Showing posts with label Saturday Thingz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Saturday Thingz. Show all posts

Friday, July 11, 2014

Now That You Want To Marry…

I wrote this for a friend's magazine (Cosmic Ray) a while back... Thought I'd blog it on this lovely Saturday >>>

Two of my colleagues just gave me the news (well, not at the same time) – they’re getting married. Oh wow! Rice and stew very plenty, and Ankara too!


As much as I was excited for them, my radar was all over the place. Why were these ladies getting married now? I mean, yeah they’re already at very marriageable ages BUT something just didn’t feel too right; so I sent my human German shepherds to go sniffing, and yes, they did find something…

There was nothing mysterious about Lady A’s sudden wedding announcement; Lady B, however, was pregnant! Hence, rush wedding hour! Not like I’m saying there’s anything mysterious about pregnancies; as a matter of fact, finding out that you’re expecting a child WHEN you indeed want one is a wonderful thing.

Lady B is expecting, but does she want it?

‘It’ doesn’t just mean the child; ‘it’ means everything! The child, the rush wedding, the about-to-change marital status, the new responsibilities as a mother and wife, the man! Yes, the man! Not every girl out there is married to their Mr. Right, because they ‘mistakenly’ got pregnant for Mr. Not-So-Right!

Pregnancy, pressure, haste – what is pushing you to fix a date? Are you like Lady A who is shopping for a wedding dress because that time has come and she WANTS to be married or are you like Lady B who isn’t well enough to go shopping yet because of the evils of the first trimester?!

“I do…” You’ve been dreaming of those words; words that once uttered seals the deal. Life will be such bliss after those words; the pressure, the disrespect back at home, everything ends! BUT do you know that new things begin after those words? Are you ready?!

Apply some brakes to your very sugary thoughts about how your life will be much better after “I do”; answer this question for me – what exactly are you do-ing?! Agreed, you DO take him/her as your lawfully wedded husband/wife, to love, respect and honour him/her throughout your years together… yada yada yada! Yeah, I get it up to that point, but…

DO you take him/her when his/her hygiene is intolerable?
DO you take him/her when he/she has a zero relationship level with God?
DO you take him/her when his/her health is really (REALLY) poor?
DO you take him/her when he’s/she’s comparing you with girlfriends/boyfriends past?
DO you take him/her when his/her angry looks are throwing daggers right at you bull’s-eye style?
DO you take him/her when y’all run into his/her ex and you discover there’s some unburied ish still going on?
DO you still take him when, after a quarrel, he refuses to talk to you for days?
What about when y’all are experiencing a little bit of financial setback, and she calls you ‘useless’ and ‘good-for-nothing’; DO you still wanna DO ?
What if you had a miscarriage and he says “look, the only reason we were (translate to 'I was') getting into this was ‘cause of the pregnancy, let’s call off the wedding”, DO you still..?

If you still DO after you’ve thought about all these stuff and more, and you think you can take it all, then congrats! You can, indeed, say you WANT to marry; go on, I give you the go-ahead to go down on your best knee and ask her to be yours forever!

Just remember, once you say I DO, you have given yourself – body and soul – to the one you love. The die is cast. It will be too late to question whether his snoring drives you crazy with irritation or whether she’s the most annoying person during her cycle! Better to be sure before you decide you WANT to marry.




My work here is done! Hope you enjoyed reading it! Y'all have a wonderful weekend... 

Saturday, June 9, 2012

A Certain 'Lalacious'

“Lalacious, would you hold my purse for me please?” I heard the lady standing too close for comfort to me say to her kid. “Hmmm… Lalacious, see your nose!” That was when I looked at the kid, and alas, the kid with mucous running down his nose was a boy! Who ever nicknames a boy “Lalacious”! Seriously, that kid is gonna be too in touch with his feminine side (in a very bad way). And who blames a kid for his own runny nose, poor thing couldn’t be more than 3! A responsibility as huge as knowing to take care of his own nose is too… huge for a boy of 3.

Anyways this lady kept making calls, too many calls if you asked me. And all the conversations were decorated with “Yes Sir”, “Oh! I shouldn’t worry? You got my back?” “Oh thank you so much Sir” “Yes, I need like 300 grand now” in what I’d say was a trying-to-sound-sexy voice. You’d ask what my business was with this lady? How couldn’t she be my business when (1) she was standing so close to me that she could easily breathe on, kiss or bite my neck if she wanted (depending on her preference), (2) the damn queue moved too slowly cos only one ATM was functioning cash-dispensing-wise! *sighs*

1 hour later, and it finally came to my turn… hallelujah, right? Well, not quite. Let’s just say the only thing I got out of that 1-hour stand was aching legs and back, oh and sunburn! Now I’m just laying up in bed, legs elevated, Yanni’s ‘The Mermaid’ streaming through into my ears.

Have a terrific Saturday, y’all… and in case you find yourself on a long ATM queue today? May my spirit be with you! xoxo




Sunday, November 13, 2011

The Wedding

Saturday, the 12th of November

Y’all remember I said last Saturday that one of us was getting married this weekend? Right! You know these kinda weddings that you’re friends with both the bride and the groom and you’re just really happy for both of ‘em… it was that sorta wedding. The groom is a brother from another mother, and the bride? my course mate and friend.

The Preparation
Dressing up for a wedding can be tough, even when you’re not tying ‘gele’ or anything like that. I thought having the ‘bestfwendeth’ sleep over would make things easier, but nah! it even made things worse! That girl can fuss over the smallest things!

Anyways we ended up looking like this:


The dude in the middle would be my brother, and the beaut in jumpsuit would be the 'bestfwendeth'

The Court Wedding

That took place at the Ikeja Registry. I don’t wanna go into details but I’ll just say I’ve been discouraged! I don’t think I’m gonna have a court wedding, at least not in Ikeja Registry. The stress, the standing, the heat – I was melting. We’d been there since 10a.m. but it wasn’t our turn until 3 p.m. And then when we finally got into the courtroom, there were 5 other couples! They were marrying 6 couples at the same time! What?! No! I don’t want something like that! I want just me and my husband in that courtroom when it’s my turn. The woman that wedded them sef, she was just vexing up and down! Screaming at people, asking us to turn off our phones if we don’t wanna pay fines… she even made the couples kiss for a very long time. There was no power, no fans or ACs were working, it was hot! It was crazy! But at the end, they were married – thank God; and it was such a relief to be on our way back home.

We took pictures at the wedding too, tho I don’t have those of the bride and groom (they don’t want it published yet!), buh I have these:



Of course, you already know that the one in the black jacket is yours truly! Enjoy your week, sweethearts!

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Saturday DryCleaning

Here I am (again) making faces at the people preparing for weddings and receptions, and also wondering what to do with my day... Eventually I decide to go hang with my friend that owns a drycleaning outlet, let's see those dirty clothes people! From normal dirty clothes to blood-stained shorts, oil-stained shirts, needful-of-starch shirts, wrinkled gowns... all I saw was clothes!!! (and a lot of handsome customers! hehehe)

Ok, so the first thing you do is empty out the pockets of the shirts and slacks. That's where the gist is:

Guy #1's pocket... lots and lots of tooth-pick! Hello! Does this guy own a 'buka' or what? Abi he stole the tooth-picks from the 'buka'?! Na wa o.
Guy #2's pocket... Gold Circle Condoms. Some folks really need to learn to pick/clean up after themselves... I wonder where this one is coming from with condoms in his pocket. Did someone say "wonder no more?" SMH.
Guy #3's pocket... a G-fucking-string! The shock sent different thoughts reeling through my head... is this gstring here cos some uncalled-for and unforseen interruption occurred? - #coitusinterruptus (lol!) or is it here cos it's a souvenir? Some guys have really crazy fetishes... what am I saying sef? Ain't fetishes supposed to be crazy?! So, I'm thinking maybe this dude's fetish is keeping the lady's underwear as souvenir... in my head I'm picturing the guy at his office desk, carefully bringing out the gstring from his suit pocket and holding it long and hard to his nose, breathing it in... eeewww! I don't know about other ladies, but I don't consider that sexy at all! Well, poor dude, he just had to forget his beloved souvenir (assuming that's what it is)... cos I didn't even think twice about throwing it away!

At that point, I felt I'd had enough... so I come back to my apartment to do some of my own drycleaning and guess what I found in my pockets...

Meanwhile, here's a little picture gift for guys with gstring fetishes, enjoy!

Monday, October 3, 2011

Talk Of Phobias

#lateblog …my bad!

On Saturday, see me jumping up and down like Rumpelstiltskin… why? It was raining hard! You know what that meant, don’t ya? …hard time for party-goers, wedding-goers to be exact! Hehehehe… I really don’t think I can ever find the pleasure in dressing up and heading for a party, especially a wedding… yeah yeah, I know #weirdmuch

Anyways, there I was cuddled up on the couch, that sly smile still on my face, a blanket over my slim body and Agnes on my lap when two friends walk in. Gists flying all over my living room, from the Abia rape to the genital disappearance issue in Niger State, to other social happenings and school stuff! I was enjoying the discussions so much, in my head I was comparing myself to the folks stuck at a wedding in the rain, or those stuck in traffic in the rain… mehn! I was so better off! That reminds me of one of the few weddings I attended… this one I was kinda forced to go cos I had to go represent my Dad… that dude hates going to parties (now you know where I got it from!)… so, at the wedding reception, it began to rain elephants! The floors were getting muddy, dresses were getting soiled, I was looking around noticing the look of frustration on the people’s faces – that was when I noticed a small group of people on one side of the field praying so hard as the rain beat them so hard too. I asked what they were praying about that warranted their punishing themselves like that, and the woman sitting beside me informed me that they’re from the bride’s church, prayer warriors praying for the rain to stop so that the rain would not further ruin the wedding ceremony! Mehn! I didn’t know when I bursted out laughing! Hello? I don’t know o but that just didn’t sound so right to me… *shaking my head* God must be laughing up there too sef, some ridiculous things we ask Him for!

So my friends left and another came by just minutes later. More relaxing and weird gist… somehow, I found us talking phobias; and I couldn’t help but laugh at some of our phobias. I have phobia for snakes (Ophidiophobia), fear of heights (Acrophobia), fear of water (Hydrophobia) and fear of Third Mainland Bridge (thirdmainlandbridgeophobia… hehe!). My friend? He also has thirdmainlandbridgeophobia, and (this one really cracked me up) *pause for effect* fear of bending old women! LMFAO! Hahahaha! I know plenty of us are wary of them, but not to the point of having a phobia! ‘Na wa for my friend’, you say? Na real wa! True to his word, yesterday we came across an old woman and this guy just froze up! I was still trying to figure out what the problem was when I remembered his weird phobia, you can guess that I bursted out laughing again!

But seriously, I'm kinda scared of old women too o, after I saw 'Drag Me To Hell'... remember her?:



*sign of the cross*

Saturday, August 27, 2011

PARTY FOOD!!!

Another Saturday; I see smiles on people's faces this cool cold evening! I guess the weddings they all attended went great or at least the food was plenty and palatable... emphasis on PLENTY!

I remember my Mushin days where you find that most people at the party weren't invited, you know, the popular 'mo gbo, mo branch' kinda people. But seriously, who wouldn't 'gbo' and branch when there are foods like this:



... and like this:


ESPECIALLY this:



AND this:


We certainly cannot blame the 'mo gbo, mo branch' people, jor... these party foods are hard to resist!!!

Enjoy the rest of your weekend, and make sure to consume Andrews Liver Salts when the rewards of your gluttony starts to manifest... hahaha!!!

Saturday, August 20, 2011

My dream W dress!

Today being Saturday, everyone is gone to one wedding or the other… *sighs* Home alone (my sleeping brother does not count as company)… So I was thinking some day, some people would be at my wedding too, yeah? And that would be some really glorious day (or something!)…

Anyways sha, I was thinking of what I’d love to wear for my very own wedding… I don’t like a lot of cloth, and I no sabi waka, so I can’t be stumbling and steppin’ on the long wedding gown every now and then; I go just frustrate (might cancel the wedding outta annoyance with the dress sef!). Lol…

So I started ‘googling’ my dream wedding dress and this is what I came up with:


Perfecto! Init?