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This is the inaugural edition of this particular post. I hope you like it.
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Yesterday/early this morning I had the beginnings of a serious headache. Serious because sparks were going off every time I closed my eyes, my eyes were gritty and it hurt to turn my head. Very similar to a migraine. I had debated taking a pill but I planned to sleep in the next 10 minutes so I rejected that idea. I wanted to sign out of my Instagram when I saw it.
The P4CM GROUP IS COMING TO LAGOS IN JUNE!
I felt like shaking someone. Where is it going to hold? Probably the Island. Hopefully the mainland. Who’s going to take me? And who am I going to take? My head automatically began racing, the headache was so afraid it left.
I’m so excited! I’m one of the biggest Janette…ikz fans in the world!
To get (more) acquainted with her work, go on YouTube. I’ve posted a video of hers on the blog before, attached to a post.
STORY TWO – The baby who loves me
On Thursday last week, I had to go to the court, to file a document and follow up on another one previously filed. To follow up, I had to go to the record section of the court. When I got there, I noticed a big baby. I’d call him a toddler but he doesn’t toddle very much yet. He was in his baby walker, playing with the buttons. Then his mother went to another section of the office and beckoned him to come to her. While he was going, I was walking in the same direction and somehow I ended up unknowingly standing in front of his walker. Then I noticed my mistake and I wanted to correct it. But there wasn’t enough room to move. So I did the next best thing, I picked him up with one hand and his walker with the other. And he fell in infatuation. From my hair, to my earrings to my glasses, he kept touching my face. I left the office for a while and when I came back, he piloted back toward me. Lol. I didn’t see him today though so 😥
STORY THREE – The goody bag phenomenon.
Although I don’t like sugar, I love junk food. The funny thing though, is that once I have it, I lose appetite for it. That’s how the first goodie bag came to be. There’d be chocolates I haven’t eaten yet, Skittles, biscuits I haven’t opened, packets of chin-chin, cheeseballs, crackers, granola bars, soybean milk. I’m a hoarder and proud(ish) of it.
Eventually though, a friend would come to my room and snack on the chocolate I’d resolved to eat that day. Or Chike would find my stash and raid it and my nose would be out of joint for the rest of that day. It’s a running joke between my father and I, that I always have a snack buried somewhere.
But for a while, I didn’t. Then I noticed, that although I no longer have my special goodie bag, I definitely have all the ingredients. This is a touching story to me because until that day, all memory of the goody bag had left me. Like I forgot all about it. And so many of my favorite memories are tied to me slapping away my friends hands from snatching my Toblerones.
The RCCG fasting ended yesterday. This morning I actually had breakfast (cereal). Can you believe it!
I was in court today and I noticed a man hopping quickly but with a smile on his face. As always, I was eager to meet another grown up clown when I noticed that he HAD to hop. He only has one leg. There and then, I said a quick thank you to GOD for my legs. Say one for yours too.