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Seasons Greetings

Wishing my blog family a very Merry Christmas and a Beautiful New year ahead. Here's a toast to YOU!!!! The best of Health Long life A very fat purse Evidence of the Blessing of God in your life Promotion at your work place Increased business opportunities Most important, People to always REJOICE with you at all times!!! Have a happy holiday!!!

Gr8 Packages...Your smile is our Pride!

Do you like to have everything organized to the last letter? Like attending well planned events? Do you need souvenirs for that wedding, party, kiddies’ event coming up soon? Having issues with what to buy? Look no further,  Gr8 Packages has a solution for you!!! Gr8 Packages has a success story of customer satisfaction at all events and we specialize in the following services: Catering at wedding, birthdays and other events party planning (surprise birthdays, hen parties, get together)   kiddies events (indoors and out door) party favors           souvenirs, gift items, corporate gift items and bags, hampers, Christmas hampers cakes and delicious pastries deserts and mouth watering ice creams themed events (bridal showers, baby showers, kiddies parties) We take pride in providing you with the best buy for your budget. We also assure you of fantastic quality, on-time delivery and a satisfied smile on your fa...

Money Tree

There is this driver in my office that sees me as a money bag. Everytime he sees me, all he thinks of is "i have to get something" from her, no matter what time of the month it is. It started when I needed to go out of the office for  a meeting and I asked him to take me there. We were there well after closing hours, so when he took me back to the office, I gave him some money as he had missed the staff bus. That's where I made the mistake. The next day the same thing happened. Not long after, he said he wanted to see me, so I gave him audience. He said I should please borrow him N200 and that he would pay me back at the end of the month. I gave him N1,000 and at the end of the month, he returned the money, but I asked him to keep it. Two weeks later, he came again and I snapped at him and told him I didn't have anything to give him. The next day this guy came again. Na wa oh! We had an event at the end of November and he drove me and a few colleagu...

Categories

Now, this post is a private joke between my sister and I. Every year, she gets hampers from her office (vendors, friends and all) and we get to laugh over what we see. Its unfortunate that some people spend so much buying a hamper and they never get to see the nonsense that people have packed inside. Talk of expired products and useless things. Last year, we finally categorized the hampers into 4: Pampered Hampers- These are hampers that contain "luxurious" items. Real products that you can use and will be reluctant to share with others.  Hampers- They are good products in these baskets as well. You find a mix of good foreign and local products. Can give some of the goodies out and not feel too bad. Tampers - When you see these baskets, you are not really happy. Don't get me wrong, you are grateful for the gift, but not happy because you know that so much has been sent and yet they sellers have laced the bottom with "soaked cartons", "rice sac...

After 5 Till Now

Morning everyone! Yesterday, I wrote about how I was scared of the traffic and commuting from the mainland to the Island everyday. My good friend in the office, Didi, had warned me to make sure I leave the office at exactly 5 minutes to 5 if I wanted a seat in the staff bus. Believe me, I tried. At 5 minutes to 5, my tummy started rumbling and feeling really funny. It was screaming restroom!!!. I just ignored the message. I went downstairs at 2 minutes to 5 and behold the staff bus was filled to capacity. They were just waiting for it to be 5 on the dot for them to leave the premise. Na wa ooo! I went back into the office to pee and found my way home myself. Luckily, I sat beside an acquaintance from Saggy, who has become a friend. Of course, we caught up on old times and had a blast. I got home 5 minutes to 8 and had to start unpacking my stuff. Source Just before I went to bed, I realized that I didn't "see" my toothbrush and paste,...

WIP

Today, I will be going home to the mainland after work and shuttling from there for a bit. I know some of you are asking "big deal"? but its a very big deal for me ooo. All my working life, I have lived on the Island where going to work only took me maximum of 30 minutes. Now, I have to commute all the way. I am not looking forward to it one bit, but I know it is inevitable for now. On another note, Someone special to me is "avoiding me" and it hurts a lot. But, I am so tired (physically, mentally and emotionally) that I will just be patient and let things run their course.  My friend showed me her level of maturity the other day and I really felt like a child. My excuse is that I'm tired. Come to think of it, I have been saying that (I'm tired) a lot lately. Is this not a sign that people should listen to me? Why isn't anyone paying attention? Someone should care for me oooo. My nephew's christening was yesterday, and it was a beautiful...

Who really cares?

I saw a girl today, she didn't look normal. She looked to me to be about 13 years of age. She had on a yellow robe. It was semi-transparent, and I could tell she wore nothing under. She is a child on the verge of womanhood. The girl in yellow did not look normal. She had beach sand in her hair and a dazed look in her eyes. She probably smelled too. She came to the passenger side of the bus I sat in and smiled at the man seated there. She didn't say anything. The man looked uneasy, I do not blame him, he was a "senior citizen". (He actually had no business sitting in the bus if you ask me). The lady selling food at the bus stop picked up a broom and shooed the girl away, so she moved up a bit to where the Okada riders were. Some men were ogling at her, sizing her up. From where I was seated, I could "read" their minds. I was ashamed at their thoughts. I remember asking in a post  what people prefer, and   I was amazed at the answer I saw today...

The Versatile Blogger Award!!!

Wow!!! What can I say??? I am honoured!!! Thanks Naija Bank Girl for the "Versatile Blogger Award". I know you mentioned it a long while back to me, but I just haven't had time. (One reason or the other.) But I resolved recently that even with the "limited time" I will still make out time to do what I love...blogging!!! Now, I have to share 7 things about myself... I love God do much (cliché, i know, but I really do) Listening to people is something I really like to do I have learned a lot from all the blogs I follow. I am actually getting less shy...more like my pen found my voice for me... I love to observe people without them knowing. It usually makes my day when I find out that " I was right about my observations". I really don't like noisy places...or people. working in calm places with music playing in the background is my forte...talk about creative juices Its not easy sharing 7 things about yourself Also, I have to ...

A Pang of Jealousy?

Jealousy is really a bad thing. I have always sworn that I can never be jealous of a man... Aramide, this is not saying I was jealous...I  just  came very close to it. Here's what happened... We were "gisting" normally, and a text message came in. I passed his phone over. Not long after, another "text" message. Then another. AND ANOTHER! I had to ask, haba, who is this? Is this work related, and he goes, no, its my friend xyz, remember, I told you about the person before. I go "ok" Later on, I picked up the phone and was going through my own messages to him ( I am weird that way, read just my messages to him and his to me) and another message comes in from him, so I tell him and I proceed to read the message. At this stage, I was curious. I read it and the message is "funny". I have this look on my face and start going over all other recent messages by the same sender. Mehn, they were funny too sha...at a point I had to a...

Baby Amanyi

I want you to join me in thanking God for sending a parcel our way. Yesterday, my nephew was born, and God held my sister's hand all through. It came as a hard surprise to us all. My sister woke up jejely and said she was feeling funny and needed to just "breeze" past the hospital on her way to work. Being pregnant and all, she dressed up as corporately as she could bearing in mind that it was a Monday. After a series of calls and all, I heard the cry of my Nephew. I know I sound like a mushy aunty and all..but I cant help gushing. Here's a picture of him... This is the clearest picture I could get as some "Margaret Thatcher" Nurses wanted to "dampen" our joy with their so strict rules. I know they were doing their job, but...whatever!!! Welcome Baby Amanyi, The God who kept you all this while surely keep on keeping you. May you live to fulfil your destiny. Every single day, May you walk in the paths laid down for you and may you be...

Everything!

Hello everyone Its been so long... I have so much to write about. My abandoned 30 days challenge...*I jest havta finish it.* My experience at "work" A pang of Jealousy The birth of My latest nephew (very cute one) yesterday- I think I will start with this one being the freshest of them all. I will not rush ooo, will take it one at a time. Happy Reading!!!!