I appreciate everyone that stopped by to encourage me. You guys are the reason I am back here today(red face and blushing). I am really trying to get my groove back on. Thanks guys.
Yeah,Monday the 18th marked 3 years that I started that journey called marriage with my boo. It has been 3 years of fun, fights, arguments,he has made me cry, he has made me consider snuffing the life out of him via pillow suffocation some times. Well, I guess this is what marriage is all about. Learning to live with and accommodate each other's weaknesses and even strengths.
In my heart I know that another man wouldn't do it for me...I LOVE MY HUSBAND! But why cant men just understand what women want. Why cant they just get it that we are supposedly the weaker sex and we need to get away with some things. for me i find it totally annoying and frustrating when my husband wants to hang out on a Friday night. I don't like going out and i;d rather we both stay at home. he is the opposite and maing him stay at home is like getting out 2 year old to pound yam! He becomes restless and it pisses me off. Truth be told,I thought I was going to get over it but no it still annoys me any Friday he decides to rebel by hanging out. Am i being unfair? IS he not supposed to be doing what makes me happy?
Before marriage, I was so scared of pre marital sex mainly because I had this nagging thought that I was going to get pregnant and then my parents would kill me! That thought followed me through my Uni days and you can bet i lost a few relatiosnhips due to my stand.
I can remember vividly that on my wedding night, i told myself that now that i have been given the certificate to let go I was going to make up for the lost years(lol)
But hey I am yet to fulfill that fantasy. I get too tired after work to even think of sex which is damn right annoying!
And to make matters worse little Temmy sleeps right on our bed and in the middle. He has perfected his sleeping position so excellently that if his dad tries to cross over him to my side of the bed he springs up like and athlete. I just wonder if the boy sleeps at all, he couldn't be pretending to be sleeping now abi?
I have been advised to bounce him from our room but hey...I am so attached to him and i am so confused. ever heard of being in love with two men? I guess that is my dilemma. Help!!!!!
Wednesday, 20 October 2010
Tuesday, 12 October 2010
I Still Can't Get The Vibes....
I promised myself and a few friends that I was gong to start bogging again,i think i made that promise under duress oh! It has been one hell of a week,trying to juggle being a mother, a wife, well plus being a slave for the Lagos State Govt too. It is not fun cos i am not a super woman.
One minute,I get the idea of what to blog about and the next minute you hear little Temmy screaming ''mommy'' I want food! Just as that is being settled, its my phone ringing or a text message to remind that I should be at work early for a meeting. Urgh! Not forgetting the fact that the Mr doesn't get enough attention like he used to. Now that is story for another day.......
Ok,I am officially totally random jare. I think the best thing I have done to this blog is to even put a few things down today, I am hoping the vibes would come back quickly. I miss blogging and I miss blog world.
Ciao......
One minute,I get the idea of what to blog about and the next minute you hear little Temmy screaming ''mommy'' I want food! Just as that is being settled, its my phone ringing or a text message to remind that I should be at work early for a meeting. Urgh! Not forgetting the fact that the Mr doesn't get enough attention like he used to. Now that is story for another day.......
Ok,I am officially totally random jare. I think the best thing I have done to this blog is to even put a few things down today, I am hoping the vibes would come back quickly. I miss blogging and I miss blog world.
Ciao......
Sunday, 27 December 2009
10 Things No One Told Me About Marriage...
Five, 10, 15 years ago, it was all white lace and promises. You were young(not necessarily these days), dewy—and a little bit dumb. Who knew about all the things you would find out later?
Since I’ve been married for 2 years, I’ve been elected to dig up some of the truths about married life. I had some ideas of my own, but I also polled a bunch of my long-married friends. They told me that over the years, their eyes had been opened—and it has not always been pleasant.
1. Weird in-laws get even weirder over time. And your kids will inevitably inherit some of the traits of your weird in-laws. Got a nonstop talker? An attention hound? It’s probably not hard to figure out who she takes after.
2. Your hubby may be a great guy, but beware: Once he slips that ring on your finger, you’ve adopted his family—not just the immediate family, but every long lost cousin too. That’s a lot of people who could show up uninvited for Thanksgiving dinner or ask for a loan (“just until payday”). Even the ones that thinks asking you for your car for two days should go down well with you.
3. Though he never snored before, he might after you’re hitched. Take a tip from a couple I know, and to solve this problem rather than fight non stop just buy ear plugs or kuku remove your own ears.
4. There are two schools of thought on birthdays: the “it’s not a big deal” school and the “yay for meee!” school. The former gets a card. The latter celebrates the Season of the Birthday, which can go on for quite a long time, like Chanukah or Advent. Figure out which one you’re married to, and be ready. I am lucky that mine remembers my birthday and he tries to make the day extra special.
5. It’s better to keep listening to those stories and laughing at those jokes rather than remind him he’s told them to you a million times (this from a 41-year veteran of listening to old stories). Life is short, even though those stories aren’t. Deal with it.
6. Yes, you can go to bed angry. You may hate him at that moment, but no one really deserves the backache you get from sleeping on the couch. If you were married to my husband I can assure he'd forget that you are not even in bed with him.
7. We all do stuff differently. You may be married to one of those guys who thinks that the way to wash dishes is to (gack!) soak them in a sudsy sinkful of water, then rinse them off. If this isn’t your way, it’s not worth arguing about it. Just be glad he’s doing the dishes.
8. Your husband really doesn’t remember your clothes. If you call attention to anything new, you’re a fooling your self...let's say he'll stare blankly into space and then nod his head.
9. It is amazing how many disagreements, crummy moods and disappointments can be temporarily glossed over with a plate of good food.
10. Are you on the same page about the empty nest? If he loves the idea of moving to Lekki for the serenity and the early-bird special and you’re all about the mainland so you won't miss your hair appointment at Bobby's or Make Me then you’re in trouble. Either that or you’ve got to do what you’ve done so many times already: compromise. Move to Lekki and get stuck in traffic daily then you'd complain afterwards.
Ok, all said above doesnt necessarily apply to Temmytayo but I am sure we can all relate. Happy New year in advance peeps.
Since I’ve been married for 2 years, I’ve been elected to dig up some of the truths about married life. I had some ideas of my own, but I also polled a bunch of my long-married friends. They told me that over the years, their eyes had been opened—and it has not always been pleasant.
1. Weird in-laws get even weirder over time. And your kids will inevitably inherit some of the traits of your weird in-laws. Got a nonstop talker? An attention hound? It’s probably not hard to figure out who she takes after.
2. Your hubby may be a great guy, but beware: Once he slips that ring on your finger, you’ve adopted his family—not just the immediate family, but every long lost cousin too. That’s a lot of people who could show up uninvited for Thanksgiving dinner or ask for a loan (“just until payday”). Even the ones that thinks asking you for your car for two days should go down well with you.
3. Though he never snored before, he might after you’re hitched. Take a tip from a couple I know, and to solve this problem rather than fight non stop just buy ear plugs or kuku remove your own ears.
4. There are two schools of thought on birthdays: the “it’s not a big deal” school and the “yay for meee!” school. The former gets a card. The latter celebrates the Season of the Birthday, which can go on for quite a long time, like Chanukah or Advent. Figure out which one you’re married to, and be ready. I am lucky that mine remembers my birthday and he tries to make the day extra special.
5. It’s better to keep listening to those stories and laughing at those jokes rather than remind him he’s told them to you a million times (this from a 41-year veteran of listening to old stories). Life is short, even though those stories aren’t. Deal with it.
6. Yes, you can go to bed angry. You may hate him at that moment, but no one really deserves the backache you get from sleeping on the couch. If you were married to my husband I can assure he'd forget that you are not even in bed with him.
7. We all do stuff differently. You may be married to one of those guys who thinks that the way to wash dishes is to (gack!) soak them in a sudsy sinkful of water, then rinse them off. If this isn’t your way, it’s not worth arguing about it. Just be glad he’s doing the dishes.
8. Your husband really doesn’t remember your clothes. If you call attention to anything new, you’re a fooling your self...let's say he'll stare blankly into space and then nod his head.
9. It is amazing how many disagreements, crummy moods and disappointments can be temporarily glossed over with a plate of good food.
10. Are you on the same page about the empty nest? If he loves the idea of moving to Lekki for the serenity and the early-bird special and you’re all about the mainland so you won't miss your hair appointment at Bobby's or Make Me then you’re in trouble. Either that or you’ve got to do what you’ve done so many times already: compromise. Move to Lekki and get stuck in traffic daily then you'd complain afterwards.
Ok, all said above doesnt necessarily apply to Temmytayo but I am sure we can all relate. Happy New year in advance peeps.
Wednesday, 23 December 2009
Say Something Nice ....MEME!
Hee hee, I was jejely blog hopping since I do not have anything to blog about. So, i hopped into SOLLOMONSYDELLE's blog and there i caught the bug.
Here are the rules:
1.Name 5 bloggers
2.Say something nice about each of them
3.Tag them by linking to them in your meme, and visiting their blog to announce that they have been tagged
4.Those tagged, cannot repeat any of the bloggers mentioned by the person who tagged them (sorry, that way more bloggers can get mentioned and not just the same popular ones)
So, here we go:
Bimbylads: this babe na omo pupa otherwise known as yellow paw paw. We met years back in the blog world only for us to jam again at a wedding where we rocked our selves to stupor. Can I forget, how much fun I had going for her wedding, or the day we hung out at the west end with other bloggers....her craze nature just came out in one word. Love,this babe.....
PrincessYayi: this one na original monkey.We grew up together, I initiated her into the world of blogging. We have shared so many highs as well as low times but in all she has remained true to herself and true to friendship. Her blog shows the madness that runs in her blood. Love u half way monkey...
Life Of A Stranger Called Me: a fantastic blogger that doesn't hide her love for God. She can go to any extent to let the whole world know about who she serves. Her posts always reminds me about the awesomeness of God...Love u plenty.
Vera Ezimora: Vera as we all know is fantastic as well as extremely funny/naughty. I DO NOT LIKE her and she knows. I can't remember the last time she called me tho I have never been able to understand why we get along so well. We have never seen but when we talk or when i read her posts...it is as if I have known her all my life. 3 gbosas for you Vera!!
Soul:Soulful soul....all the poems....I miss her blog.
Let the tagging continueeeeeeeeeeee
Here are the rules:
1.Name 5 bloggers
2.Say something nice about each of them
3.Tag them by linking to them in your meme, and visiting their blog to announce that they have been tagged
4.Those tagged, cannot repeat any of the bloggers mentioned by the person who tagged them (sorry, that way more bloggers can get mentioned and not just the same popular ones)
So, here we go:
Bimbylads: this babe na omo pupa otherwise known as yellow paw paw. We met years back in the blog world only for us to jam again at a wedding where we rocked our selves to stupor. Can I forget, how much fun I had going for her wedding, or the day we hung out at the west end with other bloggers....her craze nature just came out in one word. Love,this babe.....
PrincessYayi: this one na original monkey.We grew up together, I initiated her into the world of blogging. We have shared so many highs as well as low times but in all she has remained true to herself and true to friendship. Her blog shows the madness that runs in her blood. Love u half way monkey...
Life Of A Stranger Called Me: a fantastic blogger that doesn't hide her love for God. She can go to any extent to let the whole world know about who she serves. Her posts always reminds me about the awesomeness of God...Love u plenty.
Vera Ezimora: Vera as we all know is fantastic as well as extremely funny/naughty. I DO NOT LIKE her and she knows. I can't remember the last time she called me tho I have never been able to understand why we get along so well. We have never seen but when we talk or when i read her posts...it is as if I have known her all my life. 3 gbosas for you Vera!!
Soul:Soulful soul....all the poems....I miss her blog.
Let the tagging continueeeeeeeeeeee
Saturday, 12 December 2009
Ha, My nipples hurt!
Yeah, seriously they hurt. And that is no thanks to little temmy that can not go to sleep without twitching and pressing and turning my nipples. I wonder where he got that nasty habit from. Now he has even graduated into the level of wanting and ''trying'' this act in public places.
Last week in church, the boy was trying to sleep and before you can say ''jack'' he don dey rub my breast through my blouse. Imagine!! I looked round before slapping that his tiny hand away...kai!
His modus operandi once it's time to sleep is to balance on my chest as he never slept in his cot for one day, then start pressing and pulling and tugging and whenever i wince in pain...he smiles or sometimes laugh out loud.
There are times when he wakes up in the middle of the night to look for breast to lull him back to sleep. Once he moves to his dad and realises that there is no mound there, his eyes will snap open in 1 sec to look for the original.
Help, before I become nipple less oh.
On a lighter note, yours truly added another year on the 2nd of this month. Now I really feel old. I know I am moving closer to 40 by the minute even if i still have 9 years to do that. I know that this may sound so ''not right'' but hey it is my opinion and it is my blog.lol.. Why do single girls rush and nearly want to kill themselves to get married? Fine, marriage is fun with the right person but the RESPONSIBILITY......dang!
It is so scary to know that I have to take care of two boys. Both dying for attention at the same time, one wants milk at the same time the other wants food. Hey, i am not an octopus. Just one child and i am complaining. Women with 3 or more abeg how do you do it. I am planning an all by myself retreat early next year. I need to find myself again!
Last week in church, the boy was trying to sleep and before you can say ''jack'' he don dey rub my breast through my blouse. Imagine!! I looked round before slapping that his tiny hand away...kai!
His modus operandi once it's time to sleep is to balance on my chest as he never slept in his cot for one day, then start pressing and pulling and tugging and whenever i wince in pain...he smiles or sometimes laugh out loud.
There are times when he wakes up in the middle of the night to look for breast to lull him back to sleep. Once he moves to his dad and realises that there is no mound there, his eyes will snap open in 1 sec to look for the original.
Help, before I become nipple less oh.
On a lighter note, yours truly added another year on the 2nd of this month. Now I really feel old. I know I am moving closer to 40 by the minute even if i still have 9 years to do that. I know that this may sound so ''not right'' but hey it is my opinion and it is my blog.lol.. Why do single girls rush and nearly want to kill themselves to get married? Fine, marriage is fun with the right person but the RESPONSIBILITY......dang!
It is so scary to know that I have to take care of two boys. Both dying for attention at the same time, one wants milk at the same time the other wants food. Hey, i am not an octopus. Just one child and i am complaining. Women with 3 or more abeg how do you do it. I am planning an all by myself retreat early next year. I need to find myself again!
Friday, 20 November 2009
If you caught your husband and maid in the act.....
Hello peeps,
May I state clearly here that I DID NOT CATCH MY HUSBAND WITH OUR MAID O.
I saw this article in the Vanguard Newspaper of today the 20th of November(I had to quote the date for the doubting Thomases to confirm)lol
Ehen jare, the article of course caught my attention and I thought it would be fun to know the opinions of blogville!
Maybe I should be the first to comment sef:
First, I don't think I'd employ a maid that will be so grown enough to catch my boo's attention. And i am talking of big boobies(pardon my french), extremely humongous backside and a figure to die for. Isn't that just like leaving fire on my roof over night?
If after scaling first hurdle, he still decided to taste out of her porridge(using Nkenna Naija's rep in BB Revolution's words) then 2 things will surely happen.
1. I will skin the maid alive. She needs the mark to serve as a lesson to her generation yet unborn.
2. I will cut off boo's ''thing''.
Ok, I admit that may be a little mean but mehn, are there really men out there that will sleep with the maid and then jump on madam later same day? They sure suck and should roast in hell fire.
May I state clearly here that I DID NOT CATCH MY HUSBAND WITH OUR MAID O.
I saw this article in the Vanguard Newspaper of today the 20th of November(I had to quote the date for the doubting Thomases to confirm)lol
Ehen jare, the article of course caught my attention and I thought it would be fun to know the opinions of blogville!
Maybe I should be the first to comment sef:
First, I don't think I'd employ a maid that will be so grown enough to catch my boo's attention. And i am talking of big boobies(pardon my french), extremely humongous backside and a figure to die for. Isn't that just like leaving fire on my roof over night?
If after scaling first hurdle, he still decided to taste out of her porridge(using Nkenna Naija's rep in BB Revolution's words) then 2 things will surely happen.
1. I will skin the maid alive. She needs the mark to serve as a lesson to her generation yet unborn.
2. I will cut off boo's ''thing''.
Ok, I admit that may be a little mean but mehn, are there really men out there that will sleep with the maid and then jump on madam later same day? They sure suck and should roast in hell fire.
Sunday, 15 November 2009
Randomz Part 6
Peeps,
I am so confused. And to imagine I am confused over what to wear for a parry???? My brother in law's introduction is this coming weekend and I have no flipping idea what to wear. I was gonna do my ankara dress which of cos is a design out of this world only for the bride's family to decide that we have to use ''gele'' and the colour is turquoise blue! My ankara is pink and black and it doesn't even blend! Why do they have to do this to me? Why? Abeg does anybody know any other colour I can mix with the turquoise?
Then, thinking about what the Super Eagles put me through just before Mozambique handed us the ticket to the World cup is another thing. I nearly had high blood pressure. Was screaming along with the Nigerian coach..You would have thought the boys can actually hear me from the comfort of my living room.
Now as I type this the under 17 Nigerian boys wants me to have heart attack. Playing rubbish eesh. Can someborry wake lil Temmy up please.....he has been sleeping for about 3 hours now and it is 8pm. No sleep tonite that is but God knows that is for his dad because I am so going to turn my back on the two of them!
To more interesting news,remember my friend that was in an abusive relationship? I bless God for separating them and oh well Nigeria just lost to Switzerland so I may have to sign off here. Sob Sob....
I am so confused. And to imagine I am confused over what to wear for a parry???? My brother in law's introduction is this coming weekend and I have no flipping idea what to wear. I was gonna do my ankara dress which of cos is a design out of this world only for the bride's family to decide that we have to use ''gele'' and the colour is turquoise blue! My ankara is pink and black and it doesn't even blend! Why do they have to do this to me? Why? Abeg does anybody know any other colour I can mix with the turquoise?
Then, thinking about what the Super Eagles put me through just before Mozambique handed us the ticket to the World cup is another thing. I nearly had high blood pressure. Was screaming along with the Nigerian coach..You would have thought the boys can actually hear me from the comfort of my living room.
Now as I type this the under 17 Nigerian boys wants me to have heart attack. Playing rubbish eesh. Can someborry wake lil Temmy up please.....he has been sleeping for about 3 hours now and it is 8pm. No sleep tonite that is but God knows that is for his dad because I am so going to turn my back on the two of them!
To more interesting news,remember my friend that was in an abusive relationship? I bless God for separating them and oh well Nigeria just lost to Switzerland so I may have to sign off here. Sob Sob....
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