Firstly, I am so sorry for not blogging for four days. I have been running around like a headless chicken, but I feel much, much better today. Let me give you a break down of my weekend. Friday: After work, I had to run off to the store to fix something. I can't say what because Igwe doesn't know what it is, and if I blog it, he will know it, and I don't want him to know it. After that, I went for a much needed manicure. I had an emerald green shade that I really wasn't feeling, so I was so Read More
Emmanuel Has My Number, And I Don’t Know Who He Is

I'm not crazy about Whats App, and it's for the singular reason that anyone who has my number can send me messages. I'm not much of a chat person (which is why Facebook chat is permanently off); I'm more available on e-mail. Chat means that I have to respond right now and possibly have an entire conversation, but I'm not always in the mood. And the truth is that sometimes, people you don't know or care to chat with will send you messages. So there I was yesterday minding my business when a Read More
I Got A Love Letter! So I Wrote Back

This isn't the traditional pen and paper love letter, but it counts as something. I always receive these messages on Facebook from men confessing all kinds of love, and I don't usually respond to them because I'm sure that they just type and send this message to random girls. But this time, I decided to respond. Read and learn. Not bad, huh? He has not replied yet. I'll update you when he does. Read More
Diagnosis: Boring

My people, it has happened. The news filtering the airwaves is that I am boring. And I wish it weren't true, but it is. I was talking to my friend yesterday and he determined (and I agreed with him) that I am boring. I don't do anything. Nothing. Let me explain my life to you: work, home, blog, church. Repeat. The painful part of this is that I am a fun person, I really am. The problem now is that I have a problem with leaving the comfort of my house to go anywhere, and I don't know when that Read More
It’s Vera vs Her Natural Hair – Part 1

My people, it has happened to me. Ever since I went natural, I have never, ever carried my own hair outside. And the reason is that (1) I never know what to do with it, and (2) It's a lot more convenient for me to just do something to it, so I don't have to bother with it everyday. That's why I love braids (though I hate sitting to get them done, and I hate taking them out). But this week, I decided to face my fears. So on Sunday night, I washed my hair very, very well. I deep conditioned Read More
