HOWDY

I have to apologise for staying away, there’s been so much happening. I will fill you in soon. How una dey? What’s popping?  The fear of ebola is the beginning of wisdom shey?........short of using sanitizer to clean food before we eat now.

I hope God doesn’t keep a church attendance register because I have marked absent more than present so far this year in church.  My church attendance needs a revamp......maybe I need to change parish or look for another church...any ideas? I presently attend Redeemed Christian Church of God.

The year 2014 is winding down small small, I need to go look at my 2014 to-do-list....there’s still so much to achieve....above all, my career change is dragging so long. I need liver to drop my resignation so I can move on.......God help me

I am contemplating texturising my natural hair , I have some hair styles I want to try out and I don’t want to wear a wig or install a weave......I am so confused on this ...some days I am a proud #teamnatural and some days , this natural hair can be a pain in the a*s....

Abeg, let me ask oh, which do you prefer a male help or female help. I had to stay home for some days recuperating and I noticed that my neighbour’s female help had male company daily.... Infact, I won’t be surprised if she’s doing “short time” during the day sef......As a good neighbour, am I supposed to tell her or keep quiet. But the girl greets me very well oh...

I remember the first time I heard my 20 year old brother was sexually active..kai, it was as though someone poured me ice water...sexually kini, Mama Sykik was convinced he was raped, seduced or anything but accepting the truth. Mama Sykik was in denial, she couldn’t fathom that her baby was doing the ‘do’, if you see as she warn the girl abi na woman sef (the lady is older than my brother and looks streetwise). I told her to open her eyes and better talk sex education with the boy if she and Papa Sykik never did ..better late than never.........because before they know it they will be grandparents or treating one disease or the other. I told her she better go learn how they talk sex education these days and not the “don’t let any man touch you story” she gave me back in the days.....children of these days don open eye.

Let me end with this song

He loves me I cannot say why

He loves me I cannot say why

On Calvary tree, He suffered for me

He loves me I cannot say why

-Author unknown.

I don’t think a post can be more random as this.

GET THEE BEHIND ME SATAN

There’s this new craze for dieting among women, in my office, it’s a competition of who has the correct figure 8. I innocently hugged a female colleague some weeks ago, chai...it felt like she was in a strait jacket...don’t ask me how I know what a strait jacket feels like....her body felt like she was wearing iron cast round her body, she was so stiff, I couldn’t feel her skin...I guess that must have been body magic or body shapper......kai.......I quickly de-hugged her because I didn’t want to break my ribs.....it aint easy to be a woman. The desire to be seen as physically perfect has led to a lot of temporal or permanent body enhancements.

I am suspecting one babe in this my office oh, her name is Ekaette. Her ikebe looks too good to be true,the way her ikebe is positioned ehn, except she’s wearing bum pad it can’t be possible for ikebe to be that well rounded and be rotating the way it does........kilode....did God just concentrate on her ikebe alone during creation ni? That ikebe commands attention; you just can’t help but have your eyes follow the ikebe everywhere it goes. It’s a reflex action.  I don’t envy the men in my office at all, having to deal with this lady everyday is not a small something and that ikebe is a temptation you can’t help but fall for..... a case of the “the Spirit is willing but the flesh is weak”. Any day, I chop liver; I will ask her if I can touch the ikebe.....for my sanity I need to know if it’s real and how it feels like. Do you think it will be soft? I am thinking it must be silicon or bum pad....... don’t judge me, yes I am jealous small........hahahaha

Chai...there’s God oh...I “haff” spoil finish.......hahaha.......see Sykik fantasizing about another woman’s ikebe..........I cover my eyes with the blood of Jesus...I cover my mind with the blood of Jesus. I bind and cast my eyes from following Ekaette’s ikebe again in Jesus name, Father, you said in your word that we should ask so we can receive,  Father God , please give me my own ikebe..... Amen.......

I really need to ask God why he didn’t deem it fit to give me ikebe, what I presently have cannot be called ikebe...it is as flat as a frying pan....it can’t tempt a blind man sef.... :)