Tag Archive | relationships

My Village People Almost Got Me.

Dear Nigerian Husband,

I’ve got good news and bad news. Which do you want first?

Let’s start with the bad news.

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See, my Nigerian Husband is a lucky man! See this beauty he gets to call his wife! To God be the glory.

So remember sometime at the beginning of 2019 when I attempted to make Masa. What a disaster that was. I almost put my good

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How We Met (I Got Tired of Church.)

Dear Unborn Children,

A few days ago on the 1095th day of your father and I knowing each other, I began telling you the story of how it all started. I had to make it short as I didn’t want to bore you with all those tiny details. Apparently, your curiosity has gotten the best of you as well as other aunties and uncles who have read my letters to you behind your back. (Adults these days, I tell ya!)
I digress.
See, when your father and I met, I didn’t think we would go beyond being friends. On the surface, he fit the perfect picture of a player. I wasn’t about to get my heart played and dumped like used diaper. I had to thread carefully.

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This card was among surprise gifts he gave me on our first Valentine’s Day together. Inside, he referred to me as his Future Mrs. Man, dude was seeing way into the future already.

Even as I moved with caution, your father was so intriguing: our conversations were really good. We could go for hours just chatting about nothing and anything. Hardly an hour went by without some kind of communication. (I’m sure he’ll remember when

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How We Met – 1095 Days Ago (Three Years.)

Dear Unborn Children,

I’ve told the story of how we met several times. It’s my favorite love story, I hope it becomes yours too.

However, a few days ago, a friend who had heard the story a few times asked me to tell the story to her sister. And for the first time, I didn’t have the same enthusiasm and in fact, I had left out a few important aspects and the friend had to chip in to remind me.

So for posterity and for family history, I’m telling this story on the third anniversary of your father and I’s first encounter.

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This was our very first photo together. We sat in a Kekenapep (Tricycle, Marwa) Outside my house. In less than an hour of meeting each other, he raised his butt cheek slightly from the chair and blessed me with his first fart.

As far as love is concerned, give it your all, love completely and be open-minded for when love shows up.
Let me explain.

After dating a few guys, even though nice guys, we didn’t quite work out, obviously. So I decided I Continue reading

Somewhere In The Middle. (A Year Back to Nigeria)

It’s exactly 366 days since I returned to Nigeria.

A few days ago, the Nigerian Husband and I laid on a blanket on the bare living room floor relaxing and he goes, “ So when was the last time you blogged?”
That got me thinking and hit me that I had actually let go of my love for writing. That question asked tactfully, birthed this blog post. You guys have this good man to thank.

Three hundred and ninety three days ago, my life changed. DSC_0362

See, before Hurricane Irma, my life in the Virgin Islands was pretty simple and chill: I woke up at about 7:30 a.m. to prepare for work and then leave for town with my Continue reading

2018.

Happy New Year, I wish you all the good things of life this year.

So much has happened over the past few weeks, all for good, thank God. In due time, I’ll write about them in detail.

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Photo: Musa Tukurah Photography.

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I Believe in Fairy Tales. 

Dear Nigerian Husband,
I’m all shades of mushy today and I think I will be for the rest of the week and beyond.


I’d stay here deceiving myself with words, but we all know they can’t adequately express the level of mushiness I’m on!
So I hope this is sufficient; you’re my fairy tale, I love you.

Regards,
Yours in marriage, eventually,
Nkem…

Beautiful Man II

Many of my posts from now on might be titled Beautiful Man, and we are all going to deal with it, won’t we?

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With that out the way, every now and then I feel poetic and just a few minutes ago, I came up with this one. Can’t tell you how or why. lol

Let’s Go to Lunch

Beautiful Man, come let’s go to lunch

Let’s walk into the cafe like we own it
Let’s take the table in the middle
Eat while we stare at each other
Make everyone jealous.

Let your jacket match my skirt,
Allow me to fix your tie
Eat from my plate if you wish
Hold my purse if ego permits you

Beautiful Man, come let’s go to lunch

Let’s walk down the road like it’s paved just for us to trod
Let’s just go to lunch, shall well?

Until next time, ladies and gentlemen, I’m waiting on Beautiful Man to take me to lunch.