I have missed blogging. I sincerely had my writing pad full of all the things I wanted to share with everyone but the more I tried, the more the distractions and of course school resumed and I just simply crashed out every other night.
Blogger suddendly changed the format on my dashboard and I can't seem to find the attach pctures icon and so, posting my write-ups without pictures was not very appealing to me, so I waited to find out why . This has thus lingered. Also needless to point out that whilst remoing my memory to have some "Owambe" pictures printed out for yours truely, it was corrupted at the photo studio. Phew.
So my dear readers, I am going to have to write without any pictures posted until I can have this figured out and sorted oout fast.
In other news, a lots has happened and my life has not only become busier but also goign through a little tilting towards romance, *winks* if you get my drift. More on this in our subsequent gist ( I am sure we all want to know how about the happen ending).
Mrs Edafe lost her baby after two day of delivery. So sad.
Irony of life. While the all educated and tushed couple who had planned ths to be their last bus stop at child bearing were crying and keeping their loss to themseles, our dear security man threw a large party in our very before for the 7days muslim prayers for his new born baby girl! Wonderful!
That's to say while Madam Edafe was announcing to the whole community that she was pregnant, , somebody else was quietly nursing a pregnant wife.
Anyway, I went to share in their pain as I had earlier gone to celebrate with the jubilating security man ( who now has four kids in that small one room by our gate) Hmmmm. I can't shout.
I wish everyone a wonderful week ahead. As for me and my fellow Nigerians, there is public holday today. I am going to be celebrating our nation's 52nd birthday celebration with the rest of Nigeran.
Long Live the Federal Republic of Nigeria!
