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Happiness Is... (Thelma Asks Ladies; Great Food or Great Sex?)

Like clockwork I woke up at exactly 5am this morning and I was very displeased about this. The older I get, the more I have to think about; the less I sleep. In case you're wondering the correlation between sleep, age and thoughts; two years ago I had much less things to worry (I know worrying is unproductive but I'm human and I kent help it) about, so I could wake up at 4 or 5am, look around me, snuggle deeper into the sheet, close my eyes and drift back into blissful oblivion. Now however I'm up by 4 or 5 and before I get the chance to shut my eyes again I'm staring at 4, 5, 6 or 10 things I need to do, or I need, or I want, or I don't have, or I'm about to have (or something) and voila! Good bye sleep. 

With my eyes shining like the proverbial torchlight, I knew I was done with sleep for the day, it didn't matter that I'd gotten barely four hours sleep. I then wondered what to do, it's important that one be productive regardless of the hour of the day (or night), and then it hit me, my tank was empty and I've got a lot of running around to do. I immediately shut off the bed, donned a bra and shimmied into a boubou. With my hairnet and morning breath *covers face* I jetted off to Forte Oil at Lekki phase 1 roundabout. I was there well before 5.30, my car was the 5th on the queue and in a little over thirty minutes even before they started selling fuel the queue had become mile-long. So happiness is filling my empty tank and not having to worry about fuel or black market for the next few days. (Oh Nigeria... See what I'm happy about?)

Moving right ahead... Some weeks ago I put up a picture of a bohemian-like human hair I wanted and I asked if anyone knew where I could get one. Somone suggested I check out @hairbyomoh on Instagram which I did. I got this from them. J, you asked if I did, yes I did. Here's the picture taken this morning. 


Lastly... We always ask the men which they would prefer but nobody ever asks the ladies, so I'm asking. Which do you think is more important, and if you had to choose between; being a sex-kitten that's verily able to blow your husband's (boyfriend's) mind in bed OR being a grade-A cook and constantly overwhelm his palates with satisfaction, which would it be?

Ladies (for your man), would you rather be great in bed, or be a great cook?


  1. Please a terrific cook...


  2. Rather be a good cook. Great cook all the way,and it's my bday tomorrow, mami T,send a truck load of gifts to my doorstep ohhhh*winks*. Good evening house.

  3. Am I the only one not on instagram? Covers face. Do they have a shop,can they deliver etc. I need it this weekend,hope the price is not cut throat o.BTW you look beautiful. J

    1. Yes they do deliveries of about 1k within Lagos and yes, you can get it before weekend. One girl's cut throat is another girl's peanuts so I don't know oh! This was 40k, but they've got some lower than that and some higher. Her WhatsApp number is 08132818173.

  4. Thelma!!!!you is one foine babe*kisses*.....I'd rather be great in bed jor,too many restaurants to make up for my bad cooking....
    Maybel dearie, happy birthday in advance... llnp....TNHW

    1. Thanks mami yetty, God bless ya.

    2. Tanxxxxx sugar. TNHW I'm missing you oh, I'm not sure why. How's everything with you?

    3. Just copied your number T...would call you later in the day...TNHW

  5. Thank you very much.J

  6. Nice hair....we can be sisters now...just kidding joor. I know that full tank feeling. Hubstar had to drive my car cause his car was on EMPTY....the lecture i gave him ehnn as in do not drive past a certain area

    As for food and sex - rigt now none! I just want sleep and plenty money

    1. Miss Pynk we can't be sisters jor, I have to pay for mine and you don't. Such injustice!. Lol

  7. Hmmmm, we can always eat out or get a cook but I want to be the only one servicing him so great sex abeg.

  8. I love your pink lipstick Thelma, what shade and colour is it please?

  9. Great in bed... There's an over abundance of great cooks and great places to eat but there's only one me *wink*

  10. The woman saying great cook obviously dont know what men want.

    A man wants delicious food on the table when he gets home. It really doesnt matter who made the food. Whether its from you or iya Basira.

    But great sex with the person you love cannot be replaced. Great sex can, but great sex with your lover cannot.


  11. For my boo (by boo I mean hubstar), I'd do the sex, he can go get a chef to feed us both.

    On Wed general level, please food, however, it's money on my mind.

    Holla me for your gift baskets @ Nicomi Ribbons n Bows.

    The hustle is real.

  12. For my boo (by boo I mean hubstar), I'd do the sex, he can go get a chef to feed us both.

    On a general level, please food, however, it's money on my mind.

    Holla me for your gift baskets @ Nicomi Ribbons n Bows.

    The hustle is real.


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