Wednesday, October 31, 2012

I whip my hair back and forth part 3

Part 2 is still stuck in drafts. It was a long post too, but I ended up changing everything and simplifying my life after I discovered shea butter. My hair loves, loves loves it. It softens and stretches it out like nothing I've used before.

My hair regimen is pretty simple now: 

Spray with my aloe vera mix just to get some water in my hair (water is the best moisturizer): aloe vera juice + rosemary oil + tea tree oil (cos my scalp is mad itchy) + some random conditioner.

Massage shea butter into my hair. 

Put in a bun. 

Run to work. 

I need to get back into the habit of washing more often. It's just so tedious to detangle. 



Tuesday, October 30, 2012

It was a SADE weekend.











Talk about an ageless beauty, and classic music, never out of style.

Monday, October 29, 2012

Pintrest Cookbook

I love pintrest, even though I can never spell it correctly.

I surf the web a bit too much. Sigh.

Anyway, in my surfing adventures, I always come across some thing I like depending on my obsession at the time. In the past, I would right click and save to my computer and then promptly forget about it.

I discovered Evernote, and I became a bit better. I would clip recipes I come across using their Evernote clipper browser add on. I even used it for shopping lists too.

Right now, Pinterest is my latest cookbook. I have been adding recipes for the past year or so. It's all good except that I haven't been making them.

I am up to 56 pins right now.

So I am going to challenge myself from now until the end of the year to start actually cooking the food I've been pinning.

Last week I made the following:




Spanish Chicken. It was pretty good!
Source: pickyin.blogspot.com via oluyemisi on Pinterest






Thai Basil Chicken: except I forgot the basil.
Source: smokywok.com via oluyemisi on Pinterest





Truffle Mac + Cheese. Except I didn't have truffle oil or white wine.
Source: iamafoodblog.com via oluyemisi on Pinterest



Sunday, October 28, 2012

Grudge Bearer

I am champion grudge bearer. 

I have tried to deny this aspect of myself. I am not proud of it and I often try to rationalize it. It was their fault, they took my kindness for weakness, they pushed me to the limit. I told them several times about themselves, yet they persist in their wrongdoing. I am not FORGIVING them. 

I really hate this about myself. 

Especially since I am supposed to be a Christ follower and all. And He very clearly said, forgive. In several ways and in several gospels, He said FORGIVE. 

Matthew 5:39 But I say, do not resist an evil person! If someone slaps you on the right cheek, offer the other cheek also.

Luke 17:4 Even if that person wrongs you seven times a day and each time turns again and asks forgiveness, you must forgive.

Mark 11:25 But when you are praying, first forgive anyone you are holding a grudge against, so that your Father in heaven will forgive your sins, too.


The past few months have been insane. I literally just had to fall to my knees and beg God to intervene, and He did, but that's not the testimony here today. In the midst of all the chaos and fear and pain, I was stabbed in my back and called out my name by people I kind of trusted a little bit. I felt betrayed and wanted vengeance. 

But then something happened. 

You see I read my bible every day. Not a real big deal truth be told because reading is like breathing to me. I can't help but to read.  Prayer on the other hand is a whole different matter. Most of the time my prayer life is pretty flat, I mean there are times when I feel that today I connected with God but for most days, my prayers are perfunctory, quick and lifeless. For the past month though, I have been praying with my sisters and my mother. First, it was just focused on one thing and once that got answered, we continued on. I put my situation into God's hand and of course the devil persisted in troubling me and trying to steal my peace. But as I continued with corporate prayer with my family, I could feel a shift in me. I, master grudge bearer, went from hurt them like they hurt me, to wishing nothing for the best for them. I went from being my usual sullen and withdrawn and I can't be bothered to talk to you cos you pretty much suck self to still interacting, laughing and getting along with those who hurt me. 

I feel free. 

On the surface, nothing has really changed. Each day brings its own trouble. But on the inside, I no longer feel turmoil, and anger, and bitterness and resentment. 

I really do feel free.

Finally!





Saturday, October 27, 2012

Book Addict: Wizard of the Crow

I just finished my third reading of the Wizard of the Crow and it is still as excellent as it was when I first read it many years ago.

Wizard of the Crow is a humorous book (well, satire would be a better word here), about a fictional African country, its government, in particular its despotic ruler for life and two people, one accidental, one on purpose who actively seek to make life better for the people.

I love this book. The fact that I have read it more than once is proof enough. I rarely read a book more than once, and I rarely buy a book either, why buy when you can borrow and return? I bought this book twice and on each buying I read it as intently as if I were reading it for the very first time. It's just that good.


Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Back to Life...

It's been a Soul II Soul morning for me...









Sunday, October 21, 2012

I got that feeling

So I haven't been in a Goodwill store in months which is pretty amazing since I drive by one every day on the way home from work and at least once a week on the way home from church. Since I had completed my decorating for the apartment, I felt there was no need to add more stuff.

However, about two days ago, on the way home, I had the biggest urge to go into Goodwill. I tried ignoring it but I finally gave in. It was pretty sparse but I managed to walk away with these for little more than five bucks.




I also saw this fly desk for just $29.99 but no truck, no bother.


Now off to google how to restore these tins to like new condition. 





Sunday, October 07, 2012

Introversion




She puts all my thoughts about my shyness + introvertedness into words.

Childhood memories.

My father taught me how to write a letter when I was five or six.  I remember sitting next to him on our golden brown plush sofa in our flat in Anthony Village, Lagos, Nigeria. He said to me, let's write a letter. I must have asked how to do such a thing because I remember him breaking down the components of a letter as I dictated what I wanted him to say.

Dear Daddy Ilorin, 
Hope this letter meets you well. 

My father told me that you start a letter by asking about the recipient's well being, and the rest of the family.
Then you give news about yourself and family. Then finally you end this way:

                                                                                                         Sincerely, 
                                                                                                                 Yemisi


It has been 3 decades since he taught me this format and I haven't deviated from this format since then, even with the advent of email.  Well, I might leave out the dear occasionally, and I might change the tag line from sincerely to something a bit warmer, depending on whom I am writing to.

I have to write a letter today and as I laid in bed composing the letter in my head, I chuckled a bit remembering.