Questioning God, Insecticide drama and kindness

Hello lovely people. Its FRIDAYYYYYYYY! Such a big relief.

Thankfully there are no cobwebs this time...ok, just a musty smell. BUT I have been around, Been reading some blogs so I know a few things that have happened to some people. Its great to know that those who underwent surgery have recovered or are recovering, happy birthday in arrears to Myne. I have been reading some powerful episodes from Itunes, you gotta check it out.

I also discovered some new blogs and the bloggers (sweets, sleeick and much more)  have a witty sense of style that has you rolling on the floor, or craving for more.

I hope all the bloggers in the US are safe? I have been praying for you and I know it will be well with all your families.

I also want to say thank you to my new followers, I hope you enjoy the ride!!! 

Happy Sallah to all the Muslim faithfuls. So sorry this is coming late, but hey, better late than never, no?

Ok, I just had a strong desire to show face here. Why, I don't know, because I don't even know what to write. I am at a stage where things are spiralling out of my control. This is not so good as I like to be in charge of situations. But I do know that there is light at the end of whatever this is. I get worried at times, you know, ask (God) questions and all that. Sometimes I ask him if He is sure of what He is doing. Have you ever been in that situation? Its like am saying er..God, have you seen where this is leading? Don't you think you'll make a mess of it? But then I remember that He is GOD! Who else is capable of knowing the end from the beginning? Whenever I begin to feel that way, I feel Him smile at me and then I get this assurance that everything is going to be alright. somehow. Just because He is God.

Some of you may have seen it on twitter, so let me just put it here. A few Sunday's ago, I was running late for Church service, and T was already waiting for me in the car (I think he does it to make me feel guilty), so I was trying to be really fast. I was at my dresser, and I didn't even look up, I just grabbed a can and started spraying my hair. I sprayed the front then proceeded to spray the back of my hair and the centre in a very fast circular motion. As we do with hair sprays (ladies), I sprayed and sprayed without pausing until I started smelling something different. It wasn't the usual smell of my hairspray. I was horrified, and kept saying "no, no, no, no, no..." all the while my eyes were closed and I brought the bottle to my face, opened my eyes and ...you guessed it. INSECTICIDE!

I almost passed out OMG! I had sprayed insecticide very generously on my hair. How was I going to sit in church? Who would even sit beside me? I didn't even realize I screamed until my hubby asked me what happened and I told him. Guess what the dude did, he laughed and took a step backwards. Lol! Anyway although I was tempted to just not go to church, I did. I picked up the the real hair spray, sprayed a massive amount of it on my hair to camoflauge the insecticide then I went for service. On my way there I told myself that the smell will dissipate gradully, just like it does when you spray your room. However after service (and after jests by many of my friends) I was advised  (by 2 special friends who happen to be namesakes and do not know themselves ) to wash it off my hair real quick, or it would make my hair fall out. Huh? Fall out ke? I rinsed the hair with a whole bucket of water, used my bath gel to scrub it, followed up with my entire bottle of shampoo and finally used my bathing soap for good measure. By the time I finished, my hair was squeaky. Lol!

On another random note, there is this old horologist (Ok, I exaggerate, he is just an old dude that fixes watches) down the road where I work. Everyday after a hard day at work and on my way home, I'll stop to greet him. (I just feel the dude should be retired and enjoying the benefits of his labour as a youth). At first the dude was surprised that I greeted him. He thought I needed my watch fixed, but I just smiled at him. Everyday I greeted him and he would look at me bashfully. Gradually, I noticed that whenever I approached his work area, he would stop whatever he was doing to greet me and ask how my day went. Yesterday, I was so engrossed, and I wasn't looking his way. He called out to me. I was pleasantly surprised. He noted that I had closed earlier than usual and asked if all was well. I just felt very happy, like finally, he had gained confidence in "our friendship" and I had drawn him out of his shell. lol!

I though I said I didn't have anything to write about? *shrug*

Have a great weekend people and don't forget to do something good to someone and for someone.

xoxo