Baba and Okro

Baba: stop chopping okra
Me: why sir?

Baba: you can chop Ewedu, Ogbono, no problem, but not okra
Me: mi fe wahala(I don't want trouble) but @least tell me why I shouldn't eat okra and to think that I enjoy okra with goat meat and catfish(best soup)

Baba: don't ask me why, just follow what I have told you, reluctantly he opens his car door just so his inner light would shine.
Baba: look my face, have we met?
          You do see me before?
           So take what I tell you, I can't deceive you, you are my daughter.  They can read your star, and destiny when you chop okra.

Me: ok sir! ( story for the gods, baba must be a joker. This could be a myth and he felt like passing the information to me. I can't fit stop my special okra soup Mabinu sir)

Baba: you dey go church abi?
Me: huh? ( see me see local trouble, I only told him the estate with no definite address )

Baba: you don't want to answer? Hahahahaah(laughs mischievously )
Me: yes sir, I am I going to church.

Baba: you are a good woman, people have hurt you so much in the past, I can see the pain behind your smile. but please do not stop doing good. again let me tell you, if you know that you can not dash me money, then don't borrow me the money. I mean every word I am saying to you.
Me: ok sir.

Baba: if you chop okra, they can see your destiny and read your star, evil people can trap you from there. My daughter listen to all I have told you.  Ehen that your female friend kate( name change) don't worry, she would apologize
Me: at this point I had tears rolling down my blushed cheeks

Baba: don't worry, ema worry aburo mi(in Yoruba) ....
Me: Eshe sir!

Baba:  blink you are a good woman. Your innocence will save you.
Me: OMG! How did he know my name? Have I crossed path with a spirit? Now I was shaking on the sit.
 
 We got to church premise, I handed babe 500naira note, and he gave me the balance of #100, with all the revelations, I refused the money. I asked him to keep it. My people @ this point baba smiled and returned the #500 to me...

Me: baba mi kilode?( what is it father?)
Baba: you have a good heart indeed, good things are coming.

Still in shock, I collected the money and watched baba speed off into thin air, I couldn't believe belie it was the same gura gwura taxi that drove me to church.  Just maybe I have met Another SEER.


NOW I have to ask, have you ever met someone like baba? Or has a myth been told you? What was your response? Let us share...

FOOD- EGGROLL AND ZOBO

hey, my lovers...i have been away for some days, actually this chic has been to lazy to type.  again my ipad screen got broken, i haven't replaced it yet, while my Alobam got his new blackberry passport, iphone6, iphone 6+ all in one delivery. my paddy in-case you see this, there is God oooh! smile to me naaaaaa?

slaps self to reality, so i made lots of pastries over the long weekend and would love to share with us.

         EGG-ROLL- INGREDIENTS
1. FLOUR
2.SUGAR
3.EGGS
4.BAKING POWDER
5.BUTTER
6.VEGETABLE OIL
7.SALT
8.WATER


STEPS WITH PICTURES...

put flour in a clean bowel

   

 

adding baking powder and sugar in my measuring spoon

 mixing the butter in my mixed dry ingredients

 make a well in the mixed batter and add little water

  

make a dough 

  remove the shells from the boiled eggs

  

use your rolling pin and make a flat surface as above

put the boiled egg in the middle

   roll it up covering the egg

hot oil ready to fry

end product

  neatly washed zobo in the pot, ready to boil

neat ginger 

diced ginger in the pot

well i added a twist to mine by adding orange zest and it came out perfect (no artificial flavoring).  cover the pot and allow to boil.

 and here we are.


i would be uploading pictorial steps on how i baked my meat pie in some other post. i just do not want this post to be too lengthy.
 by the time i was done, hmm i had visitors  waiting for me, giving me gist while waiting for me to be done.
Enjoy and again i am sorry for the absence

Afang soup -FOOD

A plate of fresh Afang soup

So I was at home on Independence Day, home alone I must say, this gave me the luxury if time to snap while cooking.  This is a meal I enjoy so much and I would try to with pictorials teaching us how to make my afang soup.

INGREDIENTS

1. Afang aka Okazi leaves 

2. Water leaf   

3. Red oil

4. Goat meat

5. Stock fish

6. Periwinkle aka mfi

7. Cow skin aka kpomo(optional)

8.peper

9. Salt

10. Crayfish(must have)

11. Seasoning cubes

boiling my stock meat and meat

 adding palm oil to boiling stock

 adding pounded afang leaves and stir

 adding neat water leaf to the pot

 adding crayfish fried separately in hot red oil

 stir the soup, add fresh grounded pepper, seasoning, periwinkle and taste for salt

 soup is ready

 a small serving of wheat&**covers face**

 

 

 

STEPS

 

1. wash your choice of meat properly, here I used goat meat. snails also comes out nice in Afang soup. season with onions, pepper, little salt,

2. add washed stock fish to your boiling meat, add palm oil, allow to boil evenly

3. add your dry fish as well as snail, if available. cover and bring to boil. while soup is boiling, fry crayfish in red oil separately.

4.add the pounded Afang leave and waterleaf(pls not that some people add waterleaf before Afang), then add your waterleaf, periwinkles then stir.

5.add your fried crayfish and fresh pepper to the soup.

6. food is ready.

 

 

note: fried crayfish is optional, but trust me on this, the taste is heavenly. I also add normal grounded crayfish . if you forget snails, and dry fish, please do not forget Crayfish.

Random Facts

Did you know?

1) Male dolphins are called bulls and females are called cows

2) Ants can lift objects 50 times their body weight

3) Spanish rice is unknown in Spain

4) The average adult heart beats 72 times a minute, 100,000 times a day, 3,600,000 a year and 2.5      billion times a lifetime.

5) Humans are not the only animal who flirt, birds, lizards, and even bugs have their own ways to attract attention...hehehehe even lizard sef

6) Mens orgasm stimulate the area of the brain as heroin in an addicts brain, strongly suggesting that sex can be additive

7)  After watching star wars, James Cameron quit his job as a truck driver to join the film industry.

culled; www.factslides.com
             www.randomhistory.com


have a wonderful week 

No heart aches

PREMATURE EJACULATION

PREMATURE EJACULATION

A friend of mine said i dont consider my male readers so i decided to do this.Premature ejaculation can cause a smear in relationships because no woman wants a man who cant satisfy her on bed and no guy wants his ego destroyed by this. 

So here are some ways to prevent premature ejaculation.

 -First understand your body and know the feeling that comes when you are about to ejaculate.
 -Try to relax because premature ejaculation disturbs the big head more than it disturbs the small head,relaxation is something some guys dont do,they think foreplay is more important for the female folk aand then the gear all thier energy towards thier penis.
 -Try wearing a condom. funny this actually works.try avoiding the ones with the label that says extra thin
 -During intercourse try to distract yourself when you feel the urge to ejaculate.
 -Kegel exerscise is really good for guys to. A few contractions in the day.
 -Avoid some sensitive sex positions because this will stimulate early ejaculation.
 -change styles between intercourse,and try edging off the urge.
 -You can also masturbate before intercourse this will help the second climax stay longer. your partner can help you with this.
- Know when to visit the doctor for treatment.
    I don't know if you have learn' t anything but i know one guy somewhere in the world with this problem is going to try these techniques.

 I hope this helps satisfy her in bed. Good luck banging

Culled: Cynthia Ezekwu

Stop chopping okro...

I have been missing in action for days now, was a bit busy . My cherrie birthday was for Friday so all hands were busy and yours truly was the chief planner.  Come to think of it...just maybe I should go into event planning as my colleagues advice.  Mbanu! The stress eeh?  This is just a little party but it got me nuts. Calling the caterer, the cake lady, and so on...
  It was even more stressful, because it was a surprise party. It is in moments like this that I must say, it is good to be a hottie. 

Now why am I saying all these? It seems I may have met another seer, Abi na spirit I see?  Na only me dem dey wake come meet?  I went to pay Maureen(chef) upfront been Thursday evening and midweek service was for later same evening. I didn't drive to work so birthday girl did the chauffeur.  I opted to take a taxi to church,  so I stood at the bus top for 5mins  when I saw a car that looked like a taxi, I flagged the  bobo down. He said he wasn't going my direction, but I could get another cab where I would alight. Anyways I wasn't willing to come down as it was already drizzling. 
The next taxi I entered was rickety, but I was glad I did because there were lots of passengers.   Baba was a grey head old man, so when I tried to negotiate the price with him, I was mindful of my choice of words. We tried to by cut traffic so I urged Baba to take a bad road as I was already late for church.

Omo mehn! Baba's true intent came out. In local parlance , Our conversation went thus: 
Baba: you be Igbo? 
Me: yes sir

Baba:  where for ibo? 
Me: Enugu sir!

Baba: if to say you be Anambara I for drop you here now
Me: ok sir
    
    Now within me I didn't want the conversation to continue, I was just wondering what an anambarain would have done to baba to take actions against all.  I kept musing to myself that his decision was irrational. Lest I forget, baba drove as a snail. 

Baba: you due chop Okro? 
Me: yes ...I dey chop okro and Ewedu. I added Ewedu just so I could please him, at least I speak Yoruba and I enjoy their meals

Baba: stop chopping okro
Me: huh?

To be contd. 

Fun facts

This really got me lolling...

 Now we can save up our energy when we madt at someone.

How was your weekend friends? Mine was awesome. So many things happened while I was away.

Who  missed me? 

Funny questions

 Let's share some random thought pals, have you ever given a hoot about these? 

1. How come you press harder on a remote control when you know the battery is dead?   Some of us go to the length of hitting the remote on our palms ( lol I am guilty of this)

2. Why do banks leave the door wide open but stick their pens to the counter slab? 

3. Why isn't number 11 pronounced "Onety one" ? This is marginalization oooh! 

Do you have any funny questions you would like to share? Please feel free

BIPOLAR AFFECTIVE DISORDER-health

BIPOLAR AFFECTIVE DISORDER

Oh yes, people with this disorder most times don't get it either. This is a mood disorder and can also be called manic depressive disorder showing symptoms that could be so low causing depression and progressing into high symptoms causing mania. This is as a result of biochemical imbalances in the brain. Predisposing factors include the stress,and genetics being the umbrella predisposing factor. Sufferers experience vast mood swings different from what every other person experiences.

   Symptoms include;
Depressive symptoms ;
-feeling of saddness and apathy that doesnt go away
-loss on interest in normal daily activities.
-excessive feeling of worthlessness and guilt.
-going off sex.
-change in appetite.
-weight gain or weightloss
difficulty making simple decisions.
Manic syptoms include;
-elevated mood,loss of contact with reality.
-decreased need for sleep and food
-increased libido(some chic I know would love this)
-increased sense of self worth and euphoria
-setting unachievable goals and over expressing plans
-sufferers may become psychotic suffering hallucination and delusion.
   Recognising symptoms early and seeking medical help will go far for somebody with this illness,history taking,adhering strictly to your medications is also very important. Routine checkup and cognitive therapy. Acceptance both by sufferers and relatives the existence of any form of mental illness is the first step to solving the problem.

Memories of the unending week

 

And so, the one week I  was so scared of has come and gone. Well I shouldn't have used the word scared right? But trust me when I say I was scared, I was scarrrrrred. 

I was scared because the vibes they had in them was so much mehn!  These two personalities are extroverts to the core, I mean if there was to be another word to describe them, then it would be FUN.  

Princess is a one stop Shop for fun, her presence lightens every mood at a go. I fondly call her "bash-baby" and she would reply in a loud voice " always having fun" hehehehhe. I honestly do wish everyone has such combination for a day, just then you would appreciate my effort for 1week. Phew ! 

Only girl is the money bag, the lady that buys bottles of champaign in a dance hall, without taking a glass. Money talks for her, my babe is so vain Biko.  She would gladly tell anyone that wants to listen, "blink if it's not money, it ain't making sense"  she loves the goodies of life and gets them at the snap of her finger tips.  She lives for the moment, rides a clean vogue, what is more...

I could only try to give them fun in my city, but it just wouldn't work. I really tried to return to the old me, for where? I began to ask myself, has my love for God made me loose so much interest in my buddies? Or is it just me returning to my usual cell? The good thing about princess is that her fear of God has not departed from her completely, yet she is ready for anything, anytime. 

Well we compromised a little and my girls we all out to have fun, oh yes, most times without Me 

Poem to the One I love

You lighten me...........
       

 

You are my first thought in the morning

My last thought at night

You bring me so much joy

The delight I get is out of this planet

For you I have always been longing

You have a special touch

My last walk down the memory lane fills my eyes with tears

As I find us walk...

When friends fall Apart

 

Sometimes you run into acquaintance that becomes friend, then a friend that sticks as close as a sister. A friend that got your back all the time, a friend that would fight your battle behind you and play cool like nothing happened.

Well fate brought me with sweety-sweety as she calls lee boo, a strong woman, one of the most spiritual lady I met, the best domesticated chic I know. Che-Che can work for Africa. She is that 21st century chic that cooks, scrub, hand washes,  pounds and what is more...

I grin with pride, I groomed a strong woman, she is my BFF . The one woman that understands my mood swings, zones, temperament. She gladly steps aside when I hibernate. The only woman I put to test and she stands strong. She even plays along and turns it to a joke lol!   The Betsy that knows when I am worried and my inner mind is troubled? The one person that knows when I am telling the truth and a prank , She reads my unspoken words. It comes out naturally with her.

Oh why has marriage taken a friend from me! Don't get it twisted,  I am happy she got things going for her, her hubby is a good man and father, but he stole her from me. We are close yet apart and that is where the fear comes in. We have unconsciously drifted apart, she doesn't feel so anyway and I have never spoken to her about it.

My undisputed love has moved to my god-daughter. I saw the look in Eva's eyes when I last visited them. Earlier in the day, I read Adaeze Yobo's interview on the sun newspaper and this stamens struck me in particular admits all she said " When the little boy came out of my body, I discovered  that he is my first real love. I thought I was in love with my husband not until I saw my son"  that stamens was deep mehn! I began to create an imaginary image of my children instantly. Lol

Just so you know that I totally understand her feelings, it's only Normal that she gives attention to her family,
but where do I fall in place?
Do we ladies have to leave our friends because of the institution called marriage?
Is it same for the husband ?
Am I been unreasonable?

I feel bad, because she isn't here anymore, though she tries to reassure me of her love and presence, I still feel the space.

Jewels and stones

Stones
Diamonds are ladies best friends they say............I love rocks, I mean who doesn't love bold rocks, except for my friend sweety, in the past,  I have had to choose the stones I want and have them at a platter, but does your girl really want that now? Nah...........i want a huge rock to come to me as a surprise.#team Diamonds#

This would mean, the question been popped right? **rollseyes** so what if I get the rock and stick on my finger, does it really matter? Eeh, how I for do am? My friend moved ahead with faith, and her wedding date is out, my darling got her inspiration from uche jombo's movie, lol and it paid off. So do you think I should do same? I personally feel, it would send a wrong signal. But who cares, after all men these days go after every shade of married women. Just maybe it's the ring that attract them.#just saying.

It's my former boss' wedding in some days, and I am so happy for her. I mean literally God still gives beauty for Ashes, if my lady boss would rock, this sweet dude for the rest of her life, who won't? I mean her story gives hope to all those whom seem to have given up on God. I Jokingly said to her, your hubby is way cuter, you should thank God even more for him. Her response was "me sef I wonder how baba God choose the fine  bobo give me" na here I dey him come meet me. In local parlance. And to remember that her rock is to die for................lovely is the word.

But please, if le boo, doesn't bring a rock, accept it with joy, the most important thing is that he pops the question abi? And you both are in love.  Be it plastic ring, GL, gold, or just a random band, it's the thoughts that matters.

Facts About Women

Some of this fact i have my reservations  about anyways
50 facts about women
1. Women love to shop. It is the one area of the world where they feel like they're actually in control.

2. Women especially love a bargain. The question of 'need' is irrelevant, so don't bother pointing it out. Anything on sale is fair game.

3. Women never have anything to wear. Don't question the racks of clothes in the closet; you 'just don't understand'.

4. Women need to cry. And they won't do it alone unless they know you can hear them.

5. Women will always ask questions that have no right answer, in an effort to trap you into feeling guilty.

6. Women love to talk. Silence intimidates them and they feel a need to fill it, even if they have nothing to say.

7. Women need to feel like there are people worse off than they are. That's why soap operas and Oprah Winfrey-type shows are so successful.

8. Women don't need sex as often as men do. This is because sex is more physical for men and more emotional for women. Just knowing that the man wants to have sex with them fulfills the emotional need.

9. Women hate bugs. Even the strong-willed ones need a man around when there's a spider or a wasp involved.

10. Women can't keep secrets. They eat away at them from the inside. And they don't view it as being untrustworthy, providing they only tell two or three people.

The Seer

Have you ever been snitched on? How do ladies do these things?    I keep asking for the heart to be able to accept a female friend ever. I hope no one learns go through what my heart felt.  I am that lady that gives her all for friends, but I get paid in full, the worst ways. Does this have anything to do with the palm reader?

On one of those days in secondary school, precisely when I was writing my senior levels exams. I sat @ the front row as the sitting arrangement was done alphabetically. I didn't like the arrangement, but your girl had no control over it.  'Twas a one man squad, no giraffe style, no asking of tips, no expo........Kia. Bet God dey sha.

So I sat for my  favorite course, and wrote with a sure intent of getting an A......oh well I eventually got a B. Smiles** ************you know that feeling of being confident and trying to submit your papers before everyone else, so the whole hall would green with envy, yes I walked towards the external invigilator and he returned me to my seat. I tried to make him understand I was a smart chap, that I was the senior prefect and was sure of what I wrote, he declined. Insisting I proof read my work. Well little did I know he was up to something. What is more?

He approached me, "young lady" he said, Sir! I replied.  How are you doing today, are you done with your work cross check ? And series of question ensued. He then brought a chair and sat in front of me. Over my desk. At that point I was tensed, I particularly didn't want to speak with him as he had spoilt my shine. So my answers were monosyllabic.  He noticed my countenance and requested I breath in and out thrice, I did and it sure helped calm my nerves.  So the SEER in him sprouted in force.
 See me see local trouble ooooh, he asked I spread my palms before him, i did. At this point we had a common understanding, my classmate were envious of me. Some were mere curious as to what I could be discussing with an external examiner. Well within  me I was anxious for what he had to say, and his eyes where closed in deep thoughts like he was in seventh haven.

Without flinching he said to me, be wary of friends. I see them giving problems in the future, particularly in your relationship. Ahaaaaa he said! You have a bright future, so bright that you would be needing sunshades my daughter. I see a tall dark man hurting besides you years from now. Heal his wound my daughter when the time comes. Your mum would be back from where ever she is by the time you get home and so forth ...........

Well, did I tell you, mum got home surprisingly same day unannounced? Now that was a shocker. Did a tall man come, oh yes! He did. The only thing the SEEER didn't tell me was not to forget my own heart.
Because at the long run, I found out I was too busy taking care of someone's heart while my was bleeding.

SELAH

 SELAH .............PAUSE AND CALMLY THINK

Habakkuk 2:3 waiting for the appointed time of God, always wait for it will come right on time. A lot of believers loose out because they feel God is not moving........
Hebrew 10:35 do not cast your confidence away, how Jesus carried the cross, because of the glorious end, cast your care upon The Lord

1samuel 9:3 we often find very good reason to stop waiting upon The Lord. One who can wait is a man of solid character, Joseph had to wait for so long, but eventually the End is as important as the means.  Learn to wait

Why do people lose their confidence........
1: delay........proverb 13:12 .......delay is not denial.
2: taking your eyes off Gods words.........he has spoken and will never fail, the word is your anchor, it stabiles you, it keeps you going. All man be a liar but God be true
3: having things happen around you, that are contrary to what God said.
4: pressure, this could be external or internal. Remember you are fearfully nd wonderfully made, so rejoice with yourself, God will make everything beautiful in his time. You do not have control over people pressurizing you, but you have control over yourself.
5: negative news........

where have you placed by his strips you are healed? Where have you placed where sins abound, grace abound much more.......

.no matter what is happening, it's about who is backing you, GOD. If God be for you! None can be against you.

 Thank God recklessly, in the midst of all things.  Magnify him more in your heart, is there anything too hard for him to do?

Psalm 46................ever present help, he can never abandon his own, he said he will be with us till the end of age.  Even though it tarry, wait for him. Surely  he will not tarry.  HE IS THE RIVER THAT NEVER RUNS DRY,  he always shows up, he is God.

The earth melt at his utterance, be still and know that he is God.  It is God we are talking about.  Eyes have not seen, nor ears heard, what The Lord has in stock for us. It can only go one way, Gods way.

Moments of silence

My most difficult moments I have in silence, I always ask myself, how did you get yourself to the war front?  How are battles won?  How are victories recorded? These are fields of battle you must conquer on this phase of life..................how do I go on?

My brother once told me: as you go through life, you see that there are so much that we don't understand. Having this thoughts in my head gives meek me concerns. They say silence is power, some say silence is golden. I only think its cliche so we use it often. If not then how powerful is your silence?

Personally I have come to value my moments of silence more than I speak, if I  could turn back the hands of time, I would only choose my words carefully. Be more cautious of my choice of words,  because I know the power of spoken words. Even the Christians bible tell me that there is power in spoken words.
Ooooh but deep within me, my inner self know that my silence is power. My voice is audible, but I trade them for silence. There are so many things I want to talk about but I choose to say nothing.  In the past I have been hurt deeply, but most of the time, I find out that I choose to be silence over some issues I could pick a fight for. It is just me. How do I go on?

Growing up, they asked me, where us your mind? I would hurriedly point to my chest with smile, but that was only a frame of my childhood fantasy.  I guard the thoughts of my mind carefully, because so much depends on it.  Never let the reality of the world becloud your true world(your mind)  created in your moments of silence.  From it wells forth happiness..........little wonder they say Peace of mind.

Now I ask this question? What is my purpose in life? Why am I sent here? Or am I just a part of some big PLAN?

One of Those days

Dear diary, today is one of those days when I am down again, for no specific reason. So many rumbling going on in my head, the fear of Ebola is beginning to grip me.


I fear for my friends and loved ones in Lagos, the thought of contacting the disease out of innocent handshake and hugs make it more scary.  I mean quite unlike HIV that comes through unsterilised equipment and unprotected intercourse which could be curtailed. Really no One has control over this virus.  This just leaves me with a prayer on my lips.......

Which way my country? We are yet to bring back our ladies back home, I surfed the Net recently, only to find matching pictures of a Chibok girl linking to a female bomber. I doubt she is the one anyway**rollseyes**  and if she is,  what kind of persuasion led her to the Act? Was she under duress?  Was she brainwashed like the sect members?  What would she tell her creator? Doesn't she know that the just judge Watches?  So many questions with no answers.

Little Men of the Boko Haram group is also a great source of worry, it has always been but I almost lost one of the happening chic I know to the Emab plaza Bomb blast. To think that my chic was at the scenerio of the blast which could have lost her life to it, is a source of concern. ( gossip pays)

And so my Chic princess came to spend time with me, yours truly was out for the days job,   While she went in search of greener pasture. In her own words " Ore mi......did you hear of the blast right now?  I am like No. Well it happened in my presence  (panting profusely)  huh? Where are you madam?  I am in a taxi on my way home. I can't find my handbag sef.  Ok dear just relax till I get home Ook? Ok then.

The sound of my car horn made my friend jump out of bed, she hug me tightly saying ......I am taking the next flight back home. Nne kedu ihe mere?  My dear, I find the green pasture, e no gree come, na him I say make I find my boyfriend go Emab plaza.  We got to the phone repair shop, I felt hungry ooh, we were directed to a corner mama put, getting out of the shop, I saw my university classmate calling out for me. I left my bf standing while gossiping and catching up with my gf. he got angry with my attitude but stood still.   The next thing I heard was Gbuaaaaah!(in chiwetala agu's voice) ..........It could have been me"

Duty calls......contd.

The past came calling!

I walk towards my phone ringing, guess whose call it was?    Alabama's.    Why could he be calling? Was he insane? Or did he miss his dial?  So many questions on my mind right now.  I have risen above the hate I have for him, so why can't he use his gumption?
And so dear diary, the story of Alabama begins.

Alabama : Hey blink for show
Me: hey good evening( in patience ozorkwo's voice )

Alabama : how is family dear?
Me:  why are you calling me?

Alabama : I called to check on my friend?
Me: mtcheeeet! Drops the phone

That was rude of me, but I mean he had no reason to call in, I rather he remained in his zone, while I stayed in mine. I am okay the way I am, beautiful in my way.....God makes no mistake.

 Meanwhile, The heavens cried with me last night, it felt as though I was communing directly with God. I asked him to wipe my tears away or @ least walk in my shoes to feel my present state.
I told him my eyes were sore from crying, he should join his own. Dear diary, it didn't Rain but Poured.

Some wounds never really heal! Sighs**

Dear diary, how can I forget you, I have been away for too long
I was sick and put of duty for a while, really a lot has been going on lately , I miss you all my readers and you, Yes U.     Where do I begin to narrate my ordeal this past few days.  I was off bbm, wants app, Twitter, Facebook, anything social media......................
Your sweetheart has been long long gone. I remember my words to talk about all the happenings of late and I haven't forgotten either.   You know the feeling when I got when open my inbox to see loads of messages? Heavenly is the word.
I wouldn't leave for long anymore, just create enough space for me, because I would be giving you my daily experience in bits.
Sloppy kisses from me..............................................................Bekee

This is just a comment from yours truly on Thelma thinks blog, I promised I was going to write about the rift in my relationship, I still will. Heartbreak can be stressful, here is a little piece from me. I Am built for this s*it

As time/seasons went by, I thought imperatively that as much as one tried and did there best it would be enough. I assumed that as much as you love someone and showed care they would reciprocate in same measures........we'll maybe not same measures,  The way to a mans heart is his belly, hhahahaahahaha(laffing in Spanish ) Tee whom ever brought that assumption needs to be whooped, damnit! The wrong assumption made me bring out my cooking skills......work no pay, **whispers**{I was also great in bed} Eeerrrrrrmh maybe they Lied, because if I truly was, they wouldn't want more respectively. Apparently my assumptions were wrong............ All 3 men LIED Tee.

Omalicha if you leave me, I would die" so why did you leave? How do I go on? Where do I begin to trust? Biko left matter for Mathias.
When you are down, please there is an inner strength in you, take long walks if need be, cry if you must, rant if you will, but I urge you to press towards Your God. Cast your cares upon him, take his yoke upon you(his yoke is easy, nd his burden is light Matt 14:14), go all the way with him(his ways are better isaiah 55:8), always have an open heart(God still has plans for us even at old Age), speak positively into your life and the one that broke your heart( release him, cos God never locks us when we offend him countless times).
Alter me: have fun, fun, fun, fun, again I say Fun. Meet friends, spoil ur self a little, shop all the way, buy shoes, eat, drink, cry, dance, sleep and remember your heart ain't made of glass, it can't be broken(they are made of bones. **okwu Nkasi obi)If he is worth you, he would have stayed against all odds.
Women are strong, a man is made of dust, but God foresee our struggle: he made us from BONES.
No matter how broken you are, God Will Fix You.

A woman's Battle

I am not where I want to be, but I wake grateful to God for life. I have hope and my faith is unshakable..........so I ask?

Where lies the secret strength of faith? It lies in the food it feeds on; for faith studies what the promise is an emanation of divine grace, an overflowing of the great heart of God; and faith says, “My God could not have given this promise, except from love and grace; therefore it is quite certain his Word will be fulfilled.” Then faith thinketh, “Who gave this promise?” It considereth not so much its greatness, as, “Who is the author of it?” She remembers that it is God who cannot lie God omnipotent, God immutable; and therefore concludeth that the promise must be fulfilled; and forward she advances in this firm conviction. She remembereth,why the promise was given,namely, for God’s glory, and she feels perfectly sure that God’s glory is safe, that he will never stain his own escutcheon, nor mar the lustre of his own crown; and therefore the promise must and will stand. Then faith also considereth the amazing work of Christ as being a clear proof of the Father’s intention to fulfil his word. “He that spared not his own Son, but freely delivered him up for us all, how shall he not with him also freely give us all things?” Moreover faith looks back upon the past, for her battles have strengthened her, and her victories have given her courage. She remembers that God never has failed her; nay, that he never did once fail any of his children. She recollecteth times of great peril, when deliverance came; hours of awful need, when as her day her strength was found, and she cries, “No, I never will be led to think that he can change and leave his servant now. Hitherto the Lord hath helped me, and he will help me still.” Thus faith views each promise in its connection with the promise-giver, and, because she does so, can with assurance say, “Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life!" Have a blissful day.

Walk along the Beach with The Lord.

Beautiful morning to you and you. I am inspired to write about this from Thelma's blog post, there are days in our life when we feel the best of us is ready to begin, and there are days when we also feel like letting go and soaring on the wind. The heart ache and all that comes with the trouble of life and all it offers. But the truth is that God is not far.
 Yesterday was one of those days for me, but you know how the saying goes............it will end in praise. I hope this little piece keeps you going at least, my love goes out to us all going through stress.                                                            
       
One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord.
Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.
In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand.
Sometimes there were two sets of footprints,
other times there were one set of footprints.

This bothered me because I noticed
that during the low periods of my life,
when I was suffering from
anguish, sorrow or defeat,
I could see only one set of footprints.

So I said to the Lord,
‘You promised me Lord,
that if I followed you,
you would walk with me always.
But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life
there have only been one set of footprints in the sand.
Why, when I needed you most, you have not been there for me?’ U
The Lord replied,
‘The times when you have seen only one set of footprints in the sand,
is when I carried you.’ 

Busy Me

Yes friends, I know I have been away in a while........ Definitely not a good way to Start my diary(if I want you guys around right?) I know that, but I had a very busy weekend, yes with my creator.  But hey pals let loosen up, I have been taking care of my heart and am sure you know what that means to me.                                                                                                                                                             I have a question? Have you ever loved someone, you can hardly breath? Well that's the stage am @ right now. Am so down but I keep my pace@ it, I cry to bed and wake up thinking, but what do I do? Just a stage that would get over itself.                                                                                                      Dear diary, I will be telling you how the rift started. Just 2mrrw I will. Sips Fura

Just another day

Now am sitting in my office, in my own space.......reading lindaikeji'as blog. Friends I am directed to a link which says "creat a blog"  and for the first time I click. That brings me here. Well it's my own space and I intend to leave it that way.  Just maybe my diary or My space.   I am not a good writer but  I am sure there is room for improvement, feel free to pour your heart out with me. Sloppy kisses from me to you.