what else to say so i said yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Then he says 'ok lemme wear it then' and he proceeded to place it on his head in an attempt to wear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I couldnt take it anymore i grabbed my thing and rushed out of the room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I really need to get my own accomodation in that house.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;On a totally unrelated level, men will always be men sha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday i went to buy jollof rice at some place- buka type setting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Some pretty chick was standing nearby with her friend. Some man was eating at a nearby table... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He says to the pretty gal, oh you look nice or something of the sort. Didnt hear too well i was busy remembering my single days when i used to get all those kinda comments *sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway her friend who wasnt being talked to answered something and the pretty girl too sha answered... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Then she's leaving and says "oh bye we are late for work" (or something of the sort)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Then her friend who once again wasnt being talked to edges her to go back, then she struts back and says "or do you have a card?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Gosh "okurin sha" (translates men!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The man kuku got up, left his meal unattended and strolls to his motor to give her a card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I wonder how the transaction has since progressed.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-3822938364200542404?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/3822938364200542404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=3822938364200542404' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/3822938364200542404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/3822938364200542404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-wonder-if-its-ok-to-still-say-happy.html' title='I Wonder if it&apos;s still ok to say &quot;happy new year?&quot;'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-2885952102438378075</id><published>2011-11-22T16:08:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T16:18:45.420+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My girl -Suliat</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;So i recently(few months back to be specific) hired a house manager :D aka&amp;nbsp; help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's been quite helpful. My issues with her are minimal which is rare in these parts. She's 22 and saving to&amp;nbsp; "do her freedom" in photography. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i said she seems quite ok when i consider the other extremes, however the other day&amp;nbsp;this happened.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be relaying it in pidgin and Queen's &amp;nbsp;English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her&amp;nbsp; to clean fish make we cook stew, after a few mins by which time i felt fish should have been cleaned and salted i strolled into the kitchen and alas&amp;nbsp;there was my titus fish being BOILED!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boiled people BOILED!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish wen i wan put inside stew oh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says my mummy taught her to do that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dey look d gal with shock, I asked her if she's even seen me do such? She say she think say we wan fry d fish...&lt;br /&gt;I say even then has she seen&amp;nbsp;me boil then fry?&lt;br /&gt;These girls dey foolish wen dem wan foolish sha!Ah ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day while i was at work she decided to help my son with homework... i no send am oh, but she tries to be proactive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin said she heard her repeatedly say "curve and dash". On peeping now she saw them writing no 7 so she says Sulia, wetin be "curve and dash" and the silly gal says oh that's what mummy says when doing Ayobami's homework....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously the bugger had heard me while i was helping Ayobami write no 2 and assumed 'curve and dash' is applicable to all nos.... ****eyes roll***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-2885952102438378075?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/2885952102438378075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=2885952102438378075' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2885952102438378075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2885952102438378075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-girl-suliat.html' title='My girl -Suliat'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-8299927385564409900</id><published>2011-11-17T12:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T13:00:42.366+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hazards of living in a face me i face you!!!</title><content type='html'>So i live in a face me i face you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should even start a series on all my co-tenants!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got 5 tenants in all.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some co-tenant of mine whom i have a relationship with i.e we greet when passing each other in the yard ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She calls me aunty and considering she's married and probably 25ish i feel embarassed as in her calling me aunty probably means she thinks i'm veeeerrrrrryyyy old or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway she sometimes brings her food over for storage in my freezer during long power outtages. She's got a small gen that obviously cant power her generator.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about how much we relate- barely!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got a niece&amp;nbsp; who's about Ayobami's age, so when the girl comes around they play together. I usually dont mind. Anyway i recently realised that my neigbour and her sister(the mother of the little girl) obviously have no respect for boundaries or just choose to behave badly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that the occasional visits from the little girl usually stretches into hours and hours. I feel it isnt proper to fob your child on people you barely know.&amp;nbsp;To further buttress my point this &amp;nbsp;was what&amp;nbsp; happened a few weeks back &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbour comes and says " oh Aunty i need to quickly dash off to XYZ please can "little girl" stay here till her mum arrives at 10 or was it 11 am(cant remember well now) . This was probably around 9am ish. anyway i say no problem... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1pm and the girl mama never show. so i'm like wetin be this one now? meanwhile i don dey tire to do babysitter. I didnt even have the aunty or the mother's telephone no sef... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sha at about 2pm ish i send the kids down to ride bicycles and generally just get a breather, then i see little girl's mother about to go out!!! And then she says" ah i knocked on your door and no one answered" i want to go and make my hair. SHE MAKES NO MOVE WHATSOEVER TO TAKE HER CHILD ALONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i no talk..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 7pm i was still saddled with this girl, aunty i no see, mama i no see. By this time i was furious and my voice don change... d gal sef don see as i change she begin cry. So i felt bad and calmed down a bit. I started getting the boys ready for bed and just left the girl in the living room, then her mum came and she refused to follow her or something like that and the mama turn back.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah&amp;nbsp; see me see something. Of course i charged and asked my maid to take her home only for that one too to come back and say nobody dey there... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went straight to another neighbour to ask if she had their no just as i was still getting that information, the mother returned and i told her, the little girl was crying and i didnt know what to do.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd think they wouldnt show up at my door again abi? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine evening the boys were playing downstairs and little girl and her mother were passing by, next thing she leaves the girl and wakas off. By 7pm when i asked the boys to come in, her mama still never return. I ask my maid to stay downstairs with her. Like half an hour after i start thinking mosquitoes will be biting the poor child lemme ask them to come in.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain starts threatening to fall and her mother appears.... the girl once again refuses to follow her mother and the woman strolls off. This is past 8pm oh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no just talk na look i dey look them. Thankfully she starts to cry again so i march straight down to call her mother oh, luckily she was there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time we ran into the little girl, i sent her right back before she will have to spend the night in my house mccchhhheeeewwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby was there and he felt i shouldnt have sent her back. I did it tactfully mind you. This kain "oh little girl we are going home now, see you later" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is of the opinion that it was the girl's refusal to go home that caused her mum to leave her with us endlessly. I am of the opinion that you should draw limits and boundaries for children especially when they're so little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreso i barely know these people!!! I dont know their surnames sef so its not like we are friends in the first place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what say ye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B- Didnt realise the story would turn out this lenghthy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-8299927385564409900?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/8299927385564409900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=8299927385564409900' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8299927385564409900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8299927385564409900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2011/11/hazards-of-living-in-face-me-i-face-you.html' title='Hazards of living in a face me i face you!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-4178317004787891355</id><published>2011-10-28T11:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T13:46:37.536+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair net- To wear or not to wear!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I hope i get some male perspectives on this discourse!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I grew up watching/seeing my mum wear hair nets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought/assumed/believed it was normal. I was happy when i started wearing hair nets too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i'm married with children and they too have started to watch/see/know me as a hair net wearer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The challenge is this, i was once gisting with some friends and one mentioned a husband reporting his wife to her that his wife was a hair net wearer. And his main grouse was that the hair net constantly smelt of "dodo" i.e fried plantain. In her defense i said well better her net smelling of dodo than her brazillian weave on that cost an arm and  a leg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of my female friends have expressed concern about my hair nets.***eyes roll***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am comfortable wearing them but i dont want to be a pain to my hubby you see.... truth is i find that many husbands dont always mention the things they dont like e.g wearing hair nets or tying wrappers around the house... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So hair nets....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... to be worn by wives or not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-4178317004787891355?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/4178317004787891355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=4178317004787891355' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4178317004787891355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4178317004787891355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2011/10/hair-net-to-wear-or-not-to-wear.html' title='Hair net- To wear or not to wear!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-5012036085064385860</id><published>2011-10-12T15:49:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T16:41:21.439+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Random talk talk again!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have tried to put up posts at least twice but at the point of publishing the thing go just disappear!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to say i no even know where to start!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear son has finally started proper nursery and its been amazing how he's suddenly so matured and a bit better behaved. he also blows some fone now and the other day was spreeing and oppressing his cousin and my inlaws only for him to say with plenty fone and in a loud voice "i didn't SAID it" oh well there went our super star moment :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tlash is cool too, quite grown up now and we have been attempting to toilet train but he screams so much at the sight of his potty..... maybe i should bust it till he can express himself? **rolls eyes**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cost of diapers leaves me no choice anyway!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s bad to be broke oh… I'm really broke now so tey when my dear hubby promised to dash me money, I went and gave him an exceptional ;) (IMO) performance just so the money will be increased and since morning I have been doing oh darling, oh honey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women are so freaking materialistic LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i went to the bank and the security man said to me " welcome to Diamond bank" i was very uncomfortable by that i wasnt sure if it was geninue politeness or  a ploy to make me tip him when i was leaving.... just shows how used i am to not receiving courteous service in this country. when security men start saluting and helping with bags and doors or even smiling i feel somewhat obligated to tip them..... i remember a few have even gone to the extent of saying stuff like " enjoy your meal", have a wonderful day etc etc i just keep cringing and praying i'd have change left to dash them....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na wa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hubby and I sleep in separate rooms. I find it odd in this day and age. Though sometimes im grateful for the "privacy".  I sleep with my boys. It started with him saying my stuff were scattered and too much and he didnt want them in "HIS" room. Of course i took offence and started sleeping elsewhere. Then when the boys came he felt i should sleep with them since they're toddlers and need to be given milo and carried to weewee during the night!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly i have realised its killing our intimacy and i'm a bit tired of him coming to tap me, and in the words of my boss say "follow me to the room" . I mean i am not an "iya risikat" abeg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The challenge now is this i really want him to apologise for what he said initially and ask me to move back in. i hinted him the other day saying i couldnt continue sharing a room with little boys ad he said " well you can dress elsewhere and not in front of them " ***rolls eyes****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough for one day, make i dey go house! Work continues for some of us ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-5012036085064385860?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/5012036085064385860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=5012036085064385860' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5012036085064385860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5012036085064385860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2011/10/random-talk-talk-again.html' title='Random talk talk again!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-5215483721841223086</id><published>2011-09-13T11:41:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T12:23:11.417+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Random "talk talk"</title><content type='html'>One more thing I'd seriously like to know is why when you call some offices or walk up to a receptionist/security man and say I'd like to see Mr/mrs/madam/alhaji(etc) so and so he/she asks for your name and then says "from where"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i say from America!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i really just dont get it..... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fellow Nigerians in the diaspora is this phenmenom common "in abroad" too? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early today to catch up on some ironing.... smallie woke up and i went to make him milo,of course before i returned the bugger of an Ayobami had thrown the hot iron on the carpet. Thank God there was no bodily harm to him or his brother.... he starts REAL(as in with uniforms and all) nursery next Monday!!! i can't wait to unleash him on his teachers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing the kind of levies parents are 'forced' to pay to educate children in this Lagos. all sorts of dues- development, christmas party, Yoruba classes, swimming all sorts my people. I was fortunate to find a moderate priced school with few students. They'll be just about 5students in the class. I just hope i made an informed decision!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May i also warn potential parents make sure you have your children before September oh!!!!! Most schools admit only children of age 3 (birthday has to be in September) into nursery 1 when the session starts in October.... the child will usually be placed in reception/pre-nursery/kindergaten class....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were lucky though we got placed in nursery 1 because my son is exceptionally bright like his mummy :D ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God i titled this post "random talk talk" (pidgin English)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-5215483721841223086?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/5215483721841223086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=5215483721841223086' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5215483721841223086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5215483721841223086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2011/09/random-talk-talk.html' title='Random &quot;talk talk&quot;'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-1519940676462923942</id><published>2011-09-02T15:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T15:50:12.136+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it bad....</title><content type='html'>.... for me to still be smiling /winking plus day dreaming at fine boys/men in traffic?????????One caught me today and raised his hands as in "madam na wa oh " LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fellow was fine sha even though he's a light skinned man and theyre not my spec. It didnt help that he was being driven in an LR3 **winks**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-1519940676462923942?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/1519940676462923942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=1519940676462923942' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1519940676462923942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1519940676462923942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2011/09/is-it-bad.html' title='Is it bad....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-7562868020186511565</id><published>2011-08-29T12:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T12:47:05.697+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This manager work no easy!!!</title><content type='html'>While i am grateful for my current job especially as it is somewhat better than staying home all day... the many things my eyes have seen i just must pencil down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is certainly a WIDE gap between a one man business and a multi national.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Operations manager is Ijebu by tribe and worked as a teacher before now. he has some really amusing theories about how things should run.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example : the toner for the printer must completely run out before another can be purchased. i find that absurd and certainly not the way to go. He accused me the other day of not being responsible for the maintenance of the pool car.... hello... i am not in admin and barely use the car anyway. I use my own car for marketing purposes. as if that is not bad enough i have to sign papers up and down the place before i get a refund on my fuel money....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The height for me is the lastest development. i have worked for seven months thereabouts and no one assigned me a laptop/computer. I used mine until it crashed.... several memos and lamentations later, my dear boss approves ONE for the marketing unit in addition to the laptop we currently have....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One as in ONE for we the three unit members. he claims it is a work station technically this means the three of us have to take turns to use it. we have two chairs on this table. so one person stands while the other two sit!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they say i am a management staff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shudder to imagine what the other normal staff must be experiencing.... mcsheeewwwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-7562868020186511565?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/7562868020186511565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=7562868020186511565' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/7562868020186511565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/7562868020186511565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-manager-work-no-easy.html' title='This manager work no easy!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-8148815417450363163</id><published>2011-07-06T12:18:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T13:07:39.463+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much Information and other stories :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Long time no see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lappie crashed and i havent been able to replace it. One would have thought owning a BB would solve that challenge but truth is some of us are still technologically challenged ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has happened i tell you, i mean even Tlash is gonna be One tomorrow.... i wonder if he even is aware of that fact sef :D Never mind me and Ayobami know and are gonna rock on his behalf ;0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the many things that have happened to me are three embarassing incidents i just must share!!! My job as a MANAGER(you know now lol) requires me to go hopping from one office to the other. So i have met all sorts of receptionists from the haughty(i assume these ones think they are management staff) to the very nice and friendly as well as the next two i'd be discussing in the next paragraph!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting to see someone in HR i got friendly with receptionist 1. I told her my need and tried to get some info off her. Next thing she starts to tell me how she attends Fountain of Life and can dream dreams... From there she says she dreamt that her sister was travelling and true true the sister went to abroad.... then one man that is thier customer and he's close to her. The man is close to Mike Adenuga( or his daddy sef) and she had once dreamt or seen a vision of herself working in Glo…. She wanted to know whether to ask the man to tell Mike Adenuga to employ her or some errant nonsense like that. Wetin concern me concern all that one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next one too started off friendly. By my next visit to the office she wanted to know what hospitals were good for gynaelogical issues and stuff(I work in health insurance). Next thing she starts to tell me shes had a previous miscarriage and while I am still squirming from discomfort she goes on to say in her current pregnancy too she started spotting and she went to a midwife/modern herbal doctor not juju woman according to her oh lol. She said the woman assured her nothing will happen to the belle. At this point I quickly told her of a good clinic and scampered off….. which kain thing be that????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last episode was just the worst mbok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to buy some toys for ,my boys and the 2nd time I went to the shop to pick the items.i met the owner in a bid to be friendly I asked her if the baby I had met on the 1st visit was hers. So she laughed and said that’ll probably be her grandchild. Then she brought out family pics of them in Dubai showing her husband and daughter. And said she was celebrating 25years wedding anniversary or so… her friend who was there then said “ah you and Emeka have been together for so long” (or something like that). Then she says out loud in the presence of even her sales girls “ Emeka disvirgined me you know” . at that point I paid and ran out of the shop….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean am I wearing a sign that says ‘you can tell me EVERYTHING? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-8148815417450363163?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/8148815417450363163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=8148815417450363163' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8148815417450363163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8148815417450363163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2011/07/too-much-information-and-other-stories.html' title='Too much Information and other stories :D'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-1753092178261088665</id><published>2011-07-05T11:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T11:31:12.542+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey.....</title><content type='html'>.... Missed you plenty plenty!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TLash turns one on Thursday we are busy planning :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-1753092178261088665?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/1753092178261088665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=1753092178261088665' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1753092178261088665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1753092178261088665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2011/07/hey.html' title='Hey.....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-9173389622966178506</id><published>2011-05-11T13:11:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T14:03:15.672+01:00</updated><title type='text'>May Post!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gIp86RDztGQ/TcqIR2YMLTI/AAAAAAAAAWw/aQOVqHnQosk/s1600/Image0180%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so here's the post for May :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is important that i at least meet up my one month one post!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had actually tried to post several times in april but chasing two small boys and their father aint easy i must admit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a shout to my dear co-blogger "DOLL" congrats on your engagement( i'd have put this on your blog but i didn't want my greeting to get lost in the plenty comments ;) Wish you the very best babes.... Feel free to ask for tips and advice anytime too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the post now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering the other day and i infact i'm still wondering why in this part of the world we call soft drinks "minerals" or actually "minerasssss"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answers anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my random pics from my random wakas around Lagos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is apparently the new face of RRS in Lagos.... frankly i think they look like ants &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605442526452133170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gIp86RDztGQ/TcqIR2YMLTI/AAAAAAAAAWw/aQOVqHnQosk/s320/Image0180%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q5SEpLhL_AU/TcqC3l0nfHI/AAAAAAAAAWI/a-2vJpuvrRw/s1600/Image0221%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605436584535413122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iukk3xhw_vo/TcqC3_A2UYI/AAAAAAAAAWg/tR42_i4NRhs/s320/Image0172%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;My Darling MIL bought me this pot , it has my name on it :D&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605436577735595746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6TckGnnXVX8/TcqC3lrpVuI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/irKhu_VTK3A/s320/Image0217%255B2%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saw this one in a Nigerian movie and i couldnt just help leaving my mouth agape.... read and re-read the last line!!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605436577773223026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q5SEpLhL_AU/TcqC3l0nfHI/AAAAAAAAAWI/a-2vJpuvrRw/s320/Image0221%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Yep the VICTIM of this act will pay N500 LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-9173389622966178506?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/9173389622966178506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=9173389622966178506' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/9173389622966178506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/9173389622966178506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-post.html' title='May Post!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gIp86RDztGQ/TcqIR2YMLTI/AAAAAAAAAWw/aQOVqHnQosk/s72-c/Image0180%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-5522156660712660321</id><published>2011-04-04T10:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T10:36:34.554+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cocktail of gists....</title><content type='html'>This my one month one post system sef na  wa …. &lt;br /&gt;Today’s post is a cocktail of all sorts of gist….&lt;br /&gt;Another habit Nigerians have which amuses me (not annoy this time) is when you say hello to people and they respond “fine”. LOL  My assumption for this behavourial pattern is because the people probably expect to be asked “how’re you” and have already programmed their brains to respond accordingly… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway whatever…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m still liking this Ibiluv’s  blogging style. I’ll just keep copying ;) the worst she can call me is “copy catter” LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a tooth extraction   few days back…. Still in pain and I’ve got a swollen face to show for my agonies… people seem to be staring at me a lot more now…. I imagine, they imagine I got beat up by my spouse…&lt;br /&gt;For some days and even weeks now I’ve been trying to fathom what informs street traders on their choice of wares…. Even more strange to me is how these items are usually sold for a “season” and it seems by ALL street traders. Some items make sense(sort of) some I really rack my brain and wonder if they get any patronage at all. The seemingly sensible goods sold in traffic include: &lt;br /&gt;The various variants of gala(packaged sausage rolls) i.e gala, beefie, meaty,rovers etc &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tissue for the car&lt;br /&gt;Plantain chips &lt;br /&gt;Fan ice/ Yoghurt &lt;br /&gt;Torchlight&lt;br /&gt;Chewing gum/sweets&lt;br /&gt;Cuff links/silk knots&lt;br /&gt;Fruit salad/pop corn &lt;br /&gt;Audio CDS/DVDS&lt;br /&gt;Men’s ties&lt;br /&gt;Designer sunglasses &lt;br /&gt;The odd/amusing ones include : &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Camphor&lt;br /&gt;Books&lt;br /&gt;Rat glue/poison&lt;br /&gt;Weighing scales &lt;br /&gt;Machetes&lt;br /&gt;Coffee tables &lt;br /&gt;Dustbins &lt;br /&gt;Cereals&lt;br /&gt;Cutlery /knife sets &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plastic files/Folders&lt;br /&gt;Swimming gear for kids&lt;br /&gt;ID card tags/card holders&lt;br /&gt;Jalabiyas&lt;br /&gt;Male underwear/shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I wonder what they’ll have in the coming days/weeks….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to one chassis office today. I was quite awed… you see I worked in a multi national for many years and after my ‘job loss” in 2009 I had to somewhat stoop to take this manager work in a less than multinational company….  Better than sitting at home doing nothing I guess but I miss the days of “AC in the loo, properly set up work stations, fone speaking colleagues” etc etc &lt;br /&gt;***sighs**** God dey!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The boys are fine. T-lash has 4 teeth now and my walls are gradually being filled with graffiti thanks to Ayobami. He can now “write” you see and always feels a need to prove this ON MY WALLS lol…. We also read/count numbers of license plates on all cars we see ….. &lt;br /&gt;What a brilliant boy I mean how many of you can identify nos 1-9!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO&lt;br /&gt;I have been typing this post for a few days and now that I’m ready to post it I can’t think of a suitable ending….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-5522156660712660321?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/5522156660712660321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=5522156660712660321' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5522156660712660321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5522156660712660321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2011/04/cocktail-of-gists_2041.html' title='Cocktail of gists....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-6632718690919130659</id><published>2011-03-02T15:14:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T15:25:18.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New Post</title><content type='html'>I just dislike it when people say "I am strong" to communicate that they feel unwell. It really irks me.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meant to wax my eyebrows today oh.... maybe tomorrow sha. Cant wait for the hot wax to be spread across my forehead lol i don dey kolo oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to blog since and since but my friend's son was kidnapped it didnt seem appropriate to blog during such a period. Was too sad to function properly that time sef...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thank God he was returned home safely last saturday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm copying my friend Ibiliv's style of writing today ;) oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss LG too wonder where she is sef, last i remember she was in Abj. Abi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person don dey old oh small small i don dey near 40.... i'll be 31 in a few months time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only i could just get my thoughts together and blog "properly" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Commander and Controller are fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at my doctor's last week imagine my shock when he brought out his biro. Not only was it bic.... half had broken so the plastic that holds the ink was bare. Havent seen such a sight since secondary school... infact primary school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then his phone rang and believe it or not his ring tone is the Barbie theme song. You know the "i'm a barbie girl. in a barbie world" etc etc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe he doesnt know it's barbie theme song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent been able to take any random pics my Iphone was stolen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been quite sad since &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when i think of the cost of replacement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok what else is there to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss having sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite odd for a married woman i must admit &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you see that's how life is.... you cant explain many things!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i  better go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'll be able to put up a more co-ordinated post in the near future&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-6632718690919130659?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/6632718690919130659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=6632718690919130659' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/6632718690919130659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/6632718690919130659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-post.html' title='New Post'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-2108194482718522319</id><published>2011-02-01T16:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T16:29:27.507+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey to becoming a Lagos big gal.....</title><content type='html'>So further on my journey to reach my aspiration of becoming a Lagos big gal....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i went to wax my eyebrows....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No big deal abi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering that even to apply lip gloss sef i no dey remember, that for me is one step ahead on this my "i must be hot in 2011" matters lol &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Funny it wasn't as painful as i anticipated maybe i should go further and get a Brazilian? hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday i went to fix my weave.... not the Brazilian/lace front weave oh(still can't work out how to nip from No 2's cerelac allowance without getting busted lmao) so sha i spent hours there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in typical sunday salon moves, crowd there, only one good stylist and everyone wants HIM ALONE to fix thier hair etc etc so it took me hours to get done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt want  Daddy going on about me turning him to a nanny and couldnt possibly take the boys to the salon so i arranged for my brother's girlfriend to baby sit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm driving home and Daddy calls " Where are you?" "you left your children since morning to go and make your hair" "You are just going to work and not to do fashion(abi how the man talk am sef?)"  "henceforth i COMMAND you never to leave the children and go to the salon again.... i'm not asking or telling you i am COMMANDING you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na wa i get controller for office and Commander for house....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na wa lol God help me which kain problem be this&gt;????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i'm not to quarrel about the matter (for now) one day i will ask him whether i look like one of his staff that he is commanding me.... Men and their ways sef....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-2108194482718522319?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/2108194482718522319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=2108194482718522319' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2108194482718522319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2108194482718522319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2011/02/journey-to-becoming-lagos-big-gal.html' title='Journey to becoming a Lagos big gal.....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-3122367306215266570</id><published>2011-01-24T11:27:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T13:26:09.916+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Random paparazzo 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/TT1hmoHYrgI/AAAAAAAAAVU/NutWz2ybXuA/s1600/IMG_0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/TT1hmoHYrgI/AAAAAAAAAVU/NutWz2ybXuA/s320/IMG_0478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565712030731120130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we can make this paparazzo business a regular feature on this blog... :D&lt;br /&gt;I find some terms in my new place of work strange…. My boss is called a CONTROLLER Well since I am MANAGER surely that is the only way to show the world that he is my boss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span &gt;Enjoy these random paparazzoooosssss my fellow bloggers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/TT1ZLvvSfeI/AAAAAAAAAUs/1pMDplAGohc/s400/IMG_0476.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565702772828044770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/TT1ZLe3s54I/AAAAAAAAAUk/CKA5FPmROA0/s1600/IMG_0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/TT1ZLe3s54I/AAAAAAAAAUk/CKA5FPmROA0/s400/IMG_0475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565702768299927426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;That's my neighbour at his gate....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/TT1dLNCXDXI/AAAAAAAAAVM/e0j4ae_x6tg/s1600/IMG_0817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/TT1dLNCXDXI/AAAAAAAAAVM/e0j4ae_x6tg/s400/IMG_0817.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565707161559305586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yep he will never RELEGATE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/TT1dKZuQHiI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ew09IHwUqZg/s1600/IMG_0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/TT1dKZuQHiI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ew09IHwUqZg/s400/IMG_0804.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565707147784756770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;That's No 2 browsing :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/TT1dI8239qI/AAAAAAAAAU8/yAyOUgvrZIo/s1600/IMG_0791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/TT1dI8239qI/AAAAAAAAAU8/yAyOUgvrZIo/s400/IMG_0791.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565707122856425122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yes oh MOTORS are not allowed after 11pm and "latecomers" will be persecuted!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Have a good week people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-3122367306215266570?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/3122367306215266570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=3122367306215266570' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/3122367306215266570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/3122367306215266570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2011/01/random-paparazzo-2.html' title='Random paparazzo 2'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/TT1hmoHYrgI/AAAAAAAAAVU/NutWz2ybXuA/s72-c/IMG_0478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-3510216693893996055</id><published>2011-01-19T08:51:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T09:16:32.679+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So i was tagged.....</title><content type='html'>and so here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks P.E.T for the award i feel honoured!!!!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 things about myself...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am still in love with my ex boyfriend.... ***sighs****&lt;br /&gt;2.  I really,really,really hate to see used match sticks on the floor&lt;br /&gt;3. I am an aspiring Lagos big girl lol&lt;br /&gt;4. I somewhat have OCD... i can arrange my  wardrobe over and over(even when it's not scattered)!!!!! same thing with washing my hands :D&lt;br /&gt;5. I can eat rice morning, afternoon and night, seven days a week. Happily at that....&lt;div&gt;6. My boys are my pride and my joy (obviously lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I'll have to come back to this!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Award 15 other bloggers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;Hmmmmmm i present this award to the 1st 15 commenters  that stop by except they've already been tagged&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers people!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-3510216693893996055?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/3510216693893996055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=3510216693893996055' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/3510216693893996055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/3510216693893996055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-i-was-tagged.html' title='So i was tagged.....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-1532500798899088456</id><published>2011-01-18T12:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T12:22:58.278+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So fluffy got a job…</title><content type='html'>I was quite happy to start work after sitting at home for a whole year just being a mum…&lt;br /&gt;I miss my boys all day though &lt;br /&gt;Being a housewife really isn’t easy…&lt;br /&gt;The high point of most days is in the evening when you start thinking of what to make for daddy’s dinner and then the process of making Daddy’s dinner.&lt;br /&gt;One day I will compile my housewife tales lol and blog about them&lt;br /&gt;So Lagos has somewhat changed!!! &lt;br /&gt;Not like I was in purdah the past year but somehow I didn’t really get to waka much… with two small kids!!! Staying at home most times seemed the better option.&lt;br /&gt;My former work environment had a casual dress style, so it really really made me complacent about my looks generally.&lt;br /&gt;I’d have clothes in my wardrobe but I’ll just keep wearing jeans and one plain top or the other…&lt;br /&gt;This time round (from what I see here) the style is formal/semi-formal. I mean to really step my game up oh… They made me manager… even though the salary aint exactly “managerial” lol ….&lt;br /&gt;So  I got myself a new haircut and colored the hair  sef… being a mama doesn’t mean I have to slack biko… stepping my game up. Yesterday I wore a suit (for the 1st time in almost 5years),all my friends kept saying “what? You’re in a suit? Take a picture plsssss… felt like the thing would choke me at a point lol today I’m wearing the famous “abortion belt” to complete my ensemble and even though I feel like Santa Claus and cant really breathe I’m sucking it in and giving myself the Lagos big girl look lol &lt;br /&gt;Next on the list is this Brazilian weave on… that’s the name ain’t it? I mean those lace front wigs that make Lagos chics look so hawt hawt hawt….&lt;br /&gt;By the time I starve No 2 of his cerelac for 2 months I should be able to afford the thing abi? ;)&lt;br /&gt;God help me in this 2011 abeg…. Na wa &lt;br /&gt;Happy new year everyone(better late than never biko :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-1532500798899088456?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/1532500798899088456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=1532500798899088456' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1532500798899088456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1532500798899088456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-fluffy-got-job.html' title='So fluffy got a job…'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-8864802049946760608</id><published>2010-12-25T16:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T16:13:55.979+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoying habits of my other half!!!!</title><content type='html'>So I stumbled on this meme on nairaland but the comment box wasn’t adequate for me to detail my dear spouse’s own so here I am settling down to “offload” this dilemma of mine….&lt;br /&gt;I must start from the beginning &lt;br /&gt;My mother in law is a sweet little woman…. She’s actually small physically so little is apt in describing her.Most times I feel know I got a good deal as per getting her for a(an) MIL!!!She’s peaceful and quite generous but …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She fidgets… kai the woman can’t just keep still!!! She must always just find one activity or the other for herself. It usually doesn’t bother me except when I have to wake up at 6am because she wants to bath the kids…or she packs hubby’s cloths that she wants to wash them. The day after no 2’s naming ceremony you can imagine my shock when I strolled into the kitchen and there she was FRYING MOIN MOIN supposedly to preserve it. IMO because she had nothing else to do….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now to today’s story :D &lt;br /&gt;She has passed this fidgeting habit to my dear spouse….&lt;br /&gt;At first it wasn’t so obvious but over time I can see that my dear spouse has a hard time keeping still.It wouldn’t matter so much  if the fidgeting doesn’t make him turn my world upside down in the bid of helping (IMO joblessness) but more and more im tempted to flog my husband for this silly habit…&lt;br /&gt;He can just head to the children’s drawers and say he’s arranging and just distort my already colour, size and occasion sequenced arrangement of the said clothes, bear in mind that I mostly dress up the kids…. So my own order of arrangement should be in place abi?&lt;br /&gt;On some other occasion  my dear spouse peeled nearly N500 worth of irish potatoes and sliced them and kept in the freezer(I no send am work oh and we were not eating chips for breakfast/lunch/dinner oh) then kept ranting about “that’s how things should be done etc” the next day when the potatoes started to go black he had nothing to say again….&lt;br /&gt;Today now he has emptied my freezer and is going on about how I didn’t arrange the things properly and how my space management is not good etc etc  I have gone to look now meat he has left on the counter top, bread he has abandoned on the counter top and he has the nerve to tell me to stop leaving remnants in the freezer… where do I then keep them biko?&lt;br /&gt;The supposed reorganization of the freezer has the whole place looking quite jam packed so I wonder what he was/is going on about!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have told him he will have to decide who Is going to do kitchen management at this rate, whether na me or na him…. &lt;br /&gt;Because I don tire~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-8864802049946760608?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/8864802049946760608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=8864802049946760608' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8864802049946760608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8864802049946760608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2010/12/annoying-habits-of-my-other-half.html' title='Annoying habits of my other half!!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-7899600286924675056</id><published>2010-12-16T18:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T15:43:49.048+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Random paparazzi</title><content type='html'>So to keep up with my "hobby" of photography i took these "odd" pics on  my random waka around Lagos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one really baffled me it was table decor at what i presume was an african themed wedding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surely wouldn't have sat on that table....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second picture one was just hilarious, i mean seriously????...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See for yourself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/TQt2Glpyc3I/AAAAAAAAAUI/SMOxznWn0Cs/s1600/IMG_0757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/TQt2Glpyc3I/AAAAAAAAAUI/SMOxznWn0Cs/s400/IMG_0757.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551660821222945650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/TQt2Gea5gGI/AAAAAAAAAUA/I3vZpvKIeDg/s1600/IMG_0714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/TQt2Gea5gGI/AAAAAAAAAUA/I3vZpvKIeDg/s400/IMG_0714.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551660819281444962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-7899600286924675056?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/7899600286924675056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=7899600286924675056' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/7899600286924675056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/7899600286924675056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2010/12/random-paparazzi.html' title='Random paparazzi'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/TQt2Glpyc3I/AAAAAAAAAUI/SMOxznWn0Cs/s72-c/IMG_0757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-8057074581994794420</id><published>2010-10-21T17:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T17:38:48.182+01:00</updated><title type='text'>i really wonder....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i heard the other day that a former colleague of mine is separated from her husband....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was shocked. While the whole thing may not have been perfect they did look like they were getting on fine(from the outside)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The husband lost his job and naturally this put a strain on them emotionally and perhaps otherwise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now while i dont have all the details or first hand info  i heard the marriage crashed for the following reason( and possibly some others too)!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Wife is a british citizen and husband asked/requested/pleaded(whatever he sha did) asked her to file for him so he could share this benefit too. Maybe it was the way he asked i dont know but babe sha insinuated that , it may have been for this reason he married her!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Like i said i dont have first hand info, but surely there's no smoke without fire. the story may be true..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My concern is this, assuming the story is true:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Was husband wrong to ask his wife to file for him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Is he thus a gold digger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;should the matter have degenerated this much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Is wife right on her assumptions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In an ideal situation should the wife have filed for him as her dearly wedded husband?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Truly i wonder.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-8057074581994794420?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/8057074581994794420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=8057074581994794420' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8057074581994794420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8057074581994794420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-really-wonder.html' title='i really wonder....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-7521882846238651909</id><published>2010-10-14T11:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T12:25:48.816+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I will not smack Ayobami...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;....this week!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was recently reviewing my disciplinary measures and felt that perhaps i was using the rod(my hands) too much on the individual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So i decided to try an "i will not smack Ayobami" week. It's now Day four and i've been mostly successful even this morning when he tried to pluck out his brother's eye with an umbrella i only asked him to face the wall!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I've hit his hand/butt only twice all week!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I must admit he seems better behaved and hasnt been beating people like he normally would have, it makes me wonder or rather question our Nigerian upbringing(i assume the average nigerian has experience smacking/flogging/beating by parents and adults generally) is it a good idea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;perhaps because he gets smacked ever so often is the reason he seems to constantly be hitting people both his peers and adults alike!!! I understand that toddlers generally have "hitting/fighting" tendencies but could i have unknowingly endorsed it to my little boy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;How else can they be disciplined though? the naughty corner and face the wall punishments are working well for now sha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I dont intend to completely stop smacking the young man though but maybe now it'll be few and far between....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-7521882846238651909?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/7521882846238651909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=7521882846238651909' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/7521882846238651909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/7521882846238651909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-will-not-smack-ayobami.html' title='I will not smack Ayobami...'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-6012117768001100306</id><published>2010-10-01T23:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T22:44:45.966+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mummy drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ayobami just went for his first sleep over. i miss him already. Crap!!! they just left 10 minutes ago... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Maybe i should just go and bring him back!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You'd think i'd be happy for the peace and quiet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Will probably lay here all night wondering if his blanket was placed over him properly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-6012117768001100306?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=4158020822082938537' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4158020822082938537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4158020822082938537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2010/08/quick-one-abeg.html' title='Quick one abeg!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-2965069617308121170</id><published>2010-05-28T21:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T21:24:28.795+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This n that Part2!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;The ways of men are indeed puzzling....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;By men i mean okurin, male specie/gender etc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I recently visited a former male colleague of mine because his wife just had a baby and i need his help to fix my lappie... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;we became friends because he used to ride in my car from work etc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;One day he told me he loved me. i almost laughed but i managed to control myself and remind him that i was married and so was he!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Anyway he said he loved me before he married etc but was never able to approach me. i sha explained that there was no way we were ever gonna be able to do nothing about his feelings so he should nip them (summary) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;So i sha went to his residence for the reasons detailed above with my son and obviously jutting out belle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Visit went well and i got up to leave while at the same time admiring his dining set. he moves close to me and next thing i know is trying to hug me, no problem abi? i sha move my head  somehow and next thing i hear smack on my eyes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Dude was apparently trying to kiss me!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;This is with his wife in their room oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i warned him seriously when we got outside but really the ways of men just never cease to amaze me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Part2!!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-8679144802636793980</id><published>2010-05-28T20:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T20:59:31.952+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This n that!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Just got back from my mum's place... she was making moin moin  amidst so much drama and noise!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;mumsie likes to be quite dramatic in the kitchen, i remember when i was younger like 4 of us kids, plus help, cousin and whatever child was home were ALL expected to squeeze into the small ok medium sized kitchen and cook ONE pot of stew... kai the drama was always much.... " Turn the soup", " make sure your hand is positioned in this way", then she grabs the spoon and turns the stew herself LOL  and of course one person would usually get smacked or slapped LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I digress &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Today's drama started with how her help is so efficient and how she peeled the beans in 30 mins and i promptly killed her excitement by saying " before nko? does peeling beans require special skill?" kai mumsie oh LOL then she continued with her issuing 20 instructions at the same time and plenty shout shout just to make like 20 pieces of moin moin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Moin moin days are/were really bad i tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I guess trauma from these dramas is the reason why i am unable to make moin moin plus another experience from my NYSC days which i will share another day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-8679144802636793980?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/8679144802636793980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=8679144802636793980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8679144802636793980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8679144802636793980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-n-that.html' title='This n that!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-1558791216134350135</id><published>2010-04-15T14:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T14:53:31.553+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My son....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;... is turning out a bit too African for me LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;I just caught him crushing a chicken bone now and  only aunty Afro do i know in the whole wide world that can do such an african thing LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;The other day i gave him chips which he just kept spitting out so i quietly made eba and you need to see the quantity he consumed!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;What an african boy LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;His vocabulary is getting better though.... at least when you ask "how're you?" he responds with "mine" and he says "memen" at the right time during prayers... he's learning alleluia now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;His favourite word though is NOOOOOOOOOOO which he says no matter the question asked... i just tire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;He also has a cockroach chasing hobby, i mean the other day we saw a roach and i took off while he scampered after the thing to catch it LOL i was quite ashamed of myself to say the least :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;so now what do we do about this his africannness ehn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-1558791216134350135?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/1558791216134350135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=1558791216134350135' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1558791216134350135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1558791216134350135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-son.html' title='My son....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-1034993601919332958</id><published>2010-04-01T17:25:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T17:35:01.529+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Old fashioned but happy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm staying at my brother's for a while.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And i find something quite amusing which he and his wife have practised for as long as i can remember. They're young both less than fourty but they address each other as Mummy A and Daddy B!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now it's funny to me because i know no one else in this generation who does that. Infact when he calls her, she says sahhhhhh LMAO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sillier i assume but i find one thing they have a peaceful marriage. Sure there must be other factors that contribute to the happiness and tranquility (even though i find it keeps me kinda edgy... it's too quiet and stiff LOL) in their home but could that be a major contributor????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That men like to be so respected???????? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I call my hubby by name and all my friends do too. None has been disrespectful to him but i have been rude to him several times and though i'm ashamed to say this even in their presence....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was younger in the marriage then and didn't know better and obviously we were going through rough patches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But recently a close friend's behaviour to him and some comments that she has made have got me brooding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Respect really really does have to be given to the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But then must i call him daddy?????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-1034993601919332958?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/1034993601919332958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=1034993601919332958' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1034993601919332958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1034993601919332958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2010/04/old-fashioned-but-happy.html' title='Old fashioned but happy?'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-2216505824568199005</id><published>2010-04-01T12:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T12:36:19.920+01:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;Everything just tire me sha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-2216505824568199005?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/2216505824568199005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=2216505824568199005' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2216505824568199005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2216505824568199005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-9213359592020427502</id><published>2010-02-03T13:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T13:02:44.082+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The beast in us !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I finally have stuff to blog about.,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis amazing how fury can make words come to you easily...&lt;br /&gt;Living in this Naija is tough and tis amazing how we all have the Beast element in us .&lt;br /&gt;I queued for over two hours to buy fuel. I waited while the tanker discharged the contents and blamed my patience on my jobless state...&lt;br /&gt;Some adjacent filling station was selling at N75 but i insisted that it’ll be better to buy at the recommended retail price....&lt;br /&gt;Anyways the queue starts to move and some niggers who are driving by start to jump into the queue as in if you’re moving slowly they just jump in...&lt;br /&gt;Sha some danfo tries to chance the woman behind me and in the hullaballoo she jams me, her car lights break but we don’t stop struggling till the gates close(they’re letting us in batch by batch, imagine oh)&lt;br /&gt;So i get down to assess the damage and my car’s unscathed...&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know where the rage came from but i start to shout “thief thief thief” to the Danfo driver and clap and really shout i looked like a typical Benin wife( i hear they’re the most quarrelsome ones LMAO)&lt;br /&gt;Of course while i’m shouting queue opens up again and starts to move and another idiot of course takes one space in front of me...&lt;br /&gt;My black skin turned red mehnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;I jump in my car, drive like an agbero, almost destroy my poor jeep in the process. Drive next to the mad man and start to shout, i tell him if he doesn’t back off i will curse him and his children.&lt;br /&gt;Even I couldn’t believe my fury i shouted so much a crowd gathered...&lt;br /&gt;The driver started to mutter some explanation and at this point all my veins were standing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai men looking back now i musta been a sight LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sha the man says to please take my space back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i jump in my car and turn on the AC with the small fuel wey remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then some Islamic cleric comes to beg me for space.... If you see as i bone, i tell am say upon all the Islamic meme wey e write for motor he cannot do the right thing abi?&lt;br /&gt;The driver of the said bus say me suppose even respect them as i see their organisation’s name kai na so i begin shout again “ Do the right thing, Do the right thing, DO the right thing”&lt;br /&gt;I shout am so tey i don’t think i wanna hear the words for a long time again LOL LOL&lt;br /&gt;Only for me to end up crashing in hospital again!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Smallie no well...&lt;br /&gt;Wasn’t too bad sha at least we blasted AC all night, nepa or no nepa, fuel or no fuel...&lt;br /&gt;But all i have to say is DOWN YAR ADUA mehen at least for all these fuel issues......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-9213359592020427502?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-5320647208130230969</id><published>2009-12-22T16:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T16:18:41.333+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts in my head</title><content type='html'>So sex  actually becomes or can become a chore/bore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At what point do you know this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When before you’re like “yikes” not today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When during you can’t wait for it to be over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When afterwards all you have to discuss is Nepa and the state of the nation?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-5320647208130230969?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-8515704702021151743</id><published>2009-12-10T11:15:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T11:15:57.072+01:00</updated><title type='text'>How I nearly lost my gullet today….</title><content type='html'>So I suddenly feel thirsty…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stroll to the water dispenser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s some boy there “fetching” water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he’s not extraordinary looking or anything like that oh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I see him around anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway (again LOL) the ogbeni smiles at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no come know whether na confusion or devil just wan cause me problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na so I fetch water for myself too oh, from the pink tap side…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also feel a need to drink the water right there…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God say na sip I sip no be gulp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw/felt/heard my gullet/throat turn pink!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na that boy smile wan cause me problem….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this my old age&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-8515704702021151743?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/8515704702021151743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=8515704702021151743' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8515704702021151743'/><link rel='self' 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jolly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda happy today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just ordered a Christmas tree and I’m gonna buy "Ina Olorun" LOL for my son and myself today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's some Christmas thing/accessory/toy/… that you light up which burns for a few seconds before it  fizzles out....  I think most people who grew up in Naija will have an idea of what I’m talking about :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never known what the real name is!!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God knock out/bangers  have been banned in Lagos. They’ve always petrified me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will also attempt to bake cookies/brownies this Christmas…. Wish me luck people!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-5520523632380334144?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/5520523632380334144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=5520523632380334144' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5520523632380334144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5520523632380334144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-sitting-here.html' title='Just sitting here.....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-2132642967540396837</id><published>2009-11-28T08:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T08:35:59.791+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Embarassing moment!!!</title><content type='html'>An aunt of mine just caused me some embarrassment….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told another aunt of mine that “fluffy is in the family way you know”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know which embarrassed me more the fact that fluffy “is indeed in the family way” or the expression “in the family way”!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na wa.&lt;div 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moment!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-7365946599298796001</id><published>2009-11-23T11:52:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T11:57:34.312+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey you...</title><content type='html'>Have i missed you or what?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-7365946599298796001?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1434886532807146489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1434886532807146489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-wan-blog.html' title='I wan blog'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-4752955754239837230</id><published>2009-09-23T09:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T09:58:36.168+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not always rosy!!!</title><content type='html'>What a weekend i had...&lt;br /&gt;I got to rest and at least i spent some time with my little boy...&lt;br /&gt;Who by the way can how hiss :D&lt;br /&gt;He was beating my neighbor the other day(they’re always fighting) and she hissed at him... He looked at her so sternly (particularly at her mouth) and made a clucking sound with his tongue...LOL&lt;br /&gt;You need to have heard how we laughed at him…&lt;br /&gt;The yeye boy: D&lt;br /&gt;That’s the only thing that seems stable in my world right now…&lt;br /&gt;There’s been a lot of talk on blogsville and by some strange coincidence about “what you’ll do if you husband’s cheating etc” I have been very opinionated about the matter. I keep going on and on about not tolerating nonsense from any man etc etc  Funny that right now I find myself somewhat confronted with this and have not the foggiest idea what to do or how to deal with the situation!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Not like I’ve actually caught him in the act or something but definitely there’s something fishy and funny going down…&lt;br /&gt;I just feel helpless!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I ran into a friend of mine over the weekend, we did some catching up and she mentioned that she was seeing a married man.&lt;br /&gt;All I said to her was “as long as you both are happy”&lt;br /&gt;But deep in my heart I knew it was wrong and I shouldn’t have supported the whole idea….&lt;br /&gt;But again I felt helpless!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;My suspicions are causing me grief and talking them over really hasn’t helped!!! He just couldn’t be bothered to prove my suspicions unnecessary or otherwise…&lt;br /&gt;Feel so frustrated and of course that just makes me turn to food…&lt;br /&gt;It’s seems to be a vicious cycle...&lt;br /&gt;Hope I get out of it soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-4752955754239837230?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/4752955754239837230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=4752955754239837230' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4752955754239837230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4752955754239837230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-not-always-rosy.html' title='It&apos;s not always rosy!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-5740486695500164750</id><published>2009-08-21T12:10:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T12:21:25.343+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just ranting!!!</title><content type='html'>Got some cotton bud stuck in my ear yesterday…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know why I decided to clean or rather just stick the thing in, in the middle of the night!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I poured in water and oil trying to get it out and of course it went in deeper LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was most uncomfortable I tell you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up in hospital sef…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least they got it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surely won’t be cleaning my ears for a few days :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayobami can now clap his hands, plus bite, plus eye people…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep eye people…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just starts batting his eyes furiously like there’s something in it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took me a few days to realize that was what he was doing LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the "hazards" of starting school i guess LWKMD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the biting it’s deadly I can assure you. He pretends like he’s about to hug/kiss you and of course digs his teeth in and then if you shout…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starts to cry LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeye man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a week this has been, got a congratulatory message from HR on spending 7years at my place of work….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think I wondered how my mum and her colleagues spent 35years working at the same organization…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na so e kuku sey start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to move oh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biko&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-5740486695500164750?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/5740486695500164750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=5740486695500164750' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5740486695500164750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5740486695500164750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-ranting.html' title='Just ranting!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-4392358689370410139</id><published>2009-08-11T10:01:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T10:02:51.779+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a big boy now!!!</title><content type='html'>The young koko(male for kokolette LOL) has become a … (what is the adult form of kokolette biko?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the young man is now all so grown up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday he discovered the “joys” of sipping juice from a straw… normally we’d use his sippy cup but I just gave it a try and what a sight it was…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole chivita was gulped down fast…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woulda put up a picture but he was holding my hand so tight I couldn’t reach for a camera, and of course in his excitement he was rushing the juice till he started choking and then he threw up ALL the juice &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better luck next time eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can also now climb down from the bed oh!!!&lt;br /&gt;God is truly amazing. That Ayobami can process climbing down from the bed himself????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a sight you need to experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First he starts off humming(this is the amusing part, what nonsense is he humming LOL) then he spins so his legs are facing the edge and he keeps sliding and sliding till he’s standing at the edge of the bed!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean who taught him these things??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re trying to stand ourselves as well and occasionally he just takes his hand off whatever’s supporting him for a millisecond and he grabs it RIGHT back….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai my baby had grown oh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention he’s started day care? Our nanny quit on us oh so we’re in school now!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s the smallest in school and so far so good sha, there have been no mishaps. He’s settling on fine but seems to be the chatterbox in class…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s really taking after aunty Afro in that aspect ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I’m just an excited mummy today!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-4392358689370410139?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/4392358689370410139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=4392358689370410139' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4392358689370410139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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doze off by about 7pm and of course he woke up at midnight HUNGRY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he ate and of course was most energized LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There he was all over the room, bed he was just everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway moi and Mr. one way or the other got tired and dozed off…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember waking up at some point and was shocked to see the young man Ayobami standing next to me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That wasn’t even the problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was sticking his tongue out and believe it or not was happily licking the mosquito net!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LWKMD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see how I grabbed him and backed him till the bugger dozed off….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know whether in his father’s village dem dey chop mosquito net LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son got some new sleep suits from aunty Afro…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s turning out to be quite a good godmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the sleep suits were PINK sha J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he looks cute in them all the same LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-4910158044845691747?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/4910158044845691747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=4910158044845691747' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4910158044845691747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4910158044845691747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekend-matters.html' title='Weekend matters...'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-1104864172837575096</id><published>2009-07-14T16:54:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:27:14.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AIrplane seats</title><content type='html'>Believe it or not....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked into a hospital today and at the reception they had ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i'm copying bumight) hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Airplane seats like these ones as seats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly laugh die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were it not rude i'd have taked pictures sincerely!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All sorts in this Lagos sef...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw an old school mate of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She pretended not to see/recognise me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me sef no bother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i remember running into once many years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she rushed to say hello to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her cousin whom she came to see was not available&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short she had no transport money to return to whence she came from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assisted her that day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing how she never even said thanks/showed appreciation after that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't even see me!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-1104864172837575096?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/1104864172837575096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=1104864172837575096' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1104864172837575096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1104864172837575096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/07/airplane-seats.html' title='AIrplane seats'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-434919677845422057</id><published>2009-07-03T11:33:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T11:33:39.346+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Issues of life....</title><content type='html'>So my car arrived....&lt;br /&gt;I'm having challenges keeping the exterior clean,&lt;br /&gt;Lagos roads are a mess...&lt;br /&gt;Muddy waters everywhere&lt;br /&gt;How do people in Lag without drivers/mai guards keep their vehicles clean?&lt;br /&gt;I get home kinda late so cannot visit car wash(es?)&lt;br /&gt;Abi?&lt;br /&gt;My weight loss is progressing well..&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping a food diary and i've lost 2kg already :)&lt;br /&gt;I try to exercise seriously now.... long walks and the likes...&lt;br /&gt;Found myself panting after climibing stairs the other day and realised that was certainly not the way to go...&lt;br /&gt;Smallie too is now a big boy.&lt;br /&gt;He drinks from "sippy" (i love that word) cups now and we have even started sitting(but not necessarily using) our potty LOL&lt;br /&gt;Na wa ...&lt;br /&gt;They grow so fast!!!&lt;br /&gt;Please note that i AM NOT PREGNANT at this time... depsite my earlier suspicions&lt;br /&gt;Mr would have returned me to my parents should that have been the case LWKM&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;Going for a 10 year old party, and i'm excited imagine??????&lt;br /&gt;I've become such a bore now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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life....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-621613743848627983</id><published>2009-06-16T16:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T16:24:13.677+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Master toilet</title><content type='html'>Don't know what my landlord was thinking but this is what our master toilet looks like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Sje40YwwesI/AAAAAAAAAOc/0f4ew7jbVnU/s1600-h/S7300100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347946292665416386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Sje40YwwesI/AAAAAAAAAOc/0f4ew7jbVnU/s400/S7300100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bath area is behind the WC&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So you have to "jump" across to take a shower ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and God help you if you are pregnant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-621613743848627983?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/621613743848627983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=621613743848627983' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/621613743848627983'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>Emergency people</title><content type='html'>I think i'm pregs once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean my poor son can't even walk yet!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw up earlier today which is most unusual, my tummy's been hurting too like the first time i got pregs!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chai what the frig am i gonna do!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-959110387853284050?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/959110387853284050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=959110387853284050' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/959110387853284050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/959110387853284050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/06/e-gba-mi-oh.html' title='Emergency people'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-2190040039686398927</id><published>2009-06-12T11:34:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T16:28:47.050+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"no rice" day 5</title><content type='html'>Well not technically "no rice" day 5 sha&lt;br /&gt;i managed to only get to Day 4 L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do feel less bulky sha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i must say even though my weight hasn't dropped (according to the scales) i have lost weight :D&lt;br /&gt;This is like a mind over matter thing biko&lt;br /&gt;My colleague just yabbed me sef that all i seem to eat is rice...&lt;br /&gt;But really what else can one really eat around here????????&lt;br /&gt;i cannot kuku bring eba to work. abi?&lt;br /&gt;This  weekend i'm gonna detoxify myself with honey and efirin(do not know the English name but it's called  scented leaf i believe)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'll just drink it tonight sef...&lt;br /&gt;with bitter leaf juice :D ... chai the things we do to stay healthy&lt;br /&gt;my baby has catarrh&lt;br /&gt;I was "forced" to suck it from his nose!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The joys of being a mum abi? i hear there's some instrument for doing that but seeing as i don't have this apparatus i had to improvise or do as my mum did....&lt;br /&gt;Mschheeeewwww&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to this weekend like anything...&lt;br /&gt;Spending the whole time at an aunt's. I'll be pampered for a change ;)&lt;br /&gt;Kai what a long week this has been!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-2190040039686398927?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/2190040039686398927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=2190040039686398927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2190040039686398927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2190040039686398927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-rice-day-5.html' title='&quot;no rice&quot; day 5'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-411378358296414939</id><published>2009-06-09T08:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T08:48:35.422+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No rice... Day 2</title><content type='html'>span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So it's day 2 and i've managed to say no to eating rice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i woke up feeling lighter and in fact squeezed into an old top of mine but alas i strolled into the office and everyone went agog and kept calling me FAT!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;LOL they should not worry very soon they'll eat their words... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I ate moin moin today it was quite nice and even though i've been thinking of food all day i've managed not to throw anything into my mouth... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I think i like my doctor...;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i saw him earlier today and was just grinning from ear to ear. Infact my greetings were stuttered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;what in blazes is wrong with me... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;May Mr not catch me!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Today's been mostly dry... nothing out of the ordinary has happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The car dealer called though, he says i might be getting a black car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Woulda preferred another colour though, but hey it'll just have to do ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-411378358296414939?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/411378358296414939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=411378358296414939' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/411378358296414939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/411378358296414939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-rice-day-2.html' title='No rice... Day 2'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-1627188797636272859</id><published>2009-06-08T16:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T16:37:41.394+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No rice .... Day 1</title><content type='html'>It's the first day of my "no rice" week...&lt;br /&gt;So far so good&lt;br /&gt;I feel all the fat coming off already ;)&lt;br /&gt;Though i gobbled up loads of rice last night, just to sustain myself sha ;)&lt;br /&gt;Kai the weight must go after all this suffering oh.&lt;br /&gt;i think in my former life i musta been a rice weevil because that's my staple diet!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Rice, rice and more rice:)&lt;br /&gt;and in addition to losing weight i wanna discover the other Nigerian or even foreign foods that exist...&lt;br /&gt;I need suggestions/ ideas people ;)&lt;br /&gt;I tried today oh, i went to Ghana high and i didn't buy rice. I actually bought beans and dodo&lt;br /&gt;though the beans tasted yucky sha but i ate it all the same.&lt;br /&gt;Hope i won't lose all the weight and husband will nack me another belle immediately oh&lt;br /&gt;Because......&lt;br /&gt;anyway no comments...&lt;br /&gt;The young man Ayobami is finally moving in his walker now, though only backwards but he's sha moving sha..&lt;br /&gt;Before he'd sit in it and just cry and cry... LOL&lt;br /&gt;My week has started off quite nicely&lt;br /&gt;I did some "home improvement" over the weekend. I even bought a cactus plant for my balcony.&lt;br /&gt;what i really wanted was a puppy but my landlord won't allow... so the cactus is my pet for now ;0&lt;br /&gt;My only prayer is that it won't die before next weekend when i'll have time to water to it...LOL&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to finish off my beans and dodo....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-1627188797636272859?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/1627188797636272859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=1627188797636272859' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1627188797636272859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1627188797636272859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-rice-day-1.html' title='No rice .... Day 1'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-2438310992773920457</id><published>2009-06-04T14:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T14:47:16.891+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoms(as usual LOL)</title><content type='html'>Don't know what's wrong with this yeye blogger i've been trying to no avail to post a post since all these days and it's been misbehaving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this one goes through sef..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smallie started crawling oh, i almost burst into tears when he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband of course ruined the moment by shouting that can't i see the boy heading for wire that i'm standing there doing/saying "he's crawling, he's crawling"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;men and their ***issues***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or how come i'm suddenly more tolerant and loving towards my hussie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just happens that at this time he has just deposited for my motor :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women are materialistic huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it's just wives??????? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that since there has been talk about this car i have of my own volition decided to step up my wifely skills just to make Mr continously happy *** ahem***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway life has been good, we got a new boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a fine young Arab!!! Dresses sharp but English? no comments my good people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to revamp my home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barely did up the place since i married and had the baby etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need ideas please!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one, i have been sifting through my wedding presents and trying to get rid of junk in my kitchen. Is it compulsory to have matching mugs and plates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week in a bid to lose some more weight( i dropped off the bandwagon people, now i'm serious about it LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway in a bid to shed this now famous weight, next week i'm not going to eat any RICE!!!!!!!!!! or drink any COKE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So help me GOD~!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-2438310992773920457?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/2438310992773920457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=2438310992773920457' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2438310992773920457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2438310992773920457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/06/randomsas-usual-lol.html' title='Randoms(as usual LOL)'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-544290845063133296</id><published>2009-05-21T17:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:11:31.703+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh shit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just typed a long post and this STUUUUPPPIIIDDDDD blogger of course didn't save or publish it!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrrgghhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-544290845063133296?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/544290845063133296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=544290845063133296' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/544290845063133296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/544290845063133296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-shit-just-typed-long-post-and-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-5262821086152047418</id><published>2009-05-12T13:44:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T14:06:26.156+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...</title><content type='html'>This is the fourth time I’m typing this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This yeye blogger something is just refusing to publish it!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't even save so i have to keep typing over and over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loud hiss!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334922816663160946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 78px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Sgl0CT9ViHI/AAAAAAAAANk/VuchLHyouJc/s400/Image2596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's us loving ourselves :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I caught Ayobami playing with his peepee the other day &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;**ahem****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Told him to "come on stop that" and he started giggling &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The bugger&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope he doesn't turn it into a habit oh LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What a week last week was, we spent the whole time in hospital... Smallie had malaria and a viral infection... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I learnt that sleeping on a "student mattress" with an infant is not fun i can assure you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also learnt how silly footbal can turn men into!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our room mate's daddy was watching a match...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chelsea and Barcelona i believe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I even took his son off him so he won't kick the boy from all the excitement &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;all i know is one minute he was VEEERRRY happy &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next thing the room went silent &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;People...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I saw tears as in water well up in Daddy's eyes &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I thought it was a joke.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Water in the eyes ke??????????&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because of football????????&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;O ma ga oh... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apparently Chelsea lost at the last minute hence the tears....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And they say WE are the emotional ones!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-5262821086152047418?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/5262821086152047418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=5262821086152047418' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5262821086152047418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5262821086152047418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm...'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Sgl0CT9ViHI/AAAAAAAAANk/VuchLHyouJc/s72-c/Image2596.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-7245111695245744069</id><published>2009-04-29T14:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T14:20:16.405+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Random wonderings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Thought of something i really wanted to blog about today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Alas i've forgotten what it is LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;However i was wondering why folks (around here especially)start sentences with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"sorry oh"&lt;/span&gt; do you bla bla bla or &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"sorry oh"&lt;/span&gt; please can you bla bla bla &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Must be the same reason people ask you to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"dress" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;when they want you to scooch(move) over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; just wonder sha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I'm missing my son, been gazing at his pictures all day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;we haven't been spending so much time together his grandma is around so i try to share him and not cling to him too much when i'm home.**Can't wait for their visit to be over*** so we can resume our love ;)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Heard the boy whining in his sleep last night, he must've been hungry and of course i was FAST ASLEEP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Managed to feed him with my eyes and his of course still closed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Must  every mum with an infant ALWAYS  be sleep deprived??????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;It's been quite a week(already abi) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm ... deprived &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; i feel like i'm malfunctioning.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Kai what the heck have i just typed LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-7245111695245744069?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/7245111695245744069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=7245111695245744069' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/7245111695245744069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/7245111695245744069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-wonderings.html' title='Random wonderings'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-7683036564413034330</id><published>2009-04-15T09:31:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T14:38:19.542+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hazards of Living in a face-me - I - face- you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SeXhQLNuQ8I/AAAAAAAAAMA/ihT-xSRFdPo/s1600-h/Image079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324909802439984066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SeXhQLNuQ8I/AAAAAAAAAMA/ihT-xSRFdPo/s400/Image079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SeXhQMUQdqI/AAAAAAAAAL4/pxfenedFbAA/s1600-h/Image078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324909802735826594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SeXhQMUQdqI/AAAAAAAAAL4/pxfenedFbAA/s400/Image078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SeXhP2M2l_I/AAAAAAAAALw/ojN1dcc5_Pg/s1600-h/Image077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324909796799191026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SeXhP2M2l_I/AAAAAAAAALw/ojN1dcc5_Pg/s400/Image077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SeXhPz_3S5I/AAAAAAAAALo/mrp7mpCxZ24/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324909796207840146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SeXhPz_3S5I/AAAAAAAAALo/mrp7mpCxZ24/s400/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SeXhEVHFkAI/AAAAAAAAALg/lcsONlqUD1c/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324909598938075138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SeXhEVHFkAI/AAAAAAAAALg/lcsONlqUD1c/s400/Image035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Came out of my flat and met my motor in this state!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-7683036564413034330?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/7683036564413034330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=7683036564413034330' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/7683036564413034330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/7683036564413034330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/04/hazards-of-living-in-face-me-i-face-you.html' title='Hazards of Living in a face-me - I - face- you'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SeXhQLNuQ8I/AAAAAAAAAMA/ihT-xSRFdPo/s72-c/Image079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-1867896444789356884</id><published>2009-04-08T11:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T11:24:23.599+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What is your occupation??????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I know when we were small the answer to this question was really simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Lawyer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Doctor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Teacher &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;For some people it was even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Nurse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Mechanic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Typist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;LOL etc etc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But you see these days when i'm filling a form and i have to fill in occupation i just quietly write "Telecomms" but really really that is not an occupation now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Abi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So you now what is your occupation???????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-1867896444789356884?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/1867896444789356884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=1867896444789356884' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1867896444789356884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1867896444789356884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-is-your-occupation.html' title='What is your occupation??????'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-2111463727248711615</id><published>2009-04-07T12:47:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T13:04:08.548+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Escalators and other matters!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday i was at MM2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is quite fine, quite a far far cry from the former local airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infact see the name sef "local airport"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this MM2 is really really cool not totally like Heathrow or JFK but well on the way to being there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the toilets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i hopped on the escalator in my heels and immediately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembered ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time after a long time i hopped on an esclalator!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this Lagos for that matter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have vague memories of getting on them at the kingsway or Bhojsons stores downtown Lagos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But those stores had long closed down so of course no escalator rides for me until this particular day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see some toaster of mine, in fact in my mind we were dating but apparently he defined the association as something else(story for another day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i wore my bestest suit and bestest heels to go and see this fellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis not easy to be seeing a banker now. Abi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sha reached the office some place in VI and he came out to meet me... we chat small and he says "ok come on in "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hops on the escalator and for the life of me i'm clueless as to whether i'm supposed to get on immediately or wait for the "thing" to drop him and come back and pick me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is chatting on assuming i'm behind him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as i see him trying to turn and ask me a question(i think) i quickly hop on ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course in my haste to avoid being "disgraced" yours truly drops her ID card and almost sliced my fingers in the process...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i'm holding the railings till the bugger says " Fluffy can you see that driver holding the railings??????? Bush woman"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i let go and i'm praying in my heart that this 2 minute ride will soon come to an end.... at the top of the thing, i hop off and miss my step etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God sha saved me, i no break teeth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talk for a bit and i need to take my leave (he's at work after all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride downstairs was excrutiating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours trulyt missed my step while getting on and was balancing precariously at the edge of the thing for most of the "journey"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know at some point i felt something hook my shoe but fear no even gree me look down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we "disembarked" i thanked God for seeing me through and as i took a step forward i realised i had a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIMP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chai the heel of my shoe na im break that time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the ground could have opened i for happily dive enter am.... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time i don dey sweat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Darling" was still talking ,of course i heard nothing he said... I promptly limped to a wall (made sure he didn't notice) and stood like an idiot with my shoe(the broken one) touching the wall and kept making small talk and hoping darling would go away oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling no gree comot oh LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then some chick i knew strolled by. ordinarily I would've walked to her to say hello, people i pammed against the wall till SHE came from her somewhat far distance to greet me oh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually sha, darling said he had to go and went away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched him disappear on the evil esca.... wetin call before i turned and left ohh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai the walk down the street was long, with those stupid okada laughing at me and saying all sorts of nonsense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse still of course i had no money for cab and still had to take bus home with my LIMP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-2111463727248711615?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/2111463727248711615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=2111463727248711615' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2111463727248711615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2111463727248711615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/04/escalators-and-other-matters.html' title='Escalators and other matters!!!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-5423542788670504209</id><published>2009-03-25T14:35:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:40:33.077+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody was faffing around!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/ScozjJ_p3mI/AAAAAAAAALY/uNYgbycU3uY/s1600-h/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317118989135634018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/ScozjJ_p3mI/AAAAAAAAALY/uNYgbycU3uY/s400/Image073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Scozi1nLHvI/AAAAAAAAALQ/u-JGlpa16tE/s1600-h/Image072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317118983664246514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Scozi1nLHvI/AAAAAAAAALQ/u-JGlpa16tE/s400/Image072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Scozi15oz5I/AAAAAAAAALI/KSMRbOj6f6M/s1600-h/Image071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317118983741689746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Scozi15oz5I/AAAAAAAAALI/KSMRbOj6f6M/s400/Image071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317118970624261170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/ScoziFCMvDI/AAAAAAAAALA/qKGYimZ3Y1o/s400/Image070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/ScozhhDH3hI/AAAAAAAAAK4/VO7TEMIgpmw/s1600-h/Image069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317118960964460050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/ScozhhDH3hI/AAAAAAAAAK4/VO7TEMIgpmw/s400/Image069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-5423542788670504209?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/5423542788670504209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=5423542788670504209' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5423542788670504209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5423542788670504209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-words-just-pictures.html' title='Somebody was faffing around!!!!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/ScozjJ_p3mI/AAAAAAAAALY/uNYgbycU3uY/s72-c/Image073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-1975395305706813328</id><published>2009-03-16T10:17:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:57:57.244+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kidnap attempt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What a weekend i had!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Planned to exercise on Saturday morning but that was saboteured sorry sabotaged by an emergency i had!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My dog was kidnapped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I kid you not, he actually went missing for days and had apparently been nabbbed by some fellow for the purpose of crossing his female doggie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyway, we- my friend, brother and I went to see the guy to collect our dog back. He gave us some cock and bull story and sha refused to give us back our thing. we sha spoke plenty Turanci and he clearly saw how the dog was hovering around us and licking us etc before he says ok, he'll take us to where he got the dog from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;meanwhile my brother marched the traitor of a dog to his real home!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The bugger like a typical guy was drooling after pussy LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;We arrived at the supposed owner of dog's shack and he takes us to another fellow called Murphy who we met jogging!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Summary of the talk with Murphy is below...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Murphy says he's been taking care of the dog for the past three months and that in fact the dog doesnt eat "anyhow" foods i.e he has invested in the dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm like story the dog has only been missing for a few days but we thank you for caring for him anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mceeeheeeewwwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So he says to tell the 1st supposed owner what we wanna do that he is busy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oniranu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Of course i told the guy i'll send him a recharge card at my convenience and give him my no. He said he had no phone (or something of the sort) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Big mistake.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;he calls me later in the day to say Murphy's threatening him etc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So i say no shakes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ask Murphy to meet me in front of "Area F" police station &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Of course the bugger hasn't called me since then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Believe it or not ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The bugger of a dog has managed to find his way back to where the female dog lives!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The joys of owning a MALE DOG!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bloody prick LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-1975395305706813328?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/1975395305706813328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=1975395305706813328' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1975395305706813328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1975395305706813328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/03/kidnap-attempt.html' title='Kidnap attempt'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-1025516163828720986</id><published>2009-03-13T15:26:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:36:16.790+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Impressive huh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Well i must say i did miss you :* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;My blog that is ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;My enemies were at it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Internet access was taken off at work , luckily some oga "intervened" and here we are again today!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Nevertheless my weight loss battle  has continued &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Not as rigid as it shoulda been but i tried sha and i squeezed into my old size 12 trouser and top yesterday and today....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I'm still nervous about stepping onto a scale, i  cannot bear the discouragement that comes with not having lost 5 kg over the past 2 weeks!!! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I've been quite good though, haven't even had a soft drink for 2 weeks or more and late night eating is ALMOST eradicated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;This weekend i'm going to really really try to break my addiction to &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;rice&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I "behaved" quite well during that party weekend oh. Didn't eat so much even though there was lots to eat!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Been drinking more fluids though and haven't eaten sausage rolls for some time (i'm not saying more than that please) LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Squeezed my smallie into buba and sokoto this morning, he looked quite a sight, unfortunately he didn't stay still for a picture... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;we'll try another photo session when we wear buba and sokoto next Friday ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Poor boy he'll be wondering why his mum is wearing him all these big big clothes LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;what a week, spent most of it just sleeping and sleeping i tell you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Need to go and see what's been happening  be back soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-1025516163828720986?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/1025516163828720986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=1025516163828720986' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1025516163828720986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1025516163828720986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/03/impressive-huh.html' title='Impressive huh?'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-3328590393529192887</id><published>2009-03-06T11:40:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T11:57:45.307+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't say i wasn't warned actually!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I remember when i first had my baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;One of my well wishers who called had said i was "welcome' into the world of trying to bring out offering from your bag and instead pulling out a rattle or bib and i had quite a good laugh thinking "such errant nonsense" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;arrived work today and opened my bag only to find a BIB staring at me!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Thank God i didn't even pull out the thing sef....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;God knows how the thing even waka reach there sef LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ah the "travails" of motherhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Diet is going on rather SLOWLY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yesterday i had&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2 cups of tea and salad for breakfast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2 pepper soup bowls(qty wise) of vegetables and rice for lunch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and 2 small slices of yam and eggs for dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So far so good... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm always hungry now though!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This morning i've had&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;one cup of milo for breakfast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and now i'm having&lt;/span&gt; bread and butter for lunch!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It's a party weekend this weekend and i'm really hopeful that i'll be strong enough to WATCH and even AVOID eating unhealthy grubs etc. And stick to my smaller portions etc etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-3328590393529192887?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/3328590393529192887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=3328590393529192887' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/3328590393529192887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/3328590393529192887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/03/cant-say-i-wasnt-warned-actually.html' title='Can&apos;t say i wasn&apos;t warned actually!!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-1557375271659609024</id><published>2009-03-04T10:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T10:38:10.558+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Day  3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It's the third day and i'm actually beginning to "enjoy" this whole weight loss meme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My lunch yesterday was Fruit n Fibre cereal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and dinner (though i still had to eat late due to the amount of chores i had to complete) was small rice( ok yes i broke my committment) and plenty vegetables +fish. Had one piece of meat too sha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I guess next time i'll have the starchy food for lunch ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today i have reduced the sausages from four to three :D  and i  had a scotch egg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;For lunch ( to make everyone happy) i am having beans and plantain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;For dinner i propose to have custard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But then man proposes and God disposes LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yesterday for exercise i walked uphill to my office car park which is like a few buildings away and ON TOP of a three/four storey building. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i was gasping by the time i reached my motor sef :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Today i hope to be home early so i can at least skip!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Keeping my fingers crossed sha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Did i mention that my start off weight is 84kg and i'm headed to 70kg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;which i suppose should give me an ideal BMI of below 25?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-1557375271659609024?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/1557375271659609024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=1557375271659609024' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1557375271659609024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1557375271659609024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-3.html' title='Day  3'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-2871996356600786759</id><published>2009-03-03T09:52:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T10:22:57.164+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosh!!! You are fat!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So so tired of hearing that i tell you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sincerely i have grown "bigger" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And so i'm dieting and infact i'm doing a 21 days challenge of "healthy" eating and "rigourous" exercise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i started on Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So far i have been most UNSUCCESSFUL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Yesterday my meals were as follows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Breafast : 5 Bread rolls + akara &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Lunch : Small rice + fish/ 2 puff puff(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dinner: Rice and beef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Today so far,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Breakfast : 4 sausage rolls and 2 doughnuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And i really wanna lose weight huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I have identified a major challenge to be my daily consumption of rice!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I eat it EVERYDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So i have decided that i will not eat rice for the next THREE (3) days and see if some fat will be burned off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Another saboteur of my weight matter is that i eat late at night... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So now i have to look for grubs that will be healthy and i can eat for dinner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;As for exercise ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIE ANOTHER DAY&lt;/strong&gt; LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-2871996356600786759?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/2871996356600786759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=2871996356600786759' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2871996356600786759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2871996356600786759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/03/gosh-you-are-fat.html' title='Gosh!!! You are fat!!!!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-5725254292860291891</id><published>2009-02-24T13:18:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T15:59:38.869+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Na wa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Been wondering how my smallie is supposed to add any weight at all considering that his mummy has drank/slurped/licked/eaten (Vera see what you've caused now) most of his Cerelac...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai the thing sweet oh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent most of today nursing a running stomach....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be my punishment for stealing out of my baby's grub LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me another scare over the weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw some blood like stains in his diaper....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed to doctor who calmly told me the boy just needs to drink more water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently his urine had become so concentrated it had crystalizz/ssed. Hence the stains in his "pampers" LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have bought ribena to help US BOTH on this "increase fluid intake" challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my weight seems to have come off a bit, i managed to squeeze into an old dress of mine for a wedding on Saturday. Fine my boobs were all still squeezed and all but alas, i was in the dress!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day, i look quite hawt in my new white skirt today ;0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is plus all the nodding off i've been doing on my desk all week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My smallie now has a new habit of not sleeping from about 3am till dawn. Last night he was actually kicking me so i couldn't even ignore the bugger LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm striving towards achieving a complete home/work balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got a maid at the moment so i'm juggling being a maid/driver for myself plus worker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also function as cook and wife plus mom too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ko easy rara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what i'm typing anymore my eyes have started to close again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye biko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-5725254292860291891?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/5725254292860291891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=5725254292860291891' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5725254292860291891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5725254292860291891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/02/na-wa.html' title='Na wa'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-4978677032851051402</id><published>2009-02-10T09:45:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T10:06:04.803+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Peek- a -boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SZE_dMH3-eI/AAAAAAAAAKY/X3paLjDnXg8/s1600-h/Image095.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Peek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301087993620908658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SZE_cZ7cynI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EVDWMkPRKE8/s400/Image044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301087998288893074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SZE_crUYlJI/AAAAAAAAAKA/luvLeZynsC4/s400/Image046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SZE_c_g8uEI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/cRBib6wLC2M/s1600-h/Baba+ati+omo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SZE_cvtF79I/AAAAAAAAAKI/zHabDOpvt04/s1600-h/Image045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301087999466270674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SZE_cvtF79I/AAAAAAAAAKI/zHabDOpvt04/s400/Image045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;That's Ayobami, playing peek- a boo- on his Daddy's back!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-4978677032851051402?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/4978677032851051402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=4978677032851051402' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4978677032851051402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4978677032851051402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/02/peek-boo.html' title='Peek- a -boo'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SZE_cZ7cynI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EVDWMkPRKE8/s72-c/Image044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-8217209620057244476</id><published>2009-02-06T12:52:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T13:16:48.840+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Do not plan bad bad things for your spouse!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;My hussie  upset me like 2 days back.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;He shouted at me. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Throughout yesterday i refused to speak to him even though he made a miniscule effort at apologising...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(Don't know why men can't just say they are sorry!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Anyway i thought of the perfect revenge and decided that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I will make yam pottage for dinner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Knowing fully well that he  DISLIKES yam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Especially when it is served for dinner(he believes it should only be eaten(worst case scenario) at/for  breakfast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I stopped off after work, to buy ugwu just for garnishing the pottage and to pretend i was making a special meal for him ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Came back downstairs and searched the car frantically for another like half hour, still no key. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;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 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Meanwhile i sat in the car,praying mosquitoes wouldn't destroy my poor son's American skin ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;He had been stuck in traffic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;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 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I made him eba and he cleaned his plate"happily"!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;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!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;URRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-8217209620057244476?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/8217209620057244476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=8217209620057244476' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8217209620057244476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8217209620057244476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/02/do-not-plan-bad-bad-things-for-your.html' title='Do not plan bad bad things for your spouse!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-5717704589585521643</id><published>2009-02-03T09:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T09:33:46.187+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in  a real dilema!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Saw my vet, sorry my dog's vet :D  the other day, and he told me my doggie looks bereaved...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I mean of all the words in the dictionary "bereaved" loun loun LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Anyway it then dawned on me that perhaps i really cannot keep the doggie anymore!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Story is that the doggie was given to me by my ex for christmas a few years  back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Alas i did not marry that ex(story of my life abi? ;) and the dilema is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;1. My hussie does not really really like pets i.e dogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;2. We live in a house with other tenants who may or may not appreciate living with an animal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;3. Were i to even insist on moving the doggie in, i would have to accomodate him on the balcony which just won't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;4. Our landlord has stated expressly and categorically that he does not like pets!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;5. My mum and other occupants of her house are not really really able to show the dog as much affection as i showed it, thus he is being neglected :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;6. I have a baby now and thus less free time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Not like i don't like sorry love the  doggie anymore but there's just so little time to partake in "extra curricular activities" ;) these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So now i am thinking of SELLING the dog, i should make about 20-25000 bucks if i do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;That's quite some money if you ask me sha LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;But i feel so wracked with guilt i just don't know what to do!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-5717704589585521643?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/5717704589585521643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=5717704589585521643' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5717704589585521643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5717704589585521643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-in-real-dilema.html' title='I&apos;m in  a real dilema!!!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-6449308527840882683</id><published>2009-02-02T10:35:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T11:47:25.053+01:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;&gt;&gt;.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;... wanting to blog about so MANY things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But i just can't seem to find the words right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;For a start i've resumed work and right now i'm really wishing i could resign and be a housewife!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mehn i'm sleepy, and missing my long long hours in bed with my smallie so much!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Everyone's commnenting on my weight!! Trust people to rub in your sore points!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Na dem know jare :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lemme try and settle in be back soon :-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-6449308527840882683?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/6449308527840882683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=6449308527840882683' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/6449308527840882683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/6449308527840882683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='&gt;&gt;&gt;.....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-6559189029031440824</id><published>2009-01-13T15:22:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T16:04:12.576+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This new year....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Help me oh!!!&lt;br /&gt;I’m back to my pregnancy weight!!!&lt;br /&gt;Caught a glimpse of myself naked in the mirror and thought “ chei wetin be this”&lt;br /&gt;My hips are A-line like all those market women and I have arms that actually vibrate when I stretch them out, Christian mother arms I think that’s what they’re called lol&lt;br /&gt;My tummy at nine months didn’t even jut out like it’s looking now L&lt;br /&gt;Got on the scale  a few days later and alas I’m back to my weight as at the day I had my baby!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I really need help, I don’t even know where to start from to shed all this weight.&lt;br /&gt;I have resumed aerobics class but that’s only on Saturday mornings, then I’ve kinda  stopped having proper dinner I just try to stick with custard or pap.&lt;br /&gt;The only exercise I get to do around the house is cleaning, cleaning, washing clothes, plates, scraping shaki, waiting on baby, serving daddy in the kitchen and the room ;) etc etc&lt;br /&gt;I resume work in  like  2 weeks and I need to resume looking like a chica ;)&lt;br /&gt;God help me oh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-6559189029031440824?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/6559189029031440824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=6559189029031440824' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/6559189029031440824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/6559189029031440824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-new-year_13.html' title='This new year....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-2761415891457541754</id><published>2008-12-29T13:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T14:05:47.783+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CRISIS (PRONOUNCED CREASES) HOLIDAY</title><content type='html'>What a very unmerry Christmas I had&lt;br /&gt;My smallie was ill, he cried the whole night before Christmas day and the whole day too. I dismissed it as colic which they say has no “cure”. Till a friend insisted I take him to hospital. Apparently it was malaria!!! And a high percentage too. Thank God I took him oh, woulda killed myself if anything had happened to him due to my negligence. I had allowed my decisions be influenced by everyone including myself that gripe water plus hot massage of his tummy would heal the colic.&lt;br /&gt;He’s much better now at least not crying uncontrollably anymore.&lt;br /&gt;He also drank his medicine like a good boy this morning. At first he threw it up, then I told him to keep that up and I will be forced to keep giving him over and over till he co-operates lol he gulped it like it was yoghurt.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile the Crisis(creases) has forced us to return to exclusive breast feeding. He just refused to have any SMA gold in his mouth lol silly boy doesn’t know I resume work in another month and that SMA will so be guzzled down by him :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I’ll see  about resuming the formula by tomorrow. I’m trying to be a loving mum and indulging his “excesses” LOL&lt;br /&gt;I was forced to bring out my boobies in public by the way… &lt;br /&gt;At a party for that matter but we covered it with some flannel…&lt;br /&gt;Never say never people&lt;br /&gt;Abi?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-2761415891457541754?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/2761415891457541754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=2761415891457541754' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2761415891457541754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2761415891457541754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/12/crisis-pronounced-creases-holiday.html' title='CRISIS (PRONOUNCED CREASES) HOLIDAY'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-6758832043436531522</id><published>2008-11-27T16:50:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T17:08:54.256+01:00</updated><title type='text'>These parenting matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Things have definetely taken a different shape from when our parents were nursing you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other day my friend and I were wondering who will bathe our grandchildren considering that we barely know how to bathe our own infants right now LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was forced to start bathing Ayobami when he was like 2 weeks old and i'm sure he was unclean for like 2 days till i got the hang of it and even remembered i had one oyinbo contraption called a baby bather to make things easier!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The advent of baby bathers has just made it worse... i imagine myself telling my daughter in law where to buy the things and reading the manuals to them LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As against my dear mum and mum-in-law who are around to religously wash their grandchildren and do it with such skill, plus massage and all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this singing to babies meme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't see myself getting the hang of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum has formed all sorts of songs in the past month but my head just goes blank when i try it and instead i blow fone to my son and tell him "Mummy's here" when he's crying.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even his father has some village songs to sing to him when he's yelling LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for public breast feeding that's such a huge no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though a number of my hussie's friends have "caught" me bra down, feeding and i just thought scuttling off with boobs hanging out would make the situation more dastardly so i sat my butt there quietly LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course those are the times Ayobami would clutch to me like he hasn't eaten for 2 days and refuse to end his meal :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai thank God for breast pump oh because i just no fit comot that thing for church or party biko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na wa, God help me be a good mama sha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-6758832043436531522?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/6758832043436531522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=6758832043436531522' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/6758832043436531522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/6758832043436531522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/11/these-parenting-matters.html' title='These parenting matters'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-7486038896918073185</id><published>2008-11-27T14:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T14:44:25.375+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I cannot understand...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;... Naija TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Seeing as i have been confined to my residence following the birth of  my young Mr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I must say i have been immensely tortured by TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I mean i cannot understand how people who don't have DSTV cope!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Even the DSTV has become so so freaking boring but that is story for another day and when you call their call centre they have the impudence to tell you " Thank you for choosing Multi Choice" like you actually have a "choice" around here.MSCHEWWWW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The DSTV is connected to just the living room and for some reason which even i cannot yet fathom  I prefer to sit in my room all day long so i am stuck with watching Naija TV if i must watch any tv!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ok maybe because there's a bed i can lie on there that's why i'm always in my room :D...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I flip through all the channels and believe me ALL OF THEM show nothing but repeat broadcasts of musical shows especially Naija music videos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Day in Day out oh!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Morning, noon and night sef ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;MITV occasionally punctuates with Project fame and silverbird the occasional OLD series which provides a welcome relief &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can't understand it i tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The videos themselves are tortoreous(hope that spelling's correct :D). all sorts of rubbish. One of the nonsense that totally drives me mad is "fire by skuki" those punks should be arrested biko!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I even resorted to my usually "amusing" Nollywood films but believe me they've gone from bad to worse. They're totally unbearable now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Please how do housewives around here entertain themselves??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Just needed to rant biko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-7486038896918073185?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/7486038896918073185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=7486038896918073185' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/7486038896918073185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/7486038896918073185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-cannot-understand.html' title='I cannot understand...'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-4085222353254598242</id><published>2008-11-17T12:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T17:13:40.927+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Inlaw matters :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I've had my hands quite full with adjusting to caring for the baby all day and night plus lack of sleep, only 2 days back i decided to follow advise as seen on the internet and sleep when the individual is asleep. It's the best decision i coulda made for myself i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first few days were quite ok, i had loads of people around and it was really exciting and all. unfortunately we had to return to the hospital because he had some jaundice, it was a scary period i tell you. The hospital didn't let me stay and at night i'd lie awake and be near tears wondering how he's faring and so on.it all ended well thankfully we were discharged on the day of his naming ceremony. we had a small reception at home which was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i ended up in trouble with my mum and her friends because i refused to wear iro and buba LMAO. I couldn't be bothered jare, not like i was sitting amongst guests or anything I was in my room with my crew so hey ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum in-law was around for a few days and boy did i receive a few amusing shocks ;0&lt;br /&gt;First there was the issue of massage your tummy with hot water and stuff. i didn't mind it really though i couldn't understand what the fuss was the she said to also massage my "you know what" i thought she meant was a sith bath and i explained that i had no tears etc and didn't need one. But she said i'd be farting from my vajayjay so i obliged her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said to put a hot towel between my legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i did so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Next thing she grabbed the towel and started to massage my vajayjay by herself.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shoulda seen the shock on my face!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my mama no fit put hand for my kini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;it wasn't funny at all i tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The pain/discomfort was one thing but the embarassment no in fact mortification was another!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I couldn't just believe my eyes honestly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The next day i was ready for her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;After she bathed the baby, she faced me and went on about the "benefits" of this massage (as usual). i got out of the bath and sat for the massage, she finished that and said "oya" of course i held on tight to the towel and refused to let go LOL i wasn't going to have her stick her fingers in my vajayjay ever again biko LMAO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;She said "oh let me help you do it" of course i nicely told her i'll do it myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Loud hiss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;How can she be wanting to stick her hand in my kini &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;what errant nonsense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Thankfully there were no other MAJOR dramas before she left, asides stuff like put thread on the baby's head when he hiccups, like that can actually stop the hiccups LOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-4085222353254598242?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/4085222353254598242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=4085222353254598242' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4085222353254598242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4085222353254598242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='Inlaw matters :D'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-8558585780848431118</id><published>2008-11-09T19:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T22:48:41.688+01:00</updated><title type='text'>His arrival...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;That morning i was dressed early for my ante natal appointment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Mr gave me a ride, we hung out for a bit in his office and he dropped me off at the hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;it was a normal ante natal day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A friend of mine was also at the hospital that day and we kept each other company till the doctors arrived. She was there to have her baby that day and i wished her the best and went in to see the doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;He said he wanted to examine my pelvis, most disconcerting process i tell you LOL he actually stuck his fingers INSIDE me!!!!!!!!!!! Anyway in between my yells i heard him say " madam you're in labour, you're already 3cm dilated"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So i'm like what next!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;My hospital bag is barely packed, baby's room n clothes etc ain't fully ready. i'm barely ready as it is!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Neeways i sat the whole day in the hospital reading a novel and pitying the lady next to me who was in labour. she was groaning and i really felt strong to myself considering i was making no noise at all!!!!!!! had i known what awaited me...hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;By the time the doctor broke my water kai the pain had started, it's a combination of menstrual cramps and back ache... Indescribable actually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;After what seemed like hours to me, (but husband said it was just minutes), we were in the labour room and men that stuff is real hard labour!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;my back wanted to break and i felt like having a real hot shit.... i just kept screaming "i wanna pupu oh" LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Finally we did all the "push push" and baby slipped out. i was really fortunate no tears n stuff n from what my hussie said labour was only 15mins.it felt like hours to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And alas we had a beautiful baby boy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I got a few hours sleep this afternoon hence my ability to sit on the internet, and then  I had so much to blog about but it's all flown outta my head!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Nepa has now struck, i better get into bed and start fanning this gentleman :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-8558585780848431118?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/8558585780848431118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=8558585780848431118' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8558585780848431118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8558585780848431118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/11/his-arrival.html' title='His arrival...'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-6131866812866371074</id><published>2008-10-29T07:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T07:20:52.748+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Genesis is here!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So my "package" arrived three weeks early!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Still quite exhausted and trying to settle into the whole meme of being a "baby mama" and stuff ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I think he's cute;)... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;He eats ALL the time!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Keeps me up for most of the night, i'm suffering sleep deprivation as i type:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Neeways i'm most grateful to God that he arrived in one piece!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-6131866812866371074?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/6131866812866371074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=6131866812866371074' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/6131866812866371074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/6131866812866371074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/10/genesis-is-here.html' title='Genesis is here!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-5135061005713223921</id><published>2008-10-16T12:23:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:58:05.644+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BRT and other matters!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;So baby didn't move the whole of Monday evening and the better part of Tuesday, in panic i rushed to the hospital...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived there and the "bugger" made a small move :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still decided to see doctor anyway and he ran some test where i was strapped with some bands and some machine was reading and printing the " ogbeni"(individual's) heart beat. I dozed off almost immediately i was "tied up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was when the nurse came at the end of the session that i woke up meanwhile i was supposed to have been pressing some .... thing whenever the baby moved oh. But alas yours truly was fast asleep!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway pikin is fine and happily(i hope) awaiting his eviction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even me sef don tire, i no see cloth wear again. i'm wearing such a large T-shirt today i feel like a sack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my first BRT ride that day as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat rice at Ghana high and instead of entering taxi to my house i decided to sample the famous BRT buses!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twasn't bad at all, i got the last window seat after queueing and queueing(they didn't even have the sense to do priority for me and my belle.... loud hiss)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby squirmed a bit during the ride, guess he prefers to be transported in a nice ACed motor, preferably with driver driving him and his mama LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus was rather clean and i was quite impressed at the fact that Lagosians were actually not littering. Infact the lady next to me was eating groundnuts and placing the shells in a bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i was some place else!!! i mean she wasn't tossing the shells on the floor!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She however decided to bring me back to reality just before i even finished thinking all this!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tossed the bag of empty shells right on the floor LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all it was a pleasure ride, i thought the driver drove a bit too fast though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in all i must commend the government of "His Excellency BRF" that just sounds so silly doesn't it!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;It's quite a job well done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Excellency....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-5135061005713223921?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/5135061005713223921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=5135061005713223921' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5135061005713223921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5135061005713223921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/10/brt-and-other-matters.html' title='BRT and other matters!!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-6657213867228911479</id><published>2008-10-07T15:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T15:40:32.915+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;It started off pretty normal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I woke up at 5am and was at my desk my  5.50am thereabouts. I dressed up at some point in between the times :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I listened to a message CD at my desk till i fell asleep on my chair and almost broke my neck. Woke up(again)  startled.... Thank God i wasn't drooling, only the cleaner was around ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The day was slow, it really really dragged.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Got some shocking news my oga patapata had resigned.... Rumors have it that he was actually forced to resign. No one's job is safe apparently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Like another 10 of my colleagues had resigned both within my unit and outside... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kai na wa oh and your truly is stuck here till after maternity leave!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;God will help me in this my search for job sha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Meanwhile i discovered yesterday that the handset i just bought from a colleague's husband is so so over priced . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;As in i bought at N34,000 and street value is N20,000!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kai i feel so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I called him and told him my husband has bought me one without realising i had got myself one oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Can i return etc!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;He's not forthcoming but i no wan quarrel because me and im wife are kinda friendly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Feel bad at being cheated by people i'm supposedly close to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I mean i dropped his wife and child at home(which was very out of my way oh) for almost a year when she didn't have a car or another means of getting home!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;People just have no conscience sha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;How can he be so mean to me??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Anyway make we dey look dey go!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-6657213867228911479?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/6657213867228911479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=6657213867228911479' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/6657213867228911479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/6657213867228911479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-day.html' title='What a day!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-517591104121717043</id><published>2008-09-22T15:50:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:27:50.222+01:00</updated><title type='text'>And so the third one finally happened oh!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sometime ago my dear friend afro made sorry propounded a philosopical theory that stated that disasters happen in threes.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You can catch up on that gist here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://afrolicious-babe.blogspot.com/search?q=they+come+in+threes"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They come in threes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Because I am her friend i also experienced some of this my friend's theory here ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/02/afro-says-they-come-in-threes.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Afro says...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;As at that time i prayed and like Solomonsydelle even advised i rebuked Afro three times LOL.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So this last weekend i finally managed to get Mr in the sack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mr has refused to do since he nacked me belle(that just sounds crass don't it he he he?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway it's been more or less a tug of war to get him to even sleep any where near my side of the bed :D talk less of to do!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So we had a small quarrel and "that" seemed to be the best way to make up!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Now, we had some family friend's kids spending the night at ours!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I had personally+ by myself seen to it that they were fast asleep before getting into bed etc etc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I was trying to make them more comfortable and thus i didn't lock the door to my room(the room no kuku get lock anyway) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And so.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There was Mr and I finally "about to" get our groove on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;When i heard/saw the door spring open and hear some mouse screeching "i cannot sleep or you said that you will sleep with me" or some crap that can only come out of the mouth of a five year old LMAO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I was dazed i couldn't believe it oh!!!! and kai that time it was not funny, i assure you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mr, of course jumped up, sprung some clothes on or more like tied the bed cloth on himself and escorted the monkey right back to bed.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;we had quite a laugh after but i tell you i was quite red from embarrassment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Thank God the lights were off!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-517591104121717043?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/517591104121717043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=517591104121717043' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/517591104121717043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/517591104121717043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-so-third-one-finally-happened-oh.html' title='And so the third one finally happened oh!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-4407450393944884506</id><published>2008-09-22T08:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T08:45:43.188+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I was just reminded...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;.....by &lt;a href="http://ladyguide.blogspot.com/2008/09/madnessi-reject-it.html"&gt;LG&lt;/a&gt;'s post on madness of some very amusing scene i witnessed a few years back :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So there i was a new corporate executive ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Standing on Karimu Kotun street, waiting to buy food from some woman who had nice, hot and cheap rice+meat, dodo, beans (the works;)... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;We were quite a mix- drivers, cleaners, office assistants and a few executives like myself (this was before we stepped up to munchies and the likes for breakfast oh LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;This guy is hovering around, and i just thought he wanted to buy his breakfast too and just carried on my banter with my colleague who was with me at the time!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The seller says to us all "oh please excuse me, let me sort this fellow out and get on with my business" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So she packs rice, fish, maybe plantain sef into a nylon bag and hands it to the fellow.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Apparently he's mad(i'm not sure what politically correct word to use biko). Must be some effect of hard drugs or something, because he's not as dirty looking as they usually are but you'll know he has a problem sha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Then he moves off and walks right back to her shoulder and says " Aunty what of pure water?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;She was so infuriated she grabbed a broom and flung at him raining abuses on him!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;At this point i start to laugh because if not that he's truly mad how will someone dash you free food and all you have to say is "Aunty what of pure water" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;No thank you, nothing, &lt;strong&gt;only aunty what of pure water???????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;LMAO!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-4407450393944884506?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/4407450393944884506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=4407450393944884506' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4407450393944884506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4407450393944884506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-was-just-reminded.html' title='I was just reminded...'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-436446208161117176</id><published>2008-08-29T11:08:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T11:46:00.480+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Genesis...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;... will be arriving in 10 weeks ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I'm so excited!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It feels so far and yet so near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not quite prepared or rather i keep feeling there's still loads to be put in place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hope this anxiety will not drive me nuts sha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Genesis... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;... is going to be my "new" beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My very own little me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Or should i say "our" very own little "us" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm curious as to the looks, hair, colour, size etc :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Gosh i just can't wait!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wish i could verbally express how i feel on my inside truly....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-436446208161117176?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/436446208161117176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=436446208161117176' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/436446208161117176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/436446208161117176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-genesis.html' title='My Genesis...'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-1953690148739164220</id><published>2008-08-19T08:16:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T10:11:05.320+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you clean???????</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How often do you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;take a shower -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;once a day, sometimes two!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;brush your teeth -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Once a day, except when my mouth feels stinky at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;floss -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wash your toilet -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Once a week&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wash your tub/shower -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;same as above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dust your furniture -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;when i pass by it and it looks dusty :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Windex the windows -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;let your dirty dishes sit in the sink/on the counter for more than 1 day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; - 36 hours is usually my limit LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Use a washer or hand wash your dishes?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;we don't have option of "washer" in Naija oh so it's always my hands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wear the same jeans over and over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; hmmmmm quite often, so that it doesn't fade from constant washing LMAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wear the same bra over and over?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i usually try to change them after two days!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wash your car?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;only when my pants start getting dirty from dragging dust on the floor of the motor and when i can't open the door because dust has caked on the handles and i can't bear to touch it i.e when even I cannot bear the filth anymore!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;clean the interior of the car?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;when i looks like a dustbin/garage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;cut your toenails?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;at my monthly pedicures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wash your bed linen?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;weekly or bi-weekly(depends on how lazy i am that period&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;use wet toilet paper (they make those now) instead of dry toilet paper?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i use baby wipes now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;vacuum?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;as often as necessary, this could be once weekly or once in two weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wash your fridge?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;It's still new so i haven't had to give it a wash per se, i only wipe spills and stains for now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;change sponges/dishrags?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;when they've chopped i change them!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;put your laundry away after washing them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; the laundry usually sits in the basket for a few days before i put them away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;take your garbage outdoors?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;daily or at most every two days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dump trash out your car? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;nope. I'm an advocate for "Let's do it right". I'd rather have the trash in my car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave leaves or seeds lying around on your coffee table? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i'm sorry i don't have a coffee table(thankfully LOL) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;collect junk mail unintentionally? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;well..... i am a pack rat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have bills everywhere but in one spot? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;uhun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have stains on your carpet? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;my carpets are new so thankfully no stains, but my former carpet.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have dirty handprint marks near your doorknobs or doorways? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toothpaste gels in your sink? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toothpaste/water splash marks on your mirror above your sink? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a mop? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2 sef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;How do you disinfect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lysol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dettol(for the Naija people LOL)-&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Plenty plenty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ammonia Bleach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i use hand sanitizer quite often does that count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of the above?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ok, Afro i tag you and the first person that comments on this post!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-1953690148739164220?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/1953690148739164220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=1953690148739164220' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1953690148739164220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1953690148739164220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/08/are-you-clean.html' title='Are you clean???????'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-8121053117534554687</id><published>2008-08-12T10:42:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T11:06:54.703+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the thing oh!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You remember that thing i said people now use to bath their pikins in the abroad????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This is it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233569276646705858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SKFfh0nsysI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Kj85pOpL_-g/s400/bather.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233569579761781538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SKFfzdz9yyI/AAAAAAAAAHE/7mbXPjysmg0/s400/Bather+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i never see this kain thing before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Still trying to imagine how my mother's face will become contorted (Afro that means squeezed or kinda like a frown LOL :D ) when i give her to bath her grandchild LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;As for my mum-in-law and the granny-in-law who will be coming to visit the baby and probably bathe him/her as well, that will be a good story to tell (i pray) LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Even my poor husband is being quite macho about it and pretending it's not a "big deal" so i don't call him a bush man from village LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;However i still intend to buy those local bath sets, you know those green and blue ones sold all over Lagos that have bucket, soap case, potty and bath. i think some even have foam to wash the child? abi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Just in case.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And to save even myself from disgrace of not knowing how to use "BABY BATHER" ROFL LMAO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-8121053117534554687?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/8121053117534554687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=8121053117534554687' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8121053117534554687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8121053117534554687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-thing-oh.html' title='This is the thing oh!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SKFfh0nsysI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Kj85pOpL_-g/s72-c/bather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-2669503344214671056</id><published>2008-08-11T11:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:13:12.845+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Really running out of titles for this thing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So i arrived work bright and early today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Well not actually early, but early considering that i was first to arrive on my floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;...... note that this was at about 8am and we resume work at 8.30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;But then can i blame them, half if not all of my colleagues were stuck in traffic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I left home with my coat wearing driver at 6am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The bugger came later than i told him too with his silly pair of glasses that he has taken to wearing these days- morning, afternoon and night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;At least he spared me the trauma of seeing that coat again today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Two Danfo drivers helped me abuse him and the glasses  this morning... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I was very happy!!!! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've been very energetic today... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So much hyperness in me today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Guess i'm just thankful not to be chained to a bed like i was last week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Drugs and jabs just ain't my thing. I was popping like 10 tabs or more daily. Maybe it was better than having my poor wrists mutilated by those drips they give people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A friend of mine wonders why the liquid can't be poured into a cup and served to patients at intervals. Abi???????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Some individual made the headline over the weekend and this morning sef. He actually dashed a "Sorcerer"  N510million to do some juju for him. what an absolutely stupid thing to do..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I didn't even realise juju business was so lucrative around here!!!! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Got some baby stuff yesterday.... I was quite excited and barely slept all night dreaming about them, infact i also made a startling discovery about how people bath their children these days....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I will unfold this new wonder in the land of oyinbo people tomorrow(i pray) LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Be back soon i've gabbed enough for one morning!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-2669503344214671056?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/2669503344214671056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=2669503344214671056' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2669503344214671056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2669503344214671056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/08/really-running-out-of-titles-for-this.html' title='Really running out of titles for this thing....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-2622720412564825434</id><published>2008-08-04T10:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T10:39:49.979+01:00</updated><title type='text'>...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;No title for this post jare... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I'm still quite traumatised from sitting in traffic since 10minutes past six am that i left my house!!! Thankfully i wasn't driving but meeehhn even the sitting wasn't fun.  I mean not even my driver's "coat" amused me like it did last week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Don't know why the bugger wears a coat(actually it's a jacket as in suit jacket :D ) anyway, then he wears some silly body/muscle top and layers it with a chain. Does he think he's LL cool J or what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Forgot to add that he wears white shoes as well LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;This weekend was quite good. Managed to have my hubby indoors for most of it, save a brief trip to Ibadan so i had to sleep at my mum's. Which was ok, except that i had to watch my dog( yeah i left him at hers) eat paper!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I gave him suya and rice which he gulped up and next thing i saw he was chewing all the newspapers... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Still quite traumatised by that i tell you LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Hoping this week would be interesting and stress free. No health issues and stuff. Still recovering from the SEVEN drips i had two weeks back, my arm still hurts from the  jab   i took  last week too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I dreamt that i had a baby girl and my husband took her to work!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Hmmm, one just keeps having weird dreams plus itchy boobs plus bump in the front  all to have this pikin(s) sha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Make i go drink Milo..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I'm having such a slow morning though the clock seems to be moving fast sha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-2622720412564825434?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/2622720412564825434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=2622720412564825434' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2622720412564825434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2622720412564825434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='...............'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-9005918932419814320</id><published>2008-07-14T11:07:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T10:08:12.039+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Random ish....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i resumed back at work today... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I'm so NOT excited to be here!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Wish i could go back to my lazing around all day and then running helter skelter at 6pm to make dinner for "you know who" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Gosh, I am so NOT an organised woman LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;It was 20 days of bliss, just living the life doing absolutely NOTHING ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So ..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I went off and got married!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Still quite excited about the whole deal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;It's not quite the bed of roses we all dream up in our heads, but not that bad either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I live just a stone's throw from my home... ooops sorry former home so i don't feel totally yanked off my "regular" life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I miss my doggie to pieces though :( I couldn't take him along, Mr. isn't a big fan of dogs, besides our landlord says NO PETS- chickens, goats, dogs etc, but he can have political meetings in the compound like 5 times in one week, including Sunday mornings!!!! Loud hiss. (Ask me if na me get the house oh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;My room's still the usual mess and husband is threatening to pack out to another room LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;My mum still does all the food shopping- meat, pepper, fish etc so i don't have to really do market runs. I find markets in Lagos so traumatising. All that pricing and haggling for deals just drives me mad. And you can't just pay whatever price they say, because according to Yoruba people "it is not kingsway market" LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So far so good sha, i'm still on a "high" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The cooking every five hours is quite tasking though!!! I mean i was used to being served, now i have to do the serving plus put the food on tray sef. Thankfully he carries his plate to the kitchen sha (trust me that's a big job for many men to do) ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;This week i successfully cooked ogbono soup and hussie said it was fantastic(common Afro wipe that silly grin off your face). The soup started out a disaster i must admit, it looked like banga soup at first and i had to toss out the whole pot and start afresh :D Next i'm gonna try WHITE SOUP!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Quite thankful to God for bringing me this far. I believe and hope in Him to see me through it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;My back really hurts gotta go now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Apparently this is my 100th post!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Cheers to me, myself and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-9005918932419814320?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/9005918932419814320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=9005918932419814320' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/9005918932419814320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/9005918932419814320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/07/random-ish.html' title='Random ish....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-7845229158994092507</id><published>2008-07-09T22:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T22:24:55.669+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.....missed you plenty plenty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So much to tell you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'll tell you as much as i can tonight before i return computer(na borrow i borrow am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;No worry before 2008 me sef go buy laptop and internet keep for house ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;If you see as i position myself,just so oga will not wakeup and ask me what i am doing LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway i really missed you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;lemme go and sniff what i've missed since all these days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-7845229158994092507?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/7845229158994092507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=7845229158994092507' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/7845229158994092507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/7845229158994092507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey.html' title='Hey.....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-5030052604515655166</id><published>2008-06-06T15:56:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T16:31:41.358+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmmm.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I'm gonna be somebody's mama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Reality is actually setting in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Got some little bulge now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Everyone's asking questions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I'm sleepy most afternoons and i pee every five minutes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Got a dark line across my tummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My colleague asked me to give her water today, no problem in that yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Just that she wanted it in an empty skittles container! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;She's +++++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Is that gonna happen to me too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Am i gonna want to keep my feet in a dustbin all day long?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The smell of food is mostly unappealing to me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sometimes i feel so much is expected of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Like i'm supposed to be different &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I still feel the same, though my tops don't quite fit anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Change.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Change... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;N.B- That was supposed to be some poetic/philosophical ending by the way!!!!!!! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-5030052604515655166?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/5030052604515655166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=5030052604515655166' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5030052604515655166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5030052604515655166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/06/hmmmmm.html' title='Hmmmmm.....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-4666702059220056711</id><published>2008-06-06T13:29:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T15:49:49.141+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Na Nikky tag me oh!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Ok so in a bit to calm down from my very "traumatic" ;) week, i'm doing this tag thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Better late than never eh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought up my six quirks like two nights back but right now i can only think up like two, anyway we'll see how this goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all know the rules or rather how the game goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I've never cried because someone died before. I'll be sad and all oh but the tears just don't come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I can eat rice, morning, afternoon and night.... White rice and stew sha oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm a germaphobe. I will wash my hands over and over again. I don't like guys shaking my hands because i feel they never wash hands after peeing and grappling their "you know whats"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I cannot iron to save my own life sef. I just cannot get it right. Even if i spend an hour on one item i can assure you it will still come out rumpled LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Brain has now frozen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been trying to put this up for over a month, i better just quietly post it today, before i find myself completing the tag in December 2009 LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-4666702059220056711?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/4666702059220056711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=4666702059220056711' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4666702059220056711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4666702059220056711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/05/na-nikky-tag-me-oh.html' title='Na Nikky tag me oh!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-7916047106143537686</id><published>2008-06-06T13:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:39:39.657+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Awwwwww</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My friend just wrote a poem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It reminded me of the only poem i've ever received in my entire life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Kept the yellow paper for ages after... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It touched me each time i read it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Looking back now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Puppy love is absolutely idiotic LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Heck i even still know the wordings even after 12 years!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Every day of the week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;  Your face i persistently seek &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;   Throughout the night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;   Nothing goes through my mind but your sight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;   These few words i find hard to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;   But i thought to let you know today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;   That i think of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;   Much more than you can imagine is true"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Wonder where the big head is sef... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Probably using the same lyrics on some.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Loud hiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-7916047106143537686?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/7916047106143537686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=7916047106143537686' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/7916047106143537686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/7916047106143537686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/06/awwwwww.html' title='Awwwwww'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-4393388230980830781</id><published>2008-06-02T15:25:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T16:38:35.534+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Got robbed.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;..... by my "washerman" LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So i got a new wash boy after my original washman threatened to quit on me. Refer to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/My%20washman"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My washman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Anyway, this new wash boy doubles as a "Man Friday" for the whole house and does loads of odd jobs and stuffs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And he has washed my clothes steadily for like 3 months now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Next thing i notice my TM is missing and i just assume my sister has "stolen" it or something. My two favourite pairs of jeans also get missing!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I harass the whole house all to no avail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Only for me to call this my man friday to do some odd job for me and there are my jeans hanging on his butt!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I pretended they weren't mine but noticed he was fidgeting when i said "oh by the way i can't find my jeans.have you seen them?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Anyway the bugger walked right into my hands yesterday wearing the shirt!!! I almost slapped him, you shoulda seen what my poor shirt had become....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Loud hiss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gave him a long lecture and told him to go and bring the shirtl. I will rather give my dog to play with than have him ever wear it again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Thief thief boy... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Imagine you can't even trust your own "staff" again &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-4393388230980830781?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/4393388230980830781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=4393388230980830781' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4393388230980830781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4393388230980830781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/06/got-robbed.html' title='Got robbed.....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-4375978247988151898</id><published>2008-05-15T12:57:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T13:17:26.532+01:00</updated><title type='text'>See me see trouble in this abuja oh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;That's how i sat quietly in my hotel room today, sober and thinking of where and how to find money oh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;when hunger started to wire me, so i call room service and ask what's available for lunch... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;She reels off all sorts and i just simply say please can i have white rice and egusi with goat meat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Then she says "ah that would be vegetable rice and egusi" i say nope just &lt;strong&gt;"white rice and egusi". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;she insists that the white rice would just be garnished with a few vegetables and i'd like it so i say ok then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;next she says how about the starter? we have goat pepper soup and cream of mushroom or onion(can't remember right now) soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;At this juncture me i ask how much is lunch? and she says &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;N1800 one thousand eight hundred naira only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;so i say ok bring the pepper soup then, i can afford N1800 abi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Then the lady again says i will GIVE you a small bottle of water, and fruit slices as well as ice cream, which flavour do you want? as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yours truly now.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Says ah no problem. i'll be waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;only for food to arrive half an hour later and i see bill of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N3850 Three thousand eight hundred and fifty naira tori Olorun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;My eyes nearly popped out. Apparently plus pepper soup, plus ice cream plus fruit slices everything na extra money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Promptly told the waiter to take it back oh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And he tells me oh it's not possible etc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i sha sign the bill and sit down to think of the next thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;In the interim i open the food and believe me na fried rice these people give me to chop egusi soup with bitter leaf!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You can just imagine the kind of lunch i am swallowing right now!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Bitter sweet i tell you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Last night too, i went to buy suya and i tell the guy "please put plenty onions" and the gentleman goes ahead to slice TWO bulbs of onions into my N500 suya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You can just imagine what i had for dinner, &lt;strong&gt;onions with a few pieces of meat...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I'm just about ready to head back to my country of Lagos biko!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-4375978247988151898?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/4375978247988151898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=4375978247988151898' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4375978247988151898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4375978247988151898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/05/see-me-see-trouble-in-this-abuja-oh.html' title='See me see trouble in this abuja oh'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-7902513460746233392</id><published>2008-05-09T16:28:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T18:30:17.087+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God the week's ended</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;It's been such a dreary week....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;..... never been so happy to see a Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So many issues since monday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;                 Car matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;                 Issues at work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;                 Sibling issues &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;                 Too many  bits and pieces hanging loose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Off to Abuja on Sunday for a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Work!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;But at least i'd not be in this stress hole for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Quite relieved i tell you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Have a sweet weekend **muah**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-7902513460746233392?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/7902513460746233392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=7902513460746233392' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/7902513460746233392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/7902513460746233392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/05/thank-god-weeks-ended.html' title='Thank God the week&apos;s ended'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-2606264410556760701</id><published>2008-04-25T09:03:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T09:27:26.119+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This post....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;..... is dedicated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;to my friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;who came all the way from "America (that's what she thinks Abuja/Benue state is actually;) " to my house in Lagos just to pound yam for my introduction(family meet and greet) which was last Saturday....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My American friend is so Amercianized she has been quite traumatised by all the traffic in Lagos, as well as dust and according to her "filth" on the streets of Lagos LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Anyway sweetie pie i love you so so much and you are my bestest friend in Africa;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This is what my Americana friend looks like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193092468569516706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="202" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SBGSFgLXqqI/AAAAAAAAAFw/qKzkWR4TR5A/s400/19042008001.jpg" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SBGSGALXqrI/AAAAAAAAAF4/NQ6aHPS1l5U/s1600-h/19042008002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193092477159451314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="246" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SBGSGALXqrI/AAAAAAAAAF4/NQ6aHPS1l5U/s400/19042008002.jpg" width="333" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SBGSGgLXqsI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YKD5QlA8qi4/s1600-h/19042008003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193092485749385922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="252" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SBGSGgLXqsI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YKD5QlA8qi4/s400/19042008003.jpg" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My friend is the girl in the picture ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-2606264410556760701?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/2606264410556760701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=2606264410556760701' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2606264410556760701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2606264410556760701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-post.html' title='This post....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/SBGSFgLXqqI/AAAAAAAAAFw/qKzkWR4TR5A/s72-c/19042008001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-5691032703726909063</id><published>2008-04-14T07:49:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T08:56:01.177+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday again....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;.... i ran into him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It had been so so long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Almost didn't recognise him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He looked well, added some flesh to his skinny ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I met him at some wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;he was the best man and i fell in "love" almost immediately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Slept in his arms that night , we didn't get down or anything we just gisted till we fell asleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The friendship continued &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I went to see him in abuja, it was a fun week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Almost got ruined though &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He discovered i had a boyfriend....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My plan was to leave said boyfriend for him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Some chick came to see him when i to spend the night with friends and left her skirt so i'd know she'd been there ;) LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Got back and he tells me about said chick but says they ain't dating because she's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;..... too perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Anyway he moves back to Lagos and we continue seeing each other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;we gisted for hours on the phone, looking back now i did most of the calling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I didn't mind really, i had abundant airtime :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;we took weekend trips out of Lagos often &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Twas so much fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended his sister's wedding and someone asked if i was "the one" he quickly responds "Ah no ma, she's my aburo(little sister) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handwriting on the wall yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fluffy was too much in love to read meaning into all that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We came back from one of our fabulous outta town trips, he drops me off and heads off to his place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;.... he calls me to ask if i know Ada  who lives in London + a few other details &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; of course i know Ada she's my pal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It's her birthday today you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My gosh i had forgotten my pal's birthday cause i was busy following man... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wonder how he knows Ada but at that time i needed to call ada and wish her a happy birthday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ada arrives Naija a few days later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We're gisting and convo moves to her cousin Chinwe's boyfriend....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;He's so this, he's so that... he works here and drives this car and lives here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Come oh, he fits into description of my lover boy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Days later my pal deciphers that I and her cousin are shagging same boy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cousin i guess feels she's the real deal and keeps sending me messages like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"oh he says you're just his friends sister" "oh he says you guys ain't dating" "oh he says I'm going to be the mother of his child"  etc etc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i decide to take a step back and just observe .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Boy, of course is at this point out of reach....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;when i've had enough of all the crap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I pay boy a visit and he says to me(summary) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"well there was no definition to our thing and bla bla bla..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In shock i went back home and cried till i could cry no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;At some point in the midst of all this drama i discover some "i love you" type cards in his room and receive an ephiphany...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Alas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;There's some third chick in the picture  as well ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Anyway Didn't see or hear from him for aeons after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Many months later he called to offer me a puppy, i was going to accept it but the doggie fell sick &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;so end of discussion....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;He starts to call me and somehow we revisit the past, he's kinda sorry for what happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;didn't mean to hurt me but he found himself in the triangle and decided to cut us all off so we could sort ourselves out!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;This kain na we the three chicks cause all the triangular mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Hmmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You can now imagine my shock when yesterday after we exchange pleasantries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He says "oh come and say hello to my iyawo" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and we walk to car and see KESI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The third chick in the triangle.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Life and the shit it just dishes your way sometimes.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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again....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-1009424481055919634</id><published>2008-04-14T07:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T07:45:47.931+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;... i suffered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and i suffered some more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;we forgot to load our Prepaid card for Nepa and as such everyone else had light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;All day and all night for that matter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;while we sat in absolute darkness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Mum said  generator noise was too much for her so we sat in the gloom and envied all our neighbours watching Africa magic and the likes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;barely slept all night, twas so so hawt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I'm half asleep as it is!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm as nervous as hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wish me luck peeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-8723094229696469159?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/8723094229696469159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=8723094229696469159' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8723094229696469159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8723094229696469159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/03/randoms.html' title='Randoms'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-2858710054813303006</id><published>2008-03-17T10:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T10:47:36.509+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondays!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I "like" Mondays....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The minutes or rather the hours just always seem to fly past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;See now it's almost 11'0' clock and one meaningful work i have not done today :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Anyway my weekend was fun, spent most of it sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Which was great... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Didn't exercise though ;) woke up late LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The drama i encountered getting to work today wasn't funny at all, left home about 6.17am still didn't arrive at work until almost 8'0' clock. Thankfully my brother did most of the driving :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The horrors of Lagos roads!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;One woman at the bus stop when he got off asked for a lift, i "lied" that i wasn't going her way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Felt quite bad but you see, this Lagos is so unsafe, we can't just be carrying people we don't know abi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;She had a baby and like "3 loads" by her side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My car is a "darling get down let uncle enter" type of car(2 door hatchback ) so i couldn't imagine having to first packing all her load to the backseat then hopping in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;God have mercy on us all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The next sin i committed this morning was snooping through my ex's e-mail. why i did it i don't know. Just curious to find out what he was up to i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Is it bad to do that sef?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;anyway i repent from all my evil ways LOL :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My vaccum  cleaner has just been delivered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Nna bia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-2858710054813303006?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/2858710054813303006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=2858710054813303006' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2858710054813303006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/2858710054813303006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/03/mondays.html' title='Mondays!!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-8221081047973835390</id><published>2008-03-10T08:35:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T08:59:57.081+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Never buy cheap bags</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm seething with rage here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly got a good deal on some handbags last week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They looked quite nice and cost N3000 each. (What a deal LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly i jumped at two black ones!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carried one throughout last week, noticed that the zip wasn't closing too well after like two days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i figured i had too many stuff in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday when i had barely anything in it, the zip still gave way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to swap it, for the "other bigger" one this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While strolling into the office, in my new patent shoes, new black trousers and new black bag ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a tug and thought .... "hmmm what now?...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas the strap of the stupid N3000 bag don cut!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with cheap bags, don't know what i was thinking in the first place!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-8221081047973835390?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/8221081047973835390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=8221081047973835390' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8221081047973835390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/8221081047973835390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/03/never-buy-cheap-bags.html' title='Never buy cheap bags'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-4441173814637205377</id><published>2008-02-25T14:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T17:06:42.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Afro says they come in threes....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just sitting here musing over one of my most mortifying moments which occured two weeks ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I've got this small cousin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We're pretty "close" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;She looks up to me as her older sis(she hasn't got any biological ones you see)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;BACKGROUND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;My then boyfriend and i were just "rabbits" we would get at it any and every where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So for both our good(s) we decide to keep a pack of rubbers at my place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I hid it far far away, infact it was in the same envelope i kept my mints which were for spraying at every owambe i went that period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;THE 1st INCIDENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So my other cousin is getting married and i'm running late as usual. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So i grab the envelope, rubbers n all and rush off to the church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I think i manage to make the joining or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;At some point we need to drop money in the collection bowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so i turn to my small cousin and ask her to open my purse and get money from the envelope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;All this time i had totally forgotten the contraband in the envelope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You can just imagine my shock when she starts pulling them out different colours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;,yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;,blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;,i think there was red too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I went red, trust me my black skin went red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Heck my siblings were sharing the pew with me plus my friends were there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I just grabbed the envelope and ran out the church!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;INCIDENT 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;During my last holiday, my bestest friend (whose name i will spare you all) gave me KY jelly and some orgasm intensifying cream which i happily took back with me to Africa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;As  usual  I stashed it in some bag at the far corner of my closet, ok sorry ward robe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;On this fateful day, my long time "disease" of arranging clothes decided to rear it's head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So i emptied the ward robe even though it was well arranged anyway and started to arrange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The next day i was still arranging and this  my small cousin came to visit!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So she's sitting on my bed, just rifling through the clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When she grabs this bag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Now my back is turned and i didn't even remember i had such goods in my stuff!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sha, she pulls out the gel and cream and asks me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Sis, wetin be this?????????"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Chai i nearly died....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I quickly stuttered the most hopeless response ever " oh that, my friend gave me to try" I thought adding "when i marry would be absolutely pathetic ROFL&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Now since Afrobabe says these disasters happen in threes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I'm crossing my fingers on the third "disaster" to happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I hope she will not actually catch me in the sack sha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Because that one- my friend na die i go just die...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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threes....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-788888775467849554</id><published>2008-02-20T14:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T14:42:29.086+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoms</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Seems the last time i went to a wedding was aeons ago &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Can't remember anyone bringing me aso ebi in the past few months &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Could it be that all my friends are now ALL married?????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;This issue of giving children oyinbo names sha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Some relation of mine named her third son ROCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I've just heard and i still can't get over it i tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ROCK as how?????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Infact that was the exact question i asked the bearer of the "news".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Maybe it's better than the names of the baby's older brothers who are "Bundle of Joy" and "Champion"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Loud Hiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm as bored as hell today, came out of a long meeting which further heightened my boredom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;People just like to speak many oyinbo sha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;One chick in the meeting just dey blow fone, dey blow fone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Another contributor come talk say "one thing dey "TENABLE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Na im my fone speaking counterpart ask say wetin "Tenable" mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I was in shock i tell you. So upon all the fone she no sabi tenable ..... loud hiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Meanwhile my tummy's in bad shape as usual...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I've been in the loo more times than at my desk today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;All the little weight left after my rigorous exercise of the past few weeks go finish today at this rate LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My new Oga sits right next to me so i'm "condenmed" to a life of always forming busy in the office and as for closing early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tis now a thing of the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wo make i go find something do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-788888775467849554?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/788888775467849554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=788888775467849554' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/788888775467849554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/788888775467849554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/02/randoms.html' title='Randoms'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-1911709592735457090</id><published>2008-02-19T16:04:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T16:27:38.419+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Live in Lagos!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So there i was peeing in some loo at some random place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;when i peeked at the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And there lay this packer quite old and obviously well used &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It was "shared" at a wedding party and had some wordings or rather a sticker on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;On closer observation of this famous sticker, i almost got a heart attack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                  It read " Biodun weds Nkechinwe;) " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                 April 10th 2007 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                 Courtesy &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE LATE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; MRS SO AND SO!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                  Bride's Granny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;At this point i'm wondering did the "Late Mrs so and so" send people to shop for the packer from her grave or was it amongst her last wishes that packers should be shared on her behalf at the girl's wedding?????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nothing that these poor eyes of mine haven't seen in this Lago sef.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-1911709592735457090?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/1911709592735457090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=1911709592735457090' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1911709592735457090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/1911709592735457090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/02/live-in-lagos.html' title='Live in Lagos!!!!'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-5831274771141180572</id><published>2008-02-18T16:25:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T17:25:49.572+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok so Osuofia is back to her country :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So i arrive back in Naija amidst plenty drama and vowing never to fly economy class or better still Emirates again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kai my journey back was most traumatic ,all sorts happened to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I left home quite happy that for the "first time i didn't have any excess baggage". I mean i weighed the bags by lifting them up and as far as i could lift them up it must weigh only 20kg each.... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Imagine my shock when i reached the counter and the lady said my two bags were like 54kg. i almost fainted. meanwhile hand luggage sef reach 11kg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway i went and repacked the bags( i don't know why i felt that would work) held some stuff in my hands and went to send the bags in... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;To cut the story short, bags were sent in at a total of like 47kg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Next problem was now what to do with the hand luggage, sha i went to board plane oh, couldn't even do any duty free shopping because i had spent so much time, packing and repacking my bags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I collect my boarding pass and the lady says there's a note on her computer which says i ain't allowed any hand luggage and in fact she's taking me to her supervisor....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Na joke i think she dey joke , until she grabbed my arm and marched me to supervisor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;No be small oyinbo the man speak to me oh... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;At the end of his speech he said i could either pay fifty pounds(which i was not ready to do) or leave the bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So yours truly ended up in the toilet oh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tossed out the things i could, wore like five tops and held the rest of the stuff in my arms, this kain u needed to have seen how i looked, holding chocolates, sweater, "coat" and two glass vases etc into the plane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I was most embarassed i tell you!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Painful part was the supervisor came and sneered while telling me "oh so now you've got all your clothes on" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Then i had to leave my "beloved" suitcase behind. A whole five pounds thrown down the drain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I looked a sight getting onto that flight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Right now i'm taking a crash course in packing luggage and looking like those correct babes that have designer suitcases(yeah afro not boxes :) and small hand luggage and look so fabulous:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tips anyone????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-5831274771141180572?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/5831274771141180572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=5831274771141180572' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5831274771141180572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/5831274771141180572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/02/ok-so-osuofia-is-back-to-her-country-d.html' title='Ok so Osuofia is back to her country :D'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4816766196182439982.post-4268924253347521843</id><published>2008-01-30T19:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T19:28:24.921+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This abroad life sha....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;As i'm wont to do most times, i observe my surroundings with astute intrigue and a bit of mischief....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I see all sorts and i never cease to be amazed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;It's the reason why today as i stepped onto a Zebra crossing i marvelled at oyinbo people once again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I mean they didn't even need a police man to tell them to stop for me to cross when they did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;In my dear Naija, many a pedestrian would have been confined to a wheel chair or maybe even dead when "wicked" and sometimes even stupid Naija motorists would refuse to pause so people can cross!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And as i tried to get off the ferry later on, i saw that even oyinbo get some stupid peculiarities too!!! i cannot understand why they all scramble for the door of the ship before the thing comes to a halt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Today na only me siddon oh, so tey i come begin wonder whether we don reach our destination. of course in my bid to "join the crowd" na so i nearly nack teeth for ground :D LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I have shed so much weight since i got here, na so so to dey waka we just dey for this place. I mean no okadas or cabs to call. And times without number my silly friend (who happily is in Naija now ;) makes me run after buses and trains.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;All that compulsory exercise it's amazing how anyone in this town has fat on their body i tell you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Getting lost is another favourite of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Every trip i make to "the abroad" comprises of at least five incidents of getting lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The last time it happened, i entered lift from one place to another, rigmarouled for over 2 hours, couldn't reach my friend on phone!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Thankfully gbomogbomo no dey here, i for don be their victim (God forbid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My random musings for the day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Cheers mate "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4816766196182439982-4268924253347521843?l=fluffycutething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/feeds/4268924253347521843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4816766196182439982&amp;postID=4268924253347521843' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4268924253347521843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4816766196182439982/posts/default/4268924253347521843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fluffycutething.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-abroad-life-sha.html' title='This abroad life sha....'/><author><name>Fluffycutething</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12668706331094379155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dtVfaWS-oRE/Se3Q9C7H2II/AAAAAAAAAMc/il28SeinfAY/S220/22062008157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry></feed>
