That Sh*t Cray!

* Stunting like his daddy.................in a Superman suit :-)

Too lazy to type my side of the story, but hubby did justice to it here and here.

And that my friends.....is how we say "That Sh*t Crazy!"

And there was light.....

I feel like this is my first post ever.
I think I've forgotten how to blog.
(How does one forget how to blog?)
I see I'm not the only one guilty of this crime (if I am allowed to call it that)

What's weird is that I cannot pin point what exactly kept me away from here. As for my life being uneventful, I'm pretty sure if I dig deep I would find some awesome stories to tell *smiley*

So.

It's just gone past the middle of August. Is this year fast or what? I've been married for a little over a year already. Funny how that day seems like yesterday. I still don't feel married. I feel like my best friend and I share an apartment. He's kind to let me stay and I return the favour by keeping him company; with benefits of course *wink*

I need shop therapy.

But before that, I need an additional source of income that would let me splurge on any and everything.

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Life really does have a sense of humour.
As kids we were given everything we wanted for free, yet we wanted to grow up fast, now as adults we find out that the grass isn't as green as it looked like from the other side.

Somehow, i wish adult life came first, so that we'd apprecite being kids.

I'm rambling.....off to make myself useful.

~Sirius~ Signing out®

Feeling (Not So) Damn Good...

So, two Sundays ago in the cool air of the church auditorium, I listened to a story being told from the bible. It would be the umpteenth time I'd be hearing this story since I was a kid, but the first time I would ever stop and slowly digest a character that I never really taken an interest in ever since I'd heard the story.

I'm sure most of us all know the story of the prodigal son who requested for his share of wealth from his father (a king) and blew it all up, then he became less than a servant in a land where the people were seen as less than equals to his own people.

As I sat and listened to the analogy of this story, my ears stood (like a dogs' would) when his brother was analysed.

Quiet, never troubled his father, got his share of wealth (only because his brother requested for his), never caused any trouble, calm, reserved, speaks only when spoken too.......

I felt sad instantly....not for him, but for myself.

I've always played it safe like the first son, not to say I'm 100% goody two shoes or anything like that, but for the life of me I never take risks! I wonder if it has to do with the fact that nothing really excites me, not even "supposed" milestones in life (which i see as a very serious issue).

I usually sit down and take in whatever comes my way.... things happen in my life that i don't like and i just sit there waiting/hoping/wishing for them to change. I find it really really hard to complain or express my feelings, and when and if i eventually do it means that I'm probably sick of it to the point that it makes me sick.

Going back to the bible story...

The wayward brother got the best of both worlds, not to say I'm encouraging being wayward, but....
He caught the heart of his father more than his brother did, why? Because his father (like most heads/fathers/leaders), they are not moved my people who are static, people who just say yes to everything you say, people who don't challenge other people, people who have dreams and wishes buried inside them but are too afraid to birth them because they don't want to seem rude, or out of line.........people who don't speak their
mind or take risks.

How on earth am I going to make a difference in life if i always play safe?

Gosh!

I'm tired, I'm down, I'm angry at myself....I don't mean to sound ungrateful to God, but I'm not just myself...if I were white (no offence) I'd be diagnosed with depression and I'd be feeling slightly suicidal. It's ironic as nothing in wrong in my life at the moment. I guess it's just a phase, or perhaps I'm sucking up more than I should and I just haven't realised it yet.

I'm whining .........

Have a great weekend everyone...

Sent from my BlackBerry wireless device

YummmmY......

And so, here I am again.

I don’t know what has gotten into me? (slowly saying that in my head - it sounds……..)

I can’t believe I abandoned my blog! (well, I can) Life has taken the toll on me.

Unfortunately I can't bore you with all the non-interesting details, instead I will motivate you to do something you love.....hehehe

So.

I have this friend, from waaaaay back. She does fantastic stuff with cupcakes! (Anyone who knows me knows I love cake…….and Ice-creamJ) The sad/fortunate thing is……she lives in far away Abuja. So I can’t indulge in all her naughtiness and so I defeat the scale in this battle *wide grin*

At first I was just going to put up one or two photos of her handwork. But I have something better….a blog link

However, for the lazy folks....sneak preview.

I promise to update you on all the non-interesting details...in due time. ( I hope I don't disappear for this long)

For those who are lucky enough to be in Abuja.....you should try them cupcakes. and eat for 2!

1 sheep, 2 Sheep, 3 Sheep....Randomly Bored

Boredom....an emotional state experienced during periods lacking activity or when individuals are uninterested in their surroundings.

That's how I've been feeling lately.....extremely bored.

What's crazy is that I have tons of things to do.....like read my books! (yes o...adult education ain't easy) I'm currently enrolled in a certification program (work related), 5 exams, so far 3 down 2 more to go..........someone should please tell ~Sirius~ to read her books and not fall asleep when she gets to page 2 (that's if she even picks up the book to read)

So.......I love to cook! (as much as I love to eat *insert wide grin*)

Not to blow my trumpet or anything, I am actually quite good at it. Somehow God knew all of this and blessed me with a husband who enjoys to eat. A lot. (picky sometimes) but he is a sucker for very good food, and so FoodNetwork has me drooling every now and then.

When I was much younger, my Saturday mornings were strictly to cater to my dad and his friends, I would sauté snails and bush-meat in pepper and onions for for them to indulge.

In my late teens....After my Saturday routine had long gone with the wind. I still catered to just my dad....not snails anymore, maybe some dryfish pepper soup or anything he fancied (my dad is a hard man to please when it comes to food- that's why I can manage a husband with the same standards) My dad would tease me that if I ever was jobless that I should open a restaurant- And No, I don't think I ever will.

Now, I do a lot of continental dishes, a lot of sauces.....hubby skewed me in that direction, because he loves restaurant food.

This is as random as it gets.....I can't get the images of Japan out of my head.

A reminder that we should be grateful everyday we are alive.

Off to enjoy my weekend!..hopefully read my books after I catch up on my TV shows.

This is ~Sirius~ Signing out!

Pondering....

Sometimes I find myself having these moments where my mind travels down a chain of thoughts. Sometimes they occur randomly, sometimes they are triggered by things happening in peoples lives around me.

They say Life is about choices, but then they also say that we all have a Jacklly and Hyde in each of us.

I've always wondered what triggers human beings to listen to the little red guy with horns and a pitch fork instead of the calm white peaceful dude with cute clean fluffy wings.

Granted, I am no saint. I've had days when the offer from the red dude was just too awesome to resist......and some how he always made me repay me double if not more. Nowadays I try to keep him banished.

An incident occurred in my compound, where a tenant felt the guard was rude to her, and so she expressed her feelings of dissatisfaction to the relative living with her, and in less than ten minutes our guard could no longer see from one eye.

I asked myself, why? was that really necessary?

Same goes for life generally.

What really is the essence of revenge?

We all wake up everyday hoping to have a good day, perhaps a fantastic one, with most things if not everything working in our favour. We live our lives and sometimes we forget that our actions affect other people.

We are faced with choices on a daily basis, and I understand how sometimes these choices can be difficult, but does that mean because they are difficult that we should give up or take the easy way out by hurting the people around us? Is that really necessary?

I think sometimes we act on our emotions when we make decisions (which can lead to some very bad decisions), sometimes we subconsciously/generally just take other people for granted, just because we believe they won't mind, or they might never know, or they would understand. Sometime we hurt our loved ones by our actions just because we are upset at that moment in time.......and that's how we let the red guy with the pitch fork have his way, unfortunately for us we forget that one day those people will reach a point where they would give up on us too.

I wish every time we had to make a decision or a choice that we actually slow down and listen to the voice of reason, instead of close our eyes and snatch the pitch fork from the red dude.

I wish every time we had to make a choice we would halt, and take a good look at ourselves in the mirror and ask "Is it really necessary?"

It is easier to move forward and forget about almost making the wrong choice or decision, than to UNsay those words to a loved one even though deep down we never meant them. We can never UNcheat on our partner, same way we can never UNbeat a person. Sadly, we can never tell that person how we really feel about them when their dead and gone.

I guess I'm just upset about the incident. It was totally unnecessary and unfair.

I hope you have a good week people.

~Sirius~ Signing out.......

Crap! I Forgot To Title My Post!

… I miss blogging.

I really do.

It’s the middle of February, and this is my first post.

I even tried the 7 unknown things about me in my head…..and I never got round to actually typing it out.

Now I don’t feel like it anymore.

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I was reading my old posts and I couldn’t believe I wrote most of them……Somehow I don’t think I’m much of that ~Sirus~ anymore……*sigh

On another note…..A blogger saw me and expressed her thoughts on how she expected to see a “fat ~Sirius~” especially after reading posts of me crying my weight out.

Truth be told I’m actually not fat, neither am I anywhere near fat (well, anorexic girls may think otherwise- but who cares about them?) I just suffer from the perfect body syndrome (ha! I just made that up)

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And so today is Valentine’s Day…..truth be told again. I’ve always hated today for the mere reason that a lot of lies and heartbreaks are happening as I type this. I say this because I have been a victim once upon a time and I have also seen people fall victims too.

……oh well. That phase of my life is definitely over, so in the spirit of Valentine here’s to my one true love;

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Remember I once told you

Loving you is all I’m going to do.

Happy Valentine’s day people……………