My name is Writefreak and...

This is probably the randomest post you read from me..brace yourself! Lol

I don't know why I fight wearing my glasses so much! Actually I can see clearly without them..but I get these huge headaches when I neglect them like a reminder to pick them up. Hubby bought me this posh Ferre Gamo frames but o ti o, yours truly will hide them in the bag. Well staring at my system all day hasn't helped so much so I have decided to be friends with my posh glasses...don't advice me to wear contacts! I think it's torture!

Or is it cos I've been looking like a nerd that I avoid wearing them glasses? With my braids packed up and the glasses, I think I'm a perfect fit for a nerd or is it a strict teacher? Not sure...wish I could post pictures...lol

I'm very clumsy! Yes! I hit things, I get burns and scratch myself so many times. I just can't help it. I try so hard. I'm not as bad but Susan in Desperate Housewives remind me of myself! I try but maybe I really don't care. *shrugs*

The past one week has seen me sleeping at some very odd hours- 5a.m, 6a.m. I write late into the night and do some chatting. The guilty parties know themselves! Keeping me awake all night but really it's more of working! I have now decided to be a normal human being so I shall not be staying up longer than 2a.m anymore so help me God!

There are honest Nigerians and I believe in this great country of ours. I left my second phone on the car yesterday mistakenly. Mr and I went to cut his hair and we were there for like ages...actually we were the last to leave the shopping centre. The gateman came to us as we drove out and wanted to know if we lost a phone. I was so sure, I said No. The guy wouldn't let up so Mr asked him for the fone and dialed it, voila, it was mine! It's a cheap phone but replacing would have been an agony! We gave him a tip and Mr said to him 'with people like you, there's hope for Nigeria'...yes there is! Thanks Titus for being a honest Nigerian.

I hate not getting what I want when I want it! It sucks when I don't but delay isn't denial. I'm learning that God knows what I need per time and I should just trust Him. I hear him saying daughter, just trust fully, one day at a time. I make all things beautiful I'm MY time. Teach me to trust daddy...my life is in your hands.

I'm thinking of moving to MTN blackberry. Zain has been ripping me off! Why pay more when I can pay a flat rate? Ehn?

I love sleeping in. Why can't everyday be like Sunday? Dear God forgive me, I didn't go to church yesterday. But I woke up after noon and I felt blessed. The whole house was tidy..Mr had done all the chores. Dear God, I want more Sundays!

I shop for food once a month but I absolutely don't like it. I need a paradigm shift. I wonder what can make me like it now..it's that time of the month when my fridge is getting empty and I'm thinking oh God not again! Lol

Is it wrong for me not to have all them grand 5 to 10 year plans? I do have things written down and I know where I'm going. I just like to live one day at a time resting it all in my Father's hands!

I have less owambes to attend and I'm not feeling guilty about it. Now when I'm invited, I have the luxury of sayin...'Eh ya and I'm not in lagos o'...that is such a tenable excuse! And I'm loving it!

I miss my Mom! Am I too old for that? I wasn't home throughout last year, mostly cos she and my dad visited us a few times but I still miss her. I think I might spend some time with them over Easter!

I've been wishing I could be a child again! Honestly this growing up business isn't just for me. What happened to the days of not thinking about anything and having all my needs met by someone...having my bath in the rain though I knew it would make me sick. That's it! I am declaring that I Writefreak refuse to become an adult, I am still a child...maybe my dream will come true if I say it long enough...but wait o, there is a time for everything. God! You just know how to put me right!

My brother got posted to the outskirts of a city in Imo. He's going to be a secondary school teacher. There's no light, as in NEPA hasn't been giving them at all (not like we're better off here) and his salary from the school is 2k...I'm rotfl as I say it...isn't that just a joke. Isn't it time the govt did something about corpers' allowance? 7k5 or 9k..absolutely ridiculous!

Abuja drivers are driving me nuts! They just plain can't drive or is it that the roads are too wide and too good to be true?

I love my two year old nephew who wants to talk to me on the phone all the time! He doesn't know how to say l, he says n..so he says to me all the time - 'I nove you aunty...he says the l in my name with an n'. He's adorable! And everytime I speak to him now, no matter the time of the day, he says 'I haven't eaten all day aunty'. I hear his mum screaming 'it's a lie'. Children are such a delight!

God gave me a new sister and she rocks! We happened on each other and she's just so cute! I've learnt a lot from her and I dare to call her 'my blessing'. Temite my lovely sister with a pink heart who can't spell... I love ya! You're my blessing and I won't stop believing in you.

I forgot to add that I did this whole entry on my phone! Am I an addict or what? That's a whole entry on its own!

The first time..

The first time for a lot of people is always the best, for some it's memorable, for some it's very embarassing....

X was a sophomore student in the University and had just made a decision to change her place of worship and found somewhere more comfortable on the campus, a fellowship that made her feel at home.

Part of the requirements for new members was to attend a basic class called Foundation school. Students were divided into small groups with volunteer teachers who were also all students who had been in the fellowship for a while.

Her friend Y, was a teacher at the Foundation shcool and she wanted so badly to be in her friend's group. The list came out and she was disappointed to find out she had been put in the class of someone that she didn't even know. She went to ask her Y why she wasn't in her class, why gave an unintelligible answer. X expressed her disappointment for being put in A's class.
She turned her nose up, disappointment and cynicism written all over her face and she turned to Y and asked 'please tell me who is that A sef?'. Y smiled and X was irritated. X persisted in her quest to know. Please tell me, i hope he's a nice person and not someone that'll put me off this Foundation school o.

The answer came soon enough, 'he's right there behind you'.
X felt like the ground should open up and swallow her. Embarassment written all over her face, she turned and said 'A, nice to meet you. I didn't mean what i said the way it sounded'. A flashed a smile and said 'it's ok don't worry, see you in class'. He sauntered off leaving X all purple faced.
Interestingly, their relationship blossomed after that, they became best of friends and six and half years later, they got married.

Yeah, that's how Writefreak met her hubby the first time...lol, you wanna share how you met your husband, wife, fiancee/fiance or boyfriend? Would love to hear...

Hope you all had a good weekend. Wish you a pleasant week ahead!

Baba, you're too much!

Our God is worthy to be praised!

A scripture says 'though he slays me, i will praise Him'. What manner of faith! I wonder if i can have such faith, He will not slay me, i know but even if i go through the storm, i know He's there with me. He's an awesome God and i hope somedayi will be able to have as much faith as to be able to say 'though he slays me....'

I thought of Job and all He had to go through and His faith was still strong inspite of all the trials and tribulations. And i asked the Lord to increase my faith. He will not allow us to be tested more than we can bear but when i am going through that which He knows i can bear, may i not give in to fear and doubt, may i be able to stand strong in my faith knowing He will not allow me to go through what i cannot bear.

God is awesome and i praise Him for these reasons:

1. For my wonderful husband, he just sent me a text message that made me smile and think oh God, you gave me the best man! I'm thankful for a man who is not afraid to acknowledge his shortcomings and is willing to walk hand in hand. And oh, should i say i'm thankful that i have him to walk this journey of life with?

2. I'm thankful for my friends. A good number of them are pregnant, i pray for them everyday and God is keeping them and working in their lives.

3. I thank God for friends who help me when i need it, whether virtual or real life. Thanks FG and No Limit for your contributions to the work i'm doing now

4. I'm thankful to God for constructive criticism because through it, i get better

5. I'm thankful to God for a second, third, fourth, fifth and uncountable chances He continues to give me. Even when i choose to be faithless, i am able to go back to Him and He restores my soul.

6. I'm thankful to God for helping me be a blessing to people around me. He gives me a word in season and i am able to encourage!

7. I'm thankful to God for provision. He's an awesome God. I never lack and good thing

8. I'm thankful to God for this work in progress (me) that He keeps guiding and leading by the hand

9. I'm thankful for Standtall and what she's doing. Yours truly is this week's celebrity, Standtall has the privilege of interviewing me (hehehe, how conceited), you ran read it here.

10. I thank God for my Ayefele cd which is now my dance exercise cd..lol

11. Lastly, i thank God for you all!

Baba you're too much! May you continue to bless all my friends in blogville and their families!

All in a Week...

What do i blog about today?
Should i write another Memoir from my childhood?
Should i make it random?
Should it be about things that happened recently? Ok let's try...i'll keep typing, you'll get a post, whichever thoughts my hyper active mind decide are dominant at the moment...then we will give it a title...deal! You don't have an option not to deal. lol

BobTV film festival took place here in Abuja this last week and i attended at the Sheraton hotel. I was particularly interested in a class on Story writing. I got there first day and i didn't know it was such an organised event. There were ushers in red checking out tags and asking people to come register. My friend; a screen writer who omitted details had omitted the fact that i would have to register with five grand. I didn't have that much cash, i try not to carry cash on me cos i just end up spending what i don't need. Thankfully i had my ATM card, i got to the machines and in the whole of Sheraton, not one machince carried cash. That pissed me off.

My friend was blogging the event so i waited for him outside, i got a number of hellos from random guys who were also attending the festival and i tried to wear my nice cap. Several minutes later i was still waiting and one of the guys who had said hello earlier walked up to me.

Random guy: Hi, you're still outside?

*alarm bells go off in my head* i'm thinking obviously...would you see me outside if i wasn't outside? I humour him and instead i say

Me: 'yes'

Random guy: You must be a student. What school are you from?

For crying out loud, i tried my best to look a bit responsible. Not my usual top and jeans, i was wearing a nice indian top with jeans. How exactly do i look like a student? Once again i humour him

Me: No, i'm a writer

Random guy: What newspaper do you write for?

Oh my God! This guy is so mumu! Does every writer write for a newspaper? Dude still lives in the dark ages

Me: No i am a freelance writer. I write for screen, i write fiction....(i'm tired, i don't owe him an explanation)

Random guy: *takes a look at me from head to toe* But you're also a student?

Now i'm really annoyed, did i not just tell this dude that i'm not a student? I suppose to him i looked to young or small to be anything else? I wonder if he was trying to hit on me or not but for crying out loud, i wear two rings on my wedding finger...maybe most guys think they're a joke! Who knows?

Me: Do you know how many years ago i graduated?

I walk off and hear him say after me, has it really been that long then? Dude, yes it's been a while, almost 7 and it would have been more, no thanks to the strikes when i was in Uni.

Cabbage diet
I decided to do the cabbage diet for a week as African weight loss diva recommended. It's supposed to help lose 4kg in a week. I desire to weigh less than 65kg, i now weigh between 67 and 68kg and i thought, why not take a short cut? Cabbage gave me so much gas, i gave up the diet after three days and concluded...a lifestyle change is better than a quick fix programme. Lesson learnt the hard way, i still have some of the gas and i'm hardly able to eat. Hubby laughed at me so hard and he said...'i know we don't say i told you so, but if there was a worst line right now, i should use it...' I eyed him, i should have thrown a pillow at him..lol

I have a confession to make, i haven't gone jogging in a month! A whole month...i'm now thinking of exercising in a structured manner, like maybe register in a gym here, used to go to one in Lagos. Or maybe swim on particular days during the week and have a set number of laps...still thinking about it...your thoughts are welcome

I'm writing a screenplay, still putting the story together and now my characters are creeping into my sleep, help!

I took an afternoon nap, and dreamt that Simeone did a post, wanting to know about something personal, i'm not telling exactly what but i'm wondering ok, why is Simeone creeping into my dream? Whatever thoughts you're entertaining about me dude, time to spill..lol..Blogville, you sometimes gives me the creeps!

Ok, peace out! off to watch rubbish tv with Mr and enjoy some laughter together.

Thankful Wednesday + Comparison Trap

'For we dare not class ourselves or compare ourselves with those who commend themselves. But they, measuring themselves by themselves, and comparing themselves among themselves, are not wise'.
2 Cor 10: 11-12

Ok so what is Writefreak saying today? God is teaching me some lessons and i'd like to leave a bit of them with you my family on blogville. Comparing yourself with anyone, anyone at all, is a sign of foolishness! Have you ever heard yourself say things like these:

1. Why me?
2. All my mates are getting married, why not me?
3. All my friends have kids but me
4. Why is my life so different?

There are so many ways we compare ourselves with others and instead of focusing on what is important, we're caught in trying to be like Mr A or Mrs B. How dare you? When God has made only one YOU; each of us with unique gifts and abilities, some have disovered theirs, others are working out theirs while some are being too lazy to work it out. Whatever point we are in our lives, the focus should be on what God wants for us per time and not what the other person is about. And if we're being lazy, then we need to step up our game!

It's not easy not to compare because you always have people around you who will help you do it anyway. Even when you don't want to, folks compare you to others and poison your minds.

Real life scenario. A phone call comes in from a friend you haven't heard from in a long time. It goes, how're you doing? It's been a long time, the last time i heard from you was over a year ago at your wedding. You're happy to hear from the long time friend and you tell her, oh yes, it's been way too long! Then she asks you if everything is alright. In your innocence, you go oh sure all is perfect! Then she teasingly asks if you have a baby on the way and you say hmmm,not yet. Then she goes, oh i hope all is well....my friend who got married with you on the same day just had a baby. My response; don't you ever compare me with anyone, God has a plan for each of our lives and whatever His plan is for my life i'm sure is not the same with that of your friend's. So my dear, when are you getting married? You guessed right, the call ended. Even if you don't want to compare, people help you to.

Asking Why me is a major pointer to the fact that you're comparing yourself to others. The experiences we go through in life are meant to shape us into who we eventually become and since you didn't make yourself, you need to let Him work out His will in your life...When gold has been tried, it becomes pure.

I'm learning that no one has it perfect and the person you're comparing yourself to has also got an area where their shoes pinch. You're not wearing their shoes so you don't know where it hurts and a lot of people wear theirs gracefully!

There's a unique YOU that no one else can be like. It's questioning God's word and authority when you ask Him why can't i be like so so person....being in the comparison trap is the worst place one can get stuck in. I'm not exonerating myself cos i've been guilty so many times, asking God questions and mentioning names sometimes. It's ok to ask God questions but don't get stuck there...move on!

What does His word say regarding me? What does His word say regarding any situation i'm in? Focus on that and not what is not working in your life but working in your friend or colleague's life. When you're going through something, it's for something glorious to come in the end...('For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, is working for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory') " Cor 4:17.

Also you need to block out every factor, including humans that want to make you stay in the dumps and judge the situation of your life by that of others. Stay focused on God and what you know He has in store for you. When you fall into the comparison trap, ask Him to forgive you and help you see the greater good He has for your life. It doesn't seem like it sometimes but trust me, He's got a greater good He's cooking up most times when everything looks turpsy turvy!

On the whole, know that God never wants to punish you, the devil will bring afflictions your way that is certain but God always has a way out, an escape route...you might not see it immediately because God doesn't work like a microwave, it might take time but your beauty will shine forth. Isaac got married to Rebekkah at 40 years, he asked God for children, Esau and Jacob came when he was 60 years. Yeah that seems like a very long time, i must commend his faith cos i think in his shows, i'd be tempted to throw in the towel and sit somewhere moping and asking God WHY ME? It might take time, your life might not look as glamorous as that of folks around you now but with your trust in Him and letting Him work in you daily, you will get there.

Be wise, do not compare yourself to others!

So it's a Wednesday and i'm definitely thankful to God for His numerous blessings. These are some of my own reasons:
1. I am thankful to God for the lessons He continuously teaches me. Right now, i am thankful that my life is not defined by anybody's opinion but by His word
2. I am thankful for the public holiday on Monday, hubby and i got to spend time together at home and it was bliss
3. I am thankful that once again, i am strong and my mind is being renewed, i'm out of the dumps, halleluyah!
4. I am thankful that God gave me the wisdom to download the display driver for my laptop using Mozilla cos IE kept terminating. Now y computer looks good! Yay!
5. I am thankful to God for family and what it means. My parents seem to bug me with their calls all the time and though i lament at how many questions they ask, i am very thankful that they care.
6. I am thankful that God helped me out with the manic cab driver i used yesterday night and He gave me patience to handle the situation. I tell you that wasn't me, typical WF would freak out! (to hear the story, you have to pay me!)
7. I am thankful that i know the one who holds tomorrow so the future is certain.
8. I am once again thankful for provision for Mr and I. We never lack and all our needs are met. Infact i don't think i have real 'needs', just wants..and God still meets them. Halleluyah
9. I am thankful for God's protection over our lives. We go out and come in with no incidents. Praise the Lord!

There must be something you're thankful for, wanna shar e?

Ps: check out the soulsistas blog if you haven't done so.

The Teacher Got a Lesson

How many of you had Ghanaian ( i don't even think i know how to spell that...chei) lesson teachers as kids? I did, we had far too many and i thought my parents were just being wicked. While other kids played outside, we were on the balcony with our teachers learning and relearning and yearning to go play outside with out mates. Once the lesson was over, we made up for it by over playing. Mind you, it's not like my parents forbade us to play, they just made sure we studied first.

My parents were really into education and now i'm really grateful for that, when i was a kid, it definitely felt like punishment. My mum is a teacher and my dad used to work in the Ministry of Education, dad is one of the few civil servants who did the jobs to the letter. Anyway, so you can imagine the burden of being saddled with two educationists as parents. Arrrggghhh...lol. I remember once i was very ill and it was close to exam periods, i was in JS1 i think, my mum sat beside me going through my school notebooks with me and reading them to me and making sure i understood what she read. Please, i was ill, could i not be exempted from reading...lol

When i was about 6 or 7 years i think, we had this teacher who was really really mean. Or was he? I don't remember but we didn't like him. The guy just wasn't plain nice and to our kid minds, he just plain hated us. So we decided he deserved to be punished. There was me, my sister, my youngest sister who was too young to be part of the classes, we seriously envied her and then there were our two friends, they're sisters and we were neighbours; L and B. So we kids got together and plotted a coup for our lesson teacher. We didn't consider the consequence i think. We were too young to consider the consequences of our actions.

It was a typical evening ,we were being taught but we weren't concentrating. We were waiting for it to happen. We kept staring at each other and waiting for our moments of glory, would it ever come? Then just as we were going to give up, it happened. Our wicked teacher fell inside the chair he was sitting on and it was a very bad fall. He screamed! We laughed! Silly children, he turned his wrath on us, he didn't beat us but he resigned his position. My mum wasn't sure why he had to resign because he fell. If only she knew.

The day before, we had gotten together, us kids, wondering how we could deal with our teacher and then it came to us. I can't remember who has the credit for such a brilliant idea but between us kids, we decided on the punishment. We initially thought of putting pins in his seat but we knew that would be too easy. He'd know they were planted. Then we remembered our almost abandoned dining chair which always fell in. Remember what dining chairs used to look like in the 80s? Well the cushion of this particular chair had been attached from the wood that held it but it could be placed properly and you'd hardly know. For us kids, it was easy to not fall into it but and adult weight would definitely not hold for too long. We decided to give him this chair and humiliate him.

He comfortably sat in the chair wagging his finger at us if he asked a question and we didn't know the answer. Then our moment of glory came, he fell! We had punished him. We laughed, we couldn't contain our joy and i'm sure he could tell from our faces that we planned it. I'm sure guilt and pure joy were written all over our little faces.

The teacher resigned and we were free to do as we pleased, only for a short while though. I'm not saying we were right but i guess this was part of what being a child was about.Our joy was short lived though, my mum found us a new Ghanaian lesson teacher!

Thankful Again

Thank you all for your comments on my last post. I'm feeling so much love from blogville, it's amazing! It's interesting that although I don't know 99 percent of those on blogville physically, I feel like we share a connection. it's as if I know you all, although I don't if that makes sense. I'm glad to be part of the movement called blogville!
Once again I'm giving God the glory cos He alone deserves it. These are some of the reasons:
1. I'm thankful that hubby and I are alive and we have seen the 3rd month of the year(is it me or is time running by)!Only the living can praise God!
2. I'm thankful that once again God has opened my eyes to see that behind every cloud is a silver lining. It might not look like it all the time but there definitely is one! Thank you Lord for showing me that no situation is ever as bad as it seems...
3. I'm thankful for aloted's dad. God saved Him from armed robbers and I trust God for His perfect healing
4. I am thankful for the material blessing I received from a friend. It's proof to me once again that God is interested in the minutest detail of my life and will position people to help me.
5. I am thankful for a husband who constantly makes sure that I don't lack. Thank you father for provision. May our cruise of oil never fail (and yours too as you read this post)
6.I am thankful that my laptop has been fixed and is now in good working condition. Now u don't have to keep trying to get the charger to make a connection with the port
7. I am thankful that Arewa is back on blogville after 8 months absence and she is even married now!
8. And lastly I am thankful for all my friends on blogville who make it a worthwhile place. I love you all!
There's a lot more I could write...but there's so much typing one can do on a phone. I just had to put this up. God bless you all and I pray you will always see that no situation is ever as bad as it seems!

Ps: I forgot to ask....what are you thankful for?

On Myself and other things- Totally Random!

I've wanted to write a post for a few days, wanted to put pen to paper but the zeal was just not there...or maybe the zeal was there but i didn't have the strength, whatever! I see posts flashing from my favourite blogs and i just ignore them, strange but i just didn't feel like it. Was a bit tired physically and then i was kinda feeling antisocial.

I had a guest (who manages to turn up at my house everyday) and i honestly almost walked her out. I wanted to be alone and i guess she just didn't get the message...hmmph...i had so many reasons to be thankful but i couldn't even bring myself to do my thankful post. I'm not in a bad mood, and i'm not unhappy, i'm just a bit unmotivated! And i keep getting questions from people 'are you alright'?
Yes i'm very very alright, just having one of those moments when you need to recharge and refresh (like the coke promo that was cancelled, the maximum you could win was 50 bucks when you've even bought the cold for 60 bucks, awon ole!*)lol...i'm an eagle, i need time to renew myself, guess that's where i've been the past few days.

What's it with Naija service providers??? They just make me wanna pull out my hair! In the last few days, i've had issues with everything i own that has some form of technology; internet on my computer, my blackberry, even DSTV joined them today. What do the customer service guys in Multichoice do for crying out loud! No offences meant but i was on the phone with them for at least 4 minutes about 5 times today and they couldn't resolve my issue. Crap! They all seemed to be reeling out info from the same textbook...pshew. Bring out your smartcard, switch off your decoder and reinstall dish then insert your smsrt card again, it will work'. Duh, did i not just tell you i've done that like 10 times already?? Arrgghhh...they make me wanna pull out my hair! But i won't o, i'm even braiding it at the moment. Ok lemme spare you the lamentation.

What do you do when someone keeps showing up at your house almost every blessed day unannounced? They make themselves welcome and treat themselves to goodies from the fridge. We're not the best of friends but we're not enemies either. I feel as if i gave this person too much access but i just can't stick it anymore. I'm sure i'm a nice person but i'm starting to feeI 'unnice'. I love my ME time and i honestly don't stay home to play, I WORK FROM HOME!!! I've asked a few friends and their opinion have helped me. I actually gave the security instructions yesterday that i didn't want a guest, i don't know if the person in question showed up or not and i really don't care. Some people don't just get hints. There are some people i like to see everyday but unfortunately this person doesn't fall within that category. How would you handle the situation? I think somewhere in the book of Proverbs, the bible says something like 'withdraw your feet from your neighbour's house lest he hates you'. I'd like to hear your views.

On a good note my brother just got his NYSC posting to Imo state. Did anyone serve there? Any helpful tips you can give me for him? I'd appreciate it.

Will be back soon with a post from memoirs of my childhood! Remember my Iyabo post?

Have a nice weekend all!
*the thieves

Thankful Wednesday on Thursday

My people, it's Thursday, but yours truly forgot to put up a thankful post yesterday cos i was neck deep in work...and then i had guests who i had to attend to..what else? I can come up with a million and one excuses..lol.
I already thought i'd just leave it till next week until Caelestis reminded me, here i am doing my thankful post because God is indeed worthy of all the praise and glory! Thanks babe
So i am thankful for the following reasons

1. I am thankful for the wonderful man God has blessed me with and for my marriage. Valentine's day was wonderful. I had planned hubby's surprise, i wasn't focusing on what i could get. Dude had sent a message the previous day saying not to bother with a gift but he didn't know i had things planned. I played along. Should i just say eh was surprised? I got flowers and some other stuff ...*winks
2. I am thankful because Mr and i are in one accord. Without previous discussion, i bought him 9 cards and he bought me 9 roses, we both had the same thing in mind, we've been together 9 years in total!
3. I thank God for new godly friends. I'm in a new city, i know very few people but God is gradually bringing people that love Him my way; the kind of people i can be proud to associate with
4. I am thankful for open doors, He sets before me an open door and no man can shut it. Halleluyah!
5. I am thankful for Vera's valentine's day. I prayed she would get a surprise and she did..hehehe
6. I am thankful for my dad's life. Yesterday, he turned a year older. God continues to keep him and the rest of my family
7. I am thankful for friends who can tell me the truth without fear.
8. I am thankful for provision. God continues to meet our needs
9. I am thankful that my neighbour's wife had a safe delivery and he goes to see his wife and first born son on Sunday. God is good!

I am thankful for a lot of things, but if i decide to fill this page, i won't be able to accommodate your list, lol..so what are you thankful for?

Ps: Blogville help me o, i have a stalker and because of him i have stopped jogging! He met me one day in the morning while i was going and he said he was a health instructor and i was doing the wrong thing, depleting minerals in my body without replacing them. Jogging isn't good for me bla bla...i told him well thank you, can i continue? He said he trains pple, dance classes, mild yoga etc. Where? On a schoolfield, i said ok, even asked the address to get him off my back. I didn't go jogging for a few days cos i wasn't feeling too good...only yesterday i wanted to go out jogging and the security guy came with a flier in his hands from this guy. He said the guy dropped it.
Please help me, blogville, how did this guy find my house? I'm scared to go out now o!
Remember to swing by www.soulsistasheart.blogspot.com

(I've had to remove the hyperlinks because i think they're making it difficult to open my blog, i wonder why!)

Honest Scrap Award!

Happy Valentine's day all (in arrears). Hope you had fun, mine was splendid..my hubby made it worthwhile. Roses, cards..etc...i leave you to imagine the rest. lol

So i got tagged by YNC on the honest scrap award, so i am telling you ten things about myself that i hope i haven't shared before. If you've read it here before, just act surprised still..lol

The Rules
1) Choose a minimum of 7 blogs that you find brilliant in content or design
2) Show the 7 winners names and links on your blog, and leave a comment informing them that they were prized with "Honest Scrap." Well, there's no prize, but they can keep the nifty icon :)
3) List at least 10 honest things about yourself

So here goes:

1. I once fooled myself that i could be left handed cos i thought most left handed people were brilliant

2. I'd rather write how i feel than talk about it. Maybe i'm shy?

3. I've worn glasses since i was in SS2 but i tend to deceive myself that i have great eyesight until i get them nasty headaches

4. I got married two years and two months ago to my first real boyfriend who i met in Uni(as a virgin) and we're still madly in love

5. At a time in my life, i thought only prostitutes polished their nails and had more than one ear piercing

6. I graduated as the best student in my class in University

7. I have always left my jobs since i graduated except for one although at the point of leaving i never was sure of what i would do (think i'm crazy?)

8. I write very fast and hate to re-read anything i write. Most of my posts are first drafts

9. I hate onions, infact i hardly eat them and i pick them aside when i see them in food

10. I didn't have a train when i got married, only a maid of honour because i don't like the stress....

I think i'll add another one..lol though it's meant to be 10

11. I love God with all of my heart!

I think i'm very weird or very honest cos i can come up with a lot more things about myself but i'm guessing that's the same for a lot of people..


Enjoy the rest of your week people!

Ps: I don't think i'm tagging anyone, ok i tag y'all who haven't done this...!

Thankful Wednesday from grumpy WF..lol

I don't feel like being thankful today, i really don't feel like, it's one of those days when i look around me and although there's much to be thankful for, there's also a number of things that could be better...but Writefreak is walking by faith and not by sight, so i am choosing to be thankful for the things that are working in my life...cos trust me, there are a lot!

I am thankful for a safe trip to and fro for hubby and i

I am thankful for friends who i can rant at when i feel like. Thanks for the listening ear guys

I am thankful for though it seems some things are not working, i have an assurance in the word of God and a more sure word of prophecy! I am thankful for all the scriptures that bring peace in my heart

I am thankful that i got healed from the terrible cold that got me down

I am thankful for potential opportunities

I am thankful for the wonderful relationship i have with my husband and for the things God is working out in our lives.

Everything might not be perfect right now but there's always a reason to be thankful, what are you thankful for?

Ps: for those of you who read our other blog ,it will be updated in the next couple of days

Thankful Wednesday

I didnt do my thankful wednesday last week, not because i didn't want to but i was really busy. I have a lot of things to be thankful for but the chief of them are these:

1. I am thankful for the gift of life, being able to sleep and wake up is a miracle and i don't take it for granted.

2. I am thankful for the most amazing news i received from my very good friend...i prayed and God answered. Father i am indeed grateful

3. For bringing our household stuff to Abuja safely from Lagos.

4. For the 1kg i lost in the past one week....still about 3 more kgs, Lord i know you can do it.

5. For my husband who is totally open and honest with me. Thank you Lord for giving me a good man

6. For the friends i made on blogville recently. You guys rock!

7. For the miracle He is about to perform in my life. I know it! i just know it!

8. I am thankful for the hope God has given me in His word, He continues to open my eyes.

9. For the healing He gave me from headache once i stood on His word

10. For the may blessings He continues to shower on me..some i might not remember but i am indeed very grateful!

'Great is your faithfulness o Lord my father'

What are you thankful for?

Randy Landlord (the conclusion)

So sorry i am only just putting the conclusion of Randy Landlord up.I had some family matters to attend to but i'm back now If you didn't read the first part, you can find it below or here . So y'all enjoy the rest of the story and let me know what you think still...

The next week I got a simple email from him telling me he was working onsomething and he would get in touch as soon as he finished. I was mad, this was no way for a man to treat his wife. Had he even forgotten about our son?

My landlord and his wife paid us a visit someday and the woman in her caring way wanted to know what was going on. I surprised myself when I burst into tears, I had been bottling up my emotion. The woman just came to me, wrapped me in a hug and promised me that she was sure whatever the situation was, everything would be ok. The husband had an ‘I knew it’ look on his face and I hated myself for breaking down in their presence. When I calmed down, my landlord’s wife turned to him and said: ‘’honey, why don’t you take our young friend with you to the club today to get her mind off things? I really don’t want to go, you can cheer her up and you will have company. I’ll take Dammy (my son) for the evening’’

I wondered if this woman could not tell that her husband was hitting on me. Why had fate planned it this way. I tried to get out of it but she would hear none of my protests. I needed to go out and be cheerful. I was stuck with the old goat.

I was tense all the way to the club and barely said a word throughout the drive. After having a few drinks though, I relaxed and an evening with ‘the old goat’ as I was fond of calling him turned out not too bad after all, he had a great sense of humour and made me laugh a lot forgetting my problems. I must have been tipsy a bit. I was surprised he didn’t ask me for anything that night, he only asked if I wanted to do it again with a glint in his eyes. I found myself saying yes and I knew the next time, there might be no turning back. He put an envelope in my hands as he said goodnight, when I opened it, there was a sum of N20,000. My heart leapt for joy. I needed cash at the time.

We had a nice evening and he introduced me to some of his friends at the club as his friend and also his tenant, one of them winked knowingly at me and I felt a pang of guilt. I was probably not the first lady my landlord had brought to this place. We enjoyed the evening and I braced myself for what I knew would happen when we left the club

My landlord instructed his driver to drive to a popular hotel far from where we lived. My heart was pounding in my chest as I knew what I was about to embark on was unfaithfulness to my husband and our marriage vows but I rationalised that a woman had needs and my husband had not been there in a long time to fulfil those needs or do his duties. I rationalised that my move was justified. My body craved intimacy and my purse needed cash. My landlord was providing both.

I went into the bathroom to have a shower and left my landlord on the bed, it kept occurring to me that I was doing the wrong thing and I would live to regret it. In all our married years, this had not happened once, not even when we were dating. Would I be able to live with the consequences. I begged my heart to let me rest, afterall I had committed the adultery in my heart already but it would not be quiet. I was wondering if I could go through with the deceit and ever look my husband in the face again or even the landlord. What could be the end of this affair but shame?

I walked out of the bathroom and heard my phone beep with a text message. It was from my husband and it simply said: ‘baby I love you, I am sorry for the agony I have put you through. Please forgive me. I’ll be home tomorrow morning and we can work things out. I am very sorry’

I looked at my landlord, shook my head and told him I couldn’t go through with it, grabbed my clothes, hurriedly wore them and ran out of the hotel room, leaving the man watching after me with mouth agape.

PS:

Hope you guys liked the conclusion, if not, you can write your own ending in your comment...I know..lol

Have a nice week!
Also remember to take a look at the blog aloted and i cohost

Mr Randy Landlord

Hi peeps, hope you had a good week. And that you're well rested for the coming one...i was going to write another memoir from my childhood but right now i'm feeling quite lazy so i thought i'd put up one of my short stories and you guys can let me know what you think. Hope you have a nice read.
Please don't forget to visit the blog aloted and i are cohosting if you haven't been there.

The Randy Landlord

‘Come out now and defend yourself’, I heard a distant voice behind my bedroom window. I refused to respond thinking it was Bola and his wife my next door neighbours who were constantly at each other’s throat. His wife was always accusing him of cheating on her and in return he would beat her mercilessly. I had gone to separate them while fighting on several occasions. I decided to ignore them and thought they would see reason and carry the fight to their flat.
I turned to the other side, covering my head with the pillow, then I heard loud banging on my door and decided to check the clock by my bedside, it was 12 midnight. ‘Won’t these people just leave me alone?’ I said as I decided to ignore the knock, hoping the caller would take the hint they were unwelcome and go away. It seemed the caller was hell bent on waking me because the knock became louder and more persistent. I listened, trying to grasp what the person was saying. Which of the other tenants would be calling on me at this time of the night? I concluded it could only be Bola and his wife and I got up, ready to go and give them a piece of my mind. If they could not stay married in peace then it was best they separated from each other.
As I wore my dressing gown over my night dress, I could make out the voice of my landlord, ‘useless woman, come out now and defend yourself on why you’ve been rude to my wife’. It was my landlord’s voice alright and I wondered what he was talking about. Did this man know the time was the thought in my head as I stumbled to my door, sleep still very heavy in my eyes.
I opened the door and he was standing right there, half naked, just a wrapper wrapped around his waist. I didn’t even know some men still wore that these days. ‘Good evening sir or should I say good morning? To what do I owe this honour of you waking me up at this time of the night?’
I expected him to be shouting considering what I heard before opening the door but he was all smiles, grinning like an overfed cat, his pot belly thumping up and down
‘Won’t you ask me in?’ He said revealing the gap between his teeth.
‘No sir, I will not let you in, it is the middle of the night and you should go and sleep in your house while you let me sleep.’
‘You’re being rude to me this girl’, he said, holding on to my door so I wouldn’t close it in his face.
‘It’s late sir, we can discuss whatever you need to discuss with me when day breaks’
‘No this cannot wait’, he said as he pointed to the bulge under his towel
‘God forbid! I am a respectably married woman and I will not take kindly to such things. Please leave now before I get very nasty’
‘Relax, young woman, you claim to be married, yet your husband leaves you alone in this house almost half of the year. Let me keep you warm when your husband is away. I can do that very well’
I wondered what to say to this man. I had wondered at the attention he was paying my son and I recently. He would go out and stop by our flat some evenings claiming to have a gift for him. My 4 year old son had even taken to calling him Grandpa and was growing very fond of him. It all made sense now; his sudden interest in our well being, his constant stopping by, his gifts, offering to call his mechanic when my car had a fault, everything made sense now. Wale my husband had told me to be careful with him the last time I hinted him of how nice our landlord was. I playfully told him he was being jealous since he was far away. He told me he was only protecting his family and that he had a feeling the man was not genuine. We did not conclude on what to do but I was not going to treat a nice man with disdain.
Now it all made sense. Why did Wale’s office have to station him outside the city where we live for months on end? His company only allowed him come home for a few weekends. I had complained, prayed and hoped. Now I was just accepting it and hoping our situation would change soon. If my husband was home with me, this old goat would not stand at my door asking me to let him keep me warm.
I came back to the present and shouted so other tenants would hear. ‘Please sir, leave now, my son is sleeping and I would not want you to wake him up’. What was he even thinking standing there in his loin cloth? What would other tenants think if they saw him coming from my door like that? Bisi and Angela were the house gossips; they both lived in the mini flats at the back of the house and made every other person’s business theirs. Rumour had it that Angela was the cause of the fight between Bola and his wife and she endlessly tempted the young man when his wife was not around.
I succeeded at sending our landlord away that night but for the next two months, I constantly received such knocks on my door every night. I complained to my husband who said I should be careful and make sure the door was always locked when we were around at home. He was sorry he could not come home yet, he was on a project and he could nto leave. What kind of job would make a man desert his family in time of need, I wondered. I was upset with him and we had a fight on the phone. He was neglecting me and our son, I told him in plain words. For several months, I had endured the loneliness of a married woman living as a single woman. I lashed out at him with all the frustration I felt and all he could say was how he was sorry for putting me through hell. I ended the call and told him when he had worked something out, he could call me.
Amidst all this, my landlord did not relent in his effort to get me into his bed, he constantly harassed me when other people were there shouting that I was being rude to his wife, then at midnight he would sneak to my window and beg me to open the door just that once and how he would satisfy me. He told me of how he knew I could not be enjoying life with my husband so far away.
My husband continued sending me text messages to say how sorry he was but I knew something was wrong. One of the days when I thought deeply of our situation and how much I loved my husband and was not willing to give up on our marriage, I replied him and asked what was going on. All he could say was ‘I will explain in due time but for now, bear with me, I can’t come home yet’. What was going on? Then, he stopped communicating; he had not sent money to us in the past two months. First month, I thought he was broke and overlooked it, this was the second month and he was incommunicado. I was devastated, I knew I declared the war but it was not like my husband to have both his cell phones turned off. He was not replying his emails either. I thought something bad must have happened to him, but reasoned with myself that his office would have called me. I decided to be brave and called his Lagos office. What I heard was a rude shock, ‘your husband no longer works with us’, the receptionist said in an icy voice, ‘’Do you know why’’? I asked her. Her response sounded impatient: ‘’madam, there was a fraud, your husband was involved in it, any other thing you want to find out?’’ ‘’No, thank you’’, I replied. My world came crashing down. The project he was working on now made sense. My husband was jobless and was now avoiding getting in touch with me. What did he think I would do??? .....to be continued

Thankful Wednesday

This is my third week doing my thankful list and i haven't had any regrets. It's helping me to see God working in my life everyday and not take things for granted...the list continues to grow.

-I'm thankful for our new dvd/home theatre that accepts USB and alllows me play my favourite worship songs that hubby copied from my laptop.... i am loving the one playing right now, it's on repeat... the song goes...

'I trust in You my faithful Lord
How perfect is Your love
You answer me before I call
My hope my strength my song
And I shout for joy
I thank You Lord
Your plan stands firm for ever
And Your praise will be, continually
Pouring from my heart

I will bless Your Lord
I will bless You Lord
How my soul cries out
For You my God
I will bless You Lord'

- I'm thankful for my hubby who knows how to reach me and always has a word of encouragement for me. The guy believes in me like no other person! Lord i thank you for this wonderful man you have given me!

- I'm thankful to God for giving me a word in season for those who need it

- I'm thankful for the idea He's given me and won't allow me to let go of. Provision is coming for the vision, watch this space! lol

- I'm thankful because PHCN has been good to us sice yesterday. Two days ago i almost exhausted a gallon of fuel. I prayed and God answered

- I'm thankful that i was able to finish my cooking yesterday before the cooking gas ran out*
- I thank God for His provision. He has been good to hubby and i

- I'm thankful that our security was able to kill the rat i sighted in our store last week. I hate rats! Thank God i have been rid of that one and may no other one show up...Amen

-I'm thankful that my blackberry is functioning properly now, it got sprayed with water two nights ago and some of the keys were malfunctioning.

- I'm thankful for Obama. Somehow the thought of him being killed occured to me, i know i have an overactive imagination...lol...thank God His inauguration went well and He has now made history. Yes we can!

-Lastly i am thankful for the new blog aloted and I are co-hosting. And for those of you who have been there already..

May we always have reasons to be thankful and may joy never cease from your homes!

*wait o, Abuja people, where's best to buy gas? this one didn't even last one month, in Lagos, my gas dey last 3 months...pls holla.

Iyabo and I...going down memory lane

I was in Primary 3 or was it 4, can’t remember, I was really cute, not small…lol, I was the youngest in my class and the few friends I had were at least one year older than I was. They were more aware than I was, I’ve always been very naïve till recently. I digress, that’s not the point of this post.

So I was in primary 3 and Iyabo was one of my friends, we weren’t too close but we were friends. I used to get to school early because my mum taught in the school I went to, remember I said I was underage, she had to register me in her school when I was going to start because all the private schools said to come back the following year, she took me to her school, I was in primary 1 and I aced the exams, I got promoted and there was no looking back. Public schools were much better in those days anyway….i digress again

Iyabo always had something to say, there was always gist. This morning, we were early to school so a few of us gathered around before the assembly and she told of how a boy was hitting on her, yes, we were in Primary 4 and Iyabo knew what it meant to be hit on, they all had stories of a boy or the other, I had none. I thought of something to say quickly and then I remembered my friend, let’s call his name M, I liked him and he liked me, we just used to say hi and smile at each other sheepishly. So I said ‘can you imagine what M did a few days ago when I went to the bathroom? He was also coming out and he kissed me lightly’. I made her swear she wouldn’t tell anyone and she did. I didn’t even know what being kissed meant but I needed something to say. It was a lie and I felt very guilty afterwards, asking God to forgive me and that was the end of it or so I thought.

We were making a lot of noise in the class, I think it was a few days later, and our teacher said to put our heads on our table and hold our lips, of course, we’d still whisper underneath. Some gist was flying around and then it got to my partner who said ‘you got kissed by Muyiwa’. I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. Nap time was over, everyone wanted to ask me how it was, I burst into tears and ran to my mum’s class.

My mum’s partner; her friend, asked me what the tears were for. I said ‘where is my mummy?’ My mum was right there and they both wanted to know what was wrong. With the tears running down, I said ‘Iyabo said Muyiwa kissed me’. Of course, I couldn’t tell what story I cooked up. My mum’s friend made matters worse when she said ‘so is that why you’re crying? How many women has your dad kissed?’ That made me cry the more!

My mum gave me a hug and thankfully it was already closing time. I couldn’t face my classmates’ humiliation anymore. I know,it was my fault. I lied, I wanted to belong but my friend betrayed me. She promised not to tell anyone. Every time I hear the name Iyabo, it takes me down memory lane. I hate the name Iyabo (please pardon me if you happen to have that name). Till date, I don’t think I’ve ever had any other friend called Iyabo. When I hear Iyabo, my head goes ‘olofofo’*. I know that’s not true but it scarred my innocent mind…lol

I don’t know why but in recent times, memories from my childhood keep flashing in my head…I don’t like the name Iyabo, maybe hate is too strong a word!

*tell tale

Thankful Wednesday

Last week, i said i was going to dedicate my Wednesday posts to thanking God and so although my laptop is acting up, i have to keep holding the charger for it to make connection, my internet is being naughty and there are factors militating against it, I am putting up my thanksgiving post! nothing is going to stop me from giving my God all the glory He deserves.

''Ti omode ba dupe oore ana, a ri imii gba''*. Oh Lord i am a child in your hands and i thank you for holding my hands and leading me and for carrying me on your shoulders when the road seems to difficult to walk.

It's another Wednesday and for the following reasons, i am once again grateful:

-I praise Him for breath in my nostrils! He kept me from last week till now

-God delivered me from depression. I had a particular situation I was feeling very blue about at the end of last week but God used hubby and some good friends to encourage and bring me out of it

-He gave me the patience and wisdom to handle a trivial family situation that might have become a crisis

-For my dinner bill at Hilton that got picked up by someone

-For giving me direction and helping me to know what to do at the right time

-For helping me to lose some of my weight, now I can fit back into that size 10 dress I was given! Dear God, thank you..but I still need your help on this…

-And I thank God for my hubby who always knows how to make me laugh….even when things don’t seem too right…


Our God is a good God. You only need to look deep enough to know there’s always a reason to thank Him. He’s worthy of our praises! What are you thankful for?


Ps: My people, abeg I am raising an appeal fund for a new laptop so if God has laid it on your heart, pls do not hesitate to obey Him..lol...Really does anyone know if and where there is a HP service centre in Abuja?


* If a child appreciates the goodness of yesterday, he will be able to receive more

A day at the amusement park

It’s a Sunday afternoon, I’m seated in the living room with my laptop in front of me, jumping from one blog to another, reading, laughing and leaving comments…the TV tuned to Africa Magic, watching a very silly Yoruba movie and chit chatting with hubby all at the same time…he’s holding a glass of cold chocolate and I think ok, maybe I should update my blog…

Last week we had guests, our friends from Lagos came to spend the New year with us and it was fun, they were supposed to leave on Saturday but somehow we convinced them to change their flight to Sunday …I’ve been meaning to visit the amusement park since we moved to Abuja but somehow it hadn’t happened so I convinced the whole crew and off we went to the Amusement park.

It’s called Wonderland and we paid the required fee at the entrance (I’ve forgotten how much we paid), the guys picked up the bill. We decided to walk around the place first before choosing the rides to go on. Our first stop was something called the Pirate ship, it was a ship suspended in the air with some iron like things, pardon me, I don’t know how to describe it. But the pully kinda goes back and forth with the ship swaying from one side to the other. The people on it were screaming and we wondered what they were screaming about. One of our friends was convinced it couldn’t be that bad considering they had been on a more difficult one in SA so we continued our walk.

We went to do the bumper rides and it was fun, it felt like being kids again…it took me back to age 9 when the Ibadan Amusement park was still new and we’d go there to have fun, Yes it was a lot of fun. Hubby said he’d watch so four of us went and rode the bumper cars while hubby captured the moment on video. It was fun, we were laughing and bumping into each other. The ride was too short though, the space wasn’t enough for the cars and it was sort of an anti climax. It ended just when it was being the most fun..but it was fun all the same. I was a kid again! I’m always a kid anyway, people are surprised when they learn I’m just a year away from being thirty (oops, there I told you my age, but isn’t it just a number?)

So we decided it was the Pirate ship next. My friend said she wasn’t going on it, she’d be too scared. We all convinced her and I even told hubby it would give us a chance to make out in our own seat…lol…well we went on the ship, I was really excited. Then the ride started, oh it was the ride of my life..i must say I’ve never been on anything like that. As the ship swayed from side to side doing about 180 degrees turn (hope I’m right cos my maths sucks), I felt like I was coming out of my body and the only thing I could do was scream, scream like I heard those people who were on it earlier did. I was not only screaming, yours truly was shouting yeeeh…one of our friends was at the back and we had recently watched Jenifa (that Yoruba movie, the first part cracked us up) and he said no Writefreak, say ouch, not yeeh and I said ‘Nooooo…it’s yeeeh not ouch’ and continued screaming. All of hubby’s attempts to keep his wife quiet went futile, I didn’t even remember I wanted to make out, the only contact I remember having with me though he was by my side was grabbing his jeans and shouting yeeeeeeh! I think I even teared up at some point, not sure. I looked to the side, my friend wasn’t shouting but it was obvious whatever was happening in that seat between her and her hubby, we’d all pay for it later.

I only got comfortable just as the ride was coming to an end, by then my throat ached! I was glad to come down from that ship, that made me feel like I was coming out of my body. It was wild and crazy fun. Will I do it again? Yes! I’m crazy I know but now I know what to expect and I will definitely have the Mr beside me the next time so I can make good on my promise to make out on a pirate ship suspended in the air…that’s if I’m not screaming again and begging them to stop!

Apparently my friend had threatened to divorce her husband if he didn’t make them stop..she had been saying ‘I’m not marrying you again’ to him. She was shaking when we got off and was useless the rest of our stay at the Amusement park. Not me, I was ready to try other things although my throat burned from too much screaming.

First I opted for a ride that’ll calm me after all the excitement. I convinced hubby to go on a ride where we’d see the whole city from up and just go round, I’ve forgotten the name. We were up there waving at our friends (the other guys thought it was a sissy ride, I didn’t care…and I love my hubby, he humours me). It was calming, just getting fresh breeze and looking at the world from up there, it ended too soon and it wasn’t scary at all!

My friend’s husband was still petting her when we came down ..in my head I was like haba no be the same ride. She was dolling out warnings to him quietly and shaking. We didn’t force her now though we convinced her. We were all scared up there but hey we’ve come down, move on and have some fun, but no way!

There was some water ride which hubby and I and our other friend with no Mrs went to look at, I seriously wanted to get on it but they didn’t want to get wet. There was another dangerous ride, we went there, my friend left his Mrs to calm down. I heard a girl screaming there but I was like, if I went through that pirate ship, I can do this too. The cars go up and down some kinda maze and bump into the sides of the iron maze. I wanted to ride with my Mr but thanks to his long legs, we couldn’t so I had to go alone. I was scared to pieces but I wasn’t chickening out…not when I’d said I’m a tough girl.

So I got in my own car. Held on to the iron rail very well and watch myself travel up and down bumping into things. It was like playing real life car race only I was alone and bumping myself. Was it fun? I’m not sure cos I felt like I was hurting myself for nothing but putting up my face and feeling the breeze while I did that was. What’s life without some excitement? Some adrenaline rush!

We ended it with another go on the bumper cars, my friend was still too shaken to come so she stayed behind with our friend without the Mrs and hubby joined in this time. It was fun bumping into ourselves but once again, the ride was too short and my car sorta liked to drive only in reverse

For me it was fun, crazy fun, reliving my childhood and being kids again with my hubby and friends. Who wants to grow up when you can be a child? lol

Thankful Wednesday

''Draw near to God and He will draw near to you. Cleanse your hands, you sinners; and purify your hearts, you double-minded...'' James 4:8 (NKJV)

I feel Him nudging my heart and telling me to acknowledge Him more in everything even the little things of life...My praise is not enough. When we praise Him, He appears on the scene and dwells in our praise!

So from now till when God tells me to do something else, i will be dedicating my Wednesday posts to thanking Him and picking out some things i'm thankful for...He's a good God, there's always a reason to praise Him.

I am thankful to God for these reasons:

1. For making hubby and i see a new year

2. For giving me the strength to go jogging almost everyday

3. For giving us a house that met most of our specification contrary to people's negative opinion

4. For aloted and her hubby whose first wedding anniversary is in a few days (she used me no be small for this wedding)

5. For my health and hubby's. E don tey wey we enter hospital, glory be to God

6. For HIs faithfulness to me even when i shenk Him and refuse to acknowledge His presence

7. For the lovely gifts i got over Christmas

8. For the idea brewing in my heart that He will bring to pass...

For these and more o Lord i am thankful.

My God you're faithful and no one compares to you

Heaven and earth declare your wondrous works o my father
Great is your faithfulness!


On a light note, i was jogging a few days ago and willing myself to go on when i heard a loud honk, i knew it belonged to a truck only for me to look beside me and all the people in the truck were hailing me and shouting well done! 9ja for life!

A police officer also asked me if he could join me and i told him to come along, he said not to worry, he would follow me in his car, lol...hubby said the guy for just die, when last did he exercise? lol

It's a New Dawn

Welcome to 2009...the year the Lord has made.

2008 is gone, it's a new dawn, a new season, a new day

Many great things happened in the past year, some moments were thrilling, some were sad, some we hoped never to have again...the year is gone now, never to come back...

For the past year, i am so thankful, the good Lord saw me through it, and us all and has brought us to see a new year, that is enough reason to sing His worship.

I am set for new things, i am not looking back, i am making new decisions, decision determines your destiny, i'm not making resolutions...decision...discipline...
Just reposting this to check my blog feed, i have an issue with the feed, it seems to be showing my last post as 2 weeks ago so i need to check...pls bear with me...


I am making decisions that will determine my future and preparing myself for the future the Lord has prepared for me..

He has prepared a future for you also, prepare yourself...

With excitement i go into this year, let's go in with a song of praise in our hearts and a prayer on our lips...may this be the best year you ever lived!

May you never have a better last year!

Much love

Ps: To those who read my blogs in 2008, thank you so much, for your wonderful comments, i really am grateful. Blogville, you've shared my laughter moments and my moments of grief. You guys have been there for me and i am most grateful to you all...for being like a family.