FOLA'S HAVEN

Hello People, I know i owe you guys a full blog post, but mehn... Lagos is dealing with me. Only me: i am trying to be a good wife, a yummy mummy, prepare for 2 exams, write a movie script. As we speak sha, i still have 2 hands. I always have random thoughts popping up in my head, especially when i am taking my bath (i wonder why). For today, you gotta make do with  some of my random thoughts. Here goes: There is this popular saying...money can't buy happiness. I am not saying i do not agree but what can poverty buy? Biko, tell me can happiness buy bag of rice at mile 12 market? Or maybe f we carry smiling face to Ebeano supermarket  they can give us hot bread. Will try it tomorrow. Wish me luck. See, ehn i am always wondering when the scientists of this world will come up with something different from the usual. Imagine if someone comes up with the '' how to unscrew and screw your head back'' invention... Can you visualize how easy life would be.. you...

MAKE IT MAKE SENSE (GUEST BLOGGER) I wanted my first post as a guest blogger here to be fluffy and happy go lucky vibe and all that jazz but there is no light in Nigeria ,heat has been unbearable and traffic ehn ,”o worst”. That preamble is to prepare you for that this isn’t one of such posts. So I have often wondered a lot and sometimes aloud to my sisters about a particular testimony people share in church .I believe strongly this testimony should in fact be regarded as an attack of the devil and should be a prayer point instead. It is usually goes thus: Pastor: Mummy Tope ,share your testimony with us. *Mummy Tope uses 1 minute out of her 3 minutes to render praises to God when she has been specifically told not to because no time, but Mummy Tope is a typical Nigerian and can’t be shut down. Mummy Tope: I am here to testify to the goodness of the Lord. Daddy Tope that has left us for 25 years has finally repented and he came home last week. *Mummy Tope so...

Many years ago i started a blog www.temmyatyo212.blogspot.com It was my safe place. I was anonymous. I could talk about anything and everything. It was so much fun putting all my thoughts and random musings to writing. I made a trunk load of real time and online friends. Then life happened. I couldn't find the urge to write again. I had work and family and life issues to deal with. And since, last year (2018) I kept having the nudge to start writing again. Not sure if it was midlife crises, cos to be honest there is nothing interesting happening to me. The push was hard. Today, I start a new journey. Come along with me....we shall all be entertained. Signing out.... Folasade!