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Happy Thanksgiving, sweeties! Thanksgiving is a huge holiday here in America where all turkeys are in jeopardy. Luckily for all turkeys, I don't like turkey, so there is no turkey-baking, boiling, frying, or whatever else happens to turkeys in this household. I have also never, ever done a big Thanksgiving meal, but that is in the plan one of these days - obviously not today. All that being said, I am so thankful - not just because today is Thanksgiving Day, the official day to be Read More
You don't have to read this blog forever to know that I have a special friend, Funmie. Well, Funmie is always a happy and overly dramatic person, but recently, she has encountered what might be a life-altering problem, so I'd really appreciate it if you take a minute from your day to pray for Funmie and her situation. Funmie has been experiencing depression, heart palpitations, anxiety, and sudden bouts of frustration. Life has dealt her a hard blow, and like most people, she was not Read More
I don't know how my weekend recounts usually make it on the blog in the middle of the week when I'm already prepping for the following weekend. Seven days simply isn't enough for one week, and 24 hours isn't enough for one day. Is it too late to add days and hours? I think not. Friday: Igwe and I went on a double date with his good friend, Pelumi and his girl, Sade. (Or is it spelled as Shade?). We went bowling, and I am disappointed to tell you that I did not win --- neither did Igwe. But in Read More
I cannot possibly be the only one who buys clothes for my unborn children, right? Don't worry, I don't have a trunk full of them, just a few. I started buying clothes for my unborn children long time ago. They're not anything too serious, but just items with funny one-liners written on them, like the yellow pair of socks and matching hat that says, 'Daddy's Little Alarm Clock.' I totally agree! I also have a bunch of onesies, and I LOVE onesies. In fact, I intend to get myself an adult onesie. Read More
Sometime last week, I was driving on Philadelphia Road and just as I was about to make a right turn into the shopping center (where Walmart is), I recognized the walk of someone that I used to know. I did not see his face, but as soon as I saw him walking, I concluded that it had to be my former classmate from high school. As far as I can remember, the last time I saw him was sometime during our 12th grade. I don't even remember if he graduated. I honestly don't remember his name, but for the Read More
