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Memories… posted on January 3, 2010 - 8:59pm

Yesterday evening I saw a young lady with a weave that had some blue hair in it. A bit strange, I know. One of my friends loved to briad her hair with blond and red extensions which combined with her black hair would make it a black, yellow and red compilation. This would make her head a walking Ugandan flag.
This got me thinking of the crazy stuff I wanted to do as a teenager.

Wear a black wedding dress.  White just seemed so boring since almost every bride wears it.
Get green contact lenses because they supposedly looked cool. That can be partially be blamed on the many novels that I was reading at the time. The redreal bheads with the green eyes were most of the time the special ladies who were considered real beauties. This led me to also yearning to dye my hair auburn (which I will one day do).
Study astronomy and become an astronaut. This one isn’t so bad for many children dream of becoming astronauts.

The Joy of Children posted on November 19, 2009 - 11:48am

This is dedicated to Chanel, the newest Mama on the block.
My baby boy can be so good for my well being for he has a way of making my heart swell with joy and so much love with smallest of things.
On Monday evening, when I got home after a hard day’s work, I was relaxing on the sofa with Rhys watching some television. All of sudden he breaks out in song while pointing at me,
“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are grey
You’ll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don’t take my sunshine away”
I felt so special.
And then there are instances when I am in the room getting ready to go out while he is tinkering around with stuff or playing on the bed when out of the blue he says,
“Mommy you are very beautiful.”
Or, he is on the floor looking for something when he ends up close to my feet and says,
“Mommy you have nice toes.”
One time my sister heard him say that and tried to solicit a compliment from him by asking, “what about mine?”.

Hmmm… posted on October 29, 2009 - 6:51pm

I have been a bad naughty blogger of late… would anyone want to spank me for it? I am sure Sleek and Mr. B2B wouldn’t mind having a go since they were complaining about it…

Bitching posted on September 13, 2009 - 10:40pm

I am a 40D. For y’all who are of the male species and have no clue what I am on about, that is a bra size. Yeah, I know it is a large bust. Once upon a time it was a 36C, it seems like such a while back and in those days I  used to think it was huge. When I would hear of people being able to get ‘reductions’ done, I would wish that it was affordable for some of us… and then it goes and gets bigger!
But that is not what I want to bitch about. Peeps with big boobs are not taken care of in our beloved country. Yes, my issue is about not being able to get good bras my size. The shops/ stores where it it ispossibleto get them, the prices are for world cup! When Mr. Price opened, I thought my prayers were answered for I didn’t have to ask my friends who were in outside contries to get for me some. When I checked their store out, there was a variety in different designs and colours which totally suits me so I was determined to be one of their regular customers for the lingerie.

The Secret of Happiness posted on September 2, 2009 - 12:46pm

The Secret of Happiness is something that has eluded human beings since the dawn of time. It is something that we all wish we had the answer to but only few have an inkling of what it is really about. While pursuing this secret, it has caused many people to cause harm to others, a lot of evil and doing stupid unimaginable acts.

A friend sent me this via email from pravsworld.com and I wanted to share it with y’all… Do you think it is this simple?
There once was a very wealthy and successful man. He had more money than he could ever spend and he was admired and looked up to by his community. Still, he knew that something was missing in his life. He wasn’t happy. All his life he had pursued happiness and strived for happiness but had never been able to find it.
Then one day he heard about a hidden temple in Nepal that had a special room that contained the secret to happiness. He immediately sold all that he owned and set out to find this hidden temple.

This is a bit of me… posted on August 21, 2009 - 2:05pm

This is courtesy of Be Silent…
1. What time did you get up this morning?
7:15am.
2. How do you like your steak?
I don’t like steak.
3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema?
The Proposal (and so loved it!)
4. What is your favorite TV show?
Hmmm… don’t think I have a particular one
5. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be?
The Maldives for a while then get back to Kampala
6. What did you have for breakfast?
Weetabix
7. What is your favorite cuisine?
Indian
8. What foods do you dislike?
Meat
9. Favorite Place to Eat?
At home
10. Favorite dressing?
For food or clothes?
11.What kind of vehicle do you drive?
None at the moment but hopefully by the end of this month, a VW Beetle
12. What are your favorite clothes?
Jeans with a comfortable top
14. Cup 1/2 empty or 1/2 full?
Most of the time ½ full
15. Where would you want to retire?
Where I shall have my home at the time
16. Favorite time of day?
Just when I am getting into bed
17.

Time… posted on July 24, 2009 - 7:29pm

I have really wanted to get a post up but time has been a real hinderance. We are now tres tres busy. The posts are usually floating in my mind but the time to get them jotted down is non-existant.
Y’all have a fabulous weekend.

This and That posted on July 13, 2009 - 9:48am

My baby boy can count from 1 to 100 and he can write properly the numbers 1 to 20. Yeah he is blessed with intelligence.
It is amazing to be able to fall in love with someone so many times. Once is good, and then it happens again, again and again. We were having some ‘us’ time on Saturday, with him that it is, and at one point I glanced at him and it hit me once again, how much I love him.
I was reliably informed that I am demanding, sometimes needed to be reminded that I am of the female species, can be difficult and more or less have too many un-necessary issues. Yeah, can one more or less summarise it as being a bitch? During the discussion, can’t the good things about me balance out the bad? Do I always take much more than I ever give back?
Eh eh, I am really proud of my Rhys.
The other day, I was in a taxi with a lady and a young boy sitting infront of me. The boy sneezed and he didn’t bother to cover his mouth.

Yeah… posted on June 26, 2009 - 12:11pm

Have you ever seen a white man with an African-good round butt? I saw one today morning in Uchumi supermarket and thought I would share.
Unfortunately I was not walking around with a camera, no pic to share so your imagination will just have to work.
Y’all have a fabulous weekend.

Negligence at Mulago! posted on June 6, 2009 - 6:07pm

I am stark raving mad. Unhappy. Sad. Felling very very very vengeful but do not have a particular person or people to throw my vengeance at so I will just throw it at the whole institution.

A friend, Lily, was expecting her second child within the last few days. When her contractions started she went to Mulago Hospital where she had registered to have the baby. Now Lily is not a pushy chick who knows what she wants and can stand in a crowd screaming her head off if she needed to get the attention. So when she got to the hospital, as many people know, Mulago is a general-happiness place and the best way to get the medical personnel’s attention is by giving them some paper which is highly valuable. Lily is there in pain and mbu there are not enough doctors so no one is really paying attention to her so she waits in pain.

After a while, she tells peeps I am in serious pain. Some medical students are assigned to her.