Hi, people; I am back after a long silence. I was a bit under the weather, but I am much better now. My week has been so eventful ha ha ha I really don’t know why I am laughing this hard; I attended a course a few weeks back on Personal Resource Management it was fun. I learnt a lot about positivity and motivation (okay, I know you are not interested, so I will leave it for another day).
I attended my friend Lillian’s daughter’s 8th birthday; it was fun, but yours was in bed throughout due to a fever. Later I summoned enough courage to do some azonto dancing with my mini-me for 20mins. All in all, the party was fun even though I spent my whole time in bed.
I don’t know why I am still laughing, I was hanging out with my friend Ese and she started talking about getting old and what we’ll be doing when we get old. A lady kindly invited us to join her knitting club, so Ese went on the first day; she talked about how she enjoyed it and how we could knit when we were old and wrinkly. For more, click read more.
I told her I already knew how to knit, but she said I should try it out;. Lol, and typical me, always wanting to try new things, I decided to join the club (what was I thinking). It was the most boring, funny and exciting gathering I have ever found myself in. However, it was boring because we were knitting away in silence initially and funny because of how serious everybody was. You guys needed to have seen their faces, and interesting because I was surrounded by them; let me not use the word old (it sounds too old fashion). Older women who, when they decided to talk, talked, knitted, drank tea and gossiped at the same time. I just didn’t fit into their conversation; I had nothing to contribute; they kept talking about events that happened in the 60s and early 70. I am a 70s girl, I know. They were busy blabbing away about things that happened before I was born or when I was still learning to talk; what were they expecting me to say? Seriously it wasn’t funny at all. I kept thinking about what motivated me to join the club. According to my daughter, maybe I joined because I was going through mid-life crises *coughs*. I will never set foot there again before I turn mama nnuku (older woman)before my time.
I am not a juice girl, but my friend Folake told me about cranberry juice and its benefits; I am so willing to try it out, anything for good health. The highlight of my week was winning my election. I was so happy, you see, I am a member of the APC Ireland, and we had our national polls recently. I was one of the contestants, I contested for the position of National Organising Secretary, and you guessed right *laughs* I won; big congratulation to me, Action Congress democracy for justice (Old post. I am now a firm supporter of the AAC)
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