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Monday, April 14, 2014


The Real Problems of joblesnessness Working from Home.

Whooppeeee!!! NYSC was over in February. Don’t even ask me about it. I wasn’t a model Youth Corp member and everything was just a blur. Bottom line is it’s over. Done and Dusted.


May or May Not be HD
Contrary to what I was told….I am not HOT CAKE. I am NOT POPULAR DEMAND. With my “good grades” and “good head”, I have NOT been SNATCHED UP by Deloitte or Addax or KPMG or BAT or Accenture or Phillips or GLO or the likes.


Well well well, unlike some of the bloggers Atilola has been meeting, I’m just another girl from the rapidly-drowning-Nigerian-middle-class with no Uncle or “Unku” in high places. Someone hand me a handkerchief please *sniff sniff*. 

The different politics that play out in labour recruitment processes are best left unsaid. Anyway, that‘s not why I am here/blogging this post/posting this blog. Whatever!

While I am deciding on what next to do with my very bright life, I have been jobless working from home. Y’all know how an idle hand is the devil’s workshop and all. I have been taking on some small small projects like that. Let’s discuss some of the problems inherent in this set-up:

Explaining the difference to most family members:
“Ahnahn! HD! You did not make lunch? Nonsense!!! What have you now been doing at home since morning?! Ehnehn? Se you could not put the beans to boil while you were “working” ni? Mchewwwwwww”


“Oh Gooodness! HD!!!! These clothes I spread on the drying line since 8am are still there by 2pm. Are they supposed to get dry like prawn crackers before you fetch them in? Hian!”


“HD my dear, please I forgot the bag where I keep the registers, at home. Please bring them to me at work. I need them. Bring them fast o” …..as per…you don’t kukuma have work.

Biko nu, can’t we just pretend like I am not here?! Ghost mode please!

Everything calls your name – your government name!
From Telemundo (when PHCN lets) to your bed, to oh Lord! the refridgerator to….everything. Need I tell you how many times I have heard the fridge call me while I’m within earshots “HDchukwu/OluwaHD, come hither”….surprisingly, no matter how many times I open it, additional food items do not miraculously appear…so confusing. Oh well!!! *Shrug*

Explaining why you are dressing up/dressed up:
While this hasn’t yet happened to me (probably never will, since I am a placard-carrying nudist in my house), I can imagine that a jobless “work-at-home-girl” might have some difficulties explaining why she is dressing up to go to her workstation within the house. See, some of these things are psychological. One may want to replicate an office setting within the house for optimal concentration and productivity. One of the ways of replicating the office setting is by dressing up…….. Can you tell that I didn’t type this point with a straight face?

Different names, same problems.

Do I need to spell out that working from home requires some great dose of self-discipline?

Of course, there are perks to joblessness working from home too, but let’s leave that for another post

I discovered a blog…quite new. I love the way she writes.. like monologues. Thinking about her posts is even making me chuckle. Check her out: Keji of Mo'Rounkeji

Toin asked a question in her last post. While I fear for what I may read in the way of comments, I also wish to ask the same question: “What comes to your mind when you think of me? How do I come off on this blog? Tell me what you think about when you hear/see/read me.” Please, TOIN, SNM and COY are exempt from answering this question.

Sincerely, for me these days, the thought of being a paid housewife isnt as repugnant as it used to be.

*image gotten from google*

Friday, March 7, 2014

Disillusioned: The Flag at Three-Quarters Mast

Boko Haram
Scarcity of PMS
PHCN (Electricity-providing company)

I am not sure of which of the above mentioned menace is the most of my problem at this time. All I know is that in my heart, at this moment, my love for Nigeria is at three-quarters mast.

I dont even think I have the energy to be Nigerian right now. This forced optimism, this
image from here

Good night abeg!

Tomorrow is another day..... Another day to wake up, shine teeth, pray for Nigeria and hope for the better. At least, now I have a tank full of fuel in my car...and then some for the generator....but how about those who cannot afford it? How about the ripple effect on prices of essential commodities?

God bless Nigeria

 Heyyyyyyyy!!!! You people did not vote for me to win the Chinchin from 9jaFoodie's giveaway?!!!! You people are not nice AT ALL!!! This realisation has made me even sadder! :( . No light, no fuel, no Chinchin?! No love on these streets, yo!

Coldstone is coming to/now in Ibadan....This makes me happy, somewhat

Sunday, February 9, 2014

9jaFoodie Giveaway: Tchef HoneyDame

As you guys might already know, 9jafoodie tends to bring out the "best" in me as far as cooking is concerned. Do you remember this post where I said she was one of my inspirations for better food presentation? The old me just slapped food on the plate and called it a day, however, with time and inspiration, I have gotten better. I am so glad to realize that her "hold" on me hasnt waned much.
 I strolled to her blog on friday, saw the post for the giveaway and decided to give it a try.
I used Croaker because of its white and lean nature. I think white flaky fish is best for this recipe. I used vegetable oil because I didnt have coconut oil. I used 2.5 Ata Rodo because I like my soups and sauces spicy hot...hot hot hot!!! I decided against using tomatoes because I believe that it will eliminate some of the spicyness of the sauce. I was going to use Corn flour (to thicken) but found out halfway through cooking that I had run out of it. By the time I got to the point where I would have had to add it, I found out that I liked the consistency just fine, so I left it as is. If I didnt, I would have used all purpose flour as the recipe called. In addition, what's curry sauce without garlic?! Throw'em in, man!!!
In all, it was a very tasty meal that I see myself replicating over and over again. It is also not time consuming.

For the garnishing, I just tossed sliced cucumber, carrots and onions in Malaysian Sweet and Sour Sauce and some Honey and VOILA!

Yes, no need to call my attention to my spelling mistake.....I dare not call myself a "chef", so "Tchef" will have to do for now.

9jafoodie, can I have my Chinchin now? Thanks

Friday, January 31, 2014


I understand that this is a sore topic for a lot of people due to its personal nature. Heck! It was tough getting Ma Petrillo to even talk about it.

However, I am genuinely interested in exploring it.

For the longest time, I wasn’t that much of a tither.  It just wasn’t ever an issue for me. I’d give offerings, sometimes more generously than I usually would. Sometimes, I’d “dash” out money, more than I’d normally give out, as the spirit led. And then, I started a relatively “real” job and that’s when the confusion began for me. From the bible, the Israelites were required to give a tenth of their livestock and everything. Let’s just say, a tenth of everything they owned. Did that change in the New Testament? Where? What does that translate to in the present day world?

I have raised this topic before on twitter (wait, you didn’t know I was on twitter?!!!  Here’s your lastma Card. You may follow me on honey_dame  J), however, it wasn’t bantered as much as I would. Or perhaps it wasn’t because of the personal nature of the topic at hand. But I figured that I’d be able to generate more view points from here. 

One of the responses I got is captured below.

What are your views concerning tithing?  I genuinely want to know because with the way some Pastors go about it, one might be inclined to think that if you do every other thing right but not tithing, na hell fire straight. The aim of this post is not so much to debate whether tithing is good for your health or bad, it is more to help enlighten me in the calculations of it.

Ehnehn, in other news, I can barely believe that January has ended! Now I am understanding how people just.....get old....without achieving much...Time really does fly! Thank God time is on my side, being that I just turned 12 last year (Argue that in your own blog post biko!!!)

Ehnehn!!! (typical, Yoruba woman), for those of you who still dont know, Nitty Gritty is back with a new blog. She now blogs here:http://newdawn40.blogspot.com/ and already has plenty gists there. Head over and drop some love joo!

In other other news, I miss my elder sister.......sooo much! This adult life is such a sham! I long for those days when my greatest dilemma consisted of having to decide if to stay at home and eat my mother's Beans and Dodo or head over to my landlady's house to eat rice and Ijebu Egusi soup.

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

New Year, New HD? Let's See

Happy New Year people. I hope it has been amazing for you so far? While I am not a “resolutions” kind of person, I’d like to share some of the precepts I am aiming to live by in 2014.

Truly let go and let God: As I have said in one of my earlier posts, I have the tendency to want to cover ALL bases.  I am constantly making Plans B, C, D, E, F, G, H………..ZA, ZB…, I try to anticipate all possible scenarios in order to minimize my shock/disappointment in outcomes. It is crazy and nerve-wrecking. Just imagine making plans for 100 ways a situation can turn out…..at the end of the day, only one happens. What then happens to the remaining 99 possible scenarios fully thought out and developed? WASTE!!!! Or worst still, out of the 100 well-thought-out possibilities, none happens. WASTE!!!! The past 5-6 years of my life have had me rethinking this behavior of mine. Almost EVERY major plan I have made was brought to nought.  God came through and through and through again! I’d have made plans based on the little I could see….and out of nowhere, something that would cast away all those plans for the better would happen. I reminisced concerning this with my sisters sometime over Christmas and taking stock of that which I could remember, which were visible to me, was quite amazing. It was humbling! Hence, I am resolving to just kukuma hand over to the Omniscient. What’s the point of working myself up to the point of frustration, only for Him to wade in, pat my head and do it His way anyway? Abeg, I have learnt, I am learning….I am leaning back and letting Him direct me. It will save me a lot of time and heart ache. I am going to attempt applying this to ALL aspects of my life.

Punctuality: I realized with a lot of alarm that I may have a little problem with my timing. This is particularly so, when I have to physically be at places. It doesn’t really come to play with my deliverables. But, when it comes to getting to the office, meeting people etc, I find myself almost always struggling for time……It’s gotta go!

Health:  Apart from sometime last year when I got a double whammy of Typhoid and Malaria, I have been blessed with relatively wonderful health. I intend to make more conscious effort to keep it that way this year.
I don’t like the Iya Ijebu that I am becoming. Hence, I am also all out for “Operation Get My Edges Back” (OGMEB).
For the longest time, I had resigned that I just could not have full edges. However, during my stay in China, which saw me constantly feeding my hair with coconut oil and shea butter, this notion died a natural death! I left China with significantly (relative to what used to be ) lush edges and hair generally. Now, I don’t know why they seem to want to recede into my neck, but whatever the reason, I am planning on FIGHTING it!
 In the same vein, do you remember what I said about biting my nails? I have resolved that I have bitten my nails enough to last me a lifetime. It is about time I became a proper lady and constantly gnawing on my nails definitely isn’t a step in the right direction. Lastly for health, all these lovely outfits I have in size 12 will not wear themselves. I need to walk, literally, into the direction of size 12. Gym ahoy! Healthy eating ahoy!

Get some attitude: Last year, I got better at taking less crap from people. I hate confrontations and as a result, I find myself being pushed over a lot of times as I’d rather suffer in silence than engage in a seeming confrontational conversation. I am increasingly realizing that I cannot always run away from confrontation.  So there, *shrug*

L.I.V.E:  This is self explanatory.

These are the major ones that came to mind so blatantly. I may or may not share more as time goes on.
Truly, I am excited about the year because I know it will lead me to lots of self discoveries.

By the way, @ilola, you are one amazing woman. Courtesy you, I met 2 amazing bloggers and courtesy you, I am more determined to shed the cloak of sloth on this blog and exercise some more discipline in typing and posting. Thank you!

What have you guys been up to? I am launching a “Finding Caro” campaign for Single Nigerian Man. I will tell you all about it soon enough.

Tuesday, December 17, 2013

It is Not Just the Internet!

It was a Thursday and I had just left work but I wasn’t in a hurry to get home. Toinlicious and I had confirmed our meet-up for Friday. I got to a bad part of the road and slowed down. For some not-so-unusual reason, I just observed all around me. I saw a car coming from the opposite direction….a “Learner”. I smiled (in my head) and probably thought “biko, just stay in your lane o, no come jam me. Na my lane I dey”. The car ambled beside me, I glanced into the car…..

WAIT a minute!!!!! I recognize that side profile!!! The side profile of the female “learner” driver yakking away at/with her passenger (who I couldn’t see)……The female “learner” driver with her braids swinging all over the place and gesticulating……..That side profile!


After getting home, I “dmed” the person who I thought it was. “Hey babe, do you drive? A something something car?” and the response I got was along the lines of “OMG, please don’t tell me I killed something” (Very dramatic child!). A few more messages were exchanged with me clutching my stomach in laughter.

My work here is complete! I have found my calling in life….destiny…I am joining the FBI, CIA or what-not.

The female-learner-driver yakking away with swinging braids was none other than Toinlicious herself. What makes this blog worthy is that I had NEVER seen this lady before. I had only seen a photo of her side profile (with braids covering her face). Why I took special interest in the on-coming “learner”, I still don’t know. How I made the “connections” in such short span of time, I still don’t know either. Why this happened less than 24 hours to our first meet-up, I don’t know. While I’d have loooved (it would have given me immense pleasure) to say “oni owo Olorun ninu”  (there is the hand of God in it), I don’t know that categorically either! LOL

But bottomline was, I had piqued Miss Toin’s interest and there was no way she was going to miss the meet-up on the following day!

And meet, we did!

I had thought that tops, 1.5 hours, we’ld be done…..amean, what would we possibly we talking about?

Boy! Was I wrong?!  We gisted and chatted and gisted some more for almost 4 hours, yet, it was after we had parted ways that I remembered some of topics we should have gisted about!

She came along with a nice surprise too……a twitter handle I had seen in passing a couple of times. When we all first met, I am sure that I murmured “This is sooo weird” about 50 times in 5 minutes.

So, Toin has ranted on and on about a growing nyansh on her blog, yeah?…..I can tell you CATEGORICALLY….shekem! She didn’t even let me see the supposed growing nyansh…..Toinlicious may be real, but her nyansh is catfish (in twitter lingo)!!! 

While her story of the growing ikebe may not be true, the palpable tenacity you sense from her blog is totally her! That “sunshine-ned-ness” you sense from her blog, is totally her!
Let me not even mention the mega-watt-smile! *sigh*

This is for you Toin
She is also a seemingly lovely and perceptive person. We were supposed to have met up since August last year, but I guess she sort of sensed my reluctance until now and never for once pushed it. I am really glad that it worked out the way it has. 

In all, it was an lovely meet-up…..we even witnessed a real life situation of a gentleman being friend-zoned…….we had a good laugh at that situation. Please, take my words with a pinch of salt. It just looked like the brother was getting zoned and we had a good laugh at that possibility and thought.

I doubt that the waitress who attended to us will forget us in a bit.

Wait, why are you people still reading? You are expecting photographs?!!! Be gone, this ain no "Guess the Blogger Series"!!!

By the way, Toin said something about me being in reality "soft and cushy" (her words) while I am tough online....biko nu.....I am tough online?! 10th World Wonder!

Congratulations to the winners of the Nigerian Blog Awards...more power to you, Sisi Yemmie and co.