This life is for living.
And I try NEVER to forget that.
I have so much to talk about but urgh. I'm just everywhere.
No I STILL havent found my wedding dress :( ( but I have contenders)
I have had the best luck with buying fuel.
You will not believe how favourable the whole thing has been
I need to go food shopping AND just cook up a storm
Also I bought a hand held device with dough picks- HELLO POUNDED YAM.
I am a bit nervous about the whole thing but heyyyyy- what is life if not for living.
My friend's kid also turned one last week.
And they had such an amazing party.
I was dreading coming back to work but then I came back and nothing happened.
Like life is just easy. the things we fear- we blow them out of proportion when in real life its nothing.
ALSO- I am finally working on getting my dream job * cough Housewife cough*
no for real.
I also think I have like a strep infection in my throat ( let the dirty jokes die please)
I am in so much pain and agony.
You would be pleased to know I do not think I struggle with shopping so much any more.
Like I just did not find anything to buy on my trip.
And it was not for lack of trying.
Nothing seemed to interest me much.
I was more about the experiences.
This goes without saying but I love to travel!
I am barely back from one holiday I am trying to go to another one.
second - please why is GT threatning to stop my bankingoperations.
I have done my BVN- at UBA and I swear to God that all the banks need is to log onto some data base and get the details.
I want to make serious efo and pounded yam with zobo and chin chin. I miss my first yearat work, when I had so much time for the kitchen.
And all my catering experiences.
I told some one that my mother got married again. AND she was like
OMG you guys are like the kardashians now
me- pause. no
she just has a husband and more domestic staff finish.
My nails are the shortest they have ever been. asides my inability to pick my nose- I think I like them.
Plus the color is so pretty!
People keep asking if I cook or do house hold chores.
The answer is - sometimes.
I was telling my uncle how whenever I spend the weekend at my fiance's ( struggling to get used to that word) house. I NEVER do anything. Maybe asides cooking
and I have a sous chef.
In the form of one of his house boys.
He scoffed and said he hated the idea of domestic staff.
and I told him- check your male privilege at the door.
I am taking all the help I can get.
ALSO did I blog about the "soft porn" incident with my aunt?
As I said- so much to share. Not enough time.
and I cant really remember it all.