I haven’t updated you much on my sister (Tayters—that’s my nickname for her, not just a blog nickname) aside from details of her engagement ceremony and wedding. She’s been living in Lagos with her husband (TT) since April and she doesn’t seem to be in a rush to come back to Canada. Who can blame her: she’s with her husband and you know what newlyweds are like! It’s a slower-paced life so far because she’s not working yet, so she’s had time to read, watch a tv series or two, set up her new home, and learn to cook Nigerian dishes! I’m impressed by how much she’s increased her Nigerian cooking repertoire through phone calls to my mom and YouTube.
One cute thing that Tayters and TT do that I’m sure most newlyweds do is they remember every little milestone in their story. They celebrate their monthly wedding “anniversaries” and the night before their three-month wedding “anniversary” this month, TT brought home a cake to be enjoyed the following day. Yesterday was the one-year anniversary of their introduction ceremony and they both remembered it. It’s a sign that things are going well when they both remember these events.
TT spoils my sister by bringing home little treats for her. She’s always been such an appreciative person so I’m sure her appreciation is part of the reason he treats her so often. And if I may toot our horns, our parents raised us to be grateful for small things, so even though the treat might be a jar of chin chin or some Pringles, you’d think it was jewelry or something based on our enthusiasm.
Thanks to Viber and Whatsapp, we talk nearly every day (when PHCN isn’t foiling our plans!), and I get to see pictures of her daily life. TT also keeps in touch with me through Viber and that’s allowed me to see his caring side: for example, he messaged me when he was worried that Tayters had an eye infection and wanted to know the best way for them to treat it. The three of us voice or video chat sometimes, and it’s cute to see and hear them banter. They seem very happy with one another and God is definitely blessing their union.
How I know my sister has adjusted: her body is covered in mosquito bites but she doesn’t complain about it, she no longer mentions the heat and in fact very surprisingly she told TT recently that she was feeling COLD! In Nigeria! A challenge she shared is how hard it was to go from living at home and only cooking a couple of times a week (because our mom is a fantastic cook and there are plenty of options if one decides not to cook), to cooking multiple daily meals up to seven days a week. Even though she has the time, there isn’t a wide range of ingredients that are readily available within walking distance of their home. Tayters and my mom both love variety in their meals, whereas I can eat the exact same meal for months in a row without complaining. So eating poundo, eba, beans, and rice gets a bit repetitive for my sister.
I’ve asked her repeatedly to please start a blog chronicling her new life but she skillfully ignores me like little sisters can do—frustrating! Even though I talk to her almost every day I would still read her musings about life in Nigeria—I’m hoping to eventually wear her down…if I start a petition I hope you’ll sign it. ;)