I can't believe it. I am blogging!!!
I used to wonder how anyone who blogged had the time to do so. Why did they feel they had so much to say? Where did they get inspiration from? What did they talk about? And even worse, who reads this stuff, especially those blogs that were all technical and needed a dictionary translation - na wa? Who has the time? But people do enjoy these blogs, and I joined the blogging revolution just last week.
I had googled 2 words calabar and land, when I came across calabargal2's blog as one of the selections. Out of interest, I started to read and it was actually quite funny. I found myself moving on to omoge4life's blog, and consequently someone called Jeremy, then Mandy Brown Ojugbana's - now that really sparked interest as I remember her from way back in the day, then toksie, and on it went. Now I have some faves which I read everyday, but tops for me which gave me 'belly' laughs had to be Mr Fineboy. His rendition of his previous job as a security guard had me in fits. Read here. (Oh my goodness, my first link!!! - hope it works)
So my top 4 faves so far have to be Mr Fineboy, Toksie, 9jamommy, calabargirl2. There are more, but I read these regularly.
Because of this, I decided to join this blogging revolution and have some fun doing it. Hope people enjoy reading the blogs.
Let me introduce myself. I am a thirty-something year old naija woman based in London, having a certain nostalgia for Nigeria from time to time (which was quenched somewhat by my visit in October 2005, but that is another story for later). I love and appreciate most nigerian things, esp the food. Come to my home, and you'd see naija VCDs galore, enter kitchen and you will find onugbu, ugwu, iru, palm oil , bitter leaf, oha etc... men I am getting hungry. I cook a mean edikainkong soup,but I digress.
I am married to a wonderful man (8 years now), and have 2 wonderful kids. I work full-time in my profession, doing the daily commute into the West End with countless other Londoners, through squashed trains and tubes and walking really fast like the office is running away or something. BTW, why is everyone so impatient in London, we're pushing, shoving and prodding each other ; if the person in front happens to be slow, God help them. I will never forget being pregnant and having to do the daily commute in the summer !!!! Men, it took every ounce of strength to reach maternity leave O!
Anyway that is me in a nutshell. Hope to have fun in blogsville. Later
