Dear Nigerian Husband,
You’re God’s gift to me and as gratitude and respect to God, I vow to take care of you however possible. Hence, the reason for this letter.
Over the past days, I’ve been thinking of ways to protect you from the elements of this world. I promise, these might sound a bit crazy, but nothing good comes easy and believe me, it’s all for our own good – a happy family.
There are a few things I’m going to be steering you clear off:
Sugar – Sugar is bad, very bad for you. Until we meet, please don’t take any, not even a teaspoon. We’ve heard one too many songs about women being the sugar in their partners’ tea. My love, I’m the only sugar in your tea, you’re not allowed to Continue reading
I’m heading home to surprise my parents and I couldn’t be any more happier than I already am. But while in this bus, I can’t help but fall in love over again with my state – Plateau State.
This beautiful land is the place I can lay claim anytime, any day. The place my people, the Berom people flourish.
The place where the food is tasty, fresh and rich. I’m in love all over again.
I love you, Plateau.
Domestic violence has taken lots of lives, men’s and women’s…
Her’s a poem I wrote about six or more years ago.
I just came out of surgery
I’ve got just one eye now coz Continue reading
Two years ago, I made a great investment; I bought a $50 Christmas tree.
The owner of my gym enjoys decorating anything she lays her hands on, so each hear, she decorates Christmas trees and sells them. Three years ago, I purchased one and I still own it to this day. In fact, it’s Christmas Eve and I just put up my tree.
By put up my tree, I mean, I simply pulled it out the closet it’s been hiding in since last Christmas, and plugged it in. Everything still works. I’m going to keep this tree until Beautiful Man and I can buy our first tree and decorate it by ourselves.
Merry Christmas, folks. I wish you peace, joy that comes from Christ and lots of food and laughter. I have a menu to put together. No rice this time, we shall make moin moin for Christmas lunch.
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No, this isn’t subjective and I’m not even being biased or anything, I have the best grandmothers in the world.
Over the past week, I was in California for Continue reading