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?