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Instead of reading everyone else's UPDATED blog.... shouldn't i be updating mine :D

Life sha…..

What a week its been in fluffy's life…
I lost a "close" relation and have thus been further reminded that indeed death is the end of all things.
The circumstances were unfortunate and there are so many "ifs" and what nots on how the loss could have been avoided…. Sometimes I also think and feel it could've been prevented, but since the Lord says "not a leaf falls to the ground without His knowledge" then I know surely Jehovah has the final say.
My dearly beloved relation didn't have children in the marriage; I have been informed that apparently there are three children outside wedlock. I feel bad and wonder how the surviving spouse is going to react when all this is revealed if found true!
Were I in such a situation I'm not sure I'd attend the funeral or receive any condolence visitors after being betrayed in such a manner….. but then "luckily" I am not in such a situation at this time….
I was once told of a man who passed away after being unfaithful to his wife(right after the act). The wife was pretty devastated by the death and didn't seem to assimilate the fact that he was cheating at the time of this occurrence, I thought to myself that I'd be so furious I'd probably not attend the funeral as well!


I don't mean to be judgemental of these people after all even I have my own sins that will follow me to my grave!!!


This is the closest I've come to losing a family member and largely I'm just in shock.
Of course the house has been inundated with so many visitors. Ordinarily you couldn't even come near the gate due to the nature of my relation's job!!!
Life is just so ……
I stepped into the deceased's office and wondered how many plans had been stopped midway because a life had just been lost.
It's made me think so much of my future !!!

Dear 9ja foodie….

Just in case you haven't notice I am not speaking to you….


Yep im vexing for you!!!


Why you may ask?


My people please help me judge this matter…


Jejely was I browsing 9ja foodie's website when I saw this link Oven Baked Scotch Egg | 9jafoodie | Modern African Cuisine

That's how I decided to try the thing oh….. after much trauma- translate unsuccessful attempt I ended up with "Squashed eggs" see for yourself

I was visibly traumatised LOL


To make matters worse I sent the picture to my friend who put it up with my name boldly written and tagged it Scotch eggs on her BB dp....

Then she sent me feedback from her contacts one person said the eggs were stubborn and another said she could see the scotch in the eggs LMAO


Not sure I will be "scotching" anything in the near future LMAO


N.B- 9ja foodie, you've figured out what to send me as peace offering or rather appeasement sacrifice haven't you? ;)


Happy weekend everyone!!!

Randoms once again

Hmmmm


What a day! One of our major accounts that we lost due to some silly errors just called us back, God really does give second chances to ALL!!! I'm happy it has certainly made me smile today.
I have been wondering all day why people in Lagos are still greeting each other Happy Easter, Se Easter has come and gone? Abi?
For the past few days I have had to take public buses and even in the few hours my experiences have been enough to blog about :D. This morning,for some reason, when the driver who was also doubling as conductor said I hadn't paid the correct fare I cleared my throat and in my best fone I said "I beg your pardon" **covers face in shame** then I remembered where I was…… silly me! The bus I entered this afternoon had a DVD for our viewing pleasure. He was playing a Pasuma type CD though I was traumatised not only by the music but because the driver kept wanting to watch as well. Thankfully a few mins after the thing stopped showing and the driver spent the rest of the journey changing CDS trying to find one that will show… thank God he didn't crash the car.


The whole experience reminded me of a friend of mine who I ran into a few weeks back, we hadn't seen in many years though I had kept up with her via the media. She's an absolutely brilliant woman that friend of mine. She was even my bunkmate at a time. She's got 1^st class degrees(note the plural people) from Havard and the likes…. What I found really funny was the fact that despite all she has at her disposal the "cares" of this world don't seem to interest her. She didn't even drive a car!!! She preferred bussing she says. In this Lagos? I mean no brazillian or Peruvian weave, no Louis Vuitton bag or sandals…. She wasn't even dating anyone!!! She said she didn't seem interested in the regular girl's dream of get married to Leke the bank manager and live happily ever after with your children and pets with loads of domestic servants in Chevron Estate Ikoyi/Lekki or Maitama, Abuja….
It seemed bizarre to me I tell you… she could easily have any job she wanted and earn as much as Goodluck Jonathan sef…..


Na wa.


On the home front things are fine, my son Ayobami too is becoming a Tinsel addict like his mama, the other day he called me "mrs Okoh" and when I exclaimed in shock he said "Amaka Okoh" LOL smallie too dey there. Still refusing to use his potty, he only agrees to pee in the thing when one lifts it right up to his peepee. Naija men sha like to be FULLY served. Mcheeewwwww
I feel like some cake, not good for my weight loss meme I'm told.
I've been quite good by the way, been jogging and doing aerobics. I must win this battle of the bulge :D

i was going to blog about my inlaws today but its my husband's birthday so i decided otherwise....

I wish i could blog down all my thoughts immediately they come to me, it'll save me trying to remember what it was i wanted to blog about LOL

I wonder why we Yoruba people  say 'come and join me' when eating??!!! I've somehow started doing it too even though i don't understand why and don't really want whoever to join me in my meal anyway...

The boys are fine, driving me nuts as usual :D. Now they demand for songs as soon as we get in the car and because they don't know the titles the way they describe it is absolutely ridiculous... Like Ayobami would say 'mummy play "aha" for me and i know he means MI's "beef" or something like that... or he says play "hohohohoho" and it's the no 6 song on MI's CD LOL

In a bid to really shed weight  i am currently sipping some green tea.... i am not enjoying the process but the thought of becoming and remaining a size 18 is even less appealing. My main challenge is reducing portions and cutting out dinner for now.... God help me abeg

My place of work is still full of perplexing moments and i really pray my circumstances change soonest... I went to speak with the Operations manager about getting a seat( i currently share my table with 3 other personnel) and he says really getting a seat for me is a 3 month project.... Ah ah

I'll stop here for now, dont want my green tea getting cold ;)

Travails of a Lagos 'ride hitcher'

This morning i remembered some experiences i had in the days i didnt have a car and had to hitch rides... People dey take person eye see sha.

one lady used to give me a  ride and park at her office while i walk to mine which was just a stonethrow away. I didnt mind at all.

However on this day we got to Falomo bridge or so and suddenly there was rainfall!!!! it was really sudden and in a matter of minutes people were wading through water up to their knees...

we arrived VI and the lady parked at her usual spot. I didnt want to be forward but i wondered how i will get to my office in the downpour na only one umbrella dey and of course she's the priority! she said if she took me to my office less than 2mins away someone else would take her parking spot. so i said maybe i should stay in the car till the rain stops and then lock up and she says 'her keys nko?'

my people i had no choice na so i enter the rain that day oh!!!!!!

I got into my office absolutely drenched..... twas a day i certainly wont forget.

My benefactor no 2 was a neighbour whose girlfriend lived with him. she moved in after myself and another female neighbour started to hitch rides. They were Ibo and we were not. In the days 'before her' conversations were centralised and at least one could breathe in the car. when she started to go with us, you'd say hello and she wont respond. sometimes she would pretend to be fiddling with something like shes distracted and cant respond. then she would speak to the guy in Ibo so of course it was apparent she wasnt interested in us joining the conversation. LOL i found it amusing, the most silly part is at the point of disembarking she would make a real big show of kissing him.... this kain 'pissing on her territory' LMAO people sha


Benefactor 3 was a family friend cum neighbour's nephew. He was nice too and had at the start of his career hitched rides in my brother's car. Some other lady whom i assumed was a friend of his. She was civil to me at first and i stayed out of her way because i preferred my peace and quiet at that time of the day. I think they started shagging somewhere along the line.(his girlfriend was abroad)....
He would say i should move to the back seat so she could drive and he would be in the passenger seat. Wetin concern me? Na make i sha reach office in one piece. One day however as we wanted to pick her up, me i don open door to change seats sef and he said oh no need, make i siddon. The girl eye change...

The guy now stretched his hand to pick something from the back seat and the gal began to shout- leave me, leave my bag LOl ah ah we were both shocked. The guy come say wetin, say na pillow him wan take. So she said oh sorry i thought you wanted to take my bag, the guy come say ehen and so what if i wanted the bag? Kai me don nearly burst from laughing....

Eventually the real owner of the guy arrived from abroad and was kuku as badly behaved as the 'abelejayan'. You go greet am she no go answer etc...

After a while me sef buy motor and that ended my travails..... i think these were my most memorable stories of the lot..

I Wonder if it's still ok to say "happy new year?"

Happy new year anyway *rolls eyes*


It's only been 24 days and aaaaaalllllll sooooorrrrttts have already happened to me.


I better start it off light.


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?"


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...


Then he says 'ok lemme wear it then' and he proceeded to place it on his head in an attempt to wear it.


I couldnt take it anymore i grabbed my thing and rushed out of the room


I really need to get my own accomodation in that house.....


On a totally unrelated level, men will always be men sha...

Yesterday i went to buy jollof rice at some place- buka type setting.


Some pretty chick was standing nearby with her friend. Some man was eating at a nearby table...

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*

Anyway her friend who wasnt being talked to answered something and the pretty girl too sha answered...

Then she's leaving and says "oh bye we are late for work" (or something of the sort)

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?"

Gosh "okurin sha" (translates men!!!)

The man kuku got up, left his meal unattended and strolls to his motor to give her a card.

I wonder how the transaction has since progressed.....

Hmmmm