Random chic in a not so random town

A friend of mine has just reminded me that I was supposed to do a story on my hilarious childhood. Truth be told I have been pretty occupied with my current state of affairs that I had even forgotten that I was meant to do such a story. I have tried recapping what was going through my mind at that time but am not coming up with anything...so anyways straight to the Agenda of the day.. I was in a mat the other day and I heard these two ladies talk about how their childhood was fun and how they used to do all these gisty Nairobi type events, chill at the Village Market and the Splash and I was left wondering where the hell did I grow up!!None the less, my childhood was far less from uneventful, far far from it. Now that we have already established that I am not a city girl, and that I only physically saw a Mall when I first came to Nairobi, I will proceed on to tell you how my growing up affected me and somewhat made me the woman I am today. Here goes a lot of monkey balls!!! Have yo...

Today being a Friday (with no money again) I am excited. And for that reason only I will give you an account of why Fridays are simply the best days for me...they even beat weekends and the holidays!!! When the clock strikes midnight on Thursday nights, my blood starts boiling and I feel the adrenaline rush...suddenly all muscles relax and I sleep with a smile on my face because I know the next day is going to be a splendid day....the silliest  reasons make Friday work for me but they work! So here goes nothing! Starry eyed me Its the end of the crazy,uneventful work week  Someone once told me my employer must be holding on to their guns because I must be hell to work with on Friday. How could they even say that to me? I am the best employee anyone could have on Friday!!! Its on Friday that all the pent up excitement comes up and I work with the most lovely spirit knowing the Cosmos will go down well when I have that sense of accomplishment going on...and do...

I have not blogged in a while and for good reason...there has been some negative energy up in this girl's dearie (read tushy in French) and I did not want to pass it down to you lovely readers!As a blogger, it always starts out as something you do to release a pent up something...the blog always starts with  you as the only audience and then it grows to take a life of itself...the stats start shooting up and you are pleasantly surprised at how much you grow with your readers...I for one have some very loyal readers up in here!!! and I thank them for being there. Some keep me in check,some criticize, some tell me when an article I have done is crap BUT most cheer me on and call me when I have been lazy to write and they encourage me (amid shouting) to do something about it as they keep refreshing there buttons waiting somehow for an article to magically pop up! I am grateful for the audience and for that reason only I keep writing. I remember the first time I took the bold st...

Today I was almost doing something I knew I would never forgive myself for, I almost allowed myself to give up.See I was expecting a life changing call today,and as the hours went by and nothing came through, I got into a panic zone. I lost my mind and I found myself in a flood of tears (Ok I tried to squeeze some tears out but nothing!!!) My heart was seriously in pain though. I started doubting everything I had choosen to believe in in the first place and for a moment there, I wondered if the God I serve had even listened to me at this period when I needed Him the most. Then to make matters worse, the people I had let in on about the importance of the call, kept asking me if I received it, and whenever I said  NO, I  could see the dissappointment and the helplessness they felt in their hearts. It devastated me!! I know I am far from understanding what God wants for my life. Being human does not make it easy either.All I am left wondering is which direction to take fro...