The ramblings of a naija woman

Amazing what happens in a matter of years

2011-09-15T02:47:00.000-07:00

As I attempt to clean the cobwebs and kill spiders, I smile because of the impact of time on my life. In fact only thing I can say is "My God don bless me eh".

Ok let's see. Here's a quick update, for those who still stumble on here.

Got married to an amazing man who loves me pass amala!
Oh and yes he's Naija! God made it happen o! Igbo too, my papa's prayers were missiles!
the Dougie came and went and I still cant fake it well.
Grew closer to God. Matter of fact, dont jealous me sha, but He handed me a bunch of keys and its all cha-ching! All the way! Even in the midst of NEPA (abi PHCN), His emergency torchlight no dey fall my hand.
I'm alive, my peeps are alive and I'm sitting with the King on top of mount Zion.

Oh Barrack na my president now. Ah you know I said it before, I am tooo mushhh! kai, I didnt realize God was giving me prophetic insight before, while I was too busy talking about Emeka and Dr O.

All jokes aside, if you read this, slap yourself as a sign that you are ALIVE!

I wanna be rich!

2007-05-12T14:28:00.000-07:00

Ok ok ok we all want to be rich! As an American physician, I'm "comfortable" but its more than that. I think maybe its cause I'm Nigerian or maybe its that Igbo blood in me, and no its not 419 hustling, but legitimate business schemes, even if its Nnewi spare parts trading or Aba factory! I realize now that maybe my drive might be a little bit too much for some men. I relate better with my male friends and family members who arent settling for what society gives them, and who are working hard to make it happen on the side. I cant see myself with a husband who is content with just a paycheck, is that a bad thing? I mean even if my husband is a neurosurgeon making $800k from his private clinic, I dont think I would be completely happy. I would still feel that we have even more resources to do even more.

My last ex was a Dr and truth be told we would have been financially comfortable together but he lacked that drive. I had so many ideas and needed a man who could take them and run with it. I felt like I was wasting my time with him, my ideas included. I thrive off hearing men talk about their big plans, and offering input, bouncing ideas back and forth. I see my future husband and myself having a business empire on the side, able to use excess funds to help our people back home. I know it can happen, I just need a man who has that drive and loves what I have to offer. I dont care for a "readymade " situation, that takes away from the fun of it, but someone who wants to make it past what is given to them! My parents tell me that all the time, that if I end up with the right guy who thinks like that, in 5yrs we'll be unstoppable.

Is that asking too much, any guys want to offer input to that?

You can have my kidney...

2007-05-01T15:57:00.000-07:00

A close friend just told me "Naijaluv, you are an amazing friend, I love you, if you ever needed a kidney, I'd donate it to you". Guaranteed it was 2am, and she was drunk when she said this, I still found it touching, because I'd do likewise. It had me wondering of all the people I would willing donate a body organ to, at least one like a kidney, bone marrow and stuff, that wouldnt wipe away my existence. I have a vast list of family and friends to whom I'd happily live with 1 kidney to see survive if I turned out to be a good match. You can exist fully on 1 kidney, mortality rates are less than 0.1%, meaning your chance of undergoing any longterm damage is basically 0!

I'm also on the Bone Marrow Registry, so someday I might get an random call saying I'm a match to a stranger.

My question is would you donate, why/whynot and to whom?

I will marry a Naija man

2007-04-28T20:24:00.000-07:00

Ndo, Ma binu, E jo...Sorry for being so so so incognito, especially for those that still read, I've been busy getting my life in order and will update it when the time is right Lets just say there is a potential on the scene, and I'm genuinely excited at where it is going. If he is as legit as he appears, the saying u have to kiss a couple of frogs to get to a prince is right! Omo with as many frogs as I've kissed in the past yr, I had to wash my mouth with Listerine Intensive mouthwash, and even with that, I can still smell my breath!

Anyway back to the topic...I dont want to marry a Naija man, I NEED to marry a Naija man. No offense to my sisters married to non Nigerian men but previous non Nigerian relationships and random dating encounters in the past recent weeks have shown me otherwise. I'm sorry I cant keep having to interpret what I mean what sha, jare and all that stuff means. I believe we are the world and in flashing a peace sign and world unity and all that, but God Himself knows the desires of my heart and that one includes a Nigerian man! Igbo would be awesome, Yoruba would be nice, Hausa...well where I go find dat one for Yankee, so that one no go work! My minority brodas are ok, I hear say Idoma men are tasty, so abeg all reading should apply! haha

I want a Naija man who knows and acknowledges his Naija side, as in one who can eat fufu with his fingers, yet I want a Naija man who can turn around and look good in a black tie event hence all agboros, omatas and area boys, carry yourself and go. I want a Naija man that knows why if Uncle Boniface is sick in the village, that phone call informing me of his sickness means donation! I want a Naija man who understands why I love the red sand in the East that covers the ground of my ancestors, even though it damages my shoes. A Naija man who knows "home" really does mean naija even after 20yrs here, and wants to have a "home" to go back to! A Naija man who wants his children speaking our language and knowing our ways. I want a Naija man who will sit in the kitchen and keep me comfy even as I attempt to prepare our food. I want a Naija man who will surprise me with breakfast in bed. I want a Naija man who will discuss politics with me, who will let me beat him in NFL Madden, who will travel the world with me. A Naija man who is man enough to shack Gulder (sorry to Stout&Star drinkers!), and man enough to realize he is a mere mortal, and has the fear of God. One who knows being a Christian is more than going to church on Sundays and lets his actions and ways be one that lets me feel comfortable having him as my head and covering!

A Naija man who knows the difference between confidence and cockiness, who doesnt come with wahala, but still has that gra gra that makes his presence known when he walks into a room. A Naija man who wont go crazy if Baby #1 and #2 arent male (my Igbo people u know how we are!). A Naija man who has a strong sense of family but whose parents arent the inlaws from hell who expect me to cook 3 different types of soup at every meal! I want a naija man who isnt jealous when eyes glance my way as I wear a hot sexy dress and break it down in the club to his delight! A Naija man who will be both a father and a daddy and realize there is a difference between both. One who will be a good role model for our sons and daughters, one who will be there when it counts and realizes that childhood is priceless! I want a naija man that is a hustler, yeah I want one with a degree but if you are sitting there waiting for your next promotion patiently, I'll gladly pass! That said I want a Naija man who isnt a "yahoo yahoo boy!" (abeg no to 419), and who isnt a wanted man due to his odu bizness with awon boys! I want a Naija man that doesnt feel threatened by my title and degree, who lets me be his wife, his partner, his lover and his friend. One who will go running with me when I pick up pounds after having our baby. A man who will "share my life and take me for what I am", who will please me in ways that wil make me feel I have no other option but to love and cater to him. A naija man who is able to touch me in ways I thought unimaginable, and make me discover untouched terrains. A Naija man whose needs I alone am allowed to feed and fulfil. One who will whisper sweet nothings in native languages that will make me melt in the bed at night as we touch, teach and tease...

I want a Naija man who might surprise me with a plane tix home to go see the folks! (LOL I know this is pushing it haha) but most importantly I want a Naija man that will love, respect and honor me, one who will keep my smile glowing and my happiness showing.

My Naija man where art thou? I'm right here waiting oooooooo

Growing up mixed in naija

2007-03-04T00:15:00.000-08:00

I was going to say "half-caste", but really we technically were not, we are 25% Lebanese(from my mom, sh's half, dad is full Igbo) but in naija, for all folks cared, we were all the same..."half-caste" My mom has 6 siblings, and they all have 5kids so there are 30 of us scattered all over Naija from Enugu to Jos to Lagos. My Granddad had some STRONG genes, just 25% and yet we ALL look alike, its scary, if u saw us, u would know instantly that we are related.

You see I spent my earlier childhood in Europe/US and moved back to naija when I was 11 going on 12. I didnt now what the big deal was, I really wanted to blend in, and felt like I was too light to fit into the society. All the kids were too quick to notice my siblings and I in schl, the girls always wanted to touch the long hair, the guys wanted to be my protectors by force. I resisted it, and the hrs I spent out in the sun was to no avail, my body was done producing all the melanin it could! Basically I hated being mixed till I started hanging around my cousins...kai!! My cousins knew the art of milking the Naija society for all the half-caste "opportunities" EVER! Especially the ones who lived in Lagos. I quickly noticed that when I visited them, we basically got into everywhere for free, and without waiting. I mean we never had an official Ikoyi Club membership, but they frequented that place like nobody's business. We would come deep too, at least 10 of us in the bus, sometimes as much as 15...who is really going to turn back a bus full of "half-caste" kids at the gate, not in lagos thats for sure!!

As I got into my early teen years, I started loving the attention we got everywhere we went, we got 1st class treatment at the restaurants, we got red carpet treatment even at the beach, when folks would move all their stuff just so we got the best spot. All the guys wanted to be my male cousins' friends, "so that it would boost their chance with the half-caste babes". My female cousins ran their schls and being very vocal, had a lot of haters as well, it was a sight to see, and a ton of fun, so I was there for every break. We would come into parties late and shut it down, all 10 of us, necks would be breaking to catch a glimpse. Lagos was on some serious Kolo mentality, its sad thinking about it. I mean we were pretty and handsome kids but it was the fairer skin and "soft, curly long hair", AND the pointed noses that I know caused the havoc. Even quiet lil me took advantage of it all,

to the chic who spent hundreds on us back then at Mr Biggs in order to get my cousin Habib (name changed)'s #, sorry I'm sure you realized the # was fake...no vex abeg!

Even in the village, our house was the happening spot sef! Grandpa had been adopted by my grandma's village back when she married him, so thats where the family house is built, and my uncles also have homes there. Whenever we all came for Xmas, it was like the circus had come to town! EVERYONE found a reason to stop by and greet the "Umu ocha" (white children) as my family was known as. Whenever we came to the village church, late as ever for Xmas service, and it was full inside, grown men would stand up so that lil ol me could sit down inside away from the sun!

Enugu was the worst sha, my cousins ran that town, it was much too small though and it didnt have the shindigs like Gidi did so I hardly went there. It is sad though how people "worshipped" people of mixed race in Nigeria. People on my father's side were too eager to show off their "royal whities", it was pitiful. By the time I was done with high schl, I was fed up with that life, came back to the US on a black power tip, wantd to grow a fro, so I chopped my waist length hair off. Coming from a family where no female has hair shorter than mid back length, you can imagine the horror! I was seen as the family rebel, with my mom, cousins and aunts calling me from Naija expressing utter disapproval and telling me it was my crown and jewel! I did grow it back eventually but it was only because I wanted a change after a few years. Sometimes I wonder just how much growing up mixed in naija affected us all. It seemed like we were never seen as individuals, it was always "that half-caste family", "umu ocha", "Ndi Lebani", "Umu Habib" as Habib(name changed) was my grand dad's name. Last time I went, things had changed but not really, jaws still dropped when we went to functions, and the female cousins who arent married have their pick of fine suitors from a list of who is who in Nigeria, who appear to be desperate for a pretty trophy wife to rock on their arms.

The last time in Lagos some guy called me "hey pretty halfcaste chic", and I was totally disappointed and checked him on it. I consider myself Nigerian, I dont deny my Lebanese heritage, my grandfather was the sweetest man ever, and he told us many stories of his homeland, and we are all planning on visiting soon as a group. But "half-caste" is not and shouldnt be my main identity!

Brief update

2007-02-12T12:49:00.000-08:00

I've been gone for eternity it seems, had too many personal issues to deal with and was to busy being a friend. I dont think Emeka and I will be in a relationship for a while if ever. Fate is cruel, Emeka lost his baby bro in a car accident while he was visiting Nigeria end of Jan! The boy was only 23yrs old, his right hand, his side kick, his ace. Seeing a grown man cry, cry as in shed tears, sobbing and shaking is something I've never really seen much of. Its completely depressing, I flew down to see him a few days ago and he looks like a completely different person. They lived together, and since their dad passed away when they were kids, he was like a big-brother/father figure. He left for Naija yesterday and I can only pray that God gives him strength, I cant imagine dealing with something like that.
So now that I've succeeded in dampening my spirits, I'll have to take a break and be back today or tomorrow with something better. Actually I need to talk about my brother and his version of Maury show "He is not the father" that also happened in Jan!

Enough of men!

2007-01-24T22:16:00.000-08:00

Ok I'm a lil down about men and the male species, stuff that has happened to me and folks I know, so I'm not going to talk about men for a min. Sigh, some are really sick, stoooooooopid bastards!!!

I think I want my next post to focus of me, my family and background, I think its pretty unique and different from most Nigerians, and I'd love to share!!

More on last weekend

2007-01-19T10:23:00.000-08:00

Sigh so the lil kid from yesterday died, the sad thing is that after a while in medicine, you see a number of deaths, you sort of become desensitized to it all. You see the parents screaming and wailing as you tell them the sad news, and see the pain in their eyes, but you cant feel the pain. 2secs later, you are eating your sandwich, and 2hrs later you're grateful to go home, so you can soak your feet and rest, maybe pop in a movie, and get comfy. Basically life continues...

Sorry had to digress but back to last weekend

Basically we stole the spotlight at the party. I mean not tooting my own horn but I'm a bad dancer, as in I won all the talent competitions from elementary schl till college, I was in all the dance groups, I can hold it down! So DJ starts playing this hiphop-dancehall mix, and I was windng, and making things move in directions that even surprised me. It was one of those where the fellas figured no point even stepping up, so they just observed from afar, well all except Emeka. I guess he felt like he had a thing to prove, so basically we had a dance off, and home boy can dance ooooo! After almost an hr of this, we were tired, and him and I decided to go chill in one of the booths and have a sip of bubbly. By 3am, I was so comfortable with him that I was actually ok with him holding my hand, and me leaning on his shoulder. He wanted to know if "he turned out to be everything I thought he would be", I told him, he was "kinda alright, not bad", to which we both laughed. I was being rather vague and flirty and loved the effect I had on him :) By the time my girls were ready to go, they had to literally drag me into the car because Emeka and I were saying our goodbyes outside for 30mins, the whole time he had me in an embrace. His eyes are the piercing kind, I felt uncomfortable with him being that close to me, and just talkin to me, it seemed like his eyes were inquiring into my soul, trying to take it all in, it was crazy. The whole time I was thinking "just kiss me, this is torture", but instead I just smiled, and gave 1 word answers to his many questions. My silly girls decided to honk the horn real loud, at which point he gave me a tight hug, and a big fat one on the lips. He told me to call him once we got back to the house which was a 30mins drive. I did, only to spend another hr on the phone, and we only got off because he had to be back in the hospital in 3hrs and needed to take a quick nap. I told him he was silly for letting me cut into his sleeping time since he had planned earlier on leaving the party early. He told me he had a wonderful time, and that he had to see me again.

So that was it, didnt see him Sunday since he was working, and havent talked to him much this week since we've both been extremely busy with work, and our wierd schedules. He left me a voicemail yesterday saying he really wanted to talk to me, and I plan on calling him tonight when I get off. I ran into Dr O in the hospital caf this morning, and he smiled and said, it sounds like i've a busy life, as I had been super incognito, and that maybe we can catch up soon. I told him yeah, stuff had been coming up, and that he knows my digits, so he can hit me up, I've Sunday off.

So thats where I am right now. Almost a week later, and I'm still basically trying to quench the fire Emeka lit last Sat! What do I say when I call? I must say the chemistry we had was insane, and he's such an eloquent handsome nerd, I like that!

I'm Naija now, dont blame me!!

2007-01-18T02:17:00.000-08:00

I operate on NP time, shey u remember your parents taking you to Ngozi's 1pm birthday party at 7pm, sorry its inborn, so I'm only just updating this shege!

Aaaah this weekend was fire ooo, infact my right brain was telling my left "omoge u fine o", that even my blood vessels were sachayin their way through my body. It was that kind of good. So my sis and the crew got in Friday as soon as we can, and then the rest of them spent the next 3hrs tryng to get me ready for my date! Infact you would have thought I was going for Ms World contest the way the thing was shacking them. I think sis has alterior motives, E be like say Emeka don pad her pocket finish, or maybe both of them wan use me do 419. Actually I think its because she is looking for someone with her to move to this little town that her fiance and Emeka live in. Sha na so we do am, by the time he showed up, home girl was on point, all that remained was for me to carry my stethoscope, so that I can check his heart beat when he saw me. Me sef I was sort of scared, cause you know I had seen pics and heard from the grape vines that he was hot, but you know how some people too think Seal the singer is hot, so that term is very subjective. Sha the bobo was fine kai, and not just that, he was the 6'3 that he claimed to be! Infact as soon as I saw him through the peephole, I ran back into the bathroom, and had to put on a lil bit more sexy fragrance for goodluck! Plus he can dress o, you should have seen us together, we looked like we should be on the cover of something! So the date was great, got to catch up over dinner, and later on went to a live jazz club. My silly sister had asked him what time he would be bringing me back, and he said at a respectable hr, and can u imagine he took me home at 2am :( I mean I wasnt ready for the date to end, we hugged, and he gave me a peck on the lips (no tongue action my friends), he was a gentleman the whole way. Gave me a wink, a huge smile and said he'd see me later Sat at the party. I said "goodnight handsome", in my head of course abeg I've a rep to maintain, and realized that I needed to change outfits for tomorrow, because this one na fire!

Sat, we ran to the mall in the afternoon in search of a hot red dress, initially I had planned on wearing a sexy top and jeans for the party but Meckus calls for a hot red dress cause "there's fire on the mountain, run run run!!!" Found the perfect dress, even had my makeup done at the mall, hair full of loose bouncy curls, all ready to make my entrance at the shindig! Of course we were planning on going late, it was an exclusive affair, and we were already rolling in 6 FOINE girls deep so we planned on turning heads. Party started at 10pm, and was scheduled to run all night, we got there at 12:30am, only after we got the phone call that it was seriously packed by midnight. DJ was my sister's friend, so we had already told him to announce us once he saw us come in, and he did, it was crazy! See haters oooo, I love my naija people sha! Of course we walked in there like it was nothing, just smiling, and looking left to right. I spotted Emeka as soon as we came there, and he was standing with 3 other friends, of course I knew I had to acknowledge him, stroke his ego a little bit, especially since his friends were looking at me with eyes bigger than Obasanjo's own! So I walked over, smiled and gave him a hug, at which point he whispered, "You are looking gorgeous, beautiful". Now was the time for me to do my own "askoh" (remember that term?), so I said loudly for his friends to hear, "let me go say hello to folks, I'll catch up with you later", and walked away feling the intense heat rays and vibe from him. Every strut I took away from his side set off fireworks I tell you!

Dang ok, sorry my pager is going off, code blue in hospital, aaaah wahala tonight o, update later peeps

2 more days!!

2007-01-10T00:52:00.000-08:00

Yeahh I'm excited, went shopping, tried my clothes, I feel sooo sexy! Ladies you know that feeling when you know you look good, and you walk into a room and all eyes are on you, but you act like you dont notice, and just smile around, and look pretty...hehe that will be me all weekend! Yes o

Didnt call Dr O yet, he called again, I'll call tomorrow, and then let him know I'll be out of town this weekend, keep it brief. If he really wants to talk, I stay 10mins away! Haba its not that hard now abi?

Ok folks I'll be incognito till Monday after I come back to say all about my lovely weekend will go. Chemistry or not, I'm going to lay my charm, nothing to lose, he'll be having dreams of me in my heels and sexy dress even after I'm gone, charming smile, hair loose blowing in the wind as I'm struting my stuff! Omo its on!

Patience is a good thing

2007-01-09T05:24:00.000-08:00

That I'm finally learning especially when dealing with men. Dr O called 3x my caller id shows, and left one looong message. Dude will have to come harder than that, I might return the call tomorrow depending on my mood.
So I called Emeka last night, didnt want to, didnt want to show any desperado moves abi my naija sistas. I ended up leaving a voicemail saying I was just calling to say hello, call me whenever. Then I start thinking wait, wasnt I the one who called him 2 nights ago, lol who's keeping track, prob not him, but can you blame me, I am feMALE after all! Within 5mins, my silly behind had decided that ok maybe he's asleep, but if he doesnt all me tomorrow, he can kiss us meeting up this weekend goodbye! Basically all it took was 5mins for me to crucify him, and all it took was an hr for him to call me back! I should have known he was out watching the football championship game, as my silly behind had it on when I called! Another big no no, females dont call a guy, especially when sporting events are on! I must say though a smile crept on my face, as he explained himself, dont you just love that, a guy who does that when he doesnt have to, if all men were like that life would be wonderful! Another plus, he called back late even though I knew surgery rounds in the hospital was 5hrs later, but he obviously thought my call was SO important that he could sacrifice time (albeit 4mins lol) instead of waiting till the next day! Mind you if he's doing this now and he hasnt met me. after I lay my charm down this weekend, I feel sorry for the bobo o!

Infact ladies I have to do a men 101, and list what has worked for me recently. Folks think the way to a man's heart is thru his stomach and food is good, but that isnt only it. Sure you are thinking open close for bedroom, but even that one sef go expire eventually abi? On a serious tip, I'm just saying personality goes a long way. Take for example the tone of your voice: never sound mad, even when you are unless its MAJOR kata kata. No man wants an environment wey go dey do am like Biafra war. Even if your akara is the best in town, if he knows he has to fight to get it, he'll stick to hamburger. If you create a place of peace and serenity, he'll keep coming back. Us women we like to open mouth too much sometimes sha, its ok to gossip with your girls, or say your problems, but remember men are "problem solvers". Dont always tell your man your problem because he'll try to solve it, you'll get mad at his suggestion, and he in turn will be mad that you arent taking his advice, and then right there wahala starts. Women on the other hand, we tell our friends stuff, and get the "eeyah" "ewooo, sorry"and "God dey" that we really want to hear. Realize men arent like that.

Also it amazes me how many Naija women are quick to ask the guy they are dating "how far" after 1 or 2 dates. Making everything seem like a business negotiation, no be like dat at all. You've to learn how to keep a happy, cheerful spirit, sound like an "air head" if you must, better than for him to feel like SSS is interrogating him. Instead of a "I've been trying to reach you, is it now that you are returning my call", give a "heey whats up! how you been, guess what I did today". It shows him that you have a life outside of him, and arent jumping every sec your phone rings, which we both know you are! Dont be as generous with your compliments especially in the initial stages, because he tells you that you are beautiful, doesnt mean you have to let him know he's handsome. Just throw a cute smile, and say thanks, and carry on. Have him fish deep in the Niger to try to figure out what he'll have to say to get you going. Every now and then say "oh you are such great guy" or "someone who makes plans and follows through, I like that" in response to some big plan he's talking about (shey u know naija men always have some big business plan or another, of course we are hoping its not odu related). Compliment him on the taste of his watch or his shoes or his gadgets. He'll think I think she kinda likes me, but isnt quite sure the extent of the like.

Sha more to come on this, remember this is for younger professional en, not Okonkwo the village headmaster, that one all you've to do is pound yam and correct vegetable, and say some "dahhlang" and "sweeerie", and he'll be in heaven. After this weekend, I'll post "how to woo a man in 1 weekend by just being "a lady" without serving cookies and milk!" lol but dis one na serious talk!
countdown till fri, Emeka isnt ready for the GREAt mess he's about to put himself in just yet!

New dude :)

2007-01-07T05:29:00.000-08:00

I know
I know
its been a week, way overdue!
actually writin this from my pocketpc in the hospital!
I promise a real update in the next day or so
For now though, ladies and men, kiss on the 1st date yes or no?
Guys, if you are really feeling a female, how do you know if its ok to kiss her or not? as in to make sure she isnt backing away, and you know your breath isnt funky!
Yeah so someone else is sort of in the mix now, luckily he's out of town. Takes my mind of Dr O for now. Its my sister's fiance's friend, and though we've spent the last like 10days talking on the phone, we're meeting up this weekend! Sister's fiance is having a bday party and so I'm flying in for it, so it should be rather interesting! I figure what the heck, never put all your eggs in 1 basket :) So introducing Emeka!
Yup he's a doctor, whats with me and all these doctors, I'd much prefer an engineer, I hear they are technical with their hands...I kid! lol
Stats:

33yrs (3 up on me, hmmm)

cardiothoracic surgeon (maybe he'll save my heart! lol)

Igbo (I havent dated Naija period in the past 3yrs, and already in a mth, 2 Igbo men, God dey o!)
Attractive
says he's 6'3, we know yall men lie, so he's prob 6'0, I'm 5'9, not ideal but alright, I can hang! lol
Charming personality
grew up here, spent couple yrs of high schl in Naija.

rest of stats will be updated after the trip!

Party is sat, but we're hanging out fri for sure, and of course I made sure to book a late sunday flight just in case! Dude sounds hella sexy on the phone, pics are on point, he has called me everyday for past 10days, esp when Dr O has been too busy for me! and my sis says I'll absolutely love him. Dr O has been confusing me lately so I've kinda chilled on him, I dont chase dudes sorry!

Hehe I'm excited!!
Pager is going off, gotta run!!

Happy New Yr!

2006-12-31T13:53:00.000-08:00

Hey there everyone, wishing you all the best 2007 has to offer in life, faith, God, finances, emotional and mental stability, and PEACE OF MIND!! So much to say, so little time, I'm working tonight New Years eve:( I guess sick folks dont like holidays! Dr O is off for a few days visiting fam, an ex stopped by unannounced 2days ago, my sister got proposed to, a patient died, another patient looks like they wont be making it, Saddam was executed, Barrack Obama became president. Oooh ok, I got a lil carried away on the last part! Well this 1st week of Jan is probably going to be one of my most difficult ones in a while, and Jan will be a crazy crazy schedule, but I'll have to touch on the stories I mentioned ASAP, or I'll go mad!! I need TLC, Dr O come back now!!!!

More Christmas update

2006-12-25T14:55:00.000-08:00

I hope everyone is enjoying a wonderful blessed holiday, I'm still on a high from yesterday and cant seem to get myself to do anything. My sisters and cousins have been waiting for me all day, and at this point if I get there before 8pm, they should be happy. Dr O went back to work tonight, and what makes it worse is he's on call! In the case of taking surgery call, he's pretty much going to be in there for 30+hrs! Now what this means is that I wont hear from him till more than likely early Wed. Now I go back to work tomorrow, but what do I look like running to another dept to sneak a peek at him, it'll only mess me up for the rest of the day, and I need to stay focused for my patients **sigh**

So last night, we watched an old time classic, Coming to America, and we had a blast with it, we spent the whole movie, imitating everything, we were almost in tears by the time it was done, I've not had so much innocent fun in a loooong time, it was too cute!! If I thought any less of him in the past 3weeks since we officially met, it got wipped away, and even if nothing comes out of this, I'll be happy with the way last night went. I wish I had time to go into detail about that one date I mentioned, but it'll take me an hr so I'll summarize :) Basically he picked me up for a night of dinner, arcades and karaoke, and turns out this boy does have hidden talents! He used to be the lead singer of his church's choir (yup CHURCH...he's a GOOD boy...yesssssss) back in his late teen years, and he dedicated the song to me...awwwww. Then we took me home, thanked me for a lovely date, kissed my hand, gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and a nice bear hug. Can we say awwwwwww.

Ok well back to last night, by the time he left my place, it was 6am, and he had to be in at work at 3pm, so he went home to crash, told me he'd send me a text message later tonight, since he cant use the phone. I walked him to the door, and probably spent a min starring at each other, just holding hands, words unspoken just the endearing silence as our eyes connected and smiled at each other. Just when I couldnt take it any more, I blurted out "A penny for your thoughts", and he flashed a smile, with a dentition so perfect, I couldnt help grinning ear to ear, as he hugged me tight, and planted one on me!!! Yes we finally did kiss on the mouth ooooo. Those juicy lips set mine on fire, and I can still see the smoke coming from them till now!! See how that one kiss was making my body go gbiji gbiji like mumu!! Kai this is serious, worrrahelll is this, abi na jazz dis bobo dey use?? LOL of course not, but thats how I felt, I closed the door, and watched his car drive away from my window, and fell down to the couch, and stayed there till a few hrs ago.

Maybe I'm just not used to "good" guys, maybe I'm not used to someone genuinely liking you, maybe I'm just "man-deprieved", but whatever it is, I feel like I'm sooo gone! My phone is going off now, its a text message "hey cutie, hope ur smiling, just thinking of u, and I'm flashing a huge smile. A penny for your thoughts? hahahaha" Yes he sent me a text!!! So I'm responding back with a "hey handsome, where did u get that fantastic smile from :) " Yup I'm a flirt, my people would call me a natural born one, but this one is genuine sha, me likes :)

Someone pls tell me I'm not going crazy, its been only 3 weeks since I've known this guy, and only 2 weeks since we've had some for of daily communication, and I've only had 2 real dates with him, what is this? Like its not lust, I actually hope something will come out of this, and I want to take it slow and make sure it works out, have him chase me, have him WANT ME! Make him want me? Make him be "my personal Dr"lol but u get it right? 2007 looks very promising, maybe this Valentine's day I'll have a real Valentine, and not lousy gifts from exes that are buggaboos! Pray for me oooooo, I really want this to work out!!!

Merry Christmas!!! I think I'm in Like...

2006-12-24T21:13:00.000-08:00

with a fine man by the name of Dr O. Yup yup, I think I'm in LIKE! lol no really, he's over now, and we spent Christmas eve together, and its been lovely, we cooked dinner together, ate, and just sat down and talked about our lives...too innocent, too cute, he didnt pull a move! Didnt try anything, instead he pulled me close at midnight, and kissed me on my forehead!! My forehead...kai, this naija man has style, and whispered, "Merry Christmas" in my ear. I almost melted, as in, you could have used me then to fry meat, my inside turned into mush, like butter o! I had to behave myself, and I'm still shaking inside. Infact I told him i had to email my cousin, and thats why I'm on here, but I had ot get away from him for a sec. We're about to watch a movie, and so I gotta run...

I thank God for the birth of Jesus Christ, I pray you take time to thank Him too
I thank Him for this man, I dont know what it is, or how he does it, but he's eating me away bit by bit, and I'm a tough cookie but this is serious!!

Just my luck!

2006-12-19T14:41:00.000-08:00

Here I was all excited to talk about my date with Dr O, till a little incident happened last night while at work!! Of course lil fine man had to have a lil drama attached to his name, after all no be man again? lol Ok so its old news that nurses are overworked, understaffed and ready to snap, its also old news that most of the time, a lot of us have to beg to get them to attend to our patients. Plus I'm not a hot MALE Dr, it seems they keep running after their tails around here, maybe its the power, prestige and $$ factor. Fine and all, so there is this Naija female nurse on my floor, young female, she's prob 27max or something close. You know the typical light skinned Igbo chic, infact lets call her Nkiruka or Nikiru as she goes by here. Here I was thinking we could be "friends" as per the whole "my sista" Naija factor, so I would go out of my way to be nice and all that. In the past 3 weeks, na so this Nikiru has been doing one kind, I think I even caught her "eyeing" me sef last week. No qualms, you cant make everyone like you, but haba now! Ok I finally got the gist of the whole story last night! You see me and Kendra (another nurse) were having a lil woman-to-woman talk aka gossip last night, and basically Nikiru don open leg for Dr O before! Yup they have slept together in the past, basically she had fallen for him in the past, and he wasnt interested Eventually he took advantage of her for a few months, and had been avoiding her for the last few months, before I came in the picture. Now she has labeled me a "man snatcher". Kai, a whole me o! As if na me send am to dey dash milk anyhow!

I cant hate on Dr O, this happened before I came into the picture, but I will have to watch him from a distance, and I will have to be careful of this Nikiru chic, cause me I no like wahala at all. Momsie always says that men are wahala, and if you can deal with it, much props to you. I think I can handle this one, its not major drama afterall. Dr O and I havent got into the stage of really discussing old relationships in detail just yet, especially since I dont feel like teling him about Kunle, Raj, Emeka especially. Its much too fresh for that, besides that date was truly exceptional for a 1st date, and I'm seriously feeling the bobo now o. Plus its Dec, we're both here working for Christmas, and snow is in the forecast :) I'll talk about my romantic date in my next post!!

How much of a person's past do u consider when getting into something new. If the person cheated b4, and is now supposedly a new person, should that be an issue? how much should u tell about your exes to your new "potential"??

This Dr O is kinda hot

2006-12-16T03:20:00.000-08:00

I believe...
I'm starting to like Dr O, not that its hard to do considering he is a tall glass of butter pecan with whipped cream and cherry on top! Even if nothing comes out of this, I need to make sure we take a ton of pictures, so I can add him to my collection of foine azz men I've dated. His features are so well defined, from his pointed nose that I can imagine my lips will be gracing pretty soon. He has full eyebrows, and gosh those eyes, its almost like he's starring right thru me. My 6'3'' eye candy, well not quite mine, but thats the plan, make him mine but in a way that makes him feel I'm doing him a favor. Lets get this straight here, I do not chase... after the ball that is, I merely serve it back gracefully, batting my eyebrows and flashing a smile all the while.

I play games, I'll admit it, I think we all should in the initial stage of dating. It makes things a lot more interesting, and it gives you time to figure this person out. Take for example last night, Dr O wanted to go out for dinner and drinks, sounds great right? Yeah well except for the fact that he called me at 6pm, wanting to go out at 8pm...NO NO NO Even for his fine self, I will not bend my rules, you plan dates, and he knew I had the weekend off, because I told his foine self 5days ago, but he obviously didnt get the hint soon enough! So I declined his wonderful offer, and said I already had something planned, he sounded slightly disappointed, and asked about today, and I said I would be available. I asked him what he has planned, but he just said to "bring my pretty self out and leave the rest to him". So yup, I'm actually excited, you see now this is a planned date!

Ladies dont drop your standards and settle for less than you are worth. Ok so what if I lied, as it stands I did nothing last night, instead I went over to my lil sister's place, who had no problem kicking me out an hr later cause her silly bf was coming over. Lil sister is dipping her chocolate butt in vanilla these days, she claims they get excited by her exoticness, and are content with sucking her toes. Plus they arent as scared of the V word, not like "saint" Gbenga with his "baby make I open door small" comment. My poor lil sister is scared of naija men now, so I'm trying to bring her back to her roots. Now if I can get Dr O to bring me back to mine, with his foine Igbo self. I can picture our traditional wedding now, with his soft, lucious lips drinking the palm wine I present to him. Excuse me for gettin carried away but I've to admit this lonely ish is starting to get to me, especially when my cousin Ada whom I'm at least 4yrs older than just had baby #2. I need to get my oven heated, and start baking my cookies before NEPA takes light!! LMAO, but for real!

So no hospital call this weekend, no crazy parents, just a date with a "potential", so what should I wear, hmmm how much fire do I want to start??

Naija man

2006-12-12T21:39:00.000-08:00

Ok like any other naija woman (over the age of 20! lol), I'm confronted daily with the "have you found a man?" questions by friends, family, wellwishers AND haters :) So here I am 30, a doctor, and so you can imagine just how hard it is. I was in a long term relationship in college, and medical school never left me with any time to date. When I did go on date, I met a lot of crazy guys, and insecure ones, there were some nice ones, but they were much too nice, its no fun dating a guy who even thinks your farts are a gift from God...lets get real!

Now dont get me wrong, I dont want to get married today or tomorrow, but I want to be in a good relationship with a nice guy, who makes me all giggly, and who truly loves and respects me.

A few weeks ago, I realized that there were a good number of YOUNG, good-looking black men in my hospital. Dont ask me how, this building is 15floors, and they have all been hiding out in Surgery!! Now imagine my delight when I smiled at the cutie among them, with my teeth looking like I should be a Colgate brand! Imagine my surprise when I looked at his badge and it said "Obiora O" Naija man ooooo, plus he's Igbo oo, my parents will be so proud!!! especially after Ghanaian Kwaku I brought to dinner last time LOL So here I am, with her heart skipping a beat, trying to keep my composure with Dr O, as he extends a hand and a smile, and introduces himself. I thank God that I actually did something with my hair today, I was looking on point, and I know he noticed! Come to find out, he had gone to college with a couple of Nigerian friends of mine, and you know I used that to my advantage! A couple of phone calls later to them, and I got all the scoop i needed. I went from red to yellow to green light and now you can say yours truly and Dr O are "dating", "talking" or whatever. He's actually a nice guy, and his voice makes great bedtime talk, and its been exciting catching steal glances at me walking down the hallway, especially when those darn nurses keep starring...If only they knew! I'm still waiting for a bombshell though, for him to mention a child he had with some baby mama, or some ex drama. My naija sistahs scare me, and I no want wahala o. Its good to know say he has papers too, so no be say he wan use me becos of pali :)

So we'll see about Dr O...right now a sister is on call, and my little patients need to be checked.

The life and times of a Naija woman

2006-12-10T19:50:00.000-08:00

I'm a 30yr old Naija woman trying to make it in the USA. I was Born in NYC, and raised in Europe and Lagos, Nigeria. A product of a broken home, with an Igbo father and a mother who is Igbo and Lebanese. I am also a pediatrician by profession and curently dating and taking applications.
Just the life and times of me, a Naija woman, some stuff that will be posted here has been twisted for sakes of remaining anonymous, you may call me Phantom.