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| So he beats you...he says he loves you.... so why does he beat you? |
| 01.30.04 (8:36 pm) [edit] |
[i]I have often wondered what would drive a man to beat a woman? What could she possibly do? I can understand as a couple coming from different walks of life it is challenging sometimes even outright impossible to coalesce those differences but there are options… there are always options. [/i]
These abusive traits were not evident in your courtship, you never saw it coming, his jealousy was kinda cute, it was his way of showing he loved you, but did he really love you? You received your first beating five months into your relationship, wedding plans were in tow, you were carrying his child so the families thought you should formalize things. It was a simple argument really, it always was but that simple argument landed you in intensive care for 5 days! You are far too embarrassed to tell anybody so the lies began " I FELL DOWN THE STAIRS" was all you offered to those who asked.
You call off the wedding and made a fresh start but it was just a matter of time till he made his way back in. He came with an army, they pleaded and cried and made you promises…. "IT WILL NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN" was their unified chant. You weighed your options; you didn't really have a choice, who will accept you? You are officially AFTER ONE!
You tried all your might to make a home with this man but resentment didn't give way; yes, you had forgiven but you just can’t forget!
He must have seen the resentment and he didn’t quite understand, his frustration must have driven him to strike you once again! There goes another lie “I TRIPPED ON MY WET FLOOR” then there was the time “I GOT HIT BY A CAR”. Why were you making excuses? Why didn’t you get some help? His friend started to hint you that it was time to make your leave; you grew up in a home divided so you vowed to do you best. He had convinced you that without him your survival would be taxing…. who would help you raise your child? Ten hospital trips latter, you sit and count your scars then you realize you could have died! You decided to put it all in God’s hand and allow HIM make a way…. through God’s way you found your way and left the bastard behind.
[i]According to statistics over a million women die every year as a result of spousal abuse. If you or someone you know is being physically or emotionally abused get some help! There are options!
I am a living testimony that there are options! I was one of those chicks that vowed ‘it could never happen to me’ but guess what it did and it could happen to you too. I know a lot of folks are thinking…’Bola is doing way too much sharing today’ well that’s quite alright, the way I see it, if my sharing can deliver just ONE woman then I have done my share…. I implore you all to do yours![/i]
Y.T
Bola Odegbami
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| I am blessed are you? |
| 01.30.04 (12:34 pm) [edit] |
A sweet friend shared this with me toady...
So often, we look at others and compare ourselves to them. And often,
we come up short. We look and say, "Oh he's/she's 26 and he's/she's done
this, this,
this and this. Or we watch people who "have it all together" and we
begin to get down on ourselves. We find any number of ways to compare
ourselves to the next sister/brother - and come up short....STOP!
There's a saying that the grass is always greener on the other
side.....Well, their water bill is higher too. And guess what? You can have
green grass also IF you seed, water and fertilize your lawn.
You can't have what somebody else has if you're not willing to go
through what they went through. But, that's another matter. Stop
comparing yourself to others. Love YOU!!!!
Each of us has our own thorns. Be it weight, single-parenting, job
dissatisfaction, spouse problems, financial distress, children woes,
over-worked/underpaid issues, loneliness, confusion, self-doubt, etc.
You've got to love you, and if you can't do that right now, At least
quit comparing yourself to others, because you don't know what they are
going through.
Someone will always be prettier. They will always be smarter. Their
house will be bigger. They will drive a better car. Their children will do better in school. And their husband/wives will fix more things around the
house. So let it go, and love you and your circumstances. Think about it. The prettiest sister/brother in the world can have Hell all up in
his/her heart.
And the most highly favored sister/brother on your job may be unable to have children. And the richest sister/brother you know - he's/she's got the car, the house, the clothes - might be lonely. And the word says if I have not Love, I am nothing.
So, again, love you. Love who you are right now and let God be your barometer. Mirror Him. Look in the mirror in the morning and see how
much God you see. He's the only standard, and even when you come up short, he will not leave you or forsake you.
Smile and may God continue to BLESS YOU Real GOOD!!
"I am too blessed to be stressed and too anointed to be disappointed!"
The shortest distance between a problem and a solution is the distance between your knees and the floor.
"The one who kneels to God can stand up to anything."
Be blessed.
Anon
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| Oh Lawdy! |
| 01.28.04 (3:14 pm) [edit] |
At about 2am on Monday night, I decided to take a walk…I needed some air and I figure I’d clear the snow on my car as well. FRIEND had my ice scrapper so I improvised with my dust pan. I shoveled snow for a good hour. By the time I was done I felt a crises coming on so I took a couple Vicodins and drank tea and I forced myself to sleep.
I got up around 7:30am Tuesday morning and I headed to work only to find that my entire department had taken the day off! WTF, my director was in but he hasn’t gotten the gist ‘we is free now’ I knew they were going to work me like Kunta Kinte. Bitch was shooting me emails left and right, I finally told her ass that I was leaving at 2pm promply so which one of these dozen tasks is priority? Apparently Bitch didn’t get the freedom memo as well!
I left work, picked up my princess and headed to Mo’s house, I figured if I get snowed in, I may as well have some company besides she was making Ila Asepo and had two movies from Netflix. Doyin came to join us later, we had a mini blast! I got home just in time to watch America’s top Model….that show cracks me up, put all them chicks in one house and you are asking for it! I decided to catch up on Soul Food since the new season would be starting soon….Yeah baby, I’ve got On DEMAND! Comcast rocks! I finally fell asleep at about midnight.
So I tried to play the snow card again today but them Mofos called me at 7:30am to see if I would make it in…damn!
I actually did a lot of work today, I am so proud of myself! Maybe its because my IT guy has been missing in action since Friday! I am actually looking forward to seeing him again.
Omolayo go kill me o! hell not if I kill her first! We stopped at Walmart this morning right, I had a run in my hose so I needed to pick up an emergency pair. As soon as we stepped in the store, Omolayo started singing Milkshake! If you know my kid you know her hot ass as memorized that shit word for word, I hurried to find my hose and she was off singing away. I tried to locate her once I was done and she had these two white women cheering her on as she sang and danced. I was soooooooooo embarrassed! I gave them that fake smile and dragged her by her collar! WTF? I work in Manassas so you can image my ire! I’m sure they were like where did this ghetto baby come from! Lawdy help me through the next 15 years!!!!
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| The last few days..... |
| 01.26.04 (7:58 pm) [edit] |
I am so blessed! Uncle Timi offered to take me grocery shopping after work on Friday! I was really surprised....well maybe not. Uncle Timi has always been a big part of my life. He was the only one who hinted me in 1992 that my visit to Nigeria might be a lot longer than 2 weeks! When my conniving parents deceived me that I was going on vacation! Uncle Timi told me dem bamas were trying to deport my ass but I just couldn't believe it! Over the six year period I was there he always sent me money and kept in touch. I know yall are like WTH is Uncle Timi..well he's my brother sort of, he's actually my sister's friend, I met him when I was like 9 years old and we've always had a bond. He as always been there for me like a brother would...the only thing missing is the DNA! Any who so he made my day right. Omolayo was acting an ass while we were in the store, I gave her a public flogging!
Saturday was crazy, I cleaned my crib all day long and I was exhausted by the time I was done. Moji and Doyin wanted to do the movie thing tonight so we arranged to meet up at 8pm. At 8 I hadn't heard from Moji or Doyin so I decided to leave their ass and fly solo[i] (well with Omolayo as my right wing). [/i]I called them both to curse them out! It is crazy how my retarded ass is late to work everyday, but when its time to socialize I am always on time! I told Moji and Doyin I didn't appreciate their late asses standing me up all the damn time and reminded them of the importance of keeping to time! Yup I sure did!
Any who Moji convinced me to come to her crib, I needed to see Mumsie anyway...yeah Moji's mum is in town! ha ha [u]no Mojo for Momo![/u] So I stopped by Ekpen's crib on the way...my boy is studying for his GMAT! I stayed for a bit then I was off to Mo's.
My girl made yam and shrimp stew with boiled plantain! Yeah I like food..... and what?:evil: We chilled till about 10pm and caught the 10:30 show, we saw [i]'Along came Polly'[/i], It was heck of funny! I got home at about midnight and went straight to sleep.
On Sunday against my better judgment I went to PA to see Mr. Harry, he invited me to help him put up some newly acquired paintings, as per I have an artistic eye! 8) I say against my better judgment because I have closed that chapter of my life and I just don't want to send mixed signals, at the same time I don't want to seem immature like I can't handle a meaningful friendship after the fact. I can be a coward at times, I just try to avoid altogether situations I'd rather not deal with. I was impressed by how it went down. Of course my ghetto ass took all my laundry and washed clothes free of charge. :wink: I have a new found respect for Mr. Harry now...he conducted himself like a true gentleman...what do you know! I headed back home around 8pm, it was snowing like hell! I could'nt see jack! I spoke with Mo all the way home. I am definitely not going to work tomorrow...you can believe that!:twisted:
I called in today...aint no way in the world was I getting my lazy ass up in the damn snow! Oh hell na! I finally finished Oyin's blog, Oyin is a poet, I am encouraging her to put her skills to the test and see how people respond to it. Check it out when you get a minute http://babyphat.tblog.com . I spent the majority of my day in bed, I ran a couple reports for work but I lounged for the most part. Ekpen was here but he tuned me out and watched football and slept the majority of the day. I spoke with FRIEND today we had a healthy friendly conversation...just like old times, I miss that. I braided Molayo's hair..she didn't like it, she wants to wear it like Aunty Moji's....Imma knock her hot ass out!
So its back to work tomorrow...damn I hate work! Why cant I just marry some old, filthy rich fart and wear Prada to bed? I tell you that Anna Nichole is a smart cookie!
Oh my attempt to quit smoking is not going so well...sombory told me to watch the truth commercials...girl that shit only work if you are in the sixth grade attempting to smoke! :roll: I am wide open for suggestions! I probably wouldn't smoke as much or at all if I had a man, :( hell who am I fooling... I'll probably get the bama to join me! pass the Boros baby! :D ah ha! Aight I berra take my chunky ass to bed now....Tomorrow is a new day!
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| TGIF !!! |
| 01.23.04 (12:11 pm) [edit] |
TGIF! Finally Friday at last! Okay so I am having a pretty good day, I stopped by target this morning to get a gift for this chick at work, apparently she’s having a baby so some folks threw her a shower and invited a bunch of us. So I found her this keepsakes box…..if she doesn’t like it….tough!
Ohhhhh Weee! The IT guy came by my desk this morning, I was deep in thought staring at my screen, then I heard the voice…..”Hello Bola, how are you today” Oh my goodness! I tried to remain calm and casually replied “ Its Friday…what do you think?” He smiled, Oh that smile! He went on to say today was his birthday he just turned 30! Now this kid is offering a lot of info at will…..I see a green light! Okay that’s my cue….([i]I know what I said about swearing off men especially not a man I work with! Well technically I don’t work with him and he is so damn Foine!) [/i]I casually said “ [b]Wow, your birthday huh? And thirty? That’s a good age! Happy birthday!” [/b]he said thanks you and I went for the kill and offered to take him to lunch! He said I did not have to and besides he leaves shortly, but if I was serious he’ll take a rain check for next week. There it is folks…I don did it again! It felt pretty liberating asking a cute guy out!
I attended the baby shower at about one and despite my cheating…I did not win Jack! I am not working out today, I think I will try the south beach diet…I hear the results are pretty drastic, but wait o! I cannot eat food with carbs for 2 weeks! WTF? Lets see my diet consists of Eba, rice, yam, bread….did I say eba? Pounded yam etc. How the hell can I stay off carbs? Hell I‘ll just keep working out! South beach ko? Eleko beach ni!
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| What a mess! |
| 01.22.04 (2:59 pm) [edit] |
All right, so you like this dude and you’ve been dating for a few months, it is finally time for the deed to be done…Oh yeah! you are getting you some tonight!
So you cook your famous Efo elemi mejo and clean your crib and you’ve already stopped by Victoria Secret for lingerie your ass can’t afford, but hey you couldn’t bear to let him see your mix match ones with holes in them. You‘ve also laundered your sheets and sprayed your pillow with D&G’s light blue. You got your ringer off so your annoying ass friends won’t interrupt what is about to go down, they do that shit all the time!
The mood is right and you can’t wait! You casually leave your most expensive shoes by the door so the guy knows you’ve got class. After your 10 months dry spell, you are going for it full throttle!
So he rings your bell at 7:45, you wait for a couple minutes so you won’t seem too eager.
You open the door and he is standing there in all his grandeur, 6 foot 2 inches looking like a page out of GQ! Fyne boy, no wrinkles, no pimples with a dimple! DAMN!
He looks at you with lust in his dark brown eyes and gives you that smile the makes your insides do flips.
You sit and watch him as he devour the delicious meal you’ve prepared, hoping he will devour you in the same manner later. He compliments your food and winks at you, ‘[i]put it on me’ [/i]you thought to yourself.
So yall skip desert and lay on your Italian leather sofa to watch ‘[i]Sleepless in Seattle’, [/i]you both love the movie die. He whispers in your ear about how cute you are looking and sent chills down your spine. Ten minutes into the movie he is nibbling your ear and you are moaning feverishly, he kisses your forehead and asks ‘where have you been all my life’, you lift your head and kiss him passionately. He carefully removes all of your clothing as you remove his, his nature rose to the occasion confirming he hungered for you as much as you did for him. As you both fondled each other, you feel him jolt violently, screaming [b]‘dear god! dear god!’ [/b]as if in pain, his eyes begin to roll backward as if he was having a seizure!. You look at him with concern, which soon vanished when you found that he had expressed himself all over your beloved sofa! Your dry spell continues…. [i]What a mess![/i]
Bola Odegbami
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| Arrgghh!!! |
| 01.22.04 (12:45 pm) [edit] |
Okay so I decided to do the work out thing yesterday, my first step towards losing 15lbs! I was exhausted by the time I was through! It felt like back in the day when Apata has just finished flogging my ass! I think I may be having a crises! Moji came buy for round three of the braiding tournament, hopefully this is the final round! OC came on tonight and I enjoyed every minute of it, less the times Moji was asking me questions! I totally hate being spoken to when I am watching a show or a movie…that is why I go to the movies ALONE! Arrrggh! I finally finished at about midnight and my ass couldnt find anything to wear for work, I can’t fit most of my clothes, I am getting really wide, I decided on a pink shirt and gray pants. I am totally busting out of my shirt and it’s a friggin size 8, why cant I be a size 0 like Icy?…well maybe a size 3. I swear if Omolayo tells me what she is not wearing one more time…I will choke her! My princess is all of 3 years old going on 18! I picked out a pair of jeans and a turtle neck for her to wear and she refused! She started whining about how only boys wear dark blue…her teacher told her so! I told her I would bitch slap her and her teacher with my left hand! Nonsense and kongability…I couldn’t pick out my clothes till I was like 14! Yet this little brat is telling me what she is and is not wearing!
I am so sleepy it’s ridiculous, I used to sleep under my desk when I was pregnant, it was so pathetic! Aight so I worked out again today and the pain is not as bad as yesterday, I had some Popeye’s for lunch…it was heck of good…go try the jambalaya! I did not do jack schitt today as per work sha, I just dey stare blankly at my screen all day long!
Arrrgggh! I can’t breathe in this damn shirt!
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| My Raleigh Crew at a recent Owambe parry! |
| 01.22.04 (8:50 am) [edit] |
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Tutu, Derele and Mua
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Mua
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Remi and Omolayo
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Bola and Tutu
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Tuoyo, Dayo and I
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Tutu
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The Banjoko Sisters
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| Early this Wednesday Morning...... |
| 01.21.04 (7:48 am) [edit] |
Why is my IT guy so damn foine? I think I have a crush yall! HE is like 6’2, 170lbs with a nice toned body, he reminds me of a black Freddy Prince Jr. He always come by my desk and cracks little jokes. I wonder if he’s your typical American guy…you know, cheap and all! Don’t get me wrong, I do a decent job providing for myself, but I will not be splitting no checks with no man…not in this life time! Damn, I nearly forgot…I have sworn off men! No I am not gay, just flying solo for a while.
I did Moji’s hair till like Midnight last night! Guess what yall, I have TV 1! It’s the new channel brought to you by Radio 1, so far I am not impressed, but I only watched like 60 seconds of it. Oh, and I have On Demand! I shall never miss another episode of Sex and the City again! So I made Apon last night and Moji and I ate Eba ( my favorite)! PHD came over, it was nice, we all just watched TV and chilled. Some Heifer called me at 6:30am this morning! WTF? I was pissed, how dare whomever interrupt my well deserved beauty rest! I thought it was Moji, I was itching to curse her ass out, but she said it wasn’t. I was distorted, so I could make out the voice…I could have sworn it was Moji!
Aight so here is the plan….I will lose 15 lbs by March, I brought my work out gear and I am hitting the gym at 1pm. My ass is getting chunky and that aint cute…..My mission: TO BE LEPA AGAIN! Wish me luck. I heard from a few folks that if I take Welbutrin, an anti depressant, it will curb my smoking urges and well as my appetite, hmm…and probably my sex drive, I’ll have to speak with my Doctor about that! So what I’m a pig? I eat erythin in site. I am not one of those babes that go on a date and front like they are not hungry…oh hell na..Imma eat!
I am still broke o! I am 4 oodles n’ noodles away from starving! Peep this, I will be holding a food drive at my resident, email me for directions at MAMAOMOLAYO@YAHOO.COM, I will send you a list of accepted food. We’ll call it “BO'MOLAYO FOOD DRIVE” !
Aight let me pretend to work now before they realize I don’t do jack!
ONE
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| In a nutshell! |
| 01.20.04 (10:27 am) [edit] |
I decided to go to NC for the weekend…hell I even took Friday off! Remi is back so I wanted to go chill with her. I stayed home for the greater part of Friday doing Jack Schitt, Omolayo was supposed to go to her aunt’s but the heifer never showed so I decided to take her…why not? Remi adores her anyway so hell. Bukky was supposed to come with me but she flaked at the last minute. Any who, my dumb ass set out to Raleigh at about 5pm on a Friday! Talk about Traffic! It took me 6 hrs to get to Raleigh! I was so tired when I got in, I went straight to sleep, Remi wasn’t even home! There was this owambe parry the next day so they were helping their aunty cook.
They got back around 1am and woke Molayo and I up and we gisted till everyone fell asleep.
On Saturday I decided to clean my car and do some laundry, I ended up going with Remi to continue the cooking, I made Jollof rice and we all just chilled at the celebrant’s house till I was exhausted. Remi and I left and went to the mall, I needed to get a Silver clutch bag…my ass don’t have no damn money o! Okay I have a problem! I am a compulsive shopper! I buy on impulse, never mind the fact that I am broke; I see it, I like it, I buy it! WTF I am going to die broke at this rate! Okay so I found the perfect purse, then I found this cute ass suit, then I bought some lip glass and the cutest blue shadow! Remi was with me and she has decided to stop shopping altogether, she will only buy things she needs! Damn! now that is willpower! I have none. I am trying to quit smoking, I have been trying for about 5 years now! But my ass has no damn willpower!
We headed back to Remi’s crib, I took a quick nap before we left for the parry. Everyone was looking so elegant! It was a nice gig, the Serengeti guy was there cranking the owambe jams. Okay so I have some characteristics of ra`re in me….and what? I got sprayed some dough, mostly by Remi’s family. I was worn out and decided to leave, everyone was still having a ball, I swear I lack stamina, I drove myself home and went straight to bed!
I will have pictures soon!
The plan was to leave Sunday Morning but my ass was exhausted, I went to church though, it was a nice sermon…it emphasized the need to wake up early and be on time for every appointment or schedule…hmm, sombory been talking to the pastor about my ass! Remi’s church is like one big family, everyone knows everyone, so after church they spend another hour outside chit chatting, I already told Derele ( Remi’s cousin) that I would not be socializing today so I left to go to Remi’s house, got lost like a mug. Derele made it back before me. Remi jeopardized my chance of eating Mike( Remi’s ex) famous Fried Rice! Homeboy can cook! I attempted the concussion version which turned out alright. I went straight to sleep afterwards. FRIEND came by to take me to the movies later on, we saw Scary Movie 3! It was scary alright! I stayed up forever watching Yoruba movies, I finished up my laundry and packed my things, I am leaving first thing in the morning.
I spent the greater part of Monday on the road, 5 bloody hours to be exact. I finally made it home. Moji, Bukky and Doyin came over, we watches Bend it like Beckham…pretty cool movie. I started Moji’s hair we should be done by FRIDAY! Omolayo’s dad came to pick her up, Doyin got the door when he dropped her off and stood there like he was my man, I know the bama was livid! We had a blast. Moji’s ass got the new $600 phone, I am like so jealous! Bukky made fish stew and we pigged out. Damn…I gotta go to work tomorrow…DAMN!
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| I am sooooo ready for love! |
| 01.15.04 (1:27 pm) [edit] |
India Ari’s lyrics ministers to my soul….I am so feeling her, it’s like she was reading my mind when she wrote this one….
Ready For Love
I am ready for love
Why are you hiding from me
I’d quickly give my freedom
To be held in your captivity
I am ready for love
All of the joy and the pain
And all the time that it takes
Just to stay in your good grace
Lately I’ve been thinking
Maybe you’re not ready for me
Maybe you think I need to learn maturity
They say watch what you ask for
Cause you might receive
But if you ask me tomorrow
I’ll say the same thing
I am ready for love
Would you please lend me your ear?
I promise I won’t complain
I just need you to acknowledge I am here
If you give me half a chance
I‘ll prove this to you
I will be patience, kind, faithful and true
To a man who loves music
A man who loves art
Respect’s the spirit world
And thinks with his heart
I am ready for love
If you’ll take me in your hands
I will learn what you teach
And do the best that I can
I am ready for love
Here with a offering of
My voice
My Eyes
My soul
My mind
Tell me what is enough
To prove I am ready for love
I am ready…
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| Happy Birthday Temilolo! |
| 01.15.04 (12:59 pm) [edit] |
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Today is my girl Thelma’s birthday…Happy Birthday Miha! I wish you all of your heart desires in perfect ways with perfect grace! You are a truly beautiful girl, I hope my brother knows just how lucky he is. Keep your head up galfriend. I miss you and I love you to bits! [image]QueenB_447787707.jpg[/image]
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| Keep Your head up boo...it'll be alright! |
| 01.14.04 (1:35 pm) [edit] |
I spoke with my galfriend today…life is tough! I go through my moments then I find someone who goes through worse, not on the same note but definitely singing the same song! I remember when I was like 18, me and baby girl would act a fool, we would be at all the parties and be with all the cool crowds, we were inseparable, we had the same dream and prayed the same prayer, she was my sister, my strength and my pride. She left for America to begin her dreams and I joined her shortly after. Distance took its toll but we kept the bond we worked so hard to build.
Now we are all grown up…my girl got married, I didn’t agree with her choices but I supported her…as friend should. I visited her a few years back, I found baby girl had changed…things were not the same. I sat her down and asked if she was happy, if things were fine, she said they were…I had my doubts. Two kids later…I questioned her…Is this what you want? Was this the plan? Cus I’m still not sure. I thought she had it good, I wondered why she seemed so glum. He bought her a Mercedes ML 500, he bought a crib fit for a queen….I thought for sure this was her dream! The one thing he failed to buy was the one thing she needs…..happiness! My girl is unhappy and so am I, I wish I could be there for her…the way she was there for me. I wish I could assure her that things would be alright! With baby # 3 on the way…I am not so sure!
My girl is 24 with not a thing to show but her stretch marks from having his kids! I hurt cause she hurting...I feel her pain! What a hand life has dealt!
Keep your head up girl!
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| ME and my Galfriend! |
| 01.13.04 (9:11 am) [edit] |
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[i]Happy Birthday Princess! [/i]
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| More Birthday Pictures |
| 01.13.04 (8:49 am) [edit] |
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Victoria and Kunle
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Me, Helen and friend
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Mua and Olumide (DAYUM...the kid is Foine!)
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Moji, Remi, Lanre, Nike Funmi and a friend
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Nneka, Bowale, Bukky and I
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Moji, Mua, Dolly Wellington, Bowale and friends.
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| Moji's Birthday |
| 01.12.04 (11:50 am) [edit] |
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Bolanle, Mua in the vintage tee...getting my drink on!Moji in the middle..looking Radiant, Funmi is too short to make the pic :P . Cutie in black and white is Dr. Remi and sexy Bukky...hiding her headlights. Shola in black top, Wande on the cele...giving directions
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| Wild Weekend-3 |
| 01.12.04 (11:24 am) [edit] |
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Today is FRIEND’s Birthday…he stayed at my crib along with Vicky and Kunle( No we didn’t have a foursome). He got up early and went to church I made yam and fish stew for breakfast, and Gbenga came over to say bye to Kunle and Victoria. I drove Kunle’s car to Moji’s house to get some drugs, my ass is having a crises! I look heck of good in a BIMMER! I invited moji to join us for breakfast but she had mad cleaning up to do. We ate and socialized till about 2, then Kunle Victoria and Gbenga left. I wish they could stay a little longer, it was nice to see them again. FRIEND stayed a little longer then headed out at about 4pm. Okay Parry is over now its time to get back to the real world! I was on percocet all damn day long and I asked Tracey to drop Omolayo. Ekpen came over at about 7pm, I fixed him some dinner although he helped because I was out after about an hour…I am still in pain but recovering very quickly thanks to the power of Narcotics! we chilled till like 9m and he bounced. Omolayo came home around 8pm, Tracey stayed for a while then she left, I fixed her a to go plate for her man. Omolayo’s father called and wanted to drop off some things for her, I told him she was asleep, he went in her room to kiss her goodnight and he left. I finished my laundry and went straight to bed damn…..another Monday!
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| Wild Weekend-2 |
| 01.12.04 (11:23 am) [edit] |
Victoria, Gbenga Kunle and I got to the party like 8pm, I was worried I was late…but there were like 5 people there! I fixed my self a plate and started gisting with Seyi Oresegun…she is my most mild mannered friend, she came with a friend and was there on time …very few people are still punctual these days. Moji was looking fabulous in her red top…you go girl…its your birthday! The room filled quickly, we piled all the coats on Moji’s bed. A group of guys wanted to watch football so they were in Moji’s room doing their thing. The Newyork Crew landed shortly after with Remi. The party was a huge success, I guess we didn’t need a hall after all. We parried like it was going out of style. The food was superb, the music was just right..everything worked out! Special shout outs to all our friends that represented; Seyi, Vicky; Kunle; Dare; Laj; Bowale, Uncle Timi, Doyin, Funmi, Dolly Wellinton, Helen, Roy, Chuks, Remi, Bukky, Nneka, Jeje Baby, Olumide, busola, kelechi, rasak, tola, dayo, zubi, lanre B, sola and bro, enuma, bolanle, kim, tara, nike and her hussy, godwin, jeff, steve, ngozi, and several others, I couldn't see quite right so forgive me if I missed your name…and the Hostess with the mostest…MOJI and Wande. I was a little buzzed but that’s alright…its my gals birthday and even though she’s moved up to the late 20s we gon parry anyway! To all the heifers and the skunks that didn’t show up…you were not missed!
I’ll have some pictures up real soon so stay tuned!
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| Wild weekend-1 |
| 01.12.04 (11:22 am) [edit] |
Friday was like mad busy, I got of work around 6ish, picked up Omolayo and we went to the African store, then to the regular grocery store so I can get the things I’ll need for Fried Rice. I got home at about 9:10 and started cooking. I need to clean my place, it was horrific! I was mad tired by the time I finished, I slept at about 2 am.
Saturday Morning I got up and realized I did not buy my hair, I had an appointment for 8am and I have no hair! I scrambled all my leftover weaves and went over to Shawn…yall need to meet Shawn, she is mad cool and mad affordable. My weaves are like $50 and she’ll do a perm, rinse, cut and style for $45…you will look like a million bucks! So Shawn hooked me up with a bob, I could so pass for 17 right now!
I dropped Omolayo off at Tracey’s and met up with Shola and Funmi at the Bridal Shop, we helped shoal try on about a dozen dresses…she looked angelic in every one of them! We decided to call it quits at about 3pm and we went to McDonalds for a quick lunch. Victoria called and they were about 30 minutes from my crib! Thank God I left the door opened. I rushed back home to meet them. Kunle( Victoria’s man) just got back from Naija, they were really tired but Victoria helped me out with the cooking. I made them some of my fabulous ogbono, but I put mad salt in it. Kunle was trying to be polite and said it wasn’t bad…are you kidding? That shit was horrible! I finished with the Fried Rice around 7pm and I jumped in the shower. I called to check on Omolayo, she wasn’t really feeling the company I left her in, but I was told she was fine and was making new friends. Kunle’s friend Gbenga came over, he isn’t as bad once you get to know him. I am like the most judgmental person ever! I sum people up in like 5 seconds and I determine whether or not we can be friends…I was wrong about this one…he’s pretty cool, maybe him and Moji can hook up! Hmmm…here I go again.
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| What do I have to offer? |
| 01.08.04 (12:58 pm) [edit] |
[b]What do I have to offer? [/b]
An unknown person asked me that question and it got me thinking…[i]what do I have to offer[/i]?
Hmmm… lets see.
I ask for 13 things from my ideal man and I will list 13 of my best qualities…what I have to offer. Big'El in answer to your question:
1. I adore God
2. I am sincere
3. I am a great cook
4. I am caring
5. I am faithful…there will never be an iota of doubt as to my faithfulness….he can trust me.
6. I am hardworking…very independent!
7. I am intelligent and very talented
8. I have a great sense of humor
9. I am great in bed…or so I’ve been told
10. I will encourage my man….in any path he chooses, I will be right there to cheer him on!
11. I am beautifully and wonderfully made…my man will never be ashamed to show me off!
12. I am submissive…I will respect my man and recognize that my man is my King and regardless of where he may be in the world or how rich, poor, sick, healthy, small, large, cute or ugly he may be… he will always, always wear the crown.
13. I will love my man with every fiber of my being.
There are several others but only the privileged [b]ONE[/b] will know them…I find comfort in knowing ‘God is preparing my King’ .
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| I am a confuse child! |
| 01.08.04 (11:24 am) [edit] |
I guess I’ll be the first to admit I may be confused. I know exactly what I want, I guess I ‘m just not sure how to go about it.
A lot of weird things have been happening lately that has contributed to my current state.
I got a phone call on Tuesday Night from my “baby daddy” he wanted to know if he could crash at my place for the night! WTF? This is the second time in less than a month, now this is one aspect of my life I am not confused about. Apparently he didn’t have anywhere to crash because he sold his crib and is closing on another one, now I am still trying to figure out what the hell that has to do with me! I told him to commit suicide and spare the world!
An old flame was almost rekindled…..its odd how you have feelings for a guy that doesn’t necessarily want to be hitched but when there is a possibility that you may have moved on he reflects on what could’ve been! Why is that? Why does it take another guy to open your eyes? It makes me questions the sincerity of newly surfaced feelings. I am so confused right now it ridiculous.
Finally there is closure concerning FRIEND. We had the talk and now it’s time to walk the walk, it was necessary to put our card on the table and decide if we were going to play….we will not be playing. I am not sure how I feel about that, it hasn’t hit me yet….I think I am cool with that though!
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| What's Up With Her? |
| 01.08.04 (7:22 am) [edit] |
There comes a time in every woman's life when she has to take a close look at herself. Not at her circumstance, not at what she did, not how unfair life is or not at whom made you do it. She has to just look at herself in all her glory and imperfection.
For many women this is a scary thing because often times they don't want to know the truth about themselves. Virtuous women know what I mean.
As women, we have a tendency to water one another down. Maybe it makes us feel good or look better than the next woman. Or maybe we just don't know how to tell that woman how we admire her. In reality we really need to look at ourselves and the pain we project towards other women.
Have you ever admired a woman who has been through changes in her life? Or have you made up in your mind that she is just messed up. Before you make this mistake, take a closer look. A woman who has endured the most unusual life is someone of wisdom, someone who has been chosen by God to go through things that have made her stronger.
Think of all the great women in the bible, Mary Magdalene, Ruth and Naomi, the woman with an issue of blood flow, and Esther, to name a few. Mary was a prostitute, a very uneasy woman. But by the time Jesus was done with her, she was His closest follower. Esther was unfortunate in marrying an abusive man. By the time God was done with her, she had married one of the wealthiest men in the land.
Have you ever admired the strength of a single mother? Or have you made up your mind that it's too bad she had children on her own. A single mother knows no bounds when it comes to her children. She is strong and durable. Single mothers are strong, not because she has to be, but because it comes naturally for her to protect the extensions of her very being. Her love for her children is like that of fuel to a car. Most mothers keep their tanks full because they understand that if it runs low you could jeopardize the car and have problems in the long run. Other women only fill it when it is needed. Their cars usually break down.
Have you ever wondered why some women are not approachable? Or have you made up your mind that she is just mean. A quiet woman is a smart woman. She is valuable. She doesn't go off half-cocked and she won't be the one to argue with you over nothing. She just may even let you go on "setting her straight" and politely back out without a fight. She doesn't let many in her world. After all, she has probably been through the fire and had to rebuild. So why let just anyone in? This is usually the woman that only has "small talk" and knows her place, which is away from all the unnecessary things in life.
Have you ever wondered why that woman is so loud? Well, hey she has a lot to say. These are usually our younger women who have to learn refrain. They are eager and unsettled. They do before they think, and they do not think before they talk. They just go.
Have you ever wondered about that woman who appears to have everything, yet is still very unhappy? Well, she doesn't have everything. She doesn't have personal validation. This is something that cannot be bought. This is something developed over many mistakes and challenges that have taught lessons of the unbearable.
Women are so quick to beat the next one down instead of trying to hold her up. Before you wonder, "What's up with her?" ask yourself, "What's up with me?" Why do I beat down another woman to build myself up? That woman could be my mother, sister, aunt, in-law, stepmother, niece, grandmother, great-grandmother, neighbor, friend, co-worker, etc. That woman could just be me. Women are the carriers of life, not the channels of death. Let's build and encourage each other, as did Ruth and Naomi.
Pass this to all the women in your life. Encourage and Love, Forgive and Forget, and trust that the woman that receives this will be touched in some way.
Author Unknown
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| I found another cute New Year picture! |
| 01.05.04 (11:44 am) [edit] |
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Moji, Bukky and I..... 35 minutes into the New Year
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| 1st Sunday of 04 |
| 01.05.04 (11:28 am) [edit] |
I was planning on going to church today but, I didnt get up till 4pm! Who the hell sleeps till 4pm? Bola Odegbami I guess! I was feeling anti-social again!
I refuse to pick up my phone today and in case anyone shows up at my crib...I will not be answering the door. I realized at about 5 pm that I had to go pick up Omolayo and that tomorrow was Monday! I drove all the way to Oxon Hill to pick up Omolayo. I braided her hair and gave her a bath and we read a book together. I am hungry! I think I'll have some moi moi...there goes another 10 pounds!
I have decided to move to Manassas in the next couple of months.
It is 1am....I am going to bed
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| Same old shit...different toilet |
| 01.05.04 (11:27 am) [edit] |
Saturday...I left my house at about 1:30, Uncle Seye and Folusho picked Omolayo up for the night. FRIEND and I said our goodbyes and I was off to do me. I was suppose to meet Shola at the wedding venue to finalize the details of the menu, but that wass at 1pm and I wasnt sure if she made it there or I had missed the appointment. I am working with Shola to plan her wedding. I am also planning Funmi's wedding, that is my new acquired trade..... The Wedding Planner!
I decided to go to Moji's House. Today is Funmi's birthday and we were all meeting at her place before going to the theater to see a play called FAME.
We played a DVD game called Scene It and ate some food Funmi was experimenting with, I usually dont eat American food but it was good though, I particularly liked the Collard green soup. We were supposed to be at the Theater for 8pm and we barely made it. I didnt particularly care for the play, but it was nice to mingle a bit.
We left DC at about 11:30 and we drove back to Moji's house. Helen and Wande were fast asleep and Moji barely had one eye opened. I picked up my car and drove back home to get ready for Uncle Timi's Ra Ra...my ass is tired but I have to go. Moji said she wasnt going and I didnt even care why, I need to worry about me because obviously everyone else only worries about themselves! Elsia called me, she was in the neighborhood so I invited her and her man Tobi to Uncle Timi's party. Doyin was my date for the party and so we all headed out together. I had a blast! and stayed till like 3am. . Dolapo was there and Doyin's friend was there as well as Ayo Kara (cutie pie) and Kenny amongst others. Bowale was there with some foreign chick he brought from ATL, I was so disgusted but wasnt sure why! Doyin dropped me off at like 4pm and I barely made it to my bed.
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| Day after New year! |
| 01.05.04 (11:24 am) [edit] |
Friday was uneventful for the most part. I came home from work and headed to Moji's house, They had some friends over and were planning to go to the movies...FRIEND and I were going to go to the movies as well but things came up that he had to do, so I headed home after chilling with Moji for a bit. I was on my computer till well after 3 am. I spoke with Dude and though it was a nice conversation, I don't think he can give me what I need I don't know him that well but I am done putting my feelings out there. I have only had one person that met all of my needs and loved me unconditionally, that was Fisayo Akinfolarin and I screwed it all up. FRIEND came close but lacked in the loving me unconditionally part. A friend once told me that I was being unrealialistic in the things I ask for and that I had no reason to be so picky...guess what? we are no longer friends. Maybe she was right, but I pride myself in surrounding myself with positive people, I beat myself up enough and do not need haters. I will share the list!
·have faith,
·listen when I speak,
·spend more time with me than his boys,
·call me at least once a day,
·make me laugh,
·remember our anniversary,
·satisfy my woman needs,
·apologize when he is wrong,
·stimulate my intellect,
·be sensitive to my feelings,
·earn an honest living,
·embrace my shortcomings
·Love me unconditionally
I have done a great job her huh? I never knew I had it in me. I probably should change my major to Web development!
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| It's the 04 Jump Off...right here yall! |
| 01.02.04 (8:55 pm) [edit] |
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[b][i]The whole Bunch![/i][/b]
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[u][b]Remi[/b][/u]
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[b][u]Wande[/u][/b]
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[u][b]Helen[/b][/u]
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[b][u]Nneka [/u][/b]
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[b][u]Bukky [/u][/b]
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[u][b]Moji [/b][/u]
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[i][u][b]Bola[/b][/u]....don't we look fabulous?[/i]
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| New Year's eve |
| 01.02.04 (10:58 am) [edit] |
I still have my head ache and its like after 6pm, I headed to Uncle Timi’s place to drop Omolayo, aunty Foluke is my sitter tonight. I stayed there for a bit, FRIEND is coming over tonight so I’m, kinda excited. I took a couple advils for my headache and still nada. I got home to find that FRIEND had been there, but was out, probably trying to find something to eat (You know a sister is broke so no food hurr!). I lay on my bed to try and get a good nap for a couple of hours, we planned to leave from Moji’s place at six. I finally got up and got in the shower, I heard FRIEND come in, I popped my head out the shower to see him standing in the door way, looking heck of good! He stood there and watched me for a minute, then he went away, while I finished up. I decided to wear brown tonight, I was dying to wear my newly acquired $390 Versace pumps, didn’t care what else went with it but I needed to wear my MPP. I decided on a brown top from Arden B and a plain Lycra skirt. FRIEND said I looked fabulous! I rushed to Moji’s place leaving FRIEND behind, he said he would join us later.
As expected all the heifers were not ready to go…AS IF!:x Everyone was looking like WHOA! :shock: Stay tuned for pictures. We got lost trying to get to Washington Court Hotel, we were in the car when the ball dropped, Moji was upset, she was just telling me the story of how her brother and his wife spent New Year on the road a few years back. I was laughing my head off!
We finally got there at about 12:30. It was alright, we had fun, together there were 7 of us in total; [b]Dr. Remi, Engineer Wande, Financial Analyst Helen, Nneka (Not sure what she does), Marketing Analyst Bukky, HR Specialist Moji and Single Mama Bola!:lol: [/b]We had a great time, the Guy that hooked us up with the ticket was there looking decked up as usual and Dude was there as well, he came by to say hello and told me how fabulous I was looking, took my picture and was off the rest of the night…he lost major points for depriving me of much needed attention.:evil: FRIEND never showed.
I saw an old friend, she was looking jacked up and I started to tell her ass WTF?:x The worst part was that she was there with her friend who looked really nice, why did she not tell her that her get-up was inappropriate for the event! Some folks are like that…they try to outdo you so you don’t take the spotlight….I will tell a friend in a minute. Oh no you dient! Where are you going and with whom? And open my closet in a heartbeat! Women sha! [u]FRIENDS DONT LET FRIENDS LOOK JACKED[/u] We danced and parried like it was our birthday!8)
I got home around 4am, FRIEND was there…… Hmmm don’t yall wanna know how it went down?:D
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| The night before the night before NEW YEARS |
| 01.02.04 (10:53 am) [edit] |
Tuesday Night was rough…I got off work and went to Uncle Timi’s house, we were going out with a friend of his and Moji. We left his house at about 9pm and picked up Moji then we headed to TGIF. I ordered Salmon and a virgin margarita, Moji ordered a super duper dacri, mypoor baby girl, after about four sips she was done!8) It was funny cause she was already tired and didn’t want to go, but she switched into this extremely talkative chick and looked liked she’d been smoking lala. Uncle Timi’s friend Dayo took pictures of her, I should post them :twisted: but her ass would kill me. I had a really nice time, Uncle Timi and I have been meaning to hook up and do something fun for a while so it was nice. We dropped Moji off and I headed home. FRIEND asked if he could stay with me for the New Years and I said yes. Hell yeah I want him to stay…right?:wink: I don’t know, I am so vulnerable right now I can’t think straight.
Why the hell has Remi not called me? :evil:
Why the hell has Seyi not called me?:evil:
Why has Akin not returned my email?:evil:
Why has Bode not called me?:evil:
Why has Wale not returned my email?:evil:
All these folks are vacationing in Naija and they have abandoned me! Okay o! na here I go sidon…sebi you go come back?:roll:
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