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The 28th day- June

Can you believe I have just this minute realized it is the 28th day of the month?!... As I said to a friend the other day, I have been avoiding this space for fear of my inner turmoil being exposed. But, since, I committed to posting something on the 28th day of each month this year till September, I must be a woman of my word, no? Okay, so,what has been happening in my life- at least broadly :)...? I have, properly, got into the routine of walking/ jogging at least three times a week and as a result I can wear those shorts I had relegated to the back of my wadrobe :) I read four awesome books that have had me thinking about a new label dedicated to books I read so that I never forget :) I grew my finger nails...have not cut them since the beginning of the month, have just been doing filing to keep them in shape. I am morphing into a gal! :) I was introduced to a racy blog by a journalist friend that has served to entertain me on those days when I am feeling not-so iray :

The Muzzler?

I write to you friends from the lovely but cold Naivasha in Kenya. The home of flamingoes and hippos and all manner of wildlife that wander around freely. I must emphasize just how cold it is here, though,...the hotels provide hot water bottles and the heaviest blankets I have ever seen! :) Now, the issue on my mind is this ban on use of Skype and all other VOIP services in Ethiopia. African governments/ heads of state (because in many African countries, these men are the law) amaze me. So, just because you want to stay in power till death parts you and the presidency, all must be muzzled?...Do you really believe you can shut people up completely? You probably have not encountered the real human spirit...that part of being a homo sapiens that guarantees that when pushed to the wall, we fight back...we die trying... I wish President Girma Wolde-GL [who is nowhere as cool as our own GNL Zamba :)] all the best as he embarks of on one hell of a task! Read more  here

Just...

My friends, It has been a very long time!!...some days I was too busy to write, others I mind was going round in loops faster than my fingers could type, others I was just too forlorn... Today, I am only posting pictures...no captions...just pictures... I hope they will make you laugh, raise your eyebrows, ask me questions, or simply make you smile. Do enjoy :)

Tom Takes :)

It's been a while hasn't it? :)...Well, lest all and sundry wonder what I look like lately...here are myriad faces. Happy Friday Friends!

Your friend's cheating other half- to tell or not to tell

 Loosely translated; no sexual intercourse allowed here ! Firstly, let us acknowledge how hilarious this sign post is :)...only in Uganda!! I have to wonder, though, is the 'activity' banned on the tree branches or under the tree??!! It's all so puzzling! Anyway, best not to digress :)... What seems to be the general consesus on this to tell or not to tell issue is that we should all mind our own business and keep our mouths shut. In fact, there is this particular friend of mine who has always been clear to us (all her friends) that under no circumstances should we tell her if we knew her man was 'indulging in side dishes'. I think this position is an odd one. I would want to be told. I would tell my friend if I knew her man/ his girl was cheating on him or her. I would be very angry with a friend who chose to 'not get in between lovers' quarrels'. I would rather err on the side of more information- in any situation. Perhaps it has to do

latecomer;my letter.by Turyatemba Jeremiah Kariho on Friday, June 1, 2012 at 3:58pm ·

My not-so-baby brother posted the piece below on his facebook page and I only read it today!!!...I am persuaded it deserves to be read by my peeps on here :) well... most of the time we're given the consolation of "all things in there time"...."all in good time" and the whole related bs. ; i think these would never be able to console me for failing to have more than one vivid memory of my daddy...daddy. a word i would never pull out in a million words...a person that i would never dream of losing yet...well...i lost him...a figure i would live to grow up without...that iron hand in your rebellious times and the generously giver in times worth reward.lol. that's my idea of a daddy. i don't know. i can't begin to imagine... how i have been able to deal with that...is one of the exempli gratia life gives of a gracious God...who in the moment is,as it were, some supernatural being with too much control; with the power to give and to take...A power he

Great Expectations...

I refer, not to the well-loved Charles Dickens book but to the prospects, the eager anticipation that comes with committing to a person in a romantic relationship. I remember how incensing it was whenever  John Doe told me he had no expectations of me and I, therefore, should not have any of him. 'Why can't you just go with the flow, Lynn!' he would cry. 'Why must you complicate things?!'...and consequently, I would walk away from such conversations feeling like the wicked witch of the west- the one who always screws things up. Contractual terms can be considered expectations, right? Par example; I hand over x million shillings, you hand over your car's keys... You pay y amount of shillings as rent, I let you live in my house, You pay me US $ z , I write a proposal for your organization...et cetera, et cetera... So, how, then, is it that when it comes to romantic relationships, people want to avoid the conversation about expectations like the pla

Insanity...

So, I finally acknowledged the veracity of this saying. This week I began the journey towards regaining my sanity-not without some protracted sobbing and lots of mucus to clean up :), true, but I determinedly set my ship to sail away from the 'troubles' of my love life (a la Craig David). I have been flogging dead horses- that phrase again :(. I have been giving chances unnecessarily, hoping the persons given a chance would be different, would do things differently. I am done. Back to my erstwhile proggy of buying houses as opposed to building houses...building sucks :(... Now, to work on 'sanitizing' myself. In other news, I was bought five lovely dresses by my dear Korukundo which are going a long way in cheering my bums up. Liza, you rock! and then you also rule! :-)