October 2014 haff finish

I don’t think I have ever heard or walked into a group of women discussing politics, the political terrain, political parties, the price of crude oil, crude oil theft in the Niger Delta, the power of incumbency, world politics e.t.c....... all I have heard are women

·         in my office restroom discussing diapers, baby developments, brazilian/peruvian hair, make-up, shoes, clothes, bags, vacation among other “womanly” gist

·         in my home church discussing how to be a better wife, the power of a praying woman, training Godly children, housekeeping issues et.c.

Is this a case of “wetin concern agbero with overload” or a case of Sister Sykik is vain, I need to start carrying these legs to where intellectual discourse is taking place and stop wakaing  to where aproko gist is taking place. 

I am not a lost case sha, I engage in intellectual discourse when I find myself among men, in fact, the men on my floor in the office discuss football so much I had to start following premiership league because I started feeling “one kain” when they mention Ronaldo, Messi, Benzema, Drogba and others.....I had to up my knowledge of European football and quickly registered myself under Chelsea fan club( this is Hubby’s club and it’s better to support where my bread is being buttered).

The guys also discuss Nigerian politics, and it’s a battle of which party is better – APC or PDP, when they start arguing like this, I step back listen and then also put my mouth to fuel the discussion...now I know all about caucus meetings, why Amaechi is angry, that it is an open secret that President Jonathan is coming back, that APC means Asiwaju Personal Company ati be-be-lo.....thanks to them I am politically vast and won’t look lost when anyone mentions any political jargon, I have idea and last time I checked "idea is need" .........I dey kampe, you can try and ask me when elections are taking place in Nigeria , in case you don’t know it’s year 2015 oh and I know that there will be elections on Valentine’s day sef........hehehe......don’t try me oh, Sister Sykik, wetin bring Valentine’s day into this election matter discussion^{....*bbm rolling eyes*}

What is the essence of this post sef, even me doesn’t know oh.....wetin “konsine” una with my knowledge of politics, I don’t know, why am I subjecting you to reading this post, I don’t know, maybe I am trying to re affirm to myself that I am not so vain after all............I just stumbled into another toilet gist in the women’s rest room...... do you want to hear what I heard........ say “Yay” in the comment section, just maybe the "yays" will have it...........however, truth be told, it’s easier to do aproko than task the brain about what is GDP and how it affects the price of garri in mile 12 market.

Have a blissful weekend sweethearts......I love you more than agege bread and ewa aganyin

THE SISTERHOOD OF WORLD BLOGGER AWARD

I got tagged for the “Sisterhood of the world blogger award” and I am thrilled that anyone could count me worthy to be called a sister. I never had a sister growing up; I was the only girl so I grew up playing football, fighting wrestling, climbing trees and wearing trousers like men.  I learnt to be strong willed and strong headed from playing with my brothers and I never knew the difference between boys and girls until the day a boy pressed the two knobs on my chest, it hurt as hell and I wasn’t told before I stayed off playing with boys.

I have been tagged by 2 adorable e- sisters. 

Rhapsody’s questions

Do you love yourself from the inside out to the outside in?

Yes, I love myself; I am in love with my crazy self.

What things do you do for yourself that enriches, nourishes and affirms your being?

I believe no one can do me the way I do me, does that make sense. Let me break it down. I am unique; I amaze myself when I take up challenges or when all my inhibitions are broken. I have seen myself evolve in different shades

How do you hold yourself accountable for your poor decisions?

I give myself a good verbal spanking. I have learnt to take deep breaths before I start a pity-party. It will be foolhardy to make poor decisions and not learn a thing or two

Are you able to forgive yourself your humanness and move forward without beating up yourself and getting stuck in the, what should have been, if only I had?

I have learnt that I can’t change yesterday but I have control over my today and my tomorrow is an opportunity to make perfect today’s mistakes

How do you celebrate you, your uniqueness and authenticity?

I can be spontaneous and the situation determines the celebration. I sure do know how to blow my own trumpet

How do you stay motivated, hopeful and faithful to you, your thoughts, beliefs and ideals?

I have a favourite quote “Today is the yesterday I was anxious about, yet all is well”

 If you were your own parent what would be the one thing you would teach yourself?

I think the one thing I learnt late is to “do me” that I can’t be anyone else. I always wanted to be a model, it was a dream I nourished while I was a teenager, however, the fear of my religious parents and the is “modelling an ambition” talk made me shelve a dream I still nourish till date

a.      How have those lesson(s) changed you?

You will never know if there’s light at the end of the tunnel, if you don’t take the step. I would rather try and fail than never try at all

b.      It is said that what we learn we have a responsibility to teach, how do you plan to pass on the lessons to others who may be stuck where you were?  

Practice what you preach, that’s the cliché. I would rather anyone learn from my actions than what I say, it won’t be “sexy” to say “do as I say and not do as I do”

Are you being true to your inner self or are you busy pleasing everybody else?

This is a 50-50 question and the situation I find myself determines which shade I put on.  I have had to please my family rather than being true to myself in some situations

If you are not being true to self, how’s that working for you?

So far so good, I however, will need to be true to myself more often henceforth because I have realised that you can’t please everyone.

I am not ashamed to say that I look forward to New Dawn’s mail in my inbox and always delighted to read from her...yes oh, I am “famzing”...... and I have been mightily blessed by her sisterly role. She’s a sister indeed, and I know she’s got my back.

I am glad she tagged me and it means so much, it’s an honour to be tagged...ehm, lemme answer her question before I start yarning gibberish

New dawn’s question

If you have an opportunity to change something about your physical features and character, which would it be?

It is not a hidden secret that I won’t mind miraculously finding that my bum-bum has added some fat, what I have now doesn’t qualify to be called bum-bum, it’s as flat as a frying pan....hehehe........it is an apology for a bum-bum. My friend’s daughter who is 8 years sef get bum-bum pass me.....see my life.......but wait oh......I don’t want the Kim K type of bum-bum, biko, that’s too massive for my lepa body. It will just disfigure this figure 8 that I am nursing *rolls eye* , okay, you didn’t know that I am a Agbani Darego wanna be.....issokay, one day is one day, I will unveil this super model figure on this blog, make I hit the gym finish and make sure the curves are popping...*coughing*

Patience isn’t a virtue I have, Hubby keeps telling me that patience is one of the fruits of the spirit but it seems that the tree that sprouts patience hasn’t germinated in my spirit. Though I have a calm disposition, I am a ticking time bomb. I am getting better by the day and still a work in progress. I can blow hot in a minute only to realise that if I had taken a deep breath or counted one to ten, my outburst would have been unnecessary.

I love myself as I am because, the same passion I put into getting angry is the same I use in loving. That is to say, I can give my eye to make you happy, only to realise a second later that I just rendered myself blind.

The 20s Tag- RANDOM FACTS ABOUT SISTER SYKIK

I got tagged by Toinlicious and I have to confess it took me days to come up with this....hehehe....I have been on holiday and just got back. I went to chop the life of my head….. I am trying to activate my Naija survival mode.  

20 things about me

1.       I can be extremely quiet at times. There are people who haven’t seen the “alariwo”/”onijogbon” Sykik and won’t believe I can be loud and stubborn

2.       I love holidays. I won’t mind been on vacation all year round

3.       I love hotels and won’t mind living in one every day. It would be my absolute pleasure to have someone make my bed and clean the bathrooms every day. I mean 5 star hotels oh...not “Iya Sikira” guesthouse

4.       I don’t love sharing my personal effects. This must be because I grew up as the only female child

5.       I love reality shows. I would rather watch people sit and talk than watch fiction. I guess that’s why I love stage plays

6.       I am a Big Brother Africa addict

7.       I would rather read than watch a movie. Too much shooting and blood puts me off, also why watch someone’s fantasy when reality shows give me the real deal

8.       I don’t like the sight of blood

9.    I have a phobia for needles. I can’t take an injection without help; I have to be tightly held to be given an injection. I can’t imagine what I would do if I have to take a sick person to the hospital

10.   I have always had this bizarre feeling to drive over a kerb or run into a roundabout whenever I am driving......evil spirit things abi…....I bind every spirit of accident hovering around me

11.   I don’t do make-up, wish I could sha. I won’t mind learning, ask me what’s stopping me from learning

12.   I love shopping. It’s therapeutic, my Hubby says I can shop on my way to heaven

13.   I hate being broke. I get cranky and start hyper ventilating. You would think rapture took place and I was left behind

14.   I can worry for the world....it’s scary.  however, I have a calm disposition so most people can’t tell

15.   I love chocolates. Anything that has chocolate in it has my name tucked into it somewhere

16.   I can’t sing to save my life but I love good music. I have a ear for good music, I love to hear good lyrics from sonorous voices

17.   I have always dreamt of being a kept woman....very weird fantasy abi....I need to submit myself for MFM deliverance

18.   I am scared of the dark but can’t sleep with the lights on. Back in the days, Mama Sykik maintained a light off policy from 8pm

19.   I am scared of heights. I can’t look down from any height. Maybe because I am feather weight, I feel the wind might blow my lepa body all the way to the ground floor

20.   I am a sucker for love. I love sheepishly and hopelessly. My love is blind, deaf and dumb, possibly crippled sef...and I hurt same way

21.   I LOVE MY HUBBY BEYOND WHAT WORDS CAN DESCRIBE. I never imagined I could love anyone aside my family like this but I found love and so far so good, it’s being blissful

Feel free to tag yourselves. Thanks for reading.

I will be on and off like NEPA abi na PHCN for a while, please bear with me. My world is undergoing some major transformation and it’s taking all my will power to do blog rounds much more write a post. Don’t worry, I will still be visiting your blogs and leave comments if I can but may not be able to update my blog as often as I wish.

Love you lots.

mwah