The intention was to put up a very short and sweet thanksgiving post on Thursday. Then I was going to put up another post on Friday to give you a list of businesses/services that should also be having a Black Friday sale, but alas, none of those posts went past my head. It is now
Saturday Monday, and from all indications, a Black Friday post would be more useless than useful to you at this point. But on the plus side, I met a fan.
After a long day at the airport on Thanksgiving Day, I honored Yetunde’s dinner invitation and went over to her house for Thanksgiving. Just as I expected, the place was packed with many familiar faces – just what I needed. I helped myself to some mixed rice (a spoon of fried rice and a spoon of red rice) and a glass of wine. Oh, and a little bowl of goat pepper soup. After eating, I carried a friend’s gorgeous baby. I was about to eat her cheeks when the girl next to me started talking about how cute the baby was. We bonded over the baby, both of us acknowledging how nice it was to have a baby and how much nicer it was to just hold someone’s baby and return it when we were done. She introduced herself to me. And I introduced myself right back, saying that my name was Vera. And she asked, “Vera? What’s your last name?” I said, “Ezimora.” And she said, “Oh my God, I read your blog.”
And that was how I met her. She confessed that she had already recognized Funmie who had come in earlier before me. She even recognized Ireti, Funmie’s baby sister. And she recognized them from the pictures I put of them on my blog. “But I was too embarrassed to go say something to her,” she told me. Before I came to Yetunde’s house, I wasn’t my happiest. Until I spoke to this girl (whose name I have deliberately left out because I don’t know if she wants her name mentioned), I was still in a not-so-good mood. She doesn’t know how much brighter she made my day by telling me that she was a religious reader of my blog.
She’s actually not the first fan I have met in this way. I’ve met many actually. But one very memorable one was back in July of this year, at a friend’s wedding. Funmie, Uju, and I were standing outside, about to enter our individual cars and go home. A guy we met at the wedding was also standing with us, talking. He decided to introduce us to his uncle from California, a very pleasant man from all indications. He asked us our names, and we all told him. When he was about to leave, he asked for our names one more time. I was the last person to reintroduce myself, and I said, “Vera.” He looked at me strangely and asked, “Vera? Vera who?” I said, “Ezimora.” He did a mental calculation and asked, “Vera Ezimora? Are you on the internet?” I grinned and said, “Yes.” He said, “Oh, my God! I have been reading your articles for years, and I’ve looked for your picture all over the internet!”
I was grinning widely, trying to stay calm – as per mini celebrity status et al – but inside, I was doing jumping jacks and back flips. Next thing I knew, he hugged me tightly and lifted me up. Oh, hell. Forget the grinning. It was an outburst of laughter everywhere. He talked on and on and on and on about how he read my articles, how he loved me, how intelligent I was, and how he had always wanted to meet me. I felt like I was listening to him talk about someone else. It couldn’t be me he was talking about. I’m just Vera Ezimora. He introduced me to the rest of his friends and family outside, stating that I was the best writer. Ever. Say what?!?!?! Funmie and Uju must have said more awwws than ever. We were so lost in this discovery that I almost left my car keys with him. Somehow, in the midst of our hug, my keys got transferred from my hands to his.
Come January 1st 2012, I will reveal my picture on this blog. I don’t know what this revelation will come with. Will I have to start making sure that not a single strand of hair is ever out of place? Will I have to stand on six-inch heels every time I go out – even when I go to the gym … if I do ever make it there? Will I have to start using make-up every time, even when I’m going to take a shower? Will I have to start expecting the unexpected? Will I be more likely to run into fans? Wait. Will I start making more money on Verastic? I’m feeling a lot of emotions right now: excitement. Anxiety. Fear. Trepidation. EXCITEMENT!!!!!!!!
There’s one big question on my mind right now: what the heck am I supposed to wear for my first blog picture? *biting fingers*
To the girl I met on Thanksgiving Day: thank you. (((HUG)))