When was the last time you got off from work and a thought struck you to check out which movie is showing and you proceeded to Junction or 20th Century to watch a movie alone?
Ladies, when was the last time you passed a beauty parlor and proceeded to have unplanned but enjoyable pedi/manicure?
Or a Saturday morning, you left the digs and headed for unplanned swim?
I know that the cash implication definitely limits those 'Free' moments but pause and reminiscent the joy you felt after that moment of impulse! Spontaneity!
I need a burst of that right now! ;o)
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Monday, August 28, 2006
Love is...
I cannot believe that the last time i wrote was February! Not that am feeling very creative today.
I received this forward this morning which tugged on my heartstrings.
Love Is...
· Love is that first feeling you feel before all the bad stuff gets in the way.
· When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.
· When someone loves you, the way she says your name is different. You know that your name is safe in her mouth.
· Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.
· Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.
· Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.
· Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.
· Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My mommy and daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss but they look happy and sometimes they dance in the kitchen while kissing.
· Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents for a minute and look around. * There are 2 kinds of love. Our love. God’s love. But God makes both kinds of them.
· Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it every day.
· Love comes from people’s hearts, but God made hearts.
· During my piano recital, I was on a stage and scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.
· My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.
· Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken.
· Love is when mommy sees daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.
· If you want somebody to love you, then just be yourself. Some people try to act like somebody else, somebody the boy likes better. I think the boy isn’t being very good if he does this to you and you should just find a nicer boy.
· Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.
· When you’re born and see your mommy for the first time. That’s love.
· Love goes on even when you stop breathing and you pick up where you left off when you reach heaven.
· I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.
· You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.
· You have to fall in love before you get married. Then when you’re married, you just sit around and read books together.
· I let my big sister pick on me because my mom says she only picks on me because she loves me. So I pick on my baby sister because I love her.
· God could have said magic words to make the nails fall off the cross, but He didn’t. That’s love.
· Love cards, like Valentine’s cards, say stuff on them that we’d like to say ourselves, but we wouldn’t be caught dead saying.
· When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.
· You never have to be lonely. There’s always somebody to love, even if it’s just a squirrel or a kitten.
· You can break love, but it won’t die.
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I received this forward this morning which tugged on my heartstrings.
Love Is...
· Love is that first feeling you feel before all the bad stuff gets in the way.
· When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.
· When someone loves you, the way she says your name is different. You know that your name is safe in her mouth.
· Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.
· Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.
· Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.
· Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.
· Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My mommy and daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss but they look happy and sometimes they dance in the kitchen while kissing.
· Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents for a minute and look around. * There are 2 kinds of love. Our love. God’s love. But God makes both kinds of them.
· Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it every day.
· Love comes from people’s hearts, but God made hearts.
· During my piano recital, I was on a stage and scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.
· My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.
· Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken.
· Love is when mommy sees daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.
· If you want somebody to love you, then just be yourself. Some people try to act like somebody else, somebody the boy likes better. I think the boy isn’t being very good if he does this to you and you should just find a nicer boy.
· Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.
· When you’re born and see your mommy for the first time. That’s love.
· Love goes on even when you stop breathing and you pick up where you left off when you reach heaven.
· I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.
· You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.
· You have to fall in love before you get married. Then when you’re married, you just sit around and read books together.
· I let my big sister pick on me because my mom says she only picks on me because she loves me. So I pick on my baby sister because I love her.
· God could have said magic words to make the nails fall off the cross, but He didn’t. That’s love.
· Love cards, like Valentine’s cards, say stuff on them that we’d like to say ourselves, but we wouldn’t be caught dead saying.
· When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.
· You never have to be lonely. There’s always somebody to love, even if it’s just a squirrel or a kitten.
· You can break love, but it won’t die.
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Wednesday, February 01, 2006
If he didn't love you like he does...
Enough to give up his glory and majesty...
To come down and live like a mortal being whilst he was God's only son!
More.. to be born to humble parents..
To live a life like we have...
But his was a life of goodness and yet for his good, he was paid with ridicule and mockery....
.... and pain and finally, he was crucified
And his pain was our gain...
For through his death we were reconcilied to God!
Today if you hear his voice, do not harden your heart.
.... see to it that no one misses the grace of God. Hebrews 12:15
Friends...
Are those who know you are hurting with one look..
Share your laughter and tears....
Remember birthdays and anniversaries...
Will call you in the middle of the night just to share a thought..
Are treasures from above...
Will always want the best for you..
Allow you to be yourself..
Will notice the first grey hairs on your head..and tease you about it!
Are those you lose your guard with..
Will always have time for you..
will attend your wedding and funerals of you loved ones..
But the best of friends is Jesus!
There is a friend who sticks closer than a brother.
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Do you believe in marriage?
The other day, i walked into a pal's office to wish them a Happy New Year and of course the usual discussion on resolutions came up. He brought up the topic of relationships and didnt we have a heated debate! For the sake of privacy i will withhold his name and call him Aaron. Firstly, he asked me why i desired m
arriage when the institution of marriage was no longer feasible! Exactly how he put it. His reasons for his distrust in marriage was that fidelity was a thing of the past. He recounted the number of ladies he knew who were unfaithful to their husbands alongside the age old behaviour of guys who beleived that an affair actually helps a relationship! What?Relax, let me expound on how he put it, he said that a man who has a 'side dish' doesnt take home alot of stress and therefore is in a better frame of mind to deal with his family's needs! I retorted that i have never had such a lousy excuse!! I mean, if you'd ask any woman they would tell you that they would rather deal with their husband's foul mood than have him soothed by another woman!
His advise for me was that i should get myself with child and move on! To which i replied that i would prefer to get a child with its father in tow!
My thoughts, why is it that when we go through a lousy relationship we brand guys as incapable of being faithful? Does that mean that the same is true of chics? Why is it so easy for us to come up with a catch-all-phrase/opinion?Before you condemn all relationships are you sure that you dont know at least one relationship that seems to be working? And for our married pals, could you please even as you complain to us about your relationships when things are tough also come and tell us about them when they are working so that we can celebrate with you? Let us have a balanced opinion on the this topic of the century. These quotes speak volumes of what marriage is:
Marriage is an alliance entered into by a man who can't sleep with the window shut, and a woman who can't sleep with the window open. ~George Bernard Shaw
More marriages might survive if the partners realized that sometimes the better comes after the worse. ~Doug Larson
Success in marriage does not come merely through finding the right mate, but through being the right mate. ~Barnett R. Brickner
arriage when the institution of marriage was no longer feasible! Exactly how he put it. His reasons for his distrust in marriage was that fidelity was a thing of the past. He recounted the number of ladies he knew who were unfaithful to their husbands alongside the age old behaviour of guys who beleived that an affair actually helps a relationship! What?Relax, let me expound on how he put it, he said that a man who has a 'side dish' doesnt take home alot of stress and therefore is in a better frame of mind to deal with his family's needs! I retorted that i have never had such a lousy excuse!! I mean, if you'd ask any woman they would tell you that they would rather deal with their husband's foul mood than have him soothed by another woman!
His advise for me was that i should get myself with child and move on! To which i replied that i would prefer to get a child with its father in tow!
My thoughts, why is it that when we go through a lousy relationship we brand guys as incapable of being faithful? Does that mean that the same is true of chics? Why is it so easy for us to come up with a catch-all-phrase/opinion?Before you condemn all relationships are you sure that you dont know at least one relationship that seems to be working? And for our married pals, could you please even as you complain to us about your relationships when things are tough also come and tell us about them when they are working so that we can celebrate with you? Let us have a balanced opinion on the this topic of the century. These quotes speak volumes of what marriage is:
Marriage is an alliance entered into by a man who can't sleep with the window shut, and a woman who can't sleep with the window open. ~George Bernard Shaw
More marriages might survive if the partners realized that sometimes the better comes after the worse. ~Doug Larson
Success in marriage does not come merely through finding the right mate, but through being the right mate. ~Barnett R. Brickner
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
Resolutions 2006
Today is the 3rd day of the new year and I'm sure most of you are scribbling away at your 'wish list,'. Lets see, some of what you are writing must be ... 1. quit smoking; 2. open a savings account ;3. join a gym. Personally, I have nothing written down although yes, i cannot avoid making some promises to myslef about the things i will pursue in this new year. I doubt that we can avoid making resolutions. I mean, its a whole new year,its a new start! How can you stride into this year just as you were last year? Its impossible! I still cannot believe that today is 2006...just saying it sounds strange, it doesnt roll down my tongue instead 2006 gets stuck on the roof of my tongue.
For those in Kenya I pray that we take stock of how far we have come. Let us put our discerning caps on as this year willl be a compaign year what with elections being held next year! It was a dry christmas and i dont know about you but i felt horrible tearing into piece after piece of nyama choma.... My increasing bloated stomach growing larger with the background of news showing images of my fellow Kenyans starving to death! come on guys, lets try to contribute in some sort to give these guys some food.
My mail box is full! I wish i could press delete but i cannot therefore... gotta go! Oh, I must confess to overeating bigtime! i tell you I tore into meat and starch without a glance at my already colossal hips! oh well, better not regret rather, you guessed right...crash detox program ;o)
I hope to write again in the course of the day, in the meantime...
May 2006 be the year that your dreams come true!
May you start your business..
May your little one take their first step!
May you get the job that you have desired!
May your relationships improve!
May your family remain blessed!
May you sigh in contentment at the beauty of life!
May your wedding be great this year!
May you (ME!) meet your someone this year!
May life deal you bouquet of flowers!
May your appreciate life even as you mourn the ones you loved that passed on last year ...
May your foundations run deep...
May your find yourself and find the God that loves you!
For those in Kenya I pray that we take stock of how far we have come. Let us put our discerning caps on as this year willl be a compaign year what with elections being held next year! It was a dry christmas and i dont know about you but i felt horrible tearing into piece after piece of nyama choma.... My increasing bloated stomach growing larger with the background of news showing images of my fellow Kenyans starving to death! come on guys, lets try to contribute in some sort to give these guys some food.
My mail box is full! I wish i could press delete but i cannot therefore... gotta go! Oh, I must confess to overeating bigtime! i tell you I tore into meat and starch without a glance at my already colossal hips! oh well, better not regret rather, you guessed right...crash detox program ;o)
I hope to write again in the course of the day, in the meantime...
May 2006 be the year that your dreams come true!
May you start your business..
May your little one take their first step!
May you get the job that you have desired!
May your relationships improve!
May your family remain blessed!
May you sigh in contentment at the beauty of life!
May your wedding be great this year!
May you (ME!) meet your someone this year!
May life deal you bouquet of flowers!
May your appreciate life even as you mourn the ones you loved that passed on last year ...
May your foundations run deep...
May your find yourself and find the God that loves you!
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
My Mother - A Woman of Virtue
My mother is 58 years old. She is a beautiful, light complexioned 5”7 inches tall lady.
For the longest time that I have known her (now my 29th year) she has always been the embodiment of endurance and silent strength. I am the 5th of 7 children
My most vivid memory of her is seeing her dressed in a white starched cotton dress…you guessed right! She was a nurse and I remember her being home at odd hours sometimes at night others in the mornings and others in the afternoon…I learnt pretty early what ‘shifts’ meant due to her erratic hours of working.
My mum was the disciplinarian at home as my dad is a man who barks louder than he bites. Still does…. the gentle old man…still does! I remember her singing merry songs for me or one of my siblings to swallow food. Now, you cannot believe the sizes of us and yet we are the children who would have food in the mouth for 30 minutes without swallowing or chewing... a dribble coursing down our mouth!
She would be quite a disciplinarian when she got round to it although she always gave us fair warning and on the third turn she would threaten with a finger pointing the culprit’s direction
“ I will unleash on you the beating of the century" and with that I or my sister’s would know that the forty days of Ali Baba were up! Birthdays & Christmas were always a festive occasion with lots of food. At the age of 5 having a choice between a tray full of an assortment of sweets, biscuits and cake... Oh! How dare I forget lots of soda! The best part about it was that there were no warnings of you will catch a cold if you drink any more soda on those special occasions. Believe me being brought up by a nurse had its bad side… if you look at it from a 10 year old’s point of view. ;o)
In 1980 when I was only four years old my dad suffered a stroke and was hospitalized for 3 months. I was young but can remember that my mother carried on….then very pregnant with my baby sister. Just recently, I learnt that she had shuttled between visiting her husband in hospital, changed shifts to night duty only, which left her days free. Days which she slept for 2 hours at most and got home in time to battle with the ever present problems of house helps. Oh, did I forget to mention she still had 5 children looking up at her for love and mostly…. Laughter and song. But she managed, somehow. When my dad was discharged he was a shadow of his old self. He had darkened and used a cane to assist him walk. My Mum become his personal nurse and tutor reminding of basic things like orrecting him when he mixed our names and called us by his sisters’ names. My dad recuperated much to the amazement of everyone including his mum who had given up on the thought that he would get discharged.
My mother is a born again Christian, she draws her strength from her faith in the person of Jesus Christ. My mother does not conform to society and fashion trends... she will not wear a skirt that is anyway close to her knees, her skirts are almost ankle high! Her blouses not too low, she always dots a scarf on her neck, lest you get a peek of her cleavage! She smiles easily just as she cries easily... now you know where i got that streak from!
This is my tribute to my darling Mum who is my heroine.
“God could not be everywhere and therefore He made mothers. “
- Jewish Proverb
For the longest time that I have known her (now my 29th year) she has always been the embodiment of endurance and silent strength. I am the 5th of 7 children
My most vivid memory of her is seeing her dressed in a white starched cotton dress…you guessed right! She was a nurse and I remember her being home at odd hours sometimes at night others in the mornings and others in the afternoon…I learnt pretty early what ‘shifts’ meant due to her erratic hours of working.
My mum was the disciplinarian at home as my dad is a man who barks louder than he bites. Still does…. the gentle old man…still does! I remember her singing merry songs for me or one of my siblings to swallow food. Now, you cannot believe the sizes of us and yet we are the children who would have food in the mouth for 30 minutes without swallowing or chewing... a dribble coursing down our mouth!
She would be quite a disciplinarian when she got round to it although she always gave us fair warning and on the third turn she would threaten with a finger pointing the culprit’s direction
“ I will unleash on you the beating of the century" and with that I or my sister’s would know that the forty days of Ali Baba were up! Birthdays & Christmas were always a festive occasion with lots of food. At the age of 5 having a choice between a tray full of an assortment of sweets, biscuits and cake... Oh! How dare I forget lots of soda! The best part about it was that there were no warnings of you will catch a cold if you drink any more soda on those special occasions. Believe me being brought up by a nurse had its bad side… if you look at it from a 10 year old’s point of view. ;o)
In 1980 when I was only four years old my dad suffered a stroke and was hospitalized for 3 months. I was young but can remember that my mother carried on….then very pregnant with my baby sister. Just recently, I learnt that she had shuttled between visiting her husband in hospital, changed shifts to night duty only, which left her days free. Days which she slept for 2 hours at most and got home in time to battle with the ever present problems of house helps. Oh, did I forget to mention she still had 5 children looking up at her for love and mostly…. Laughter and song. But she managed, somehow. When my dad was discharged he was a shadow of his old self. He had darkened and used a cane to assist him walk. My Mum become his personal nurse and tutor reminding of basic things like orrecting him when he mixed our names and called us by his sisters’ names. My dad recuperated much to the amazement of everyone including his mum who had given up on the thought that he would get discharged.
My mother is a born again Christian, she draws her strength from her faith in the person of Jesus Christ. My mother does not conform to society and fashion trends... she will not wear a skirt that is anyway close to her knees, her skirts are almost ankle high! Her blouses not too low, she always dots a scarf on her neck, lest you get a peek of her cleavage! She smiles easily just as she cries easily... now you know where i got that streak from!
This is my tribute to my darling Mum who is my heroine.
“God could not be everywhere and therefore He made mothers. “
- Jewish Proverb
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