SANCTIFIED SUNDAY: REFRESHING BEGINNING

Hello my lovely, blessed, special, loyal and faithful people. I know it’s been ages since I last updated a post and I can’t even believe it myself that I have been away from this page, one I used to visit every day. I am so sorry that I have been away for so long and there is so much that I want to say but honestly do not know where to start. Maybe I should start by saying Happy New Month!!!! ( even though this is the 10^th of the month, it’s better late than never). Hope you all are doing great.

So much has happened since the last time I put up a post that you all would not even believe but I will give you all the gist as time goes by. The first thing I have to say is that I recently relocated (though for a short period) to a totally different continent and have been very busy with settling in and getting my s&*%# in order. I must say, it hasn't been easy at all but I serve a living God and he has definitely seen me through. He has really showed me how to be still and know that he is God. To all those, that knew (even though less than a handful) and supported me all through, I just want to use this medium to say thank you and I really do appreciate your friendship. To all those that came on the morning of my departure and cleared my wardrobe (you know yourselves too) just know that I am naked in this town because of you people..Okay lol, am just kidding..love you girls.. and finally to all those that kept hounding me about my next post, hmm I am flattered O! I no know say una like am like this but I am really grateful. It is you guys that keep me motivated (hmm, why am I sounding like certain people that we all know, even though I haven’t attained that status). I may not have many followers and viewers but the few I have, I love and appreciate.

I really missed blogging and though I do not promise that I will be consistent over the next couple of weeks, know that I will try my best to put up posts as much as possible though it’s not easy as I do not have friends here to help take pictures. Due to this, majority of my posts would be write-ups and if you enjoy the “Surviving Lagos” series (God I hope you all do) then you are in luck as there is still loads where that came from and since I am in another city, you should expect a surviving “this place” soon.

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE. 2014 Is finally here and I count myself lucky to be one of the select few picked by God to be blessed with the gift of life to see the new year. Words cannot express my joy and happiness to God for his ever abounding mercies upon me, my family (nuclear and extended), my friends (real friends not frenemies), my loved ones, admirers (I strongly want to believe you are out there), well wishers, even enemies and all those I have met along my journey of life especially in this past year.

 

SANCTIFIED SUNDAY: HOLY FAMILY

Hello my dearly beloved readers, hope everyone is making good use of this festive season. Taking out time to have all the fun the other months of the year do not permit, going for different events, carrying out all the fun activities your body permits and most of all, taking time out to visit family and friends. Speaking of family, the sermon today was mind blowing and I thank God for our new priest who dishes out his sermons without prejudice, he doesn't care what you think, he is blunt and says it as it is. He gave a lovely sermon and I cannot wait to share it with you all.

For my outfit today, nothing major, I just decided to go native and rock the new purse my lovely friend got for me. You know when you have a lovely outfit in mind and your tailor just messes it up (please bear in mind that this is not finesse couture, this is some other tailor), yeah, that’s what happened with this dress but there’s nothing I can do, as cloth costs money and I have to wear it.

MERRY CHRISTMAS IN ARREARS

Hello my lovely people. How are you enjoying the season? Hope you all went to church yesterday.

My sis and I had a small lunch thing at the house yesterday and it was a blast. There was everything to eat. From Potato wedges with tartar sauce and stewed gizzard, to fried rice and chicken (of course), special fried rice and shredded beef in green pepper sauce to ice cream mixed with diced pineapple in a pineapple cup (all homemade) to a lot of drinks and after all these you wouldn’t believe that I was so caught up in the moment that I forgot to take pictures of all the food. The company was great and we all had a great laugh. Just made me realize how grateful I am to God for the gift of life, love, laughter, family and good friends.

FAYROUZ: LE ORIGINAL

Okay so I got invited impromptu by a wonderful friend of mine to the Fayrouz L’original (Hope I got that right) event 2 nights ago. I asked O “what kind of event is it so I can know how to dress” and the response was “nothing serious, it’s just a show that has some musicians performing” and since I don’t like to over dress for music events when I know I would probably dance, I went casual.

Omo my dear brothers and sisters as I got there, I was in awe, in shock, in fact I was flabbergasted, bewildered and overwhelmed (Yes I own a dictionary). You need to see babes, Sequins evening gown things with sky high shoes, honestly everyone was dressed for an occasion, I on the other hand was dressed for a campus show (covers face).  I took one look at my friend and he was speechless. But as a correct babe that doesn't give a @#4@, I walked in there with my shoulders higher than everyone else.

Trust me, it did not end there, he handed me my VVIP pass. Now with this pass, you get something that looks like dollars but it was called the Rouz and then use it to buy “small chops” and cocktails. Now their idea of “small chops” was Chinese with dessert. I honestly must be living in a different realm because where I come from, small chops means Puff Puff, Mosa, springroll, samosa and if you are lucky, gizzard and/or snail. Hmm I did not waste time o, I made sure I swallowed a full plate of my “small chops” if you know what I mean *Wink*. The cocktails all had a touch of fayrouz and might I say, they were really nice.

The Rouz. Creative huh... I really like (would anyone die if naira looked like this?)

SURVIVING LAGOS : EPISODE II

Hey Y'all and welcome to another episode of the surviving Lagos series. Hope you can relate. Enjoy

2. Be yourself: Please know that being yourself is the one and only thing you should be. You don’t want to be known as a fake person. Do you all realize that being someone else is really tiring and difficult because know this WHAT YOU START YOU MUST FINISH. Back in secondary school when you are rude to a senior student they would tell you amidst killing you o “you are feeling rude, feel rude to the end”.

SURVIVING LAGOS: EPISODE I

Lagos, the cosmopolitan city of West Africa. The city is alive with bright lights, sky scrapers, blaring horns, beautiful beaches, wild night life, crazy parties and most of all INTERESTING PEOPLE.

I moved to this wonderful city 5yrs ago and counting and I must say that in my time here, I have seen things. Things that leave my mouth agape and probably only shut when a fly passes very close to my lips and then I concluded that it is not their fault, I am the local one. You would not understand this unless you live here, frequent here or have visited. This city has people from all works of life from all across the country and the globe. It is the New York of Nigeria. The supposed land of opportunities where who you are would either make you or break you. The city where Emeka in the village would tell his mum “mama, I am moving to Lagos” and her heart almost stops for fear that her son would never return the same. Where Halima tells her dad “Dad, I got admission into the prestigious UNILAG” and his advice would be “don’t go and join all those club girls” (I mean, come on parents, it’s not that bad na haba!!). The hustle and bustle is endless, the people are tireless and the fight to stay relevant is unending. People here probably only rest when dead as the city demands everything from you.