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The year 2015 has started and it has been mixed reactions for me, a part of me is excited about what is in store for me and then there is that part where I question if I should be so enthusiastic with all the bombings, deaths, the missing #Chibok Girls and other ills plaguing Nigeria. It is well, I wonder if God will not one day out of stress wipe out Nigeria just as he did Sodom and Gomorrah.....can any nation have so much issues and still remain so clueless to finding a solution to one of the issues. It’s almost as though we thrive in chaos and abnormalities ....... kilode, na so suffer head sweet us.

Mama Sykik, has fashied my side oh, she has eyes only for her new grandson, I am not jealous sha.... my time will come and it’s so soon. Daddy Sykik is now a bachelor as Mama Sykik has relocated to my brother’s place to help with the baby. It’s not a funny something; Papa Sykik has gba-kamu- sha.

Abeg, how do people get married within months and start worrying about conception immediately, don’t they know that there’s an unwritten rule that you should “enjoyment” the marriage for some weeks or months before babies start arriving. Don’t mind me, jare; I know that in Nigeria people start counting down nine months from the wedding night. Infact, I am sure some “poke-nosers” won’t mind peeping through the window to ensure that the action is taken place and in proper position on the wedding night.

When I grow up, I want to be like @ilola oh, she has been travelling all over the world showcasing her talent and I am mightily proud of her achievements. I have been using her to pose in my office, like say I be her manager or blood sister. This brings me to the question, Sykik, what is your talent? When will all this your talk-talk take you to Brazil? Hehehehe, I need to start learning big-big English and forming cliques in this blog-ville so that you all will keep coming back to read my “meaningful” posts.

In one of my previous posts, I mentioned that ladies in my office are on the “keep fit, stay trim” diet. The other day, I saw a babe who had one of those “nyansh” of life” in the building, as in, this “nyansh” (notice, I didn’t say “ikebe”) is an all time harasser, that thing moves to cause commotion. Can you imagine my shock when I saw her looking all trim and the “nyansh” was almost non- existent? I shock, I freeze, I open mouth and almost fainted......I couldn’t help but ask, Babe, where your “nyansh” go? Why didn’t you tell me to come get some when you were getting it reduced? It’s not fair oh...since thy kingdom come, I have been shouting and crying for small “ikebe”, only for someone with “nyansh” to lose all that “nyansh” and not give me some.  God, why nau?  

STARTING WITH GOD

^{*Sister Sykik is in the building*}

Happy New Year my darlings, abeg, no vex that I wasn’t here the first day of the year to wish you a shoki-dancing, hallelujah-screaming, testimony-filled, joy-unspeakable and peace that surpasses human comprehension  year. I am sure 2015 has a lot of goodies in store for each and every one of us. How do I know? It’s because I know the God I serve and his message this year is that

And I will restore to you the years that the locust has eaten, the cankerworm, and the caterpillar, and the palmerworm, my great army which I sent among you. You will have plenty to eat, until you are full, and you will praise the name of the LORD your God, who has worked wonders for you; never again will my people be shamed.
Joel 2:25-26

I prophesy into your life that just as the bible has decreed

Do not call to mind the former things, or ponder things of the past. "Behold, I will do something new, Now it will spring forth; Will you not be aware of it? I will even make a roadway in the wilderness, Rivers in the desert.

Isaiah 43:18-19

God is in the business of new beginnings, leave all the doubts behind and hold on to the God who says

As it is written: "I have made you a father of many nations." He is our father in the sight of God, in whom he believed--the God who gives life to the dead and calls into being things that were not.

Romans 4:17

God says in 2015, you will sing a new song, you will dance new dance steps, you will flourish like the palm tree, he will take sickness away from your midst, you will decree and it will come to pass, springs will flow in your dessert, valleys will become plains and mountains will be levelled. Infact, he assured that

"Truly I tell you, if anyone says to this mountain, 'Go, throw yourself into the sea,' and does not doubt in their heart but believes that what they say will happen, it will be done for them

Mark 11:23

All He wants is a love relationship with you, an assurance that He will always your Le Boo. He wants your undivided commitment, He wants you falling head over heels in love with Him, He wants to hear you whisper those sweet nothings , He wants to give you butterfly flutters in your tummy and turn your world into sparkles.

This God is the Boo of life, the unchangeable changer, the one who says to you 365 times in his word “Do not be afraid” that’s the once a day tablet you need to launch out for each day.

Every day this year-2015, wake up, look to heaven and say to the world. “I am not afraid, because my day is settled in God, the one who owns the earth and all that is in it”

Merry Christmas

Wishing you all shades of the rainbow

To show how colourful

To show how bright and loving

My well wishes are to you and yours

Have a Jolly Christmas

FATHER CHRISTMAS

Did I mention that I am now an Aunty, yes oh...my brother’s wife had a bouncing baby boy some months back and this is the beginning of a new generation in my family. Papa Sykik and Mama Sykik are first time grannies and their excitement can’t be contained. The baby is so cute..... God forgive me, I wish babies don’t grow up... the cuddly, chubby, sweet looking face...they look so innocent, I feel like “sin” beside any baby.

Anytime I buy gifts for anyone I make sure I buy something I love and won’t mind using....I have often times “kolobied” gifts I bought for people because my longer throat won’t let go of the item. I then go buy something else.....Sykik is a nut case. Who does something like that? I plead guilty, some items are simply irresistible.

Who ever made it compulsory that rice (in whatever form, jollof, fried or white rice) and chicken are the official Christmas meal? I am so looking forward to eating firewood jollof rice this Christmas; I think Christmas rice tastes differently.  Can anyone remember visiting Father Christmas, going to amusement park, shopping for Christmas cloth inside Lagos market? Kai, I don old finish oh. Back in the days, we use to go from LTV8, NTA channel7, channel 10, channel5 e.t.c for Father Christmas. Wait for this, I was the cry baby of the house.....Father Christmas scared the shit out of me...I would, scream, scratch, claw and everything because I just didn’t want to be left alone with the Father Christmas...if Mama Sykik say make I no enter the Father Christmas grotto, na wahala be that, because I wanted the gifts without having to see the scary Father Christmas....it was always a battle, but someway somehow....I survived each year and came out with my gifts....hahaaha.... I scare easily till date, forget all this my mouth.  

Christmas was a season of gifts, Papa Sykik and Mama Sykik knows how to give gifts oh, my brothers and I got lots of gifts each year. I couldn’t wait for Christmas to come then, but I don’t know why my parents refuse to give gifts again now that I am older and married...after all I am still their child nau....abi do people outgrow Christmas gift and Christmas cloth ni? Maybe I should sue them, for reneging on their parental duties. Abi, they think have handed over to Hubby ni, I no gree, Hubby is husband, Papa and Mama Sykik are my parents...I will start protesting from today.

Dear Santa,

2014 is gradually wrapping up. It has been an eventful year and I can’t begin to count my blessings.

I have tried to stay cool, kind, calm and good this year. I have played by the rules and even stopped applying the “an eye for an eye” rule. I tried not to allow the “evening go down on my anger” and also had a kind word for my mean colleagues. Above all, I reduced my chocolate intake and now play #teamwater....... it was a tough call, but I remained faithful to the cause. I also shopped less, so I got to save more.

I know I will have the best Christmas this year if you will be kind enough to reward me for being a good girl.  I am all grown up but I still believe you exist; I am not like some people (side eyes to Toinlicious, and Simply mee) who don’t believe you exist.  Kindly prove to them that you do make dreams come true. I know you come in through the chimney (we don’t have chimney in Nigeria sha)...... I will leave the kitchen window open so you can still sneak in and drop my gift.  It won’t be a bad idea if you came calling with a gift bearing “Sykik, darling. You have played fair, you have stayed true and though I saw you act like an asshole some few times, you deserve a memorable Christmas this 2014” :) 

PS:

During my days, na Father Christmas we know oh

#Ajepako......Father Christmas

#Ajebutter........Santa Claus