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Walk With Me.

Let me take you on a walk through the past few hours of my life. 

Yesterday was a very long day. I started my day pretty early. Woke up earlier than I'd planned, just a few hours after I slept, stared at the ceiling for about an hour and got up to start the day. I started out by going for a run just along my street and when I returned I'd have loved to take a nap but I remembered my nephews were having a Christmas party and the older one whose hair is in locks needed to have it done. It turned out our hairdresser has absconded! She's refused to come and get his hair done and wouldn't take our calls anymore. I can't blame her though, you should hear the way he screams when she's getting it done, as though he's being exorcised. The poor girl always looked traumatized by the time they're through, it's a wonder she stuck with us this long. 

Realization hit me that Funmi won't be coming and his hair was pretty untidy, so I got to work and did the best I could, at least he didn't attend the party looking like an abandoned project...

Late Flight. 
I took him to school, returned to the house and tried to catch a quick nap but my sister wouldn't let me. Apparently (according to her) she'd woken up at 5am, swept, scrubbed, put moi moi in leaves and put it on the fire, and made a pot of soup, all before 8am... So therefore I should please give my smaller nephew a bath and feed him. I couldn't say no... Long story short by the time I was done with the little one I gave up any hope of sleep. In fact it occured to me that I had a flight to catch in a few hours and I hadn't even packed!

I got to the airport really late, thought I wouldn't be able to check my luggage in so I had to remove all my perfumes so I'll be able to board with it (ehn, allow me to chip in that I'm accepting Christmas pressies; flight tickets, cash, wristwatches and perfumes, Designer only. LOL). The flight was ok (thank God) and my seat mate was really cool. 

The Gays Have Arrived!
I don't know if they're IJGBs or not but I can swear that there were at least four openly gay men on that flight. I don't have a very strong gaydar but these were the obvious kind; the slightly feminine kind, with full shaggy hair, deeply cut V necks that had half their chests exposed, hips swaying side to side, wrist rolling-fingers snapping, and a general air of drama around them. No, they didn't know each other or come together, they were just there... on the same flight. Very interesting to watch really....

Married Men & Friday Night. 
Back to my seat mate. Can anyone tell me the protocol for talking to married men? Are they completely off limits or can one be friendly with them? Is every word, smile, laughter from you suggestive; a prelude to a clandestine affair? Does one just completely ignore them? What can and can't you discuss with them? Should one just stop at greeting them and then have a stony look on their face... I haven't quite figured this out. 

On Friday night I accompanied Sasha Bone to a party and the minute I walked in, someone called out my name. I was shocked to see my classmate from law school. Excited, I gave him a hug, a double hug; you know those kinds where you envelope the person in your arms, hold them tight, squeeze them, shake them a little then withdraw for a moment to look at their faces in disbelief; is this you? Ahdonbelivit! Then you grab them again and repeat that overly enthusiastic hug. 

I noticed he was a bit uncomfortable but I just attributed that to the fact that we weren't exactly close in law school, therefore my enthusiasm was rather unexpected, but I ignored it. I hadn't seen him in over three years and it was nice to run into an old friend... Until I heard someone clear her throat behind me and I noticed him take a step back and with a guilty look on his face, begin to explain how he knows me to his wife. His WIFE! I felt so stupid. 

Sasha didn't help matters, she was all; nawa o! See how you're grabbing somebody's husband as if you want to swallow him, you should have just entered his body na...

*covers face*. 

Friday Night & Blog Reader
At midnight I got tired and decided to go home but first I thought I'd like some barbecued chicken from The Place which was directly opposite the venue. As we got to the door I noticed a man hanging around the entrance and just as I was about to walk in, he asked me; "Are you Nwando?
Me: Hia! No...
Him: (Silence)
Me: (Proceeding to walk in but curiousity got the better part of me). Why are you asking, are you looking for a Nwando?
Him: Yes. Are you Nwando?
Me: Why? Did Nwando steal your money?
Him: (chuckling). Yes
Me: Then in that case I'm not Nwando. 
Him: (Silence)
Me: Ok fine, I'm Nwando... Have we met?
Him: No. 
Me: So.....?
Him: I'm one of your silent blog readers
Me: Looooooool. Silent abi? You're one of those that come and eat without paying?
Him: LOL... ... ... How is Memphis? How is everybody?

Memphis you're a star o! Every blog reader I meet asks about you before they even ask me how I am. Issorai. 

Anyways, back to Saturday; so I nearly missed my flight, got on the plane, arrived safely, realized I hadn't eaten all day, was very hungry, thus irritable... And when I saw him it wasn't the exciting reunion we'd imagined or expected. Yeah he tried to kiss me but the first words out of my mouth were "Why is your car so dirty?". (That car looked like he just dug it out from 6ft under; mud everywhere. Apparently he was just coming from some place that was just as bad...) He looked hurt, reached for a kiss again, once again got turned down, wailing "I'm hungryyyyyyyyyy o!!!"  


But things got better after I ate sha. 

So here I am, I've been up since 3am, my sinus is acting up real bad, ezigbo oyi na a tu m (Ayam cooooold!) We're going for mass in a few minutes and I thought I'd just let you guys know what I've been up to.


Good morning guys! Happy Sunday!


Ps; I just got a text asking why I didn't put up any post... In addition to my day being busy, when you guys don't comment I do not feel encouraged to post anything. I need feedback and besides that, the posts are not necessarily what's interesting, what makes us rock is our comments, the interaction and how we can learn from and communicate with each other. So there... 


  1. Dear Thelma, you went on sabbatical without prior info. I refreshed and refreshed and refreshed to no avail. :( Good to know you're ok, even though your weekend started with a handful. Welcome back!

    1. I hereby tender my unreserved apology. Good morning ma'am.

    2. A wonderful morning to you too. Apology accepted if only you'll make up for yesterday's absence with a dozen posts. Lol. I missed you. Christmas is in the air, so is love. ;) ; ) :)

  2. Thelma i cant stop Loling at the married law school guy's drama and the wife's clearing of throat. I had a hectic day as well and the fuel queue didnt help matters. Btw Thelma wats the meaning of Nwando? I like the name but i ll like to know what it means.

    1. Full name Nwabundo. Nwa bu ndo= Child is shelter.
      Dunno why but it's mainly Onitsha and Awka people that use this name.

  3. M happy u v found Love T

  4. Double amen to finding love..

    *lips sealed and watching*

  5. I misses u like kilode,like enjay too I tire to dey refresh. Tnks God u fine. Next time do not hug a man like that because the woman must have felt threatened sey who b this beautiful n sexy gal hugging my hussy. Miss u T.

  6. Ahhhhhh Thelma, did u start to approve comments now or gini?it said my comment would be visible after being approved. This aint fair biko. Me no like ohhh

  7. Hiya, I see you got my text. Commenting is a bit tedious sha. Good to know you aiite. I read your blog posts all the time. Take care and wish you well with the new guy.

  8. I don't blame the hairdresser, kids can make you (want to) scream! Lucky boy; Aunt Nwando to the rescue!
    Glad you're fine. You sef be squeezing the guy :p. Shebi they've told you to be looking out for wedding ring :p
    The gays on your flight though. Poor them! None to check the other out lol, with the way you described them, seems they all were 'females' lol
    Happy Sunday.

  9. I was Thinking you gave up on us soo fast..Lol,what a day u had n that law guy's wife is definitely not smiling..

  10. i recently contacted a doctor named Ekaka i find his email: on the internet so i decided to contact him for help in my relationship he ask me to send him my details which i did after that he told me that the gods revealed something to him and he told me everything that was revealed to him and he told me what he was going to do that after three days my relationship became sweet again and the person that was behind my problem came to beg me for forgiveness which was my mother in-law. i and my love are happy again including my mother in-law and we are planning to have a party for this Xmas.... thanks to Dr. Ekaka.


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