The Proposal

I figured i'll start from the proposal...trust me, it's easier...

WARNING : THIS POST IS LONG BUT I DIDN'T WANT TO SPLIT IT INTO 2 SO I TRIED TO FINISH IT

It was one of those February 14th cliche'.

After church on that sunday afternoon, SH ( as he would henceforth be called) got on the phone with a friend (Pops as he would be called because his role from now on will be vital) and talked about going to see another friend who was having marital problems and how they thought they could talk some sense into him.

I was kinda/sorta upset that of all days he had chosen sunday to go and solve someone else's problem. Not because i wanted to do any thing special because the restaurants were going to be packed anyway but i wanted us to just chill...i had gotten him a pair of shoes for our monthly gift exchange...so vals day was no biggie. He wanted me to wait till they got back but i was having none of them, made it clear that i was just going to go to my house. He did mention that we should go have dinner afterwards but i was turned off already.

I was napping at home and silently beefing him when he calls and says we should go out and eat...of-course i was quick to say no! He asked that i cook then and of-course nothing like that was going to happen so i quickly agreed to going out. I remembered that he had not changed from his church clothes so i decided to put back on what i wore to church as well so that am not looking like the help...

We got on the road and assumed we were going to his favorite spot but when i noticed we went a different route, i asked where we were going and that's when he mentioned that we could do something different today...so i complained no more... and just enjoyed the ride...

We had been tlaking about visiting this particular place as we had heard some nice stuffs about the place but we never got around to going so it was a very pleasant surprise that that was where we ended up.

Did i mention that all the while, another friend of our's had been calling and he would not pick up?

We had options on where we could eat and finally settled for an Italian cozy buffet after walking around like some serious lovers and observing other lovers, fireworks, jazz pianists, and different kinda people sha... During Dinner, i think we had to different proposals take place with the ladies crying and all...

I must mention that all through dinner, this friend of our's kept calling again but SH would still not pick up.

After dinner, i expressed my thanks and even mentioned that it would be nice for us to come spend the weekend there sometime. We left after paying our $8 parking fees.

Shortly after we left, this friend calls again and i just had to force him to pick up, atleast i thought that was what i was doing..he finally picks up and puts the phone on speaker...our friends where mighty excited on the other end and screaming that they just got engaged. I sure was happy for them but i think i felt a little pang of jealousy especially since i know their beginning as well...They mentioned they were at the same place we just left but in the hotel wing... and after telling them we just left there too, they asked/begged that we turn back and come have drinks with them. SH even asked me if it was ok or we should just go home, of-course it was ok!

We had to find the next exit and find our way back to the place. So SH wants to take his laptop in and i totally disagree...we kinda/sorta argue about it as his claiming that he want to show him some business ideas they had been talking about and am insisting that not on a day like this. We finally go in and his even asking for where the elevator is while am trying to act like am used to coming to places like it...He calls friends back and ask for room number and letting them know we are on our way up.

We get up and can't find room #...we walked from one end of the block to the other and am asking him to call them back to ask for the room again since we can't find room 301....For some reason he refuses to call and just keeps walking along the block checking while am just standing there. Of-course am upset at this point (yeah am impatient...well, my heels were not for doing a lot of walking) He finally calls them and they mention the right room only to find out i had been standing infront of it for the last 5mins. While his on the phone with them and telling them we're outside, i step aside and his knocking on the door of the room and at the same time his pulling out a card to open the door. I was not paying much attention or maybe it just was not registering properly what was going on. The door comes open and then just as i step in looking for the happy couple, and barely closing the door, SH is kneeling down in front and saying a whole bunch of stuff i can't remember now because i was busy staring at the " will you marry me" written on the floor with rose petals and the bottle of champagne in the bucket with ice.

Getting back to him still kneeling, i see he has a ring pulled out and my eyes are popping open while i snatch the ring away from him to look more...lol...his at this time asking for an answer that came out quick enough...

He puts the ring on the right finger and we seal it with a kiss and then was told we were spending the night there....I first disagreed because i have to be comfortable when i go to sleep and that means i can't sleep with make up on my face and besides, i aunt flo was visiting and since it was lite i didn't bring a change...SH just ask that i look in the closet and to my surprise, he had all of those things taking care of....(yes, even up to security for aunt flo) i was impressed!
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The rest of the nite was spent calling family and close friends who already knew and were waiting...Even daddy in Nigeria was still away and this was like 3-4a.m in nigeria...

Gift of life

Between our daily struggles sometimes we forget to appreciate God for something as simple as the gift of life. I was once again reminded how precious and great a gift life is....

Early this morning i got a call from my daddy saying my Brother's father-in-law was killed by armed robbers on his way back from their home town.

It's got to be one of the saddest things i've heard in a long time for several reasons...

***well, first because his somewhat a relative albeit by marriage but somehow him and daddy became close...
***His only son's wedding was to take place this coming weekend in london...the parents were supposed to leave for london Tomorrow.
***my sister-in-law is the last born and somehow daddy's little girl even though with two kids.
***It was not a peaceful death

Am especially saddened because my father has gone through the same experience with armed robbers fortunately his life was spared...

A lot of people are already in london for the upcoming wedding including daddy not only to play in-law but because the son is also marrying a cousin who is daddy's niece....yeah we're keeping it in the family...lol...Daddy and the man had planned to chill together on Wednesday upon their arrival in london...

I pray the Lord will comfort the whole family at this time...I spoke to sis in-law and she sounded strong!

My blog

i know i have so ignored this blog, not because i lack what to blog about but i think laziness plays a big part in it....also, i no longer have the sort of privacy i used to have during work hours; i now constantly have someone looking at what am doing...*hissssssssssssss.*

I've been thinking about how i could also get motivation to update the blog so i've decided to join the wedding lot and thus, am going to document my journey down the aisle on this blog.

I think i have about a year...which should be good...God help me! I can't promise i'll do this all religiously but i'll be here from time to time to catch up.

Not sure where to start though so once i figure it out i'll be back to start am thinking for the sake of my special friend GNG who is probably very very mad at me now, i'll start from the proposal...hehehehe...

Gotto go now!

We going to the Chapel and We...

Thankful

So i've been thinking about the year coming to an end and about the many reasons why i have to be thankful to God or grateful. To be honest, i've had two particular things i've been looking unto God for and this year, out of frustration i've not been good with being thankful for all His done. (Lord pls have mercy on me).

Anyway, after 2 full days of being snowed in, we got a chance to go see a movie on Monday, saw Avatar on 3D, it would have been really really cool if not for the too many times i had to take off the 3D "shades" because it felt so close and was almost having a headache with having all that illusion of things coming into me....the movie was good though but LOOOOGGGGGG!

On the way back, sitting and hiding and shivering under their Jackets were 2 people at a bus stop. Could not identify if they were males or females, but we realized that that was their abode for the nite.

I said a little thank you to God at that point but for some reason, today is Wednesday and i realize that since Monday i have thought about those people more than once! And i've been disturbed by the thought.

So, God, if you're reading, I'll really like to say a big THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart!

The fact that you've provided me with shelter, food, and clothing.
I'm thankful for those things that i've called basic needs and for others are necessities.
I'm thankful that even when i'm really broke, somehow i still get to buy what i want from subway costing a little of $7.
I'm thankful that i can change from one winter jacket to another to suit my outfit.
I'm thankful that my closet over flows and yet am still able to say i don't know or have what to wear.
I'm thankful that i have all my body parts complete.
I'm thankful that i drive a car and can turn on my heat.
I'm thankful that i have health insurance after seeing what my last drs bills are just for regular check-up and blood works.
I'm thankful for the position you've placed me at work that does not allow my time to be cut and my job to be cut off.
I'm thankful for the professional exam i had to take earlier this yr and passed it at once, B told me she had to retake it which meant she had to pay alot of money for it again.
I'm thankful for that particular prayer i did for M and the lab results came back negative.
I'm thankful that you indirectly worked on teaching me patience with the Mr.
I'm especially thankful that the Mr. and I have come this far since we've had all those glitches along the way.
I'm thankful for daddy's life

I just realized that i could go on and on with reasons why i'm thankful. But God, you already know that a thousand tongues would not be enough to express my appreciation...But i ask in the name of your son Jesus Christ to accept what i have to offer!

I don hope that i can find a way to reach out to those people out there....

Is this not sexual Harrassment?

This is the third time this is happening to me at my job with a male parent and it's kinda getting annoying.

The first two parents who are no longer with us, one was nigerian...and he started one time we had our international day program and and i wore one very nice ankara skirt and blouse....from that day on, that man told me how he wanted to take the clothes off me and would always say things in yoruba in front of everybody that i could not respond to. It got to a point where he actually told me he had left his Jamaican wife and moved to an apartment and wanted me to come and visit. That finally went away when he realized he could not get through to me.

The second one was an african american parent i used to chit chat with. His daughter was in the first grade then and i always messed with him to hook me up with someone. He would always say he did not believe i was not saying anyone as "nice and fresh" as i was...lol....We were cool until one day he actually called me during work hours to tell me he was no longer with his wife and wanted to know if he could take me out (infact i think i blogged about this when it happened). At that point i ended up telling him i had already started seeing someone.

Now this current parent...
I'll call him the twins father - The twins used to come to us as early as when they were 4 year old and were in K4. They left only to come back this year to join our 2nd grade class. I noticed during the registration period, the father always wanted me to handle all the papers. He would call ahead of time and if i was not at the office, he would not come. When he did come, he would always give me a hug which i innocently assumed it was a friendly hug...because his wife did the same thing....as per they are also africans and always called used gentle endearments like "hello dear." I stopped the hugs when one day i was walking out on my lunch break at the same time he was leaving after he had picked up the final enrollment papers.....he put his hand over my neck/shoulders and asked if i had a boyfriend and when i replied yes he said something along the lines of my boyfriend was not smart enough as he had not married me and he knew what he could have done with me if he was in my man's shoes. I found that uncomfortable but moved on from it. He would occasionally come come pick up the kids but i've managed to still out of his way or maybe there were just always people around.

Today was a different story. He dropped of the kids at school this morning and since he was off work, i asked if he could help me with a program on the computer. The next thing that comes out of this idiot's mouth is that it will cost me. I simply smiled and told him to take it up with boss lady... assuming he was referring to money. While telling him and showing him what i needed done, I noticed he kept looking at my mouth until he whispered again that it would cost me. I stepped back and wondered why he whispered before i realized exactly what he meant and the fact that he probably thought that was sexy. After telling me he needed to check if he had the program on his computer at home first, on his way out, he was quick to mention again that i must not forget that it will cost me.

This mugu later calls me back to tell me he didn't have the program at home and was off work for the rest of the week so he could not do it from work either.

So, parents are required to put in 3hrs monthly of volunteer work into the school in one way or the other, this fool then proceeds to ask me how he can help tomorrow at our christmas program. I asked him what he wanted to do since he had gotten a list of ways he could help, and his reply? "Maybe i can supervise, I'll like to supervise you too" and then went further to tell me his serious! I immediately mentioned his wife in the conversation and how both of them can split the work since they have two kids....I think he got a bit of my message there.

A part of me actually wishes i was a different person so i could get some money out of the sucker but gosh! God don't like ugly! Besides that, his wife is truly a sweet lady and actually very pretty, light complexioned, red lipstick lady...lol....

I need to cut his tail short a little bit more though, i kinda have a feeling i would still be hearing more from him...

Things Happen...

Sometime last week i watched a nigerian yoruba movie where a grown married woman with a child was sent out of her husband's house because she was a bed wetter. Because of the way the story line went, i remember saying to myself how my people exagerate a lot.

I was talking to an old guy friend of mine this evening when he told me he had been talking to this babe for a while and that the first night she slept over at his place, she wet his bed! I couldn't understand it....

In the movie, the ylater found out that the husband's father was behind the whole thing...and bla bla bla...

In real life, the dude said they had to throw away all the beddings and the girl left embaraased. She called him back once to apologize saying that has never happened to her before.

My friend now kinda thinks that maybe another babe may have put something fetish on his bed...lol...

Interesting..but don't hink i want to try to guess or analyze...