Recklessly authentic.
If I start this post by saying that 2013 has zoomed by so quickly, it would sound like a cliché because everyone else is probably saying the same thing (and everyone says the same thing every year), but it's the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. It's 2014 today, and in 13 days (January 14th), I will be one year older. Wow. Of course, I had to plugin my birthday in this post. Why shall I shy? I am so, so grateful for this year. I started doing something that has been Read More
I just recently found out about birth photography. I mean, I've always known that people take pictures of child birth, but I've always pictured it more as a friend or member of the family taking pictures. However, you can actually hire a birth photographer to take professional pictures. I know it's not about the vagina, but I don't think I can ever, ever let someone take pictures of my vagina. Or my breasts. No way. Some people don't have vagina pictures of their child birth, but some other Read More
You are going on a first class ticket to hell. No stop overs. No plane change. Straight. My people, this is no joke. There is a dating(?) website for Christians who are swingers, where they can meet fellow swingers. But only Christian ones, of course. Heaven forbid that a Christian swinger swings with a non-Christian swinger. That would be unholy! I know that we are in 2013 where everything is just peachy. We live in a live-and-let-live world. Everything is okay. There are a lot of crazy Read More
Well, yes, it really does say it. But in what context? Yesterday, I blogged about Ese Walter and the robust Pastor Biodun, to which my very own Funmie gave us the classic Nigerian response (yes, I'm calling Funmie out here. What are friends for?). Read her comment and my reply. It's the part in capital letters that we're focusing on today. See, this is part of why I'm suspicious of Pastors. Even when I didn't know much else about the bible, I knew that it said to Read More
This post was originally posted in March 2009, and I find it even more interesting now. Since I cannot commit to putting up an old picture of me every Thursday - not even on Instagram - I can at least put up old posts - not every Thursday though. Enjoy. ______________________________________ … My last kiss was —- well, let’s leave that alone. There is no need to put that on here now, is there? You and I both know the answer. Let’s leave it between me, You, and him. A while ago, I Read More
