This the first month that I can say the winter weather is finally behind us—I’m so thankful for this! God brought many other reasons to be thankful in April; read on to find out what I’m talking about.
- April 6 is a special day for our family: two years ago on that date, my sister and her husband got married, and one year ago on that date my nephew was born—a child is a pretty great first wedding anniversary gift, if you ask me! ;)
- I’m thankful for health: on Easter Monday I went to the hospital and when I was released several hours later it was with Continue reading
I’ve talked about Yoruba names that make it hard to live abroad before but it’s been almost four years and there are more names to add to the list. From my earlier list, Bimbo is definitely the most challenging name because of the negative meaning behind the word bimbo , at least in North America, but I’d love to hear how the Bimbos in the house handle this. I know one who goes by his full name (Abimbola); maybe some shorten it to Bim? More Yoruba names that cause confusion or mispronunciation outside of Nigeria. Funke This is misprounced as funky or funk (silent e). I guess it’s not a bad thing for someone to think you’re funky, but if they think you’re in a funk, that’s not so cool. Joke This is the name of one of my favourite cousins but obviously North Americans reading it will think it’s … Continue reading
(This is kind of a continuation of What’s in a name?.) When my parents were deciding what to name the precious daughter that turned out to be me, my mom told me they decided to give me a Yoruba first name so that I would always have a tie to my heritage, no matter where in the world I ended up. My two middle names are also Yoruba, and they were given to me by my paternal grandfather and maternal grandmother. My parents hadn’t planned to raise their children in North America: my father had received a scholarship from the Nigerian government to study abroad, and the deal was when he was finished his schooling, the government would bring him and his family back home. However things had changed by the time my dad had finished his degrees, and the government was no longer able to honour their part of … Continue reading
I’m sorry, I’m still working on my letter to my future husband. I had a certain format in mind but after reading it over I decided I didn’t like it very much. I’ll finish it soon and post it when it’s all sorted out. Sorry about that!
I grew up accustomed to censorship in the media, where polite reminders would be given when the evening news decided to show (rare) images of dead people on tv. As a result, any time I come across a grotesque picture on a blog by accident (I greatly appreciate bloggers who provide warnings of what is to come so I can leave beforehand), I feel physically sick. I’m referring to pictures of people who were killed and tossed into mass graves, people who were recently found suffocated, the woman in Lagos who was killed by her husband, and most recently the guy who committed suicide, pictures that have circulated this year, which thankfully I have avoided seeing for the most part. I understand that a picture is worth a thousand words and I know for some there’s a fascination or curiosity about seeing the aftermath of a tragedy but sometimes I … Continue reading
I can’t believe it’s September already! This year will be over in a flash. A blogger got this from Cosmo magazine: Itching to work with: Onada, Afrolicious and Seye. I want them to teach me all they know about photography, web design and web development respectively. Listening to: the hum of the air conditioner in my office. Driving: a 1997 Chevrolet Cavalier part of the time and taking the bus or walking the rest of the time. I need to get my own car! Shopping fix: I’d like to shop in New York City one day, but first I want a body that can find stuff in any store that catches its fancy. In the meantime, there are two or three stores that I spend my money at. Signature scent: Nina by Nina Ricci. It’s beautiful, and feminine without being too flowery or cloying. I love it and get compliments … Continue reading