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Here we are at episode 20! This is a milestone for me oh. In episode 20, a bunch of little things are going on. But the main takeaway from this episode is the small announcement that I make. And no, it is not a pregnancy announcement. As always, thank you for watching. Read More
First of all, what on earth happened??? I was rooting for the Atlanta Falcons - not because I don't like Tom Brady and Patriots, but because the Falcons have never won. Somehow, they managed to lose to the Patriots. I guess the best team won, so congratulations and respect to the New England Patriots. I remember when I had no idea what was going on in a football game. Then Igwe happened. He taught me the game, and I've loved it ever since. What's not to love anywhere when sweaty muscular men in Read More
Sweet Potatoes, I'm here to introduce you to a new documentary that you should watch. Last week's episode of Verastic Life was very chatty because I was talking about minimalism for so long. This documentary is what inspired that episode. In fact, I'll embed the video at the end of this post. I've known about minimalism for a long time, and everyone probably knows some version of it and possibly even lives some version of it. Every time you choose to go smaller, you're probably being a little Read More
Like I told you in my birthday post, this birthday was so quiet and uneventful - in a good way. I was so grateful for all the things I have that money cannot buy, and this episode shows a lot of that. It also shows me and Ada Verastic in the bathroom while I'm trying to do my makeup. Enjoy. Read More
Sweet Potatoes, it's my mommy again. At one time, my mommy knew nothing of WhatsApp. She did not know how to download it, and when someone finally downloaded it for her, she did not know how to "enter" it. I would send her a WhatsApp message and then text her to go and enter her WhatsApp and reply me. She would complain about her WhatsApp being spoiled or how she cannot fins her WhatsApp. By the way, she calls it, Wassup - in the Nigerian accent. In December 2015, I put up a post about my Read More
