He met my hair!

After months of dating and loving my 18 inches Brazilian hair, I dreaded the day he will finally meet my kinks. I loved and cared for my kinks but the question was, "will he?". Too many questions run through my head as I dressed up for our date. Questions I had to wait patiently to read the look in his face for an answer.

Twist out or puff? Neat or messy? I finally pulled hair into a puff and said a little prayer to the god of beauty as I embarked on my journey to meet my heart throb.

Date was awesome, the issue of my look was deliberately avoided, except a few stares of curiousity from the boo, we were just a bunch of happy lovers.

My heart sunk with each new topic of discussion which was not about my hair. Finally, date ended. The ride home was silent. Thick unbearable silence! Many thoughts creeped through my head. Top of them being how he hates my hair! Finally we got to my date. I hopped out of the car with the speed of a deer. Hurried out before he could dare say what I thought he had been thinking. He followed me indoors and said, "don't I deserve a good night kiss?". I thought, "what for? For being such a gentleman and not telling me how awful my hair was?" He leaned over and kissed me, tentatively running his hand through the nape of my hair, flirting with each little curl tenderly. He grew bolder and run his hand through my hair, treating it like some fine silk... Between kisses he said, "it takes a passionate person to rock some kinks". Instantly, I knew I was kissing my future hubby!

Ghanaian PolitRicks!

<p>I don't listen to morning radio! If I had my own way, Ghanaian morning radio will be scrapped! In fact, why it is still allowed is probably the eight wonder of the world!</p>
<p>However, as a daily user of the public transport, trotro, my ears have been abused severally. Especially, this week. From whether Addo Dankwa has been called to the Ghanaian bar or not, to the guinea fowl and tree planting saga, to the last straw which is breaking this camel's back.... The list of the deputy ministers! Aaba!</p>
<p>Allow me to express my rather candid opinions. The guinea fowl farm on it's own is a great idea, almost applaudable! But for that amount of money, those guinea fowls better lay golden eggs. 150 billion cedis to rear akonfem? Eiiiii</p>
<p>On the other hand, the government can plan to market the akonfem business well oo... Think around, "an akonfem a day project". Like I said, just my two cent oooo</p>
<p>Oh and as to whether the NPP flag bearer has been called to the bar or not can be or not be a trivial issue depending on how you look at it. <br>
I personally think it's a disgrace to our already sinking judicial system. We allow the guy to practice for so many years only to decide he was not fit to practice? All these years? Years oh! Not weeks or months.... Years! He even rose to the position of Attorney General.. Eiii... And so you people are saying you did not know he had not been called to the bar? Really? Hmmmm</p>
<p>Finally, Victoria Hamma will soon be a deputy minister of communication? How? Well, I don't know her personally but during election 2012, I listened to her talk about setting up a sobolo factory in dansoman when elected.... Oh Ghana man, now we have sobolo to drink alongside our akonfem.

Jokes aside, how are these ministers being selected? Ablakwa, in education?

God bless our homeland Ghana and grant our leaders wisdom cos lay men like myself will be watching keenly

To his ex

Dear boyfriends ex,
I have heard your name a few times but we have never met and we might never meet. However, if by some crazy twist of fate you ever get to read this note somewhere and realise you are the one I am talking about, I will like to say a big thank you to you!.

I don't know why you had to end things with him and honestly, I don't want to know but I am grateful you did. Because by leaving, you created a space for me in his life and I have never fitted so perfectly anywhere before.

I don't know the kind of boyfriend he was to you but to me, he is the perfect fiance. I call him "my gift". And I only got this gift thanks to you.

Each time I allow myself to daydream of the future we have planned, I realise how things could have been so different if you guys had not decided to end it. You probably would have been married by now and I probably would have found someone equally as good as "the gift".

I am not writing this note to judge you or tease you but rather to say a huge thank you to you because I am here, enjoying my relationship and everything else because of you. I only hope you find yourself an awesome man and never regret letting "my gift" go.

Beyond everything else, I wish you joy and happiness because that is what I will want everyone to wish for me.You may have played a role in making him this perfect man, you may not.

Anyway, before this note ends up becoming an emotional nonsense piece... I just wanted to say thank you and wish you well.

Sincerely,
His current and his future!

I'm in love!

There is that moment when it hits you, "Im in love". You don't see it coming, you are just there chilling and then it happens! Poof, just like that, love finds you! And then you start wondering where you have been hiding all your life.

I saw it happen to my big cousin! And I had a good laugh on her account and now it has happened to me. Honestly, I have not been in love in ages. Like 5 years....

I have dated here and there, tried to love, been there done that and then poof, just like that, love found me! (That story is for another day)

Honestly, me in love is a funny side. Normal girls scribble xoxo's on their books, I do nothing, nichts! I call him buttface cos well saying babes all the time gets old. He calls me weirdo... But in our world, that is our language for "I love you" and "I love you" too.

But I'm in love. I know I am cos I am on a diet (proper post about that soon). Yes, I gave up pork for vegetables because I want to enhance my hour glass figure! Oh! Crazy little thing called love.

I know I'm in love cos Spintex traffic doesn't really annoy me anymore. (well, it does. I just cope!)

I know I'm in love cos I actually share my food and listen to his stories about his time in the military academy and learnt a few terms!

Ok,  I really know I am in love cos I actually wrote this post even though he might be reading this at this very moment! *shrug*

What I wish I knew when I was younger

In a couple of days, another birthday beckons. This time, I am not too giddy about it. More reflective and looking deeper. A lot has happened since my last birthday and I give myself a pat on the back for giving myself room to grow, to say goodbye to someone I never thought I will , to fall in love, to be loved... Quarter life was definitely a worthy crisis!

I have spent the last few days talking to younger me. Hehe... Girl should just have known a few things....So here we go!

Dear 18-25 year old me,
I'm sure you are not going to like this note but well since I still call the shots, who cares?
I look at you sometimes and I smile.. Life is still one big party huh? But you really need someone who is gonna have your back when its all done. Someone who is going to be your best friend, mentor and love. He really might not fit your status quo but if he genuinely sees the best in you, does any other thing matter?

I wish I could warn you about the dangers ahead in your search for such a man. Well, I can try.  You are going to meet #Mr. Married but my wife sucks... Lol, be tactful when dealing with him. His wife doesn't really suck. If she did, he would have left her. Never listen to his misery tales. You will thank me later when you don't end up in his bed or even worse having a messed view on marriage. Don't have long phone conversations, texts or IMs with him unless you know you wouldn't be hurt if you were his wife. Don't go on dates with him. His money isn't worth your dignity

Oh and there is going to be Mr Crazy about you but my ex won't let me go. Please clear of that one. Ex, not wife and he still can't let go? please!

There is going to be Mr I am gonna marry you even though I know nothing about you. That is recipe for danger!

Listen kid, the list is endless, but remember, no one really has your back except God. He is the only one who writes love stories with happy scenes. He will bring you a young man who thinks you are a genius, who will love your flawed self, who will adore you and make you Happy. Till then just sip on a glass of coke and watch life.

Ok, I gotta bounce. (I still use that term). Will write a better note shortly.
Love,
Older me!!

Why RLG isn't proudly ours!

I have been reading what you all have been saying about the RLG-Chris Brown saga and deliberately kept quiet about this whole issue because the issue of RLG is bigger that which girl friend beating artist they decide to dash 1 million dollars to teach us how to smoke weed.

For starters, yup I agree that the idea of a totally Ghanaian owned IT assembling firm (key word here being assembling) firm is exciting and the success of this company in the last year is enough to make any entrepreneur green with envy. But guys, tell me, which entrepreneur will fail if the government decides to buy his products and share it to the populace?
No one!!

I recently read about the launch of RLG's hope city with glee in my eyes. The architecture is lovely... Geez! I wondered which architectural firm was the genius brain behind it. Imagine my surprise when I read about OBR- a proudly Italian firm being the brain behind the architectural wonder for RLG a proudly Ghanaian firm.

Oh that is the last straw breaking this camel's back. RLG has and will never be proudly ours and for that matter, I refuse to buy any of their products.

It's just a company owned by a man who has managed to make money through the government but does not believe any good thing can come out of this country. Would it not have been lovely if this company takes a stance to use wholly made Ghanaian companies in their dealings?

How has this RLG company even given back to Ghana? Oh don't tell me about the five hundred thousand whatever they gave for Atta's funeral. That is purely a political stunt. Don't tell me about employment. How else were they expecting the products to be assembled, by robots? Oh and as for the laptop project, that is a government project, RLG is just a supplier and is making big bucks out of the project.

Now tell me, as a Ghanaian, is RLG proudly yours?

My hair, my journey

To you it's just hair
To me its part of me
The part that is most me...

To you its unruly
To me, its curly...
Does it matter that we see it differently?

To you it should be straight
To me who cares what you think
It's my hair
My journey
All me, none you!
I wear it as I want
Now can you take a seat
And watch me do me?