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Darling Sisi Yemmie did the 20 random facts about me tag and she tagged me. Who am I to not deliver? I've done tags before, but it's been so long since I last did one. Sisi Yemmie, thank you for the tag, and whatever I write here, know that you asked for it. 1. I've been keeping a big secret from you, Sweet Potatoes. But I have decided that I will tell it before the end of the year. I'm tired of keeping it. No, I will not give hints! 2. I'm an undercover rebel. Sometimes, my only Read More
It's 4th of July, y'll! For most people in the world, it's just another day in the month. But for Americans, it's a big day. America's birthday. When I first came to America, I couldn't care less for July 4th. I just enjoyed not having to go to school. Now that I'm older, I have a genuine appreciation for America and all things American - July 4th included. Apart from getting my nails done and having a "cook in" with Igwe, I have no other plans. Now, on to my ramblings. Do you ever Read More
... is that she is anything but too pretty. When I first saw read the caption of her being too pretty to work and I saw the picture, first thing I thought was, not with those eyebrows and wrinkles. If I had to guess her age, I could have never thought of 33. Am I the only one who thinks she looks more like 53 than 33? She has more wrinkles and bags under her eyes than my mom does (and she's actually older than 33. Shocker, I know). I did a quick break down --- for your reading pleasure, of Read More
Or how to know your worth. It's quite simple. Just go through this list and tally up the money where it applies. The highest possible amount is $113. The higher your cost, the more value, and the badder you are. My total score is $65. Considering that the total amount is $113, what that means is that I am 57.5% bad. I'm not sure what my reaction should be. What's yours? P.S. Everyone pees in the pool (number 27). If this isn't true, then I'd like to retract my score and say that Read More
Last night, I sat in front of my laptop for hours thinking about what to blog about. I conjured up every thought except a blog post. Like the fajitas I had for dinner last night, they were awesome. And I made them. Like our dinner coming up this Sunday ... what shoes should I wear? Like the calls I have to make later today ... who should I call first? Like the appointment I have to meet tomorrow ... should I go from home or go from my first errand of the day? And I thought about the future, Read More
