Okay, on to the gist around these parts.
Come on, say it with me people! INFLUENZA!
Ehen, una do well. I spent last week, cleaning up cattarh from 3 children's nostrils and my own. It was not easy. When your baby wakes up congested in the middle of the night and crying, your heart just bleeds, you know. That happened a couple times with Bomboy who is not used to this sort of wahala. TK just did what he always does, get fussy because he feels unwell and chop his own snot whenever the opportunity presented itself , which was plenty. Ewwww!. I also spent considerable time running around trying to get some international attention for an arrested Nigerian blogger, Jonathan Elendu (thank God, he is no longer in custody. We are waiting for SSS to give him his passport so he can high tail it back to his family in the States, but now another blogger has been arrested). Oh, and I was there watching you guys vote that I needed to have a party for TK and me. 71% voted that I needed to have my own special fete. Thanks guys.
Unfortunately, due to the kids flu, I had to cancel TK's birthday party. (Abeg no curse me oh!!!) really, they were in no condition to have friends over. Can you imagine them giving their friends the flu? The hate mail I would have received from my friends and the moms of their friends would have been dangerous. Even I was in no condition to parry!
So, on TK's bday, Friday, we took him to his favorite Indian restaurant in our area, Sapphire. He ate loads of Chicken tikka, rice, naan, desert, Mango Lassi and other "assorted" meals. =P Once done, he made his way into the kitchen, where apparently, everyone knows him, and returned to the table with an armful of candy, a wide grin and the refrain "It's my brithday!!!!" The guy was too happy all day, talking to his grannies and aunts and uncles, going out, playing everywher, eating candy and sipping on "wine" (cranberry juice, lol!)
With all that, by my birthday, Saturday, I was pooped. I woke up to a lovely day however and my husband kicked me out of the house, so I went for a stroll. I spent most of my stroll talking to family in Nigeria and promising to send cake. How come, Naija folk do not understand that when you have the flu, sound congested and just want to lie down in bed, that is not the time for parties or even cake? Nobody listened to my pleas. I told people that I just wanted to rest and constantly got,
"Rest ke? Iru oshi ni yen? My friend, have a last minute party o jare!"
Nigerians and the need to party under any condition! lol!
A BIRTHDAY DINNER
Somehow, this sentiment must have inflicted my girlfriends. My best buds convinced me to go out that evening and took me to a favorite restaurant of mine, Acadiana. I could not refuse oh! The food is scrumptious. Yum! **Licking my lips just thinking about the food** In fact, when hubby heard about the plans, he kicked me out of the house, again, insisting that I see my friends. So, off I went for dinner. The chef brought me a lovely cake with a scoop of ice cream. I was forced to make a wish and blow a candle (I cannot remember the last time I did that). We then walked over to another nearby favorite of mine, Oya, and had drinks and more desert. They have a warm bread pudding that makes me dance everytime! Again, the staff came out with my requested desert and another birthday candle. I have never had to blow that many candles in one day since I was a child, I swear!
I got home just on time to sneak some kisses on my sleeping kids and snuggle up with Husband. All in all, I think TK and I had great birthdays, but I have promised his Godmother that he will have a proper birthday party sometime in December. So, Bumight, Catwalq, Jola Naibi and who knows who else can be there, for sure! lol!
BTW, make una beg Standtall beg me oh! I know sey she dey vex, say I neva come comment on my interview. Standtall, I take God beg you, but how I go dey comment on my own interview nah? I took the time to read it and even saw the comments. I thank you greatly for taking the time to ask me some questions. Especially as Verastical had demmed that every Thursday would be Verastic day at that your blog. I know the guts it took to squeeze me in there, considering the fact that Verasstic has connections with "awon boys". I just don't know what to say other than "Thanks" to you and everyone for the kind words. Okay, abeg, my people, make una thank Standtall and everybody for me oh! This week, i have a lot of thanks to share with everyone. Funnily enough, on my birthday, I awoke and prayed,telling God thanks for the blessings in my life. I was shocked at how many when I started to think of them. I just am praying that God will send some sausage rolls my way. That is the only thing i desperately want. That, and the Speedy 40. lol!
God bless and forgive the long post. It is 2 am in the morning, I am tired and feeling loopy. =) Yes, I confess. I have been drinking. It
Good night/good morning/have a blessed week/see you on Friday for another TTTEC instalment. Oh, I told Kehinde to chill and stop hating on Rebecca who is clearly "getting her groove back". lawl!