Everything & Anything

How do we cope with life? With the curveballs it throws at us, sometimes gently; other times so viciously, it knocks you to your knees? At those times that the figure of speech "when it rains, it pours" does not even begin to describe the deluge of the things you have got going on? How do you cope? Do you let life get you down? Are you all melancholy and sad and whiny? Does it make you want to just lay down and die: or at the very least, stick your butt out for life to give you a good whipping, after which you go, whimpering, into some dark place to have a pity party for the rest of your natural life? Become a "used to be"? Or, do you grab the curveball out of the air and toss it back, the action fierce enough to make "life" think again about daring to toss that curveball, or any other, your way again any time soon? When knocked down, do you defiantly get back up, screaming - and proudly too - that come what may, nothing is going to keep you down?...

I AM a little crazy.  A bit different in my outlook, non-conformist. "Weird" is a fairly accurate adjective for me. And I am okay with it. What's wrong with being ME? What is wrong with being a little different, even a little crazy? I know, civilizations and societies depend on conformity and uniformity in behavior  to thrive and continue to exist but imagine if everyone were the same? A monochromatic universe, with everyone thinking the same thoughts, decked in the same clothing & colors, where "diversity" would be an alien concept. Imagine a world where everyone liked or disliked the same things, had no divergent thought and there was only one doctrine. It would be great, do you think? No wars - wars are caused by different people wanting and believing in different things. In this monochromatically unified world, no such thing! There would be no infidelity - every male would look and act the same as would every woman. And remember, "diversity...

Death is inevitable. The one sure thing. Yet, we almost always are unprepared for it - ours or anyone else's. The passing of a loved one always brings grief, a sense of loss. And no matter what our beliefs are, we do wonder about the "other" side and hope that our loved ones are "with Jesus," "in the bosom of the Lord." "in Paradise," "with Allah," or wherever we believe is the best place to be on that side of eternity. Satanists and Devil worshippers will probably hope their loved ones are in hell - and they'd mean that in the best way! Christianity, Islam & Judaism - Monotheist religions, all three descend from the same source I think - teach the existence of Heaven & Hell. The Catholic - the original Christians - believe in Purgatory (though I still cannot understand where that came from - I do not recall seeing it anywhere in the Bible. But it is a good concept.) I guess we can include Satanism as a monotheist reli...

The Lekki - Ikoyi Link Bridge has been a blessing to those of us living in the Lekki Axis. The journey time to (Old) Ikoyi is now 3 minutes by car when traffic is light or non-existent (before the bridge, that was a 20 minute trip.) For pedestrians, especially domestic staff working in Lekki, it has saved them money on transportation: many get down from the bus at the Ikoyi end and walk to their place of work. Apart from the bridge reducing our journey time and saving us money, it has also provided an exercise trail for residents on both sides of the bridge. As early as 5AM (earlier?) men and women can be seen walking, cycling, jogging or doing the half jog, half walk some of us do that we like to believe is "brisk walking". I call it "shuffling" - a walk-jog with swag! The Exercisers, as I am going to call us, are a motley lot. The serious ones are easy to spot - on the move while the sun is still a-slumber; you can almost hear them counting the calories they a...

It is Sunday, a day of rest, the modern Sabbath. A day when you go to church or not, when you try to get in everything that you missed out on Saturday so you can be prepared for Monday, and at the end of which, you go to bed wishing that there was just one mored day between Sunday and Monday. Why did I say Sunday is the modern Sabbath? because it is. Sabbath (n.)   Old English  sabat  "Saturday as a day of rest," as observed by the Jews, from Latin  sabbatum , from Greek  sabbaton , from Hebrew  shabbath , properly "day of rest," from  shabath "he rested." Spelling with  -th  attested from late 14c., not widespread until 16c. For those who don't know, Sabbath was the Jewish day of rest and on Saturday, not Sunday. Sunday was the "Venerable day of the sun" and the day set aside for the worship of the Roman Sun God. Sunday became the mandated day of rest, and ordained not by God, but by the converted Roman Emperor Constantine. So, yeah...

I've got stress on my mind. No, no, not that I am stressed but literally have stress on my mind! I think about stress a lot. A whole lot - what causes "stress"; why people get "stressed"; why different people react differently to the same "stress"; should you let yourself be "stressed" - duly or unduly; I see people losing weight because they are "stressed" and, frankly, I am envious! Not of the stressed out state but of the weight loss! If only I could let myself be that stressed! I also have seen people breakdown emotionally from "stress". And the madness of the mad people on our streets must have been caused by some kind of "stress", don't you think? By the way, I do not see as many as I used to - or is it that I need to get out more? Stress isn't always a bad thing either - it drives some people to otherwise unachievable heights in personal achievement. But today, it is the bad "stress...

I haven't blogged for almost 15 months! Many things I haven't done in that time either but I won't go into that, Lol! About to start my day. A typical day in the life of a SAHM - "Housewife" to my fellow humans who have no clue as to what "SAHM" means. I prefer the term SAHM - an acronym for Stay At Home Mom. It sounds less dull and busier than "Housewife," don't you think? I have a million things to do before my household wakes up. A million things to do for ME and my sanity! - Respond to mails, plan the logistics for the children's day/week, ensure that there's enough diesel for the week (does ANYONE have electricity in Lagos?) and that the generator has no problems. Make a mental note to call the inverter maintenance guy - my gut tells me there's something not quite right with the dratted thing. Today is Monday - laundry should be done today but that will be at night when the generator comes on! Go through the pantry ...