WHY I CAN’T STOP GUSHING OVER THE SEX SCENES IN NORMAL PEOPLE.

And instead I am mostly blown (still blown) by what was offered throughout the show, understanding that sex is more than just surface level and is instead a mesh work of other factors and continuous consent every step of the way!

WHY I CAN’T STOP GUSHING OVER THE SEX SCENES IN NORMAL PEOPLE.

Corona Virus Quarantine Day #46: Teacher Appreciation: May 4, 2020

Corona Virus Quarantine Day #46: May 4, 2020 Today my guest writer is the sweet hearted, hard working, handsome almost 10 year old…Cooper Dorsey! Today we ate breakfast and started school.  First I had math and then I did my specialty project.  I am doing the state of Massachusetts.  I am most excited about seeing […]

Corona Virus Quarantine Day #46: Teacher Appreciation: May 4, 2020

Corona Virus Quarantine Day #46: Teacher Appreciation: May 4, 2020

Corona Virus Quarantine Day #46: May 4, 2020 Today my guest writer is the sweet hearted, hard working, handsome almost 10 year old…Cooper Dorsey! Today we ate breakfast and started school.  First I had math and then I did my specialty project.  I am doing the state of Massachusetts.  I am most excited about seeing […]

Corona Virus Quarantine Day #46: Teacher Appreciation: May 4, 2020

Liebster Award -#1

Bloggers are a funny bunch of humanoids. They write a ton, and read a lot. Sometimes, they scour the web for new content to consume, and even give themselves awards for this stuff.
So, as you might have guessed, I recently got nominated for the “Liebster Award”– a recognition of bloggers by other bloggers.

I was nominated by a fellow blogger Macrine Jangu…big fat Thank you

Rules for this award are ->

  1. Thank the blogger who nominated you, and provide a link to their blog.
  2. Answer the 11 questions given to you.
  3. Share 11 facts about yourself.
  4. Nominate 5-11 other bloggers.
  5. Ask your nominees 11 questions.
  6. Notify your nominees once you have uploaded your post.

Question Time!

11 facts about me

I get scaring-ly weird sometimes.

I’m an over sharer.( if that even exists); I give too much of most things.

I love to travel. I’d like to have a stone from every town on my shelf.

I haven’t discovered my favorite food yet.

I love Chemistry ‘ cause hunnay, we’re a galvanic cell. Can’t you feel the electricity flowing between us?

I do not know my favorite food yet

I love poetry

I’m a mystic.

I love fashion and life.

I am a blogger❤

What I was asked

  1. Which celebrity do you get mistaken for? I have never been mistaken for a celebrity because of how I look, instead it has been for how I dress, and the vibes I carry with me. Stella Nyanzi, Maya Angelou and all the other celebrities you think about when you read me😂
  2. When you have 30 minutes of free-time, how do you pass the time? Read things I’ve saved offline or rest in bed,with my favorite songs.
  3. What would you name the autobiography of your life?
    Messes and Miracles, Thankful-mess, I don’t know😁

  4. What songs are included on the soundtrack to your life? The list is long, we can have Smile by Ochuka, Fix you by Cold Play, Stay Tru,’ by Mereba, Kinfolk by Mereba, Mivko ft Kofi Olomide.

  5. Have you ever had something happen to you that you thought was bad but it turned out to be for the best?
    **stops for a breath** plays Microdosing by 070Shake.

  6. What was one of the best parties you’ve ever been to? I don’t like to party, but this must be my 18th birthday.

  7. What was the last movie, TV show or book that made you cry or tear up? Schindler’s List broke me.

  8. What’s the hardest thing you’ve ever done? I don’t know, honestly😂

  9. What was the last experience that made you a stronger person? Running away from home.

  10. What did you do growing up that got you into trouble?
    Sneaking out of the house to hang out with my then best friend.

  11. What’s the best/worst gift you’ve ever given/received? 😂😂I don’t know.

My nominees are;

Joy Sofia

Uncle Beaton

Ankandas

John Limo

Benjamin

Lia

Agnes Opondo

My questions…

  1. What is the one habit you would like to quit and one you would like to start?
  2. Do you fold your laundry right after they are washed or does it sit in a pile or basket forever?
  3. What helps you when you’re feeling frustrated?
  4. Which of my blog posts is your favorite, and why?
  5. What does the world need; less hate or more love?
  6. If you were a shape, would you rather be a square, a circle, a triangle, or a free form amoeba?
  7. What’s your guilty pleasure?
  8. If you could meet a person dead or alive who would it be, and why?
  9. What are your blogging goals for the next 12months?
  10. What’s the hardest thing about blogging?

Thanks y’all for being (t)here, and for the nomination. I’m looking forward to how many miles further we travel beneath the tip of my pen.
Enjoy!!!!

For Mama, Nyaringa-wa

I don’t want to lie we love each other a lot, because it’s never too little either.
We get so tired of each other sometimes, I run away from home.

But mama,
You still call to tell me nyolworo ( chama) is in your house.

And that you cooked mandas and thick tea.
You still call mama, tell me your favourite English word.
You call on days you are alone looking after your beautiful cows.
You promise to “escort” me with milk, when next I visit.

I don’t want to lie we’re the best of friends,

But mama,
We’ve sat count less times and talked about all my wildest business ventures.
You’ve told me how great I’ve always done, and that I’ll be a rich woman and marry that Kisii guy with bad hair😂

Dear mama, you wish😂
You still help me vet them boys.
You know all of them, from the one that got away, and that other one you really liked.

The days had you Listen to Janyakach’s ( like you call him❤) albums and give me opinions, because I’m a blogger, and on that day, an album reviewer.
But I sneaked a week later mama, lied I needed to clear stuff from school. But I needed to see Janyakach mama.

Mama, you do pick all the evening calls and walk me back to my house from town.
Tell you how my day was,
How much I earned.
And tell you to not ask for a coin, because I am not your husband😂

Mama, the next day si I sent you kitu kidogo ya ile cake ya love? (My mom loves those heart shaped cakes)

Sometimes we don’t end so well, but mama, you’re there!
Somedays mama, we dobt call for weeks and months.

And mama we how we laugh!!
The gossips.
The days you didn’t judge me for ‘stealing’ X’s boyfriend.
In fact, you never let them call me all the bad names.

We fought later ma’ and I said I was tired living in your house.

I don’t want to lie that I’m your favourite child,
Because mama,
I still remember the days you admitted you forgot I loved candies, plus, you thought I was too old to fancy them.
I remember ma’, the days you did all the chores to let me sleep, and grieve
Grieve the good good friend we fell out of love with.
You took her place, you had additional roles…extra..

But mama, later that Day I complained you turned me to a maid in your house😭
Same night, (like every other)
you asked God to watch over me.
It was from your mouth To God’s ears’.
That the universe keeps blessing me.

But we argued two days later mama, I said you were the worst.

You let me cry for days, over the job I loved but lost. You listened to me vent. Call my ex boss names, and you helped me list all the reasons I never needed the job anyway.

I know we don’t make the best duo,
But ma’ do you remember that woman?
The one that tried messing with you?
What was her name again?

Whoever messes with you mama, they mess with me too❤

Like I always say Before I leave, Ka ng’ato okinyi mama, to inyisa.

Translation; I dont say I love you often, I wont even say it now, so Happy Mama’s day Jabendwa.