Remembering Young Love...

Hi Guys!!!

TGIF! Hope everyone had an amazing, kick-ass week?! I keep saying to myself it's been a minute I put up a post, I really should blog, but then I find myself going blank on what exactly to blog about; that won't bore y'all, and so far I have no clue but I decided to blog anyways...so here goes nothing!

I had a mini-reunion the other day with about five of my high-school class mates. We decided to meet up for dinner since one of us was visiting from Naij. I had a good time, catching up and all. I still pinch myself sometimes when I see us all grown, working, running homes and being women. I can still vividly remember the first day we checked into boarding house, getting punished by Seniors, bailing out of school to attend parties...being young, and carefree. *sigh* how time flies. #Thankful for the people I have met through my sec school experience, the friendships, the life lessons etc.

Speaking of being young and carefree, I was talking with my close friend the other day and we were reminiscing on how different 'young love' is compared to being in love/being in a relationship now that we're a bit older, and more mature. Then we used to do silly things like writing poems, love letters, talking for hours (sweet nothings!), making slideshows with pics and music, saying I love you twenty times a day just because that's how you felt and you deeply meant it, just loving freely without over analyzing, no rules, just love. 
Now, there's so much to think about that that 'young love' feeling is almost absent. Things that we weren't thinking about/considering before...are we compatible as life partners? Can I get along with his family? Do we have the same values/goals? Do I fit into plans? What can I compromise on? What can't I compromise on? How does he handle certain issues? Will he be faithful? Will he make a good father? Is he financially stable? Does he have potential/drive? Is he putting this drive into action or is it all talk? Are we spiritually strong? Is he motivating/challenging you to be better?...and the list goes on and on lol. 

I remember when I was much younger I used to say I couldn't understand how and why people found it hard picking a husband or wife. To me it was as simple as if you like someone and they ask you to marry them, you simply say yes. Oh to be young and naive! lol

Lots of people getting married, and having babies! I love babies and I love weddings! Pinterest sure helps in fueling my love for weddings too. But I know for sure I'm not mentally ready for marriage. For people who are married (MyneWhitman :) ), did you know you were ready? Can you explain what that felt like? 

Ok enough about weddings, marriage and all. Christmas is around the corner, and this will be Chairman's first Christmas here. I haven't gone gift shopping, don't know what to get him...actually I think I do. As for me I really don't know what I want...I've been eyeing this Steve Madden bag (below), this Tommy Hilfiger bag (looks better in person), the MK watch (below), and I've always wanted a necklace from Tiffany's (I have a thing for white gold, silver...) Which of the bags do you guys prefer? 

  
Steve Madden Bgambit Satchel
  


Michael Kors Watch

I haven't spent Christmas in NY in about 3 years. I need to make a list of fun Christmas-sy things to do and see with Chairman for the holidays.

Hope everyone has a wonderful, well relaxing weekend!

Hugs & Kisses,
Miss Enigma!





     

Not Another Lonely Christmas

Hello Blogsville,

MERRY CHRISTMAS to each and everyone of you!!!
I hope everyone had a great celebration, and day filled with family, friends, love and joy...the things that matter most...and also remembered to recognize the reason for the season. That being said,

It's about 11.30pm here, and as the day comes to an end, my prayer is that I do not want to spend another Christmas like this again. I spent the whole day in bed hitting refresh on FB, Twitter, Blogger, Google...and just wallowing in total loneliness. My Mom was @ work, so I was all by myself...my girlies are in 9ja (I get to see them in a week). I made the usual call rounds to the fam in Naij, and just hearing the joy and excitement in their voices was heart-warming, and heart-wrenching at the same time. The joys of just being together, slaving in the kitchen to prep the meals, greedily gobbling the food down to the detriment of our poor stomachs, and then dreading the clean-up at the end of it all...I miss it.

As the days draw closer to my Naij trip, my brain/mind is going into vacation mode. It's like I can smell the BO filled air that welcomes you at the airport, can feel the humidity warm my cheeks and make my amering rose colored blush, blush. My taste buds are watering in anticipation of the variety of delicacies that await their arrival, my feet can't wait to ditch the Uggs n' boots for flip-flops n' sandals. Then there is my family, my 10month old nephew who is chasing his older brother, and My Luv...*sigh*

On a side note, can someone please tell me why this lousy 23yr old Nigerian dude decided that trying to bomb a plane was a brilliant idea? As if it wasn't bad enuff with the whole online-scams, corruption, poverty et all stigma that we are known for...now we have terrorism. I mean, al-Qaida and Nigeria in the same sentence is not a good look at all. I am proud to be Nigerian, and I'll never deny my country, but I have to admit that this breaks my heart. And I say so because of those of us who struggle everyday to rise above- rise above being black, being African, being female, being a black male. The already tough Visa process, just got tougher too! *sigh* I cringe when I think of people now talking about Nigeria and terrorism in the same sentence, or looking at me with side-eye when I say I'm Nigerian. Now in addition to rising above, we have to prove that being Nigerian doesn't mke us terrorists.

Aiight guys, time to get my lonely behind to bed, gotta be @ work by 9.30am.

Talk to you guys soon,
xoxo,
Miss Enigma!