I was tired of looking at that last post and wanted to put up something else but my dear friend, TIME will not permit me.
This week is terribly busy gosh! Na wa o! All this work just so that man must survive. Abeg any rich guys out there looking for a stay at home wife? I will do for real... Forget all them years in undergrad/grad school. I really just want to sit at home and make dem babies, cook, clean, and just anticipate my husband coming home each nite to meet me in his choice of fantasy outfit... I'll be whatever he wants me to be...police officer, french maid, school girl, etc... (fill in your choice of outfit if you wish)
Ok, enough day dreaming, i laugh at myself a co-worker just came through thinking i was doing serious work. To crown it all up we have some dumb community meeting tonite. This ain't even my community abi wetin una talk?
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
MY VAL'S DAY
How I Spent My Valentine’s Day.
It was 6:30a.m. when my mobile phone rang and it was him. He was waking me up to say good morning and we ended up saying a prayer for the day, made plans to meet up later tonite for a quiet evening at his place rather than be amongst the other lovers out there in the restaurants.
Headed out of the house at 8:15a.m. only to find a red card with a scripture in it that read:
Love is patient and is kind;
Love doesn't envy.
Love doesn't brag, is not proud, doesn't behave itself inappropriately,
doesn't seek its own way, is not provoked, takes no account of evil; doesn't rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails.
“Because we know what love is, Our love will never fail”
Dude.
My day just got better! I smiled all the way to work while listening to Steve Harvey’s Strawberry letter. On getting to work, Among the little valentine’s day cards my children had made for me, found a nice big balloon, 1 dozen red roses and a box of cookies- my favorite kind too. With the flowers was a card that simple read:
“love is the greatest gift of all”
Dude.
It was lunch time and before I could head out the door was a delivery from one of the mini restaurants around the area. One of my favorites too: Spicy Shrimp and Chicken linguini with a bottle of wine (yeah, on the job so i didn't drink it) a single rose, and a card that red that read:
"Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us..."
Dude
Could the day be any better I said to myself. The day went on and again at 4:00p.m. arrived another delivery of a gift basket, two pink roses with another card that read:
“God loves us. If we live in love, it serves as a sign that God lives in us. We are capable of love only because God loved us first.”
Dude
All this while, I’m unable to reach him by phone. His not picking up the cell phone and his answering machine for work keeps saying his in a meeting and unable to pick up.
Well, 5:30p.m. work day is over and i'm walking to the car with co-workers and on the car is about 6 balloons and a note that read:
“hope you had a good day?” See you later tonite
Dude
Already excited about what the evening held. Sped the entire way home thinking bout my outfit for the evening. Got home, jumped into the shower with my bath and body sugar scrub, followed by Sensual Amber body wash thinking bout what was going to happen later? I was convinced that after tonite I would be engaged, dude's fiancee, bride to be and start planning my wedding. I was excited! There was no doubt about this one, he is finally ready. My head had already created its own scenario, and how I was going to say “yes, yes, yes! I’ll marry you! And what to follow.
7p.m. came and I was dressed up, made up and ready to go. Yes the plan was to stay home but the way the day had gone, I was convinced we may be going out for the evening to the spot where he would propose and I needed the proposal to be perfect so we could have a romantic and good story to tell.
7:30p.m. on the dot the bell rang. It was him. My heart was beating faster than it had ever. At that rate, I think it could have been sounding loud and clear to anyone close enough to me. I wish I had suspected yesterday so I could have gotten a manicure to make sure my nails were in order to compliment the ring when I showed it off.
As I opened the door, I “promise” my heart stopped beating for a minute-he looked too good to be true. Didn’t understand if it was just me or there was a sudden transformation but all of a sudden he was the most handsome man I had ever laid eyes on…
We hugged and shared a brief kiss before we headed out. We talked casually bout how the day had gone and as usual I had forgotten myself again running my mouth about everything that happened at work and how everyone had “wowed” over the gifts he had sent. We listened to our usual naija jams in the car, my favorites too that included “Olo mi” by Tosin Martin, Kpo Kpo di Kpo by Faze, some 2face, Style plus, etc.
We did end up at his house and I’m thinking again maybe my proposal is not going to happen tonite o, maybe his just in the mood, maybe he just got a big break. Well in the house was a nicely prepared meal of yam and eggs, the table was set for two. Candles on display, lights dimmed, some nice slow jams playing (true my mind was far away, I no remember wetin dey play) I’m blushing sha, if black girls can be blushing. Not very often do I get this kinda treatment. Meal was followed by dessert- a slice of my favorite cake with caramel and whip cream and cherry on it.
O.k so meal is over and dude wants to dance. So we danced. Again I can’t remember what we danced to because I think at this point I was in “spirit”, cloud nine, heaven, whatever you want to call it. We’re done dancing and we just sit talking about random stuffs. We’re seated closely and his holding me tightly to himself; We lock lips/exchange spit a bit more, but it's ok, because we're in-love; I’m thinking at this time can he get to it because me I’m tired and will soon fall asleep. We’re quiet for a while watching and listening to nothing in particular. I’m starting to doze off, infact at one point I’m gone…I’m sleeping…and dude wakes me up… I open my eyes and his on his knees…
It’s the moment! the sleep is gone, and I’m sitting upright my finger ready to receive…
s.chic, we’ve been together for all these years and I know for sure without a doubt in my mind that God has ordained this one. Do me a favor and ….
There is a knock on the door, s.chic you’re not going to work today?
WHAT THE HECK? IT WAS ALL A DREAM…
What kinda dream was that? Watever, I’m going back to sleep to finish up this particular dream.
Unfortunately, sleep did not come easy again and I have to go face the day!!
Hope everyone found something to do or someone to be with this Val’s day…
It was 6:30a.m. when my mobile phone rang and it was him. He was waking me up to say good morning and we ended up saying a prayer for the day, made plans to meet up later tonite for a quiet evening at his place rather than be amongst the other lovers out there in the restaurants.
Headed out of the house at 8:15a.m. only to find a red card with a scripture in it that read:
Love is patient and is kind;
Love doesn't envy.
Love doesn't brag, is not proud, doesn't behave itself inappropriately,
doesn't seek its own way, is not provoked, takes no account of evil; doesn't rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails.
“Because we know what love is, Our love will never fail”
Dude.
My day just got better! I smiled all the way to work while listening to Steve Harvey’s Strawberry letter. On getting to work, Among the little valentine’s day cards my children had made for me, found a nice big balloon, 1 dozen red roses and a box of cookies- my favorite kind too. With the flowers was a card that simple read:
“love is the greatest gift of all”
Dude.
It was lunch time and before I could head out the door was a delivery from one of the mini restaurants around the area. One of my favorites too: Spicy Shrimp and Chicken linguini with a bottle of wine (yeah, on the job so i didn't drink it) a single rose, and a card that red that read:
"Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us..."
Dude
Could the day be any better I said to myself. The day went on and again at 4:00p.m. arrived another delivery of a gift basket, two pink roses with another card that read:
“God loves us. If we live in love, it serves as a sign that God lives in us. We are capable of love only because God loved us first.”
Dude
All this while, I’m unable to reach him by phone. His not picking up the cell phone and his answering machine for work keeps saying his in a meeting and unable to pick up.
Well, 5:30p.m. work day is over and i'm walking to the car with co-workers and on the car is about 6 balloons and a note that read:
“hope you had a good day?” See you later tonite
Dude
Already excited about what the evening held. Sped the entire way home thinking bout my outfit for the evening. Got home, jumped into the shower with my bath and body sugar scrub, followed by Sensual Amber body wash thinking bout what was going to happen later? I was convinced that after tonite I would be engaged, dude's fiancee, bride to be and start planning my wedding. I was excited! There was no doubt about this one, he is finally ready. My head had already created its own scenario, and how I was going to say “yes, yes, yes! I’ll marry you! And what to follow.
7p.m. came and I was dressed up, made up and ready to go. Yes the plan was to stay home but the way the day had gone, I was convinced we may be going out for the evening to the spot where he would propose and I needed the proposal to be perfect so we could have a romantic and good story to tell.
7:30p.m. on the dot the bell rang. It was him. My heart was beating faster than it had ever. At that rate, I think it could have been sounding loud and clear to anyone close enough to me. I wish I had suspected yesterday so I could have gotten a manicure to make sure my nails were in order to compliment the ring when I showed it off.
As I opened the door, I “promise” my heart stopped beating for a minute-he looked too good to be true. Didn’t understand if it was just me or there was a sudden transformation but all of a sudden he was the most handsome man I had ever laid eyes on…
We hugged and shared a brief kiss before we headed out. We talked casually bout how the day had gone and as usual I had forgotten myself again running my mouth about everything that happened at work and how everyone had “wowed” over the gifts he had sent. We listened to our usual naija jams in the car, my favorites too that included “Olo mi” by Tosin Martin, Kpo Kpo di Kpo by Faze, some 2face, Style plus, etc.
We did end up at his house and I’m thinking again maybe my proposal is not going to happen tonite o, maybe his just in the mood, maybe he just got a big break. Well in the house was a nicely prepared meal of yam and eggs, the table was set for two. Candles on display, lights dimmed, some nice slow jams playing (true my mind was far away, I no remember wetin dey play) I’m blushing sha, if black girls can be blushing. Not very often do I get this kinda treatment. Meal was followed by dessert- a slice of my favorite cake with caramel and whip cream and cherry on it.
O.k so meal is over and dude wants to dance. So we danced. Again I can’t remember what we danced to because I think at this point I was in “spirit”, cloud nine, heaven, whatever you want to call it. We’re done dancing and we just sit talking about random stuffs. We’re seated closely and his holding me tightly to himself; We lock lips/exchange spit a bit more, but it's ok, because we're in-love; I’m thinking at this time can he get to it because me I’m tired and will soon fall asleep. We’re quiet for a while watching and listening to nothing in particular. I’m starting to doze off, infact at one point I’m gone…I’m sleeping…and dude wakes me up… I open my eyes and his on his knees…
It’s the moment! the sleep is gone, and I’m sitting upright my finger ready to receive…
s.chic, we’ve been together for all these years and I know for sure without a doubt in my mind that God has ordained this one. Do me a favor and ….
There is a knock on the door, s.chic you’re not going to work today?
WHAT THE HECK? IT WAS ALL A DREAM…
What kinda dream was that? Watever, I’m going back to sleep to finish up this particular dream.
Unfortunately, sleep did not come easy again and I have to go face the day!!
Hope everyone found something to do or someone to be with this Val’s day…
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