Can’t say it was love at first sight because we have been working at the same organization for over a year without saying much to each other. I remember thinking to myself once that this new guy has nice shirts and dresses well. I also remember thinking to myself this guy is arrogant and unfriendly.
At some point, we started talking especially when he moved to my hood, he tried hooking me up with his best friend as well. When a bike man ran into my car and took out my doors, I and my brother hitched with him for about 2 weeks to VI.
Anyways, I was ill and din’t come to work for about a week, he called me to say he hasn’t seen me at work, after asking about my health, he went to real reason why he noticed I wasn’t at work (although he won’t admit this!!!), his friend was celebrating his birthday in the hood and I guess they were looking to invite as many babes as possible, so he said I should drop by if I felt better that day.
On the Saturday of the party, I was feeling much better and tired of staying in bed, so I dressed up, went for the party, planning to stay one hour max!, got there he mixed a cocktail for me, and somehow we started talking, he told me about business school, about his career aspirations, his 5-year goal, a lot of serious stuff and I sat there so fascinated, I was really tripped and thinking to myself, wow! He has it all figured out, what a focused guy, what an intelligent guy. We talked for ages, sipping on cocktail, later I found out that other folks at the party thought we were dating or had a thing going but it was a very platonic, sensible conversation majorly (till today, he says, for once in his life he actually had no ulterior motive). Anyways, time to go and he held my hands , looked into my eyes and said don’t go yet babe, the party has barely started. That’s when I felt the chemistry, I scampered home fast. Before is slept, I replayed the whole day in my head, wondered if it was the alcohol that got things twisted in my head, if he acted weirdly, if I acted wierdly, if I gave wrong vibes, if he had a girlfriend, etc , I shrugged it off and slept.
By Monday, the next week, I had almost forgotten the weekend, he started giving me really weird vibes, e.g. a very cute smile when he passes my desk, buying me breakfast or lunch everyday, from there we graduated to chatting on gtalk occasionally, then to texting back and forth and stuff like that. Invited him to mid week service, when we were chatting one day and it was time for me to go to church (he started coming with me religiously), then I invited him to a musical concert at church on a Saturday and he came, the next day Sunday, he came to church without invitation, I just saw him during offering and my heart skipped a beat, that’s when I knew I was in trouble.
Anyways, after about a month or less of all that, we went on our first real date to a very nice lounge on a real date, he told me about his family and their various antics which was really fascinating because my family is relatively small, normal and boring, just us three kids and the parents, he told me about his sisters, their kids, but what distinguished the date, was the way he looked at me, I could hear the sincerity in his voice, also he asked about my education, no guy has ever asked if I wanted to do a masters or what my career aspirations are, the date was really really deep for a first date.
Within the next month, I mentioned I was stressed out, wanted a vacation, (I had used all my previous vacation for my professional exams, this was my first vacation after qualifying professionally) but dint want to take time off and just be at home to be doing house work for my parents, so he invited me to his sister’s house in Port Harcourt, had no intention of going so I said I would think about it, my plan was to just post him endlessly, but somewhere along the line, I decided to go, so off we went to shell camp, port Harcourt for a week, his sister and her family were so nice and welcoming, I got to know him a lot better within that week, I got to see that family was important to him, I saw how great he was with his nephews, we shared with each other deep secrets, I spoke with his mum on the phone that week and he told me he loved me that week, I started falling in love with him that week. When the week was over I was sad to go back to Lagos, sad to go back to work.
We got back to the office, thought it would be weird but it wasn’t. It was like we were in a world of our won really, we saw each other everyday at work, and every weekend. Anyways, the next month, his friend was getting married in Abuja, so I went with him, met his other sister and her family in Abuja. Within the next five months I met his sister who lived in Lagos but was on vacation somewhere in Europe, then met his mum when she came back from the states, then he met my mum, and life went on till the proposal on my birthday.
Dating my colleague turned out to be not hard and awkward as I thought It would be, even though everybody at the office knew, cuz you can’t really hide love especially when it is mixed with romance and passion, it had it perks, seeing him everyday, having him smile at me everyday, being able to discuss work and work related activities everyday, the random breakfast, or lunch, or chocolates, or cake or muffins he treats me to. Infact changing jobs, which we are working on would get some getting used to.
Of course, we have our misunderstandings, quarrels, and down times but I have no shadow of doubt that I am marrying the man God designed for me, specially and custom made. I am glad and grateful, I was able to redeem the pledge which I made in church barely a year ago when I sowed that covenant seed. I am at a point where i can say i am very happy, my soul is happy, my skin is glowing (LOL). I guess all is well that ends well.
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Finding love in the least likely place
As most of y’all know, I dated my ex for 6 years, he was my first boyfriend and we started dating in year two. He was tall, sweet, kind, selfless and things were almost perfect up till the point he was suspended from school for a session, which meant he had to graduate a year after me, he was so depressed and discouraged, I did my best to encourage him, endlessly scoured the bible for encouraging scriptures, etc. I remember telling him to see the situation like someone that came to school to study a five year course as opposed to a four year course
Unfortunately, the one extra year, led to another extra year, and another extra year, I began to resent the whole process, it was ridiculous to me, because, by that time I had finished nysc, had a decent job, became independent of my parents and he was still battling with school issues, I resented the fact that he was having carry overs upon carry overs, like really how hard was it to read?i resented the fact that i had to lie to my family, because my mom kept asking how he was! where he served? where he was working now? and i couldn't exactly say Hey mummy, he is still in school, three years after i had graduated.
However, I kept praying and fasting for him, for the nightmare to be over, 80% of the prayer request in my prayer book from 2006 - 2009 was about him and his situation.
Of course, we started quarreling about money, my office was close to the bank where my salary account was domiciled, so I gave him my ATM card and used my cheque book when I needed to, I cleared my account to contribute to his school fees once because his folks got tired of the endless regular school and summer school programmes, still i was too proud, not humble, not sensitive enough in his onw words about his situation. I wasn’t perfect cause looking back, I should have known that he was feeling emasculated and could have been more sensitive, but the whole situation was troubling and I wondered if i should break up with him
Anyways, things were not good, but not too bad until the physical abuse started, first was a slap, which I forgave cuz, my friends said I shouldn’t have said “if you were man enough” to a man that had self-esteem issues.
Then came the beating a year after which I forgave too, after much deliberation and tabling the matter on this blog i took a break from the relationship but maybe out of fear of the unknown or the fear of forfeiting all I had invested into the relationship (time, money, emotions, etc)i forgave him and took him back and we celebrated our fifth year together .
But a year after, a third beating after, one of the worse and most traumatic event of my life a year which he locked me in the house and acted like a mad man, said all sorts, I needed no shrink or counsellor to tell me it was time to flee for my dear life.
By then my perfect on paper guy had moved on. It was really tough period, lost about 9kg, cried a lot, pondered a lot, prayed a lot, went through bouts of sadness, i felt so so disappointed, i learnt my heart could literally
However i healed, sowed a covenant seed in church and proceeded to have fun, hung out with guys, went on dinner dates, went on drink dates, mostly with ND until I met my prince charming in the most unlikely place. THE OFFICE.
I have always hated office romance and could never imagine dating my fellow colleague. Details on how my heart won my head up in the next post. This is already very long as it is.
Unfortunately, the one extra year, led to another extra year, and another extra year, I began to resent the whole process, it was ridiculous to me, because, by that time I had finished nysc, had a decent job, became independent of my parents and he was still battling with school issues, I resented the fact that he was having carry overs upon carry overs, like really how hard was it to read?i resented the fact that i had to lie to my family, because my mom kept asking how he was! where he served? where he was working now? and i couldn't exactly say Hey mummy, he is still in school, three years after i had graduated.
However, I kept praying and fasting for him, for the nightmare to be over, 80% of the prayer request in my prayer book from 2006 - 2009 was about him and his situation.
Of course, we started quarreling about money, my office was close to the bank where my salary account was domiciled, so I gave him my ATM card and used my cheque book when I needed to, I cleared my account to contribute to his school fees once because his folks got tired of the endless regular school and summer school programmes, still i was too proud, not humble, not sensitive enough in his onw words about his situation. I wasn’t perfect cause looking back, I should have known that he was feeling emasculated and could have been more sensitive, but the whole situation was troubling and I wondered if i should break up with him
Anyways, things were not good, but not too bad until the physical abuse started, first was a slap, which I forgave cuz, my friends said I shouldn’t have said “if you were man enough” to a man that had self-esteem issues.
Then came the beating a year after which I forgave too, after much deliberation and tabling the matter on this blog i took a break from the relationship but maybe out of fear of the unknown or the fear of forfeiting all I had invested into the relationship (time, money, emotions, etc)i forgave him and took him back and we celebrated our fifth year together .
But a year after, a third beating after, one of the worse and most traumatic event of my life a year which he locked me in the house and acted like a mad man, said all sorts, I needed no shrink or counsellor to tell me it was time to flee for my dear life.
By then my perfect on paper guy had moved on. It was really tough period, lost about 9kg, cried a lot, pondered a lot, prayed a lot, went through bouts of sadness, i felt so so disappointed, i learnt my heart could literally
However i healed, sowed a covenant seed in church and proceeded to have fun, hung out with guys, went on dinner dates, went on drink dates, mostly with ND until I met my prince charming in the most unlikely place. THE OFFICE.
I have always hated office romance and could never imagine dating my fellow colleague. Details on how my heart won my head up in the next post. This is already very long as it is.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
The Dress
Many girls dream about their wedding day before they are old enough to date, fortunately or unfortunately, I am not one of those girls. I have no wedding day envisioned in my mind, so people say “hope you get the wedding of your dreams”, I wonder if it is odd to reply “I actually have no dreams”. LOL.
The only thing I am sure about is that I don’t want a white wedding dress, maybe diamond white, but preferably ivory.
After copping the ring, I worked on the budget and the workplan which scheduled activities to start in August, and was prepared to just sit back and wait till august, however, my friends have been drumming continuously that I cannot plan a wedding in five months that I need to start NOW. No be money them dey use start planning?
Anyways, over the weekend, my friend that got engaged about the same time buzzed me to say she had ordered her wedding dress and I’m thinking to myself already??then she says it would take 5-6 months to be ready. Apparently that is the lifespan of ordering a decent dress, that chilled me out o! it means August would be cutting it close for “the dress”. Anyways she gave me a list of designers to check out Maggie Sottero, Oleg Cassinni, Anfred Angelo and a host of others.
I heard the UK is a very expensive place to get a dress and the US is better, however, me I no get power for US embassy stress, this means ordering online and fitting in Nigeria, which is beginning to seem like a long thing.
So another friend gave me the name and number of a Nigerian designer called Valerie Davids who schooled under Yemi Kosibah and I have an appointment to see her sometime next week, to see what she has done in the past, timelines, and pricing. I’m supposed to go with pictures so I guess its time to start checking out wedding dresses YAY!!!!
Any ideas of any good designer here or abroad or any tips/ hints/ etc to share?
I guess I also have to inform the bridesmaid officially because the two I have told unofficially are itching to pick their dress as well.
Happy new month by the way. The fiancé was promoted today, so I guess it’s going to be a great month.
The only thing I am sure about is that I don’t want a white wedding dress, maybe diamond white, but preferably ivory.
After copping the ring, I worked on the budget and the workplan which scheduled activities to start in August, and was prepared to just sit back and wait till august, however, my friends have been drumming continuously that I cannot plan a wedding in five months that I need to start NOW. No be money them dey use start planning?
Anyways, over the weekend, my friend that got engaged about the same time buzzed me to say she had ordered her wedding dress and I’m thinking to myself already??then she says it would take 5-6 months to be ready. Apparently that is the lifespan of ordering a decent dress, that chilled me out o! it means August would be cutting it close for “the dress”. Anyways she gave me a list of designers to check out Maggie Sottero, Oleg Cassinni, Anfred Angelo and a host of others.
I heard the UK is a very expensive place to get a dress and the US is better, however, me I no get power for US embassy stress, this means ordering online and fitting in Nigeria, which is beginning to seem like a long thing.
So another friend gave me the name and number of a Nigerian designer called Valerie Davids who schooled under Yemi Kosibah and I have an appointment to see her sometime next week, to see what she has done in the past, timelines, and pricing. I’m supposed to go with pictures so I guess its time to start checking out wedding dresses YAY!!!!
Any ideas of any good designer here or abroad or any tips/ hints/ etc to share?
I guess I also have to inform the bridesmaid officially because the two I have told unofficially are itching to pick their dress as well.
Happy new month by the way. The fiancé was promoted today, so I guess it’s going to be a great month.
Monday, May 9, 2011
First Hurdle Crossed
Spoke with my father on Saturday. Apologized first before stating my point and I guess it was a typical “daddy afraid to lose daughter reaction”. Cuz he had met my boo on numerous occasions, infact after I went to meet his mum when she got back from the US, he came to meet my parents, though it was nothing formal.
Anyways, the conversation was weird. He asked me where we met and how we started dating, his strengths, his weaknesses, at least two quarrels we have had in he past and how we settled, his family, his relationship with his family, his educational and professional qualifications, how he got born again, his church, his ministry, his baptism, etc. This whole talk took more than two hours.
My dad told me that from the little interactions they have had, that he really likes him and he sounded really intelligent (cuz they were able to talk on numerous topics) compared to my ex (insert embarrassed smiley here) and he is happy cuz I’m intelligent and he knows I need a man equally or more intelligent so I can have a balanced marriage. He then prayed for me. I cried a bit. LOL
So he said the boyfriend can come anytime, so he is coming next weekend. I’m really relieved and thankful to my mom for the part she played in all of this.
Anyways, the day after my birthday / the proposal. The boyfriend’s family called me one after the other to wish me happy birthday and also to say congrats on the engagement. His mum said “my daughter, welcome to the family”. LOL. Its weird cuz I always wanted a sister (being the only daughter of my parents). Now I am inheriting 5 sisters (cuz he is the only son of his parents).
So my friend sent me her wedding excel sheet with the budget and detailed tasks( I want to be really organized plus i'm an accountant so…). Total amount was 5.5 million. And I was at the wedding it was very nice and classy but nothing out of this world. Chilled me out o!. I really don’t want the wedding to cost so much was thinking more of 3-3.5 million max (kitchen and upgrading bachelor's pad to habitable home plus honey moon inclusive). Anyways let us see how it goes.
Anyways, the conversation was weird. He asked me where we met and how we started dating, his strengths, his weaknesses, at least two quarrels we have had in he past and how we settled, his family, his relationship with his family, his educational and professional qualifications, how he got born again, his church, his ministry, his baptism, etc. This whole talk took more than two hours.
My dad told me that from the little interactions they have had, that he really likes him and he sounded really intelligent (cuz they were able to talk on numerous topics) compared to my ex (insert embarrassed smiley here) and he is happy cuz I’m intelligent and he knows I need a man equally or more intelligent so I can have a balanced marriage. He then prayed for me. I cried a bit. LOL
So he said the boyfriend can come anytime, so he is coming next weekend. I’m really relieved and thankful to my mom for the part she played in all of this.
Anyways, the day after my birthday / the proposal. The boyfriend’s family called me one after the other to wish me happy birthday and also to say congrats on the engagement. His mum said “my daughter, welcome to the family”. LOL. Its weird cuz I always wanted a sister (being the only daughter of my parents). Now I am inheriting 5 sisters (cuz he is the only son of his parents).
So my friend sent me her wedding excel sheet with the budget and detailed tasks( I want to be really organized plus i'm an accountant so…). Total amount was 5.5 million. And I was at the wedding it was very nice and classy but nothing out of this world. Chilled me out o!. I really don’t want the wedding to cost so much was thinking more of 3-3.5 million max (kitchen and upgrading bachelor's pad to habitable home plus honey moon inclusive). Anyways let us see how it goes.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Birthday with Diamonds
So i turned 25 yesterday
Birthday celebrations started on Friday night, when i went clubbing with my girls. It was a night filled with dancing, catching up and champagne. I ended up not spending a dime thanks to all the men we met and left in the club.
Luckily the my birthday was on a holiday because of the workers day. Decided to cook fried rice with prawns and turkey for my family. Spent the day receiving phone calls, BBMs and facebook notification. The boyfriend was working during the day, although he dropped by briefly to drop my birthday cake and cards.
We were billed to have dinner at southern sun @ Ikoyi, however, work took up most of his time and by the time he finally came at 9ish i wasn’t up for food or the outing. I was in a low-key mode cuz of the waiting and also the mechanic had ruined my car and it wasn’t coming on. So i asked that dinner be moved to today (after work). He agrees and said to drop him off at the hotel were they were working (he still had to work all night), so i could keep his car (since mine wasn’t coming on and i needed to get to work the next day).
At the hotel room he brings out this cute white box, opens it to reveal the most beautiful ring i have seen in my entire life, went on one knee and asked me to marry him. I can’t remember the exact words cause i was sorta overwhelmed (LOL). I said yes, so i’m engaged. The ring is really pretty and it came with certificates for the diamond and bla blab la. Tried uploading a picture, but i need to resize. Il upload later.
Got home and showed my parents, my mom was very happy, my dad sorta dampened my excitement by saying “how can you accept a ring when you haven’t discussed with your dad? Is that the way i brought you up? And bla bla, infact him and mumc almost started quarrelling. Anyways my dad is no stranger to controversies. Anything that is not his idea or his initiative shall always be met with resistance.
Anyways i guess the blog would now be about engagement / wedding stories.
Last year i had my worst birthday ever and this year i had my best ever.
Birthday celebrations started on Friday night, when i went clubbing with my girls. It was a night filled with dancing, catching up and champagne. I ended up not spending a dime thanks to all the men we met and left in the club.
Luckily the my birthday was on a holiday because of the workers day. Decided to cook fried rice with prawns and turkey for my family. Spent the day receiving phone calls, BBMs and facebook notification. The boyfriend was working during the day, although he dropped by briefly to drop my birthday cake and cards.
We were billed to have dinner at southern sun @ Ikoyi, however, work took up most of his time and by the time he finally came at 9ish i wasn’t up for food or the outing. I was in a low-key mode cuz of the waiting and also the mechanic had ruined my car and it wasn’t coming on. So i asked that dinner be moved to today (after work). He agrees and said to drop him off at the hotel were they were working (he still had to work all night), so i could keep his car (since mine wasn’t coming on and i needed to get to work the next day).
At the hotel room he brings out this cute white box, opens it to reveal the most beautiful ring i have seen in my entire life, went on one knee and asked me to marry him. I can’t remember the exact words cause i was sorta overwhelmed (LOL). I said yes, so i’m engaged. The ring is really pretty and it came with certificates for the diamond and bla blab la. Tried uploading a picture, but i need to resize. Il upload later.
Got home and showed my parents, my mom was very happy, my dad sorta dampened my excitement by saying “how can you accept a ring when you haven’t discussed with your dad? Is that the way i brought you up? And bla bla, infact him and mumc almost started quarrelling. Anyways my dad is no stranger to controversies. Anything that is not his idea or his initiative shall always be met with resistance.
Anyways i guess the blog would now be about engagement / wedding stories.
Last year i had my worst birthday ever and this year i had my best ever.
Friday, January 21, 2011
tagged - a lil late but HEY
So i was tagged by H and P.E.T Projects and Blessing and Him and Her and naijalines and @ilola
The rules are as follows:
1. Thank the person who gave you the award and link back to them in your post. (Thanks Guys)
2. Tell us 7 things about yourself.
3. Award 15 other bloggers.
4. Contact these bloggers and let them know that they have won.
So here goes nothing really:
I have the worst sense of direction ever! I can go to a place ten times and still ask for direction. Infact when I still stayed on the mainland, they removed that celtel billboard you can see on third mainland and I wondered if I was truly on third mainland or lost as usual. LOL
I believe love is life
I hate seeing things in their multiples…it gives me GOOSEBUMPS
I love that my boyfriend writes me poetry
I believe the longer the relationship the less likely it is to lead to marriage
I have the worst menstrual pain ever known to mankind and yet to be unraveled by doctors
I believe that God answereth by fire
I am sure everyone has done this so....
The rules are as follows:
1. Thank the person who gave you the award and link back to them in your post. (Thanks Guys)
2. Tell us 7 things about yourself.
3. Award 15 other bloggers.
4. Contact these bloggers and let them know that they have won.
So here goes nothing really:
I have the worst sense of direction ever! I can go to a place ten times and still ask for direction. Infact when I still stayed on the mainland, they removed that celtel billboard you can see on third mainland and I wondered if I was truly on third mainland or lost as usual. LOL
I believe love is life
I hate seeing things in their multiples…it gives me GOOSEBUMPS
I love that my boyfriend writes me poetry
I believe the longer the relationship the less likely it is to lead to marriage
I have the worst menstrual pain ever known to mankind and yet to be unraveled by doctors
I believe that God answereth by fire
I am sure everyone has done this so....
Saturday, January 8, 2011
2011 ...renewed hope
2010 promised so much and delivered so not as much.
I wept emotionally and financially
Discouragement, disappointment and depression were my companions
There were days i had no cash...literally in my purse or in the bank
Salaries were delayed and not even paid out-rightly for three months stretch
my younger brother couldn't return to school...no money to pay his fees
I was called from the office one day that my dad was found unconscious at home
my 6 year relationship crumbled
Misfortunes came in triples
it rained..it poured
all gloom..all doom
But i trusted God
I remembered everything he has done for me in the past
I called upon him
and he answered
He showed me great and mighty things i couldn't dare dream of
He showed me i wasn't alone
He gave me triple for my troubles
laughter for every tear
I couldn't ask for a more perfect end to the year
Indeed God is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow
This year, i am hoping to be more true to him
Pay my tithe regularly
Have my devotional everyday
go to church and mid week service regularly, etc
If you are going through a hard time at the moment
just hang in there
God is able
and shall give you joy for your mourning
Just the way morning comes after night without fail
Happy 2011
Keep the faith
I wept emotionally and financially
Discouragement, disappointment and depression were my companions
There were days i had no cash...literally in my purse or in the bank
Salaries were delayed and not even paid out-rightly for three months stretch
my younger brother couldn't return to school...no money to pay his fees
I was called from the office one day that my dad was found unconscious at home
my 6 year relationship crumbled
Misfortunes came in triples
it rained..it poured
all gloom..all doom
But i trusted God
I remembered everything he has done for me in the past
I called upon him
and he answered
He showed me great and mighty things i couldn't dare dream of
He showed me i wasn't alone
He gave me triple for my troubles
laughter for every tear
I couldn't ask for a more perfect end to the year
Indeed God is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow
This year, i am hoping to be more true to him
Pay my tithe regularly
Have my devotional everyday
go to church and mid week service regularly, etc
If you are going through a hard time at the moment
just hang in there
God is able
and shall give you joy for your mourning
Just the way morning comes after night without fail
Happy 2011
Keep the faith
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Still in Abuja
Still in Abuja and it has been a mini vacation. Work does not resume till 9 and by 5.30 at the latest i am back to the hotel room.
Free food can be a bitch as awoof they really run belle...haven't put on weight though cuz i go to the gym every day.
My BFF just flew in from the UK..cant wait to see her
I miss my boyfriend..but his sisters (here in Abuja) have done a good job of spoiling me
There seem to be a lot of money in this town...some of my friends, with no clear source of income are living really big
The men are big time ashewos..them no dey use eye see yallow, fine girl.
Cant believe next weekend is Christmas...it just hasn't caught on..might be because i am not in Lagos tho
My parents are traveling..am sorta excited to spend xmas without all them family reunion stuff for once
This year has been the most sporadic year of my life..honestly..i'v had ups and downs..highs and lows..peaks and valleys....
but am really grateful that i am in a great place emotionally and financially at the moment
Merry Xmas
Free food can be a bitch as awoof they really run belle...haven't put on weight though cuz i go to the gym every day.
My BFF just flew in from the UK..cant wait to see her
I miss my boyfriend..but his sisters (here in Abuja) have done a good job of spoiling me
There seem to be a lot of money in this town...some of my friends, with no clear source of income are living really big
The men are big time ashewos..them no dey use eye see yallow, fine girl.
Cant believe next weekend is Christmas...it just hasn't caught on..might be because i am not in Lagos tho
My parents are traveling..am sorta excited to spend xmas without all them family reunion stuff for once
This year has been the most sporadic year of my life..honestly..i'v had ups and downs..highs and lows..peaks and valleys....
but am really grateful that i am in a great place emotionally and financially at the moment
Merry Xmas
Monday, November 8, 2010
Me+Update+Random
I don’t need a mirror to tell me that i have put on so much weight...earlier in the year i lost so much weight that my shoe size dropped from 40 to 39..i went to dress sizes down (from a 12 to an 8). But the weight is back again...i guess i have enjoyed one romantic dinner to many, i am somewhere between a ten and a twelve (UK) now and my size 8 shirts do not fit again.. sad..i am thinking of paying for pro flex gym for a month.kai! but the money....either ways dieting begins today.
For those of you that called on me to redeem myself, i tried this weekend o! Made goat meat pepper soup and fried rice and i guess it came out well. The boyfriend was pleased (dont think he had the pepper soup though)
In totally unrelated news, i got this call from some strange dude last week, after introducing himself, he said my cousin who is his mutual friend gave me his number, that he is looking for a girl to settle down from his(my) village and i came in highly recommended, that how old am I? That he doesn’t want anyone above 28...i laughed and said i wasn’t in the market and hung up...the next day my cousin called me and pleaded with me to just meet the guy, blab la, after giving him a piece of my mind for giving my number out without consent and blab la, i agreed to hang out with this dude..
So come Friday, he asks that we do dinner, i say no lunch and he says where i say chose..he settled for sweet sensation...i am not a fan..but hey, .anyways got there some mins before him, immediately he walks in and locates me, he says he is starving and practically runs to the counter leaving me behind. I have never been so amazed or laughed so hard my entire life..no need to bore you all with the date, but il summarize by saying he would never ever pick up the phone to call me again.
This week, i am off to Abuja for a month project..so no driving, no Lagos stress, waking up at 4.30 or traffic for me..for one whole month...i hope the hotel has a gym though..
Be safe and blessed people
For those of you that called on me to redeem myself, i tried this weekend o! Made goat meat pepper soup and fried rice and i guess it came out well. The boyfriend was pleased (dont think he had the pepper soup though)
In totally unrelated news, i got this call from some strange dude last week, after introducing himself, he said my cousin who is his mutual friend gave me his number, that he is looking for a girl to settle down from his(my) village and i came in highly recommended, that how old am I? That he doesn’t want anyone above 28...i laughed and said i wasn’t in the market and hung up...the next day my cousin called me and pleaded with me to just meet the guy, blab la, after giving him a piece of my mind for giving my number out without consent and blab la, i agreed to hang out with this dude..
So come Friday, he asks that we do dinner, i say no lunch and he says where i say chose..he settled for sweet sensation...i am not a fan..but hey, .anyways got there some mins before him, immediately he walks in and locates me, he says he is starving and practically runs to the counter leaving me behind. I have never been so amazed or laughed so hard my entire life..no need to bore you all with the date, but il summarize by saying he would never ever pick up the phone to call me again.
This week, i am off to Abuja for a month project..so no driving, no Lagos stress, waking up at 4.30 or traffic for me..for one whole month...i hope the hotel has a gym though..
Be safe and blessed people
Friday, October 29, 2010
Mini update
Two week back, I decided to cook for the boyfriend, to reciprocate his “many” kind acts. Before then, I had only made yam & eggs & for him, which is his best meal actually.
I wasn’t up for chopping stuff, so fried rice was outta it, so I decided to cook white rice, turkey stew and plantain.
Had grilled the turkey, cooked the rice, was making the stew….when I slept off.. . The stew was burnt black, he ate it like that though, but I couldn’t even manage to eat it..he had to buy me dinner later..since then i have been feeling kinda weird.
Just decided to do a mini update, I am stressed out at the moment.
I need a new job..if your company is looking for a chartered accountant, or a financial consultant hola @ me…
Have a good weekend people
P.S is it true that there is a sallah holiday again in November?
I wasn’t up for chopping stuff, so fried rice was outta it, so I decided to cook white rice, turkey stew and plantain.
Had grilled the turkey, cooked the rice, was making the stew….when I slept off.. . The stew was burnt black, he ate it like that though, but I couldn’t even manage to eat it..he had to buy me dinner later..since then i have been feeling kinda weird.
Just decided to do a mini update, I am stressed out at the moment.
I need a new job..if your company is looking for a chartered accountant, or a financial consultant hola @ me…
Have a good weekend people
P.S is it true that there is a sallah holiday again in November?
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