An African Countess' Blog

There are days life throws 'really bad stuff' on your laps. We all know those days aren't exactly days you feel grateful for anything. Snipers aim to kill, they don’t miss. So if a sniper has been assigned to ‘take you out’ and someone comes to push you off that line of fire in the nick of time, would you blame the person for ‘saving’ you? You will fall, yeah, you might bruise a little, you could even bleed a lot but you will live. It could have been worse. So wouldn’t you rather be grateful? My Bible says 'everything (whether good or bad) works together for your good because you love God. Be grateful. If you think I’m cool and strong and tough, then I thank my God you didn’t see me this past week. Something happened to me that bulldozed all that ‘cool’. *cues music* ‘I’m only human, I’m just a woman’. PS: you should be very afraid of people who appear cool, most times, they are lethal… I was out for blood. I’m grateful for my mothers, who borrowed

If like me, you have had someone mention to you in passing about how they paid $1500 for 5-yards of cloth for Aso ebi yes, in dollars, and yes, in Nigeria ; then like me also, you are permitted to let out a loud scoff when, on your way home from work, you heard some hawker say ‘6yards, N500’ in Oshodi. LOL… the first thing that came to my mind was “SIX YARDS!!! I can totally make 3 gorgeous outfits out of 6yards o. but N500???? No be only wash hin go wash , It will tear to shreds before I even manage to get it to a tailor”. I like to be under-estimated! Yeah you heard me. Or well, you read me…lol. We were taught in high school, or even primary school to ‘never judge a book by its cover’ . But could you please raise your hand if you have ever judged a book by its cover, a movie by its title (Olympus has fallen was definitely a better movie than white house down, I’m sorry if you feel otherwise) , a man by his blings/rides/watches or lack of them, a woman by her laid edg

Iyanuoluwani, I'm proud of the woman you're becoming. Spiritually, physically, financially, intellectually, dreams’ically , emotionally, psychologically, career’cally , relationships’cally … I'm oh so proud. I'm also glad you can proudly say "I'm the girl who God has helped". I do realise we don't speak to each other a lot in writing, so this is a bit awkward and so, I’ll just drive straight to the point: I often forget how pretty awesome I am. But don’t you ever forget how awesome  YOU  are. Be aware of your worth, your gifts and your strengths; constantly. You are a premium treat and you can't force everyone to have a fine taste, so even if one or two people ‘tend’ not to appreciate you, others do and you always should. Don't deny the world of your essence. Also remember you can never control what someone else does, you can only control your actions and reactions. You can be the very best, as in textbook perfect , but

Some people simply ask far too many questions, almost taking on the role of prosecuting attorneys.  Some will almost ask you "yo! what is the circumference of your anus?". Oh yes! I was speaking to my dear friend and sister, Iyinoluwa recently and this issue of ' aproko questions' came up. So many people do not genuinely care that much about you, they just want to KNOW....such NOSEY people piss me off. I have absolutely no problem with telling you my age, how I slept, how much I earn, if I save/invest, if I'm single or not, where I'm from, the gods we worship there, which Adeboye I am, how old my father is, etc. on a first meeting... but aren't there more intelligent stuff we could talk about? I had to show one my birth certificate recently. The guy shock ! LOL. He met me where I'd gone to register for a professional exam so I had my credentials with me. As soon as he asked, I just  showed him, and said "what now?". Because even i

Hmmmmnnnnn........... Children. The good Book says that blessed is the one that has his quiver full of them; but do you really want to have a quiver? Am I going to be cheesy and post pictures of my children on social media and scream out how much I love them? Damn right! Lol. Am I going to drool all over recounting their babyhood and all that? Nah! However, I am going to pray for them. I am going to shout to heavens to please grant me wisdom and understanding of the times in order to bring them up right in the fear of God and morally upright.  Happy Children’s Day to the ones who gave me the title “Mother”. May your days be long and happy, seasoned with sweetness and garnished with joy. May God grant me the grace to bring you up right in His knowledge and faith. And happy children’s day to me too as I send a loving shout out to my parents.

First, I wanna seize this opportunity to make a hefty shout out to my friends at Urban Dictionary for making my week *fist bump to the team* ... I thank God, my friends and family for their unending support. Thank you Solomon for drawing my attention to this earth-shaking, ground-breaking discovery *sniff* I dedicate *whatever this is* to everyone hustling (*cues music* everyday I’m hustlin’…) , I never hesperredit ... Go   here  to know what all this   'stories that touch'   is all about... (LOL) and for those who have been wondering what Priscilla means, go   here , and  here . I know it generally means 'ancient' (that is,  belonging to the good old times... little wonder ) , 'worthy' or 'venerable'.   Ahmean ... show some respect, people *pops collar*   (confession: I used to think it meant 'dutiful'...shhhhh) God knows who comes up with these things...LOL. But on a more serious note, I found out some of the things mentioned about

LIVE THE VERY LIFE YOU LOVE. Oh how I love the Fast and Furious franchise! Well, I don't watch a lot of movies, so I don't have so many favourite ones... Oh how I love the cars, the races, the battles... I love how friends became 'family', I love how everyone gave his very best to every 'one last ride' ; even Roman ( the double Alpha/Joker ). Oh how I LOVED Paul. When his death was announced, it hit me as badly as it would have if I'd known him personally. So when the latest installment, Paul's last movie, was released, I deliberately didn't read reviews, I didn't even watch the trailer because I didn't want no spoilers . So, the first time I saw it, you can imagine that I watched every scene with trepidation, anticipating how Paul's character, Brian O'Conner, would be killed... Horatius Bonar (1808-1889) wrote these words : Fading away like the stars of the morning, Losing their light in the glorious sun—

YOU: "Errrrr...." I'm a girl, so you understand I know how difficult it is to choose. Most times when I have to choose, I don't (*lips sealed*) .  What I’m trying to say is that I know how hard it can be to figure out what exactly we want in life. Let me share an experience with you... At 21, (July 2013) I was fresh outta school   (young n fresh *wink* those who know, know..lol). I was 'hungry' .   Everything I did felt unsatisfying. I didn't understand what exactly was creating these feelings, or what I needed to do to change them. But  I can remember so vividly the feelings —anger, the emptiness, the yearning, the confusion, the lacking, and the depression. All fused together.  One day, with a nudge from my uncle, I read the book 'GOALS' and everything transformed for me. I got the boost I needed and decided to focus on creating purpose in my life by setting some precise and concise goals on where my life was heading. I w

‎ 'Hello, good evening' 'What the hell is good about the evening you evil prostitute...' 'Ah! I beg your pardon? Who is this and what are you on about?' (I can be so civil...lol) 'Don't pretend like you don't know what you've done,  Ashewo oshi . Leave my husband alone‎!!!' she went on and on and ...  hehe 'Ah  Egbami !!!' (lol, I switched to Yoruba ni straight *rotfl*) 'Madam, I don't know you. I have no idea what husband you are referring to either' If for nothing but spite, I wanted to add 'besides, the kind of men I do don't marry women like you'... but my Momma taught me better than that. ‎'SHUT UP! Hypocrite, so you are pretending abi? Just stay away from my husband; he has a wife and kids. Stop calling at odd times. HE IS MARRIED! Idiot' ‎ *dial tone* ‎ OMG! my first reaction was intense laughter‎,  e dey do me like dream.‎ ‎ I couldn't believe that I had just

First, I give it to MTN on this one. It's  disturbing how easy it is to get comfortable and just settle into the status quo. It is not a crime not to have gone to school; but if you remain the butt of every joke on social media every time you speak; after all the money you've made and all the important things you and family have been, then... *lips very sealed* I was speaking with my Aunt over the weekend and she was really harping on  how we have to see it as a responsibility to ourselves to be better versions of  ourselves. Constantly! Funnily, a similar conversation ensued between me and Mrs. E. (The Coolest HR ever liveth :)) at work on Monday.  She was gisting me about how disappointed she  was at the response a serving Senator of the Federal Republic gave at an  art exhibition recently. She said it gave her the impression that this Senator (who is seeking re-election, by the way),  might have been shouting yay or nay based on  which 'chant' was t

So we all know so much about giving but we all still don't give. We keep saying "I don't have enough".  We aim to have more not minding the ones who don't have at all. The little you give out will go a long (or even short) way to make someone happy – very happy. Someone's happiness is dependent on you. There are always those in need around you. There is always the little girl who will appreciate your generous 50 Naira. Most children that are poverty stricken did not bargain for it. They came to the world innocently and they have had to suffer every day. I was in a northern state recently and I was amazed at the number of children that beg for food daily. Infact they wake up every morning and walk (mostly bare-feet) long distances to specific spots where they are given a day's portion of rice! It’s a pathetic sight to watch. They stand and queue

I, Agbeke Adefunke Adeboye will totally date/marry someone 20years older... HAPPY NEW YEAR FAM!!! I know. I know… and I have no excuse. Absolutely none! In my defense, I actually started to write a couple of times but then I either lost the document(s) or somehow, I just didn't get round to completing them… I’m so sorry. I promise, it will be better this year. (yeah, I know today’s date already...hehe ) Okay, let’s get straight to the meat of the matter… I recently met 2 really REALLY cool guys (at different times)… They love God, can strike and keep a conversation, downright intelligent, well-read and travelled, driven, down-to-earth, thoughtful, spontaneous, one of them even likes Mercedes, and all those nice things BUT, he’s 40ish - both of them. So for the first time, I actually really gave it some thought, very serious thought o, like: “I could totally date/marry someone up to 20 years older than me” *dodges slaps and stones…lol Easy… easy… I