Weekend Gist

(P.s. Blog was written on sunday)
It’s finally over! The last of the dishes are back on the racks or in the store; the huge pots are safely tucked in their section of the inner pantry.
Mama’s going to have my neck because not only did her precious cream and purple chain vanish; her party silverware is short by three. Men, I don’t think I’m looking forward to this on a permanent basis. Being married with kids must be hard work! Kudos to all the mamas out there! It’s superhuman to be a mom!
The part that tripped me during the cooking was that every kind of pottery, plastic bowls of all sizes; cooking utensils…you just name it! I’ll probably find it stowed somewhere in my mom’s pantry…
“Tinu, abo oni’deri nla yen ko?”(Tinu, where’s that bowl with a big lid?)
“Asee onike yin da?” (Where’s the plastic strainer?) “Se eni garawa, a fe ponmi?(Do you have a drum? We want to fetch some water) And as sure as daylight I would spot the desired item in seconds. Apart from manning the pantry, delivering utensils, and being the major errand girl for the first eight hours of yesterday, it was a fun day. I had a firsthand understanding of the phrase when the bridegroom is here, the companions are at ease. Just in case you don’t know where that is from, let me clue you in. Remember the time when the Pharisees accused Jesus that his disciples were not fasting. He said that as along as the bridegroom is around, his companions rejoice; but when he leaves they will do more than you do. Well, you can imagine who can’t dodge chores anymore. No more playing truancy for baby Tinu
Uuhhuh! For those of you that refused to take that flight to be at this wonderful event, you missed! Tuface idibia live in our crib singing Tupac’s latest single “Aint she pretty?” with guest appearances by Samuel L Jackson and by popular demand, the 21st century crooner Michael Buble. You wish! LOL. More celebs had to change their plans when the news of Funso Williams’ death hit the tabloids. Eh ya, what a shame!
A girl can dream can’t she? It won’t be too bad. Maybe I should put that on my wedding wish list. Yep, a note to all the I-really-want-to-marry-you-Tinu guys out there; Start by booking a live performance by Buble for the proposal! LOL. Omo be like say the champagne’s still fizzing through me.
Okay, back to the party! It was aight, a little dull at first but the tempo picked up and people started trooping in. A lot of strange faces (didn’t know my little sis had this many creepy looking friends, Jeez!) But it was fun sha, There was a tapping Dj (in the person of my very able cousin). We had to wait for the celebrant. She couldn’t come back with us on Friday ‘cause of a meeting (Or so she wants us to think).
Only two of my guests came. Imagine! Upon all my mouth say I get tapping friends who would move heaven and earth for me…Woo I’m coming after all of you! I’ll show you pepper! LOL And I’m not going to give you any pieces of the cake! You just try it on my birthday and all heaven will let loose!
By the way, that joyous day will soon be upon us, what am I going to do? I need some creative ideas to make the party off the hook. By the way I seem to be launching a more intuitive part of me these days (no wonder most o’them guys are sticking around)
In other news, his imperial majesty decided to swoop down and capture his unsuspecting prey. Little did he know that the bird he thought he could peck was an Eagle waiting to launch! Glory!!! Omo it was fantastic…now I know that the word works! It was fantastic, I waltzed right through the fire giving glory to God. For those of you out there that know me, you would understand how hard that should have been for me because if you think my hands and my skin are the softest parts of me…well you just don’t know! I’m looking forward to so many things at the same time! This is awesome!!!!
I’m actually tempted to put some pictures of the party up on my blog site, but it’s up to our youngest graduate to decide that.
So people! Send comments o!!! I told y’all I wanted to start my third book by august so let the inspiration rain! If it’s any consolation, when I become rich and famous I’ll acknowledge you on live TV…LOL. You guys have a great week ahead!
See ya

Yet Again

I just spent some time talking to my baby today. I can see he's all grown up, even his grammar is excellent and he's vocabulary has increased significantly. his voice has deepened, puberty's catching up. LOL.
He's going to be a fine young man, i can just tell! he's always been a darling right from when he used to run around in my clothes; or worse the time he wore my pad to sleep thinking that would keep him from wetting the bed. Cant forget the time...hmmmm. I only wish I knew what he looked like now. I've not seen him in a whole year! three hundred and forty-five days! Thats tough!
What scares me is all the 'negative influences' he has to live with. I always feared that his staying away, under those prevalent conditions would be harmful. Its hard for me to remain sane when I had to live like that, how much more for this long would be its painful because now my own child...omo t'emi bi, ti mo foja pon!
As of 24-hours ago, I was going to see my baby. he was supposed to be here with me -in my arms! Smell his hair, and pull his chubby cheecks. I was going to parade him around town, go to the cinema with him, go shopping with him (yesterday was payday! so money's for the spending!!!) Well the prince of darkness was at it again, he came up with his serial excuses and irritating lies!

Today i just want to sit back and watch. i'm really tempted to hold this dude responsible for all the ills in my life, but i just realised that hating him isnt going to solve my problems,
its not going to ease the hurt, and if i let him take that most precious buddle of joy away from me, i'll be forever bereft and full of hate! I cant live like that!
I'm not going to let him hurt my baby! I will do everything in my power to keep him safe. God help me!

Just took another look at my dysfunctional relationships today and i need not say that i am grieved. I met this guy who makes me so happy, i could burst; but i cant have him 'cause he's already had. There's one who would, in Tunde's words, 'trade his 6th finger for me' that i can't stand. There's one who's just like the waves at the seashore...refreshing when he's around but not enough to guard you from the sun's heat.
If its any consolation, I will get through this! and it won't last too long...what i need now is STRAGEDY!!!lol

That forthright..upright....brother

Ooh that downright forthright, upright...brother with his....

After that nerve recking expose into my diary, i have since decided that such details in my life are better left to the Mills and Boons of this world.
Hello World!!!!
I've had quite an interesting week. Not as juicy as it should be, but the kind that makes you look forward to another week being even more glorious...Well i'll begin with the fact that my baby sis is finally graduating...halleluyah!!!
It promises to be a huge bash...even my dad wants to rent a hall and invite all and sundry to the graduation party of the grand duchess! So you are all invited (take flights if you have to 'cause it promises to be grand!)
ME???
First, an old flame shows up. he's repented, calm and refreshed from the vacation he just had. What was must intriguing about this guy was how the chemistry fizzled at just a thought. I mean one moment, i was pretty sure that what we had would defy the laws of gravity and the next thing... i couldnt bare to even speak to him. Not that he isnt still the same person, lets just say i got to know a whole new side of him that i didnt find all too palatable. (I think Tunde's rubbing off on me)
Well so the dude's back; says a warm hello and looks at me as though he's expecting me to ask him how his trip was. I smile politely and tell him that i have to get back to the office. The guy looked stunned as i walk away. After such awkward goodbyes, i usually call...I guess he's still waiting for that....omo...the guy go wait till he lose weight!

Ok, who has seen this movie?? Guys and dolls (Marlon Brandon, Frank Sinatra)? well, if you have, you'd understand the phrase...ooh that forthright, downright, upright brother with his close shaved chin up, who somewhere is marching along the proper road to pro you... Thats was Skye Masterson's impression of 'holy Sarah's idea of an ideal guy. I woke up this morning feeling liket that. A huge part of me is expecting that downright forthright brother...LOL. Don't ask!
I think it's hormones. Anyway, in marches another former prospect...he actually went and pimped himself up. LOL the brother is looking a lot easier on the eyes; i think he's even trying to make me jealous - what do i know? He may just be trying to hook himself a more delectable fish! The more i think about it...Its more likely to be those endorphines!
Then as if it were not perfect enough...Mr Smith came to see me in the office. IT was nice! though half the time felt wierd, I must say there's a certain kind of feeling you get when you know that someone drove 5 minutes through the rain to come see you. Trust me, like the oliver twist that i am, i want more!!!!
As usual, my wants are stuffed in a huge trunk marked 'OPEN AT YOUR OWN RISK'. I dont think i've opened that humoungous box in ages! Ooh yeah, i opened it early June or was it May ending? That is another day's blog.

Sunday was mama's birthday! It wasn't as cool as I had planned it. The gift is still stuck in transit! How uncool! Well she totally understood and even prayed for me -ain't that sweet! I really miss her. Its been long since I had a thorough hassling courtesy the only woman that still thinks the best time to have a heart-felt conversation is when you least expect it.(try 4a.m. in the morning)
I MISS HER...

Doo be dooo be dooo ba e! See y'all

Walking Backwards II

Hey y'all,

Comments are coming in....My apologies Miguel, My thoughts were ill-expressed. See, i'm not ace like you guys yet, still working at being better!
In other day's news, today's just like any other...work and more work! however i did something silly yesterday. i went to a girlfriend's room to wile away time. Actually the internet connection in my room was bad(typical naija story abi?) and I needed to send a mail. She was chatting with a friend of hers so she just got up and handed over the system... Apparently the guy didnt know she had gotten off and he kept on talking...He was talking about how he did his own share of saving the world...LOL. it was too hilarious. I hadn't had that much fun yapping someone! Man,, he made it too easy! In less than 5 mins, i had written up over 2000 words of mentally stimulating trope! Man it was sweet...for me sha, the guy didnt find it funny. I had to use my hard earned credit to call jand! anyway...the day was saved...Thanks to Wonder Teva!!

and Today eh?
Man...I usually dont get pissed but today? He just crossed the line! What does he think i am? i may be doing dirt but i'm not stupid.......AARRGGGGHHHHH!
See how my kind remarks turned into insult! My mate's not feeling too well so i've been playing the perfect gal-friend..'how's my baby doing?' 'take it easy o!' that kinda' thing. So, as usual, called him up this morning and he's like 'I'm busy!'. i felt like i had just been tossed like a day-old salad...What????
Omo no be ya fault...na me carry myself come greet you this morning. if i sit down dey do my work, all this early morning insult no go come jam me!

I guess now i know why people say that i'm a tad too sensitive to little squabbles. Like right now, i'm not talking to him. At this rate, dont know if I have the stomach for this type of friendship anymore!
However, I have alot of things to be grateful for today, the 3 month old silence with my his imperial majesty ended yesterday. I called and i was surprised at his politeness. I hope its not just the constrictors slick circling of the prey before the big SQUASH!

Please keep the comments on my previous post. I'm hoping to resume writing by the start of next month...
See y'all...
Keep Talking GOOD....it WILL come true!

Tinu's written Words

Hallo,
i guess not many people know that i write alot. I have a book i've not published...its very dear to my heart 'cause it take a exerpts from my own life and...truthfully, my folks banned it! they said i was writing to an audience older than I was at the time...I guess it wasnt a surprise that the diary i wrote it in disappeared...
Still trying to get the story back together though...that's a digression. Well below are some ideas for novels i got, i figured y'all super storytellers in blog land would say a word or two that would point me in the right

Story 1
After squandering the family’s resources, Jua Thomas has only one means of salvaging his family’s reputation – marrying the plainest girl in the whole of Alake, the dreaded daughter of Kola Ogun. It should be a piece of cake, all he had to do was make her fall for him without realizing his intentions. It should be very easy, not only was kate a push over, a people pleaser but she really wasn’t his type. It would be a business transaction that would change his life.

***Thoughts****
I want to write something that is relevant to the Nigerian society and people. A book that would sell (amongst igbos, Hausas, Yoruba and all other nigerian races....we all read! LOL). I want inspiration that would spin a tale so deep, so profound, so intense it would capture the minds of readers all around the world. It would be like the animal farm that was relevant to the society they lived in.
It really would not be a political expose but rather a book that connects with you on any platform and makes you see hope at the end of a long dirty dark tunnel.
***Question****
Do people really like sad stories, sad stories are mostly true stories, people who preserve and still end up on the wrong end of the award tables.

Story 2

“This is merely a demonstration of what we can do?” a final warning also to America and all other G7 countries, disarm all your nuclear weapons within the next 3 days otherwise we would detonate them causing severe damage to your economies!

I want to know who is behind this; I want him stopped within the next 72 hours
But sir, he wants a world free of nuclear weapons? He asked baffled, that’s about the best non-selfish intention given to anyone who can blow us up any minute!
The world does not need a modern-day Robin Hood sergeant so that Jamaal had better return to the land of the dead.
In this tale of modern-day crusaders, a Judas was found amidst them. He masterminds the after effect of the machine’s electrostatic forces to transfer drugs around the world. The leader’s right-hand man is in charge and when the operatives from the US began their investigation, he linked it to the leader and caused world-wide protests and enmity with the masked crusader.
He is almost dead before he realizes the source of his doom.

Story #3
A stunning woman works in the ministry of defense, trying to solve the clues of terrorist attacks and military espionage and vows to see it through because one of the attacks led to the demise of her only son.
Her world turns upside down when she starts stumbling on clues that change the lead and points her husband out as the killer, or does it?


Please let those comments rain in...Thanks!

New Creed

There so much to be said, and very little said. How do u draw the line between right and truth..
Here's a creed I try to live by, so if i default, please mail your complains to me...LOL

One day at a time

‘DON’T BE ANXIOUS…GOD WILL TAKE CARE OF YOUR TOMORROW …LIVE ONE DAY AT A TIME.’ MATTHEW 6:34 TLB
Need a philosophy to live by? Try this one.
‘Today I will delete from my diary two days – yesterday and tomorrow. Yesterday was for learning and tomorrow will be a consequence of what I do today. Today I will face life with the conviction that this day will never return again, that it may be the last opportunity I’ll have to contribute because there’s no guarantee I’ll see tomorrow’s sunrise. Today I will be courageous enough not to let opportunity pass me by; my only alternative will be to succeed.
‘Today I will invest my most valuable resource, my time, into my most important possession, the life God has given me. I’ll spend each minute purposefully, making today a unique opportunity. I’ll tackle every obstacle, knowing that with God’s help I can overcome it.
‘Today I will resist doubt and pessimism and illuminate my world with a smile. I’ll maintain a strong faith, expect nothing but the best, take time to be happy, see every task as an opportunity to honour God, and endeavour to leave His footprints on the hearts of those I meet.
‘Today I invite you to start afresh with me, to dream again, to “…Live one day at a time”, remembering that, “…with God all things are possible”’ (Matthew 19:26).
One day at a time

Wants vs. Needs

You know how we all struggle between giving into our wants and waiting for our needs? Well, I had the real deal recently so I thought I’d share it. Below are excerpts from my diary.
Enjoy!

I WANT

It started like a joke…I was talking to a new ‘silent face’; meeting a plain canvas to paint a person.
At first it was curiosity then it grew to warm fellowship and a sensing of feelings;
With each stroke of conversation I built a man I could love, a man that understood my unspoken words; he met me halfway and made the journey worthwhile. He shaped into a man I could desire endlessly.
Then Fact met fiction and desire met reality, coupled with a little intrigue it kindled a raging fire that soon threatened to engulf reason and duty!
We’ve been fighting it for so long…it now seems like a daily struggle!
I smile and keep conversations pleasant but my mind is consumed; I can’t seem to go five minutes without seeing a dark green jeep without spare tires!
What was most amusing was the way its chemistry undulated like AC currents. In the midst of that bewilderment, my only hold on sanity was his restraint. It amused me how he fought his instincts; how he kept holding back and raging to explode simultaneously.
However
Shockingly I found him standing in my door way one fateful day. His eyes were fixed on mine and his look was solemn. He looked harassed from within and spun beyond control. I could tell that the moment of truth had come
‘May I come in?’
I stop aside and he walked in. My heart pounded endlessly as I shut the door behind him –I held unto its handle for as long as I could. As soon as he stepped in, I knew my fate was sealed for it was clear that he had fought and resigned his fate to my arms.
I tried to make small talk but his eyes (wondering along with my every move) never left mine, willing me to feel his ache. We touched and it tingled, he held me and I gasped for breath.
It seemed the more I willed my body to resist, the more he intoxicated my senses and at last I was quiet in his arms. It was a beautiful awakening, one that I would not soon forget.
By morning, all inhibition had eroded into the shadows of the night and I was wholly his.

I NEED

Last night you were here, you held me so warmly, so tenderly
You were so real… and I remember saying to myself how much I love you.
As I drifted to sleep last night, I remember looking at your face, recalling those smooth lines of your jaw, and (laugh) the day old beard you always seemed to grow just before you sleep and the slight snore you make when your mouth opens by the corner…
I remember thinking how beautiful you are, and how I was ever so blessed to have you in my life. How you always seem to be the missing puzzle piece, how you never failed to annoy me, just when I needed a change of pace
You look so peaceful when you sleep [the complete contrast to when you are awake] always up and about when you are awake. If you are not stirring up the baby, you are busy showing me a dance move you just perfected; or just standing by the kitchen door smiling at me. And you look adorable even in those really backward steps you concoct!
I always wondered how someone could love me as much as you do. I just could not phantom how a successful, handsome, wonderful, exciting, fantastic, talented man, who has enough activity in his life to write an epistle, would revolve around my little world. I mean, how do you do it? How come I always feel like the sun in your universe, the rain in your drought, the object of your every fascination?
Sometimes I get so scared that I'm just having one of my daydreams, and I’ll soon rouse to be alone with myself.
Is it normal to be so happy? To be crazily in love with someone that loves you more than life itself? When we argue, its always silly, at the end…I always wonder why we were arguing anyway.
My guys just can’t get it. Yes, I'm a great girl, and yes he’s a phenomenal guy, but how do u people do it? Don’t you ever get tired of each other? Your third child is almost entering college and you two still act like you just met yesterday. How do you do it?’
I look at you and we smile. I know what comes to your mind; you are wondering how fast we can ditch this guy. And I burst into laughter.
“You are simply incorrigible! I don’t think folks will believe all the stuff you’ve made me do, (not that I didn’t end up wanting more)
I remember when we first met and everyone kept asking me what I did to you. How you just seemed to light up when you saw me. Everyone thought that you would be bored with me in weeks, especially with my ‘oh so conservative ways’.
‘Where did you find this wild one?’ My mom said the moment she saw you. It was true, where did you find me, where did I find you? It always seemed to bog everyone, even with their many misgivings they never once denied how happy we were, how like jigsaw puzzles we complete each other.
[Sigh]
For some inexplicable reason, I knew for the umpteenth time, that I loved you! It had nothing to do anything. It wasn’t a trait I could place and it was irrevocable too. I couldn’t stop it (primarily because I didn’t start it), I can’t control it. I can’t even pipe it down…all I can do is LIVE it and thank God for you!