This weekend, an uncle told me i had been included in his Will, i laughed about it reminding him that those were not the kind of things he told people (yeah, thanks to my yoruba movie watching self) just in-case... he was actually going to show it to me but i said no, his not supposed to show it to me either. I could not help but wonder though what he had left for me. A house in nigeria? some money? the house here in the states (as long as it's debt free sha) don't know what else he has that is of value like that, or like he would always tease " to you schic, i leave my dirty clothes and underwear."lol.. hmmm... i wonder.... i just wonder....(anyone remember 3rd eye? or atleast i think that's what it was called) but it's nice knowing someone likes me enough to leave me something... pray God keeps him till old age though...
Oh yeah, about 2-3 weeks ago, attended a singles and couples dinner function hosted by the church. One of the activities they had was that one where they had one partner answer questions about the other that they had previously asked the other. Which brings me to asking -
How much should we really know about our significant other?
I personally don't ask a lot of questions about things unless i'm told and don't think i'm into details like that. They asked some very funny questions that had me wondering if i'm supposed to actually know all that. Some, i'm certain i should know but others where just out of it.
They asked one lady what primary school her husband went to? she got it wrong.
They asked a guy what was his mother-in-law's maiden name? (this i still think is a little too much abi?) of-course he had no clue.
They asked another lady how she knows when her husband is trying to get some (i thought that was funny) She said he would stay home the whole day...lol.... sure got it right.
They asked the same lady her husband's best friend, she mentioned someone else but her husband had put down her...lol...
They asked this the last time they went out by themselves, dude could not remember o, but i really don't blame him sha.. i'm sure his bothered with making sure his family is alrite. The same guy they asked what was his wife's boss's name. I think he got that wrong too... but should he really have known that? and remember for that matter. At the end the wife has some funny look, and everyone kept teasing that they still had a lot of work to do after 3 yrs and he could only answer about 2 questions right out of like 6.
So i know i should know everything about my significant other but somethings i didn't even think about, like the mother-in-law's maiden name i think is a bit far-fetched... Right?
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Easter
I’m sorry that for a minute I became one of those people that had forgotten the real meaning of Easter. An older friend of mine had mentioned something about a get-together for Good Friday and as usual got excited about an opportunity to socialize until another friend suggested that Good Friday was not a good day to have a party. More like it was a time for reflection. Even though I argued lamely that we had been redeemed, the same excuse I gave for not following the lent fast; I knew that I had to take a minute and check myself.
The true meaning of Easter, like Christmas for those of us following the Christian faith has been lost amidst all the bunnies, candies, baskets, the bright colors of spring, etc. For some reason I knew I needed to be sober to reflect. This year so far I’ve not been the best of Christians as I was last year and maybe I need to get myself together “God forbid I miss heaven!”
Today I ponder and imagine the suffering, the pain, the agony, the disgrace that my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ went through just so that my dumb ass doesn’t roast in Hell. I imagine the amount of blood he shed while being beaten just so that atonement can be made for all those stupid sins that I allow my body to commit constantly; that same blood that still cleanses when I humble myself enough to ask him to please forgive me again and again.
I imagine my Lord on the Cross of Calvary, his head down, his neck probably broken along with every other bone/rib in his body, nails drenched into his palms like a dangerous, mental criminal, yet he was blameless, he had not committed any of the sins he was accused of. Yet He bore it ALL! A sacrificial lamb – “THE LAMB OF GOD.”
Oh but how wonderful is He, yes he died, but then he ROSE again on the third day just so that all what he had been saying and the scriptures be fulfilled. He even appeared to many- eat and drank with them and after 40 days He left again to that beautiful place I must make – HEAVEN.
I wanted to watch the movie “Passion of the Christ,” but I couldn’t bring myself to, yet today I REMEMBER!
Feel free to read these Scriptures.
Matthew 27 & 28, Hebrews chapter 9, Leviticus chapter 4, Isaiah chapter 53
The true meaning of Easter, like Christmas for those of us following the Christian faith has been lost amidst all the bunnies, candies, baskets, the bright colors of spring, etc. For some reason I knew I needed to be sober to reflect. This year so far I’ve not been the best of Christians as I was last year and maybe I need to get myself together “God forbid I miss heaven!”
Today I ponder and imagine the suffering, the pain, the agony, the disgrace that my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ went through just so that my dumb ass doesn’t roast in Hell. I imagine the amount of blood he shed while being beaten just so that atonement can be made for all those stupid sins that I allow my body to commit constantly; that same blood that still cleanses when I humble myself enough to ask him to please forgive me again and again.
I imagine my Lord on the Cross of Calvary, his head down, his neck probably broken along with every other bone/rib in his body, nails drenched into his palms like a dangerous, mental criminal, yet he was blameless, he had not committed any of the sins he was accused of. Yet He bore it ALL! A sacrificial lamb – “THE LAMB OF GOD.”
Oh but how wonderful is He, yes he died, but then he ROSE again on the third day just so that all what he had been saying and the scriptures be fulfilled. He even appeared to many- eat and drank with them and after 40 days He left again to that beautiful place I must make – HEAVEN.
I wanted to watch the movie “Passion of the Christ,” but I couldn’t bring myself to, yet today I REMEMBER!
Feel free to read these Scriptures.
Matthew 27 & 28, Hebrews chapter 9, Leviticus chapter 4, Isaiah chapter 53
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
"They"
Let me first of all use the opportunity to welcome back Miss. Vera. One of the few people i read so diligently at work when i should have been doing proper work and how i came about starting my own blog- SHE'S BACK! and she says she's back for good! We'll see about it- A beautiful write i must add (no, i don't know her personally o) She's also been kind enough to correct my detective watching, name unknowing series. So it's not CSI I watch, it's law and order. I sha knew it was the one with Mr. Big and that SVU one ( I actually put SUV again before i saw it, na wa o).
Anyway, with that said, I could have sworn Prince had gotten the message. After not speaking to him for like a week. Unfortunately i was at a friend's place yesterday when my phone rang and since i was too lazy to even get up, my friend picked it up and it happened to be Prince. After the little pleasantries and all, i promised to call him back when i got home. My friend rite there challenged me that i should not have lied to the guy because we both knew i was not going to call him back. She knows my bad habits like that. I say i'll call u back to get off the phone a lot. Anyway, i told her i was really going to call him back sha. I figured that's the least i can do for the guy as he really would make a good friend.
Inspite of my being tired and all, i managed to call him sha. One thing i don't like is people beating around the bush. I mean, we're adults and have a right to say whatever as long as it's not offensive and rude to another rite? But not prince o! Prince would say things like so talk to me, and i'll be like about what? His usual answer is u know now? Abeg i be winch? am i supposed to know what his thinking? I've told him repeatedly that i'm open to conversation-don't call having sex-doing that thing, don't just say what's up when u're really trying to find out what is wrong with a situation. You make vague conversations, i reply vaguely too. Anyway, we were having that kind of conversation when i finally asked when you say what's up are u still refering to with both of us? As i had given different kind of excuses in the past, i told him straight up that i don't think it can work because am not at a point in my life to commit to long distance (ok, that one is a lie, but i don't want one with him) Told him i was open in the beginning because i thought i could do long distance but the effort is weighing me down and i can't and don't want to do again. Na so Prince say No o!!! That since i have put in effort in the first place, i must put in more effort now. Abeg what have i put myself into????????? I had to end with the need for me to go to sleep immediately. I was too irritated.
Unto another issue on my mind jare. About two weeks ago i was talking to a friend when she mentioned that her sister had taken some issues to prayers and "they" had told her she was have difficulty finding a husband and subsequently having kids as well. I remember when i was wayyyy younger, an aunt that used to live with us came back from her mum's town and told me she had taken the names of some men to prayer as in regards to marriage and "they" said it was to be a particular man. A very good friend of mine here as well calls home every time she is in a relationship so "they" can pray about it and there is always a response back if the guy is the one or not.
Those are only a few of the situations i've heard that "they" came back with a message from God. Honestly, I love God with a passion and as such respect men of God but i don't understand the aspect of "they." My friend asked me one time if i gave the name of the guy in my life to my father to go and pray about it and find out. Now they've been many situations from being in this country that whenever i speak to popsie he just says, well, we're praying about it and God is going to do it. Now popsie is really into God like that. Infact his one of the something for one of the biggest pentecostal assemblies in Nigeria but the most i've heard him say to a situation is that "ahh, we even prayed about the situation at our Elders Home Fellowship" or say pastor and i prayed about it. Infact the height of it has been that him and GO had prayed about it at some point.
Ok, i just lost my complete train of thoughts for this post. But i guess i was trying to understand the biblical aspect and rightness (is that a word?) of "they." In Situations i've had trying, i found that i can seek the face of the Lord in prayer and fasting and a little quiet time. Many times, i 've asked God to confirm something for me with a particular situation by asking for something else to happen and it has worked in the past. I've shared prayer requests with fellow brothers/sisters in Christ and all that and i've actually had a couple of prayer partners tell me a dream or message they had about me or a situation we had prayed concerning.
But i still don't understand "they."
Anyway, with that said, I could have sworn Prince had gotten the message. After not speaking to him for like a week. Unfortunately i was at a friend's place yesterday when my phone rang and since i was too lazy to even get up, my friend picked it up and it happened to be Prince. After the little pleasantries and all, i promised to call him back when i got home. My friend rite there challenged me that i should not have lied to the guy because we both knew i was not going to call him back. She knows my bad habits like that. I say i'll call u back to get off the phone a lot. Anyway, i told her i was really going to call him back sha. I figured that's the least i can do for the guy as he really would make a good friend.
Inspite of my being tired and all, i managed to call him sha. One thing i don't like is people beating around the bush. I mean, we're adults and have a right to say whatever as long as it's not offensive and rude to another rite? But not prince o! Prince would say things like so talk to me, and i'll be like about what? His usual answer is u know now? Abeg i be winch? am i supposed to know what his thinking? I've told him repeatedly that i'm open to conversation-don't call having sex-doing that thing, don't just say what's up when u're really trying to find out what is wrong with a situation. You make vague conversations, i reply vaguely too. Anyway, we were having that kind of conversation when i finally asked when you say what's up are u still refering to with both of us? As i had given different kind of excuses in the past, i told him straight up that i don't think it can work because am not at a point in my life to commit to long distance (ok, that one is a lie, but i don't want one with him) Told him i was open in the beginning because i thought i could do long distance but the effort is weighing me down and i can't and don't want to do again. Na so Prince say No o!!! That since i have put in effort in the first place, i must put in more effort now. Abeg what have i put myself into????????? I had to end with the need for me to go to sleep immediately. I was too irritated.
Unto another issue on my mind jare. About two weeks ago i was talking to a friend when she mentioned that her sister had taken some issues to prayers and "they" had told her she was have difficulty finding a husband and subsequently having kids as well. I remember when i was wayyyy younger, an aunt that used to live with us came back from her mum's town and told me she had taken the names of some men to prayer as in regards to marriage and "they" said it was to be a particular man. A very good friend of mine here as well calls home every time she is in a relationship so "they" can pray about it and there is always a response back if the guy is the one or not.
Those are only a few of the situations i've heard that "they" came back with a message from God. Honestly, I love God with a passion and as such respect men of God but i don't understand the aspect of "they." My friend asked me one time if i gave the name of the guy in my life to my father to go and pray about it and find out. Now they've been many situations from being in this country that whenever i speak to popsie he just says, well, we're praying about it and God is going to do it. Now popsie is really into God like that. Infact his one of the something for one of the biggest pentecostal assemblies in Nigeria but the most i've heard him say to a situation is that "ahh, we even prayed about the situation at our Elders Home Fellowship" or say pastor and i prayed about it. Infact the height of it has been that him and GO had prayed about it at some point.
Ok, i just lost my complete train of thoughts for this post. But i guess i was trying to understand the biblical aspect and rightness (is that a word?) of "they." In Situations i've had trying, i found that i can seek the face of the Lord in prayer and fasting and a little quiet time. Many times, i 've asked God to confirm something for me with a particular situation by asking for something else to happen and it has worked in the past. I've shared prayer requests with fellow brothers/sisters in Christ and all that and i've actually had a couple of prayer partners tell me a dream or message they had about me or a situation we had prayed concerning.
But i still don't understand "they."
Thursday, March 13, 2008
CSI
I need to be stopped! I've made it a habit to stay up and watch reruns of CSI. I especially like Criminal Intent-i think that's what it's called, the one with Mr. Big from Sex and the City? I also like Special Victims Unit (SVU). I think i called it SUV for the longest time my sister got irritated with it...lol...
Anyway, last night, that was the last thing i watched before sleeping off, but abeg someone tell me why i had a complete dream of some Criminal Intent Stuff? I can't remember the full gist sha, but i remember i was one of the investigators with an oyinbo man as my partner. It was a nigerian case that had us traveling to nigeria as part of the investigation sha. I woke up laughing and sorry for myself...lol. I even remember having black pant suit on with dark sunglasses even stopping by popsie and all that...
The dream kuku finished with us solving the case... it's unfortunate i can't remember the details of the case...
Anyway, last night, that was the last thing i watched before sleeping off, but abeg someone tell me why i had a complete dream of some Criminal Intent Stuff? I can't remember the full gist sha, but i remember i was one of the investigators with an oyinbo man as my partner. It was a nigerian case that had us traveling to nigeria as part of the investigation sha. I woke up laughing and sorry for myself...lol. I even remember having black pant suit on with dark sunglasses even stopping by popsie and all that...
The dream kuku finished with us solving the case... it's unfortunate i can't remember the details of the case...
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Females
As a woman myself, i love the power we hold as women but can't understand why some of us don't know how to handle it.
So there is this girl called "P." She's really one of my closest male friends sister so by default sha we know each other especially since i'm much older than her (recently, it's been hard to call her a friend like that). Sometime last year, am at drama practice at church when P calls me. Her brother is rite there as well and she begs, i must not let him know she's the one on the other end. I asked to just call her back when i'm done but before i'm even done, she's called me back like twice.
I finally call her back on my way home. P is on the phone weeping real hard. "S.Chic, i don't know who else to call, i don't really have any friends since i've been dating Mr. V i've not really been close to any one but Mr. V and i just broke up and i need to talk to someone."
I really don't know what to say to things like this especially since P had never called me for anything before that and if she really knew me, i would be the last person she would call. Maybe every now and then i'm at their house and we're all gisting but she's never gone out of her way to call me. Anyway, out of the goodness of my heart i said "sorry o what happened, feel free to talk i'll just listen (abeg is this what people say in such situations?)
After her small whining sha, i told her if she wants her man back she can get him back...lol... (don't ask me abeg i don't know how she was going to) told her worse thing she'll eat humble pie and beg the dude, she'll cook and take it to him if need be, she'll call as often as she can, u know, things like that. Oh, yeah so Mr. V is a much older guy, don't know exactly how old but we all call him Mr. V so that we're not calling him uncle or anything silly like that,and as per our yoruba culture, we all used "e" for him (which is how we refer to older people as a sign of respect...
Later that nite, P calls me back again saying she wanted me to be on the phone while she was talking to Mr. V so that i'll see why he won't listen to her pleas. Well, she gets Mr. V on the phone begins to beg him for another chance, talking bout how they can go for counseling together, she's asking for 21 days (please me sef i'm asking 21 days for what?), how she promises to change and all that... it was all too funny sha.(Me sef, i'm beginning to realize that i have no real work to do..lol)
By the time she was done talking and Mr. V started his own talking... i was ashamed to claim this girl for real. I mean i'm not saying don't sleep around if u can't help yourself, it's ur cross carry it abeg but please don't sleep with the same group of guys that u know they know each other and word will get around especially if they are all nigerians in a small community! This was P's story. Unfortunately the first time they put it to the guy's face he forgave her, this time he could not take it anymore. He just said a whole bunch of things sha. How if his going out she's whining and complaining bout him going out to meet other guys but she was roaming around the street like Bingo on heat and on the loose. After guy had said his peace, i know it was his peace and even i felt it for him because I never knew Mr. V was a stutterer, this man stuttered/stammered all through and that's how i knew he was angry. Guy sha finally agreed to give her time for some reason.
P has apparently been seeing a therapist. I'm thinking this girl na wa oh. I was convinced we had tougher skin as per naijas but i guess i was wrong. She totally broke down when i got there. The whole 3 years they were dating they never did anything for val's day. First year his dating this new chick, they are going out of town for the weekend...lol...
She's not even worried they've broken up now but she's determined that Mr. V must not marry before her and she does not have anyone at the moment. BUT she likes this particular guy...gosh i'm running out of names to call people...lol... Let's call him Bold. Ok, so she showed me Bold's picture on facebook. His fine as crap i won't even lie. My dear P is stalking him though. Bold is in professional school where P is. P knows what time Bold gets on the elevator each morning and she's there at the same time. P knows around what time Bold logs into gmail so she's on 24 hrs waiting for him. P goes through Bold's facebook pictures (his got like 3 hundred and something pics up) and she goes through them twice a day. Once in the morning before she lives the house, and once in the evening before she goes to bed after his logged off gmail.
P knows what his studying, when his finishing, and what his doing next. I asked her why she's not already confronted him as they have only spoken in regards to some society at school she is trying to make him be a member. She says she's not bold enough to talk to him on a personal basis yet.
B finds out Bold is friends with my cousin's boyfriend and she wants him tell Bold. When he finally makes mention to bold that there is a girl that likes him, Bold says his scared, lol... the girl is really wierd the way she stirs at him and happens to turn up everywhere he is.
Two weeks later i see P at a function. She said she finally got the guts to ask Bold over to dinner at her house but she's over him now. She's moved on to someone else. She's not going to follow up on dinner with Bold.
Hmmm... Some of us ladies do give others a name sha...
So there is this girl called "P." She's really one of my closest male friends sister so by default sha we know each other especially since i'm much older than her (recently, it's been hard to call her a friend like that). Sometime last year, am at drama practice at church when P calls me. Her brother is rite there as well and she begs, i must not let him know she's the one on the other end. I asked to just call her back when i'm done but before i'm even done, she's called me back like twice.
I finally call her back on my way home. P is on the phone weeping real hard. "S.Chic, i don't know who else to call, i don't really have any friends since i've been dating Mr. V i've not really been close to any one but Mr. V and i just broke up and i need to talk to someone."
I really don't know what to say to things like this especially since P had never called me for anything before that and if she really knew me, i would be the last person she would call. Maybe every now and then i'm at their house and we're all gisting but she's never gone out of her way to call me. Anyway, out of the goodness of my heart i said "sorry o what happened, feel free to talk i'll just listen (abeg is this what people say in such situations?)
After her small whining sha, i told her if she wants her man back she can get him back...lol... (don't ask me abeg i don't know how she was going to) told her worse thing she'll eat humble pie and beg the dude, she'll cook and take it to him if need be, she'll call as often as she can, u know, things like that. Oh, yeah so Mr. V is a much older guy, don't know exactly how old but we all call him Mr. V so that we're not calling him uncle or anything silly like that,and as per our yoruba culture, we all used "e" for him (which is how we refer to older people as a sign of respect...
Later that nite, P calls me back again saying she wanted me to be on the phone while she was talking to Mr. V so that i'll see why he won't listen to her pleas. Well, she gets Mr. V on the phone begins to beg him for another chance, talking bout how they can go for counseling together, she's asking for 21 days (please me sef i'm asking 21 days for what?), how she promises to change and all that... it was all too funny sha.(Me sef, i'm beginning to realize that i have no real work to do..lol)
By the time she was done talking and Mr. V started his own talking... i was ashamed to claim this girl for real. I mean i'm not saying don't sleep around if u can't help yourself, it's ur cross carry it abeg but please don't sleep with the same group of guys that u know they know each other and word will get around especially if they are all nigerians in a small community! This was P's story. Unfortunately the first time they put it to the guy's face he forgave her, this time he could not take it anymore. He just said a whole bunch of things sha. How if his going out she's whining and complaining bout him going out to meet other guys but she was roaming around the street like Bingo on heat and on the loose. After guy had said his peace, i know it was his peace and even i felt it for him because I never knew Mr. V was a stutterer, this man stuttered/stammered all through and that's how i knew he was angry. Guy sha finally agreed to give her time for some reason.
That was the last i heard from P again.
This year- day after Val's day, P calls me crying. Mr. V is going out of town with another female and he had the guts to come and collect the camera he gave her to take with him...lol... I didn't know it was over again. I had seen Mr. R at the house earlier in January. Infact while a couple of us were downstairs gisting Mr. V and P were in her bedroom. She sounded so devastated i went over her place after work. (I'm nice like that)
P has apparently been seeing a therapist. I'm thinking this girl na wa oh. I was convinced we had tougher skin as per naijas but i guess i was wrong. She totally broke down when i got there. The whole 3 years they were dating they never did anything for val's day. First year his dating this new chick, they are going out of town for the weekend...lol...
She's not even worried they've broken up now but she's determined that Mr. V must not marry before her and she does not have anyone at the moment. BUT she likes this particular guy...gosh i'm running out of names to call people...lol... Let's call him Bold. Ok, so she showed me Bold's picture on facebook. His fine as crap i won't even lie. My dear P is stalking him though. Bold is in professional school where P is. P knows what time Bold gets on the elevator each morning and she's there at the same time. P knows around what time Bold logs into gmail so she's on 24 hrs waiting for him. P goes through Bold's facebook pictures (his got like 3 hundred and something pics up) and she goes through them twice a day. Once in the morning before she lives the house, and once in the evening before she goes to bed after his logged off gmail.
P knows what his studying, when his finishing, and what his doing next. I asked her why she's not already confronted him as they have only spoken in regards to some society at school she is trying to make him be a member. She says she's not bold enough to talk to him on a personal basis yet.
B finds out Bold is friends with my cousin's boyfriend and she wants him tell Bold. When he finally makes mention to bold that there is a girl that likes him, Bold says his scared, lol... the girl is really wierd the way she stirs at him and happens to turn up everywhere he is.
Two weeks later i see P at a function. She said she finally got the guts to ask Bold over to dinner at her house but she's over him now. She's moved on to someone else. She's not going to follow up on dinner with Bold.
Hmmm... Some of us ladies do give others a name sha...
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
The lesson of the five balls
Someone forwarded a link to me and i thought i would share it here as a reminder to myself:
Imagine that life is a game in which you are juggling five balls. The five balls are: family, friends, health, integrity, and work. And you are keeping all of them in the air. But one day you finally come to understand that "work" is a rubber ball. If you drop it, it will bounce back. The other four---family, friends, health, and integrity---are made of glass. And if you drop them, they will crack, chip, or shatter. Once you truly understand the lesson of the five balls, you will discover balance in your life ---James Patterson
It's from a blog and a reply to a comment was:
Friends, family, health, integrity.....you must care for these balls more than you care for that ball of work. Jobs come and go. Work is the means to an end. Bottom line: you work = they pay you, that's why you're there. There will always be other jobs. There will be jobs that you like much better or much worse than other jobs, but you can always find SOMEthing to do for wages. But family, true friends? Those aren't so easy to come by, those deserve the best treatment, the most care. They deserve the best you have to offer them. Abuse your health too much or neglect it for too long and you won't be able to get it back. And your integrity? What happens to YOU when you damage that, to your self-esteem, to your attitude about yourself and everyone around you? (http://people.tribe.net/suchadreamer/blog/331d0796-b925-4526-861a-6964a151f5c9)
Thinking how true this is...
Monday, March 3, 2008
Post dates
The post below was started last friday, finished it today and posted it but i see it's showing friday's date. How do i switch that date to today? Abeg any persin with compura knowledge extend the knowledge my way.
Thanks a bunch!
Thanks a bunch!
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