This is la familia

I'd explain later.

So my aunt's 60th birthday went well.
well as well as a party of that nature could have gone.
And it was so well attended. Like all her family showed up and showed out for her.
And it was so nice.
And I just realized I really like my family.

Back to books.

Be careful what you wish for

Remember how I said I wanted to travel this year.

God heard me and took me literally.

Thats all I'm going to say.

I had been feeling a bit off lately. Slowly hatingmy job ( gasp I know)

And what not.

Then I went to church on sunday and the holy spirit arrested me.

Literally.

Spoke about all the horrid things I was doing( all my totally undeserved days off and the likes)

And most importantly growing where you are planted.

I do not know If I had mentioned this ever- But when I went to do my MSc, one of the conditions I gave myself, My mother and all related stake holders was that- I would ONLY do one year when I move back at my old job- I also need to point out that I am yet to fill out ONE single application even though I had crossed the threshold.

Anyway fast forward to one year being of being at work ( or as I like to call it 5 holidays later #humblebrag)

And I was over it.

Anyways I'm back on it. and I was so super productive yesterday> I loved it.

I'm also planning a retirement party for one of my Managers. It is lowkey weird how I am logistics correspondence for my sector at work.

I love it.

I plan to make a more concerted effort at keeping in touch with old friends.

I am so excited. About what- I do not know, BUT I am quivering with excitement.

I want to go to dxb to look for a dress and pick out my wedding band.

Although I already have one- I want another one.

#colormegreedy

I am in such an amazing mood.
OMG I think someone in my office has the most obscene crush on me.

It is the cutest and equally irresponsible thing.

ha ha ha.

The oddest thing for me regarding hitching my wagon to one person is having to deal with all these other men.

It is so weird.

I went to the Lagos make up fair over the weekend.

Nigerian make up artistes over feel themselves.

Ahn ahn.

Uncle do you see me giving potential clients attitude?

No- Please be nice to potential customers. I am petty enough to pick my MUA ( in Itunu's voice) based soley on the fact that the person is nice to me.

I like to think I am beaut and so- NO need for excess face painting.

My friend Demilade Roberts also opened up his photo studio!

Super exciting for me because I really really really like when my friends are doing well.

I went by to get some head shots but forgot to wear a bra.

side bar- Can we talk about how my boobs woke up one day and decided to be D cups?

Like HELLOOOO. BREASTICLES - You are supposed to allow me flourish on days when I dont want to wear a bra- Not swinging around like pendulum. * urgh*

Anyways my head shots are useless because  I am unable to use them to stunt on the gram because my twins were just doing anyhow.

But the photos were ace tho #m3lanineonfleek :)


My nails are looking hella lavish after the horrible scene from Vegas.

I think I will refer to my nail length as BV and AV. ( before Vegas and After Vegas)

I noticed a lot of bloggers ( who write because- not them awon linda)  aren't blogging as much any more ( Myself inclusive); Is it because of trying to monitize?

I dunno o. either way Its sad, You people should update me on your lives dammit. It is the only way I know what you are up to.

One of my bestest friends who is male (Yall can guess who, names starts with D) got engaged.

I was so deliriously happy. Because now we are on the same page and discuss marriage shit and ring styles all damn day!

hahaha!

I met D ( who is really Debo) so stop stressing about guessing who over 5 years ago and he quickly became a staple in my life.

I always yack about not having friends; or having bad friends but again #colormegreedy

when in truth I have been quite luckily re- friendship. I mean I lost a few to pettiness. ( mine and thiers) and some to loyalty to other parties ( I fancy myself a queen- off with their heads!),

I mean I have friends from work that have moved on but we still keep in touch and I have been unable to make new friends from work ever since ( color me resistant to change and adjustments) ha

Ps- coworkers used to call us "black berry babes"

Urgh- Do you not just hate Nigerian co workers?

Anyway just an update because I find that you guys need to know what I have been up to.

Finally; I was facetiming my aunt who asked where I was and I said casually oh I am at F's house.

side bar, Can we generally agree on what to refer to my future husband as? I'm leaning towards Eros?

can we do that?
Yes we can!

So I told her I was at Eros's house and she said ahn, she was wondering because it did not look like my house.

So I showed her my make shift closet  and she squealed- She could not believe that I brazenly moved in. and then she said the funniest most innappropriate thing.

She said- It is always good to try before you buy.

That anytime she goes to the store and does not try on clothes she buys- she always returns them.

Me- * dumbfounded*

Are your aunties supposed to suggest pre-marital sex?

Or is it only my family that is that grossly inappropriate?

On the finality of Death

Death is so final.

It makes everything seem futile.

Like you are slaving away on earth for nothing.

Today was my cousin's burial.

I was at the grave side and we were called to rites.

From dust we came and to dust we return.

Nothing is more final than that.

I also learnt that there is no such thing as water proof mascara when you are having a nice break down.

His care taker came and cried. AND she cried. and cried and cried.

My aunt had to scream at her to stop crying and demonstrating.

As we finished the rites and they shut they grave.

It started to rain.

You may not believe it but family is everything- Just standing there watching them rally around my aunt and tease each other and crack jokes.

Even in the face of death; we still found things to laugh about.

and that is the beauty of life I guess- there is always something to laugh about.

As an aside- You internet users are creeepppyyyyyyyyyy/ stalkerrrrrrssss.

But in a good way.

One of my blog followers found me on google in under 10 minutes.- according to him; dont take my word for it.

And I was touched at the effort.

Personally I can not be bothered about the writers of the blog's I love so you can imagine how amusing I found it. I confess all the interest is flattering.

As much as it may seem like I want to be anon- It really just stems from Laziness.

I can be arsed to take photos or link my instagram here so I have no pictures.

But I am not catfish sha- you can take my word for it.

I currently tweet from  here. I am pretty random and obsessive. And I also have zero tolerance for iranu.

I block very easily- no threats just saying; so keep your opinion to your own twitter okay?

I have updated my profile to include an email address where I can be reached on- So if anyone wants to send me presents for " coming out" feel free to contact me.

As for my instagram- I am wary as to how most readers will receive me so no instagram account- but again; this needs repeating- I AM NO CATFISH.

Admist all the tears and laughter, I resolved to live my life to the fullest.

The utmost fullest life is what I think I deserve.

Which I why I am going on another vacation.

LOL- Hardly a vacay. But once I get approval from my managers and partners.

I am off to have the time of my life. With people I love and who love me in return.

Also in all the laughter with my family. I did not feel so alone.

On a different note

Last night I went to karaoke with my mainest day one office lovers.

We had such an amazing time- My friend Ori who is a singer but pretends to be an investment banks to idle about has the most amazing voice.

But she was not last nights star.

Actually Last night there were two stars.

This nice young man who decided to stare into my soul while doing a really good rendition of - Az's yet last night. I was like


Can You stop staring at me pleaseeeeeeeeeee. LOL

My friends found it so hilarous. I was like urgh.

the second and main star was someone called "Austine"- I remember his name because as he picked his song Muni and I were saying " Please do not do this"

But HE DID THE DAMN THING!

Home boy channeled Neyo and slayed " do you" by Neyo.

He also recorded the whole performance AND I strongly believe he plans to get an ex back.

If you are the woman he sends that recording to- Stay strong, I also do not think your current man stands a chance. So if " Austine" gets you back- I understand.

Finally the weekend is here. I plan to take my other cousins to see a movie and just generally spend time with them catch up on who is dating who; who has a new boyfriend - my younger cousins seem no have no issues switching partners. Almost too easy.

There are not enough side eye's in the world for me to give to them.

But I am looking forward to them and to my mini vacay.

Enjoy the weekend and make the most of it.

Who you should marry.

You should marry your brother or cousin.

But a close cousin.

In fact, a 1st cousin.

I think Abraham knew what he was doing when he gave Issac to" Rebby baby girl"*

Why should you marry your brother?

Because then you do not need a new family. Your old one will suffice.

You never have to learn how to greet your husbands mother- because I mean you have been greeting her all
your life a certain way.

You know what else? Your mother will never wake up at 3 am to pray for the salvation of your husband to be.

I mean- You guys already attend the same church/ mosque.

Which means if you are catholic, your husband will never have to sign away his rights to raise his kids how he  likes to the church.


If you marry your cousin- your aunty becomes your mother in law.

I can give you a million and one reasons why this would work, pure blood lines, no half blood princes etc etc etc

But most importantly- the off chances of loosing the one you really love to religion or tribe differences - totally eliminated.

Okay- maybe same aso-ebi during the wedding is more important.

*= Rebecca in the bible was chosen to marry her cousin Issac as all the other girls around were heathens.

Same old, different new.

so back to work after the strike, and we have to put in 30 extra hours during the week. bleh.

But i dont mind, im off to the Buj for work.
this would be my year of little or no complaining.

only appreciation and thanksgiving.

actually that would be my new years resolution, to be more positive and to be thankful.

On Monday while I was at the Lovers place, we were boiling yam and i was having problems

opening the new pack of St Louis Sugar( You know the blue rectangular one- yes that one)

and he helped me open it and I said to him-

Do you know there was a time we bought sugar out of the carton, like 5 for N10.

and he looked at me.

And I knew then that he understood.

That there are many things money would not do to me.

However i am worried about my children, with my new hours at work and all that
I have no idea how i will cope, but im sure God has it all figured out.

I need to find a way to move my work out video onto my Ipad so I can do it at the gym.

I've also realised how much resentment I hold towards packing. it probably stems from my indecision which gives my to my inability to pack light.

Writing essays- trying to sell your self in the most attractive light possible, is a process everyone should attempt to go through. or go through. There is so much I have learnt from my self during this process.

one of which I think is this - I am fluid in my person.

to person A I am fire, person B - Wind. Person C- Earth.

what I'm still working through if this is a great or good thing. ( nothing about me is bad- New years resolution remember?)

Hows the move back from the National strike? Amazing, did we utilize the time?

Or did we Occupy the Lover? like I did?

Thanksgiving.

While im fully resident in Nigeria,

And we dont celebrate thanksgiving. there is the need to be thankful.

I remember this time last year i was in Ny for thanks giving and it was beautiful.

My aunt just underwent heart surgery sucessfully, she was able to get someone to look after her kids while in the hospital.

There was so much to be thankful for.

And this year we have a lot more to be thankful for,

for good health, wealth, successes promotions, inductions, Birthdays, lovers quarrels, everything its impossible to count.

But i am thankful, most for myself

This last year i have grown, my Yoruba has become better, my people skills increased, wisdom nko? e don pack come my domot.

this 2011 make i no even talk lie, na me God vex dash this 2011.

If you see as God use me take shine this year ehn?

You sef - wen you carry eye torch lite as God don use me shine wella this year e go hungry you make you come serve this My God.

None the less this year has been amazing- and all Glory is returned to God.

Baba God i say Thank you. i am Thankful.

:)

What are you thankful for?

Children of these days

are totally clueless and so facking spoilt. its amusing.

and embarrassing to the parents.

for instance. my12 - sorry 11 and 9month old cousin- doesn't know the story about the 10 virgins.

from the bible o, before some of my readers start getting excited.

anyways so I asked her. i actually said Mena, tell me about the 10 virgins in the bible. she started:

so the seven bridesmaids were waiting for Jesus to come...

im def sending my kids to a Christian school. at least it would be compulsory for them to know the bible.

not like this helps tho, i Know quite a number of girls that went to FA and turned out to have quite a number of sex tapes.

- im just saying.

but i think the world is too wicked to not take your child to church.- Segun

my friend tweeted that earlier. i agreed.

on to more exciting newssss.

NEW HAND BAGGGGG!!!

*insert fire works here*

i know i know im not supposed to be taking stuff i dont need anymore from the Mother.

but this bag- love at first sight. i mean i actually transferred all my stuff into it instantly- just incase she changed her mind- and decided to give my sister.

#side note: Major shout out to people who stay giving the mother gifts she would never use. God would make you people bigger.

so at the spa this AM.the lover saw the bag and said " i thought you had stopped buying things?"

i said oh the Mother blessed me with it this morning, he replied " so because you didnt want her to change her mind you sharply started using it"

i hate how he knows me so well.

on a mini review about the spa we went to.

well. it sucked. we went to the Make up den on Awolowo road. and the service was poor.

a one hour aromatherapy massage lasted only 40mins and it was fucked.

anyways thats what he said- me i havent gone. lol

i dont feel so bad because i got the deal of dealdey.com

www.dealdey.com

this isnt even free pr. its a good site with a lot of deals that i have taken advantage of.

i mean there is a lot of misrepresentation but since im a cheap skate. anything close to what i asked for i take. with glee too.

speaking of glee. havent watched that show in ages, im obsessed with Madmen and entourage.

Arsenal.

after the poor massage, i invited the lover over to lunch at mine and to watch the match- a probably give him another massage with a happy ending- lol jk.

basically to pacify him for the poor massage. he declined.

AND THANK GOD HE DID!!!

that team is a waste. hiaaaaaaaan.

offcourse i watched the game, with my sister and husband- both arsenal fans, and i mocked them.

#random? why is Yakubu so fat? like how can one be a footballer with all that training AND STILL BE AS FAT AS OYINKAN????

and yes i realise you all dont know who she is- she is fat. that would be all you need to know*

speaking of fat.

i hate what my body looks like now.

i need to get myself into the gym.

because im almost 6 feet, any unnecessary weight would mean i would end up looking like khole k. and the good lord in heaven knows i do not want that.

i mean i am not painfully thin anymore thank God. but i do not want to be looked at in expectation when that sound sultans Orobo - abi gorodom(sp?) jam comes on at the club to dance and whine my waist like gorodom.

ok you get my point.

i sha need a gym bra to go to the gym and work out. i mean what good is a skinny waist with breasts touching your knees?

i'll tell you- NONE.

it would profit me nothing 2 be skinny and lose my perky twins in the process.

Tomorrow is my church Harvest.

My mother saw my outfit and said, i should be free all these small girl clothes now and he sewing skirts and blouses, because apparently i am now marriage-able.

my mothers new obsession with marriage is amazing.

because a part of me- i dont think wants to get married.

even though i am obsessed with aso-ebi.

i think today is My fathers birthday.

im not to sure.

it actually is- i just went to ask my mum.

her reply " how did you remember"

this life- the strangest things happen. i swear.

* Oyinkan is really not fat. but she isnt a skinny bitch either.

but she keeps saying my face looks like shit- which is a lie from the pit of hell btw- so this is a mini payback.xx

today

I have sooooo much to blog about. But I can't seem to find where to draw the line between My Journal and my Blog and My secret Diary.

Today I met my half brother- to be fair this was the 3rd time I was seeing him, but the 1st time I was meeting him and talking and all that.

Bonus I met his beautiful fiance.

For the longest time I had begrudged my father for leaving my Mother to raise 3 children without a job.

Then to find out he had a child BEFORE he maRried my mother.

I became very disinterested in relations with him.

So when my half brother came into the picture- my sister discovered him through hi5. I was not interested. Infact I was reluctant to relate with him. Anyways I did go and see him at the palms about 3 xmases ago after a LOT of encouragement from the Lover.

But all that asides like last week he sent me a face-book message that he was in town. And like everyself respecting human being my facebook profile is verrrry private. Anyways so he sent me his number about 2days later and I called him.

We had tried all week to meet up BUT work had been crazy- so today when he called me- I just bailed from work AND went to meet him.

He looks soooo much like my father- its startling. Well maybe not startling but shocking because my brother looks nothing like my father.

But you see he is Nothing like my father and I realised how wrong I was attempting to transfer the Hate/ dislike/negative energy I have for my father to him.

I had such a fun time talking to him today I'm thankful I didn't see a movie. It turns out he is very close to my fathers people ie my grand dad- who I JUST found out today HAD FOUR WIVES!!!!!

I tell you the institution of marriage is very scary.

Anyways I found out a lot from him but I am thankful I have kept away from my fathers people.

As a Yoruba girl I realise that when I have to get married I'd have to do it like the Yoruba tradition and involve my Father and all that. What I really want is for my Mother to re-marry so we can by-pass all that.

Its just so annoying that a man doesn't look after his children but when things go alright they are eager to share in the glory. Its very irritating.

Anyways I wish him and his Fiancee a nice wedding- hopefully I'd be available to attend- a part of me does not want to because I know my father would be at the wedding of my Half brother- awkward much? I know when I get to that bridge I'd cross it.


Onto less heart wrenching news

I still haven't given the lover anything.

Work is ok- my coworker or rather ex co-worker said once she saw me she knew I'd be worth the employment. :)

Compliments from co-workers make me happy. ^_^

A little to happy. For someone who compliments don't Faze. I like getting work related compliments sadly they are far and few between each other.

My GrandMa is in town- Nothing reminds you of how far you have come like your grandma.

I am thankful for her.

As is my Younger brother too- this excites me. I love his non bathing self too much.

Anyways breakfast at Cafelicious tomorrow with the Lover On me.

Of recent I've observed my gold digging traits returning- I am glad. I'd hate to be one of those girls who wouldn't take things from men. Lol jk.

Still thinking about that belly button piercing. Motivation to slave away at the gym for ever.

My friend Debo suggested this 30min intense work out plan- *tufia* when I'm not a spartan?

Ok enough of my rambling. Tomorrow is a busy day.

Need to cut my nails-making a fist without hurting is impossible.