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The One About Hemorrhoids

 Let me start by saying something important: nobody warns you about adulthood properly. It Started Innocently. Everything was normal. I woke up, drank my tea, minded my business like a responsible citizen. Around midday, I felt pressed and off to the loo I went to do a number two. Five minutes after, my life changed. Chaos. The Moment of Realization Let me tell you something: when hemorrhoids arrive, they do not knock politely . They enter like an uninvited relative during Christmas. Suddenly sitting down is no longer an activity. It becomes a negotiation with destiny . I sat down. My body said: “Excuse me, who authorized this?” I stood up. My body said: “Where do you think you're going? ” At that point I realized this pain is not joking with me. The Walk of Suffering Let me talk about walking. Normally, walking is simple. Left leg and right leg abi? But when hemorrhoids flare up, you start walking like someone that is transporting fragile eggs between your bu...

2019....THE END OF A DECADE

And in a few hours 2019 will roll by, the end of a decade. Quite a number of people have argued this ''end of a decade" thing but see no one really cares. We are moving into the year 2020 !!! This outgoing decade has been very eventful for me. So many coulda, woulda, shoulda's but hey life doesn't stop for anyone. I  had a lot of plans: 1. To get another degree (Achieved) 2. To go back to size 8 (if wishes were horses, still a size 12) 3. To stop taking fizzy drinks. (There is a bottle of Teem right in front of me as I type this) 4. To be more adventurous with food.( For where, same ol' stuff) 5. To go out more (On this one, I tried) 6. To be very deliberate about my happiness. (I tried) 7. To revive my blog (if you ever get to see this post then I did) 8. To trust God even when everything looks bleak ( I am work in progress) 9. To travel more ( Between Buhari and Osinbajo I don't know who to blame) 10. To migrate ( I am still here sha...v...

In Pursuit Of Size 10...

I have always been that skinny girl. Flat chest but a gift load of the derriere. So basically i have been that skinny girl with the bum all my life. Fast forward to 2007 when I met my husband, I was still a comfortable size 6 and inching towards a size 8. Then the problem of choosing my wedding dress came up and getting an actual size 6 became a problem.  I started eating like a termite, just so I could fill up and fit into my desired wedding dress. I became very friendly with the guys at the local Chinese on Elephant and Castle. Will stop by like 3 times a week and stuff my face with noodles and chicken. Got the result. Size 8. I maintained the size 8 religiously until 2015 when I just let go and ballooned into a size 10/12. Ha, I could not button my shirts. My pants now became size 14 because 'bum'. I hated the round stomach and the big fat bum,unnecessary attention and then clothes don't fit. Double problem for a fine girl. 2018 September, I started taking ...

Awesome God...Birthday Post.

So, today I turned 41 . I mean a whole 40 plus another year o. Isn't God good? I was never a big fan of birthdays till the year I turned 30. 11 years after and i am still as pumped. Many times, I look back on how God has been good to me and how he has blessed me and I know a thousand tongues will never be enough to appreciate Him. Thankful for another year. The plan is to take myself out and eat ALONE, bask in the awesomeness of my person but guess who is at home running from the living room to the loo every 30 minutes. I fried eggs this morning and put in too much pepper..... Still, Happy Birthday to the angel called Shades.

Testing Testing Microphone.

November is officially over and it has been a roll. What stood out for me in November was all the good news. You see this thing that people say...God, I can see what you are doing for my neighbors please visit me too. Meanwhile, this blog now has a domain name. We moved from blogger to temmytayo212.com This is not an actual post...I owe the community plenty. But we are testing, testing microphone!!!!

The Rants Of A Frustrated And Angry Girl.

The Menace Called Society: It has been a roller coaster week for yours truly. Nigeria has it's way of getting to you each passing day. If we don't hear stories of animals molesting minors, houses may be submerged in flood, people kidnapped on the highways, married people chasing themselves with cutlasses all over the place, or Pastors using their positions in the society to intimidate and harass innocent people. Nigeria wears you out!! So, if you know me very well you surely know how passionate i get about molesting young ones, rape victims or just being generally cruel to people. I get so mad to the point that if killing was legal, i could kill rapists, molesters, pedophiles etc by myself. I have had to argue with dolts, with sensible people, with people who ''are on the fence'' but my conclusion....we are all mad in this country. Today's rant it not even about the above ...but more about people who stay married because society won't be happy ...

WHO WILL CRY WHEN YOU DIE?

A typical Nigerian man, who has a bit of money to throw around will usually marry more than one wife and several girl friends. That saying about sowing wild oats is one thing the Nigerian men do not take lightly. They have unbridled sexual relationships and end up having children strewn all over the place. I do not have a problem with a man doing sperm donor service to the universe, where I get concerned is the issue of taking responsibility for this mess they end up creating. Some men will accept some of the kids just because the mother chose to show that no one has monopoly of craze, because knowing a typical man it is usually stories that touch when pregnancy enter the situation. Some children have never, will never meet their fathers because those son of a gun bailed on their responsibilities . Recently I heard the gist of a supposedly very rich man who married a 2nd wife but could not gather the ''liver'' to tell his wife. He had to start sending emissaries ...

RANDOM MUSINGS...COLLECTION OF MY THOUGHTS.

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...