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Thoughts and Tales…A Lifestyle Blog with a Zing.
It’s a brand new business week.
From Mondays to Fridays, I share other bloggers post links and blog links, so this is just a gentle nudge to prod you into sending me some post links to feature.
It’s a two-way traffic of supporting each other and building a stronger blogging community 
So feel free to drop your LINKS IN HERE.
You are most welcome and thank you too.
Jacqueline
Are you interested?
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When I started my blog eleven months ago, I decided to take it a day at a time and see where the path is leading to.
I didn’t want to jumpstart far too many things and it would become difficult to get a grip on what exactly it is that I am doing here.
As each blogging day goes by, my vision for my blog keeps becoming crystal clear and I want to raise the bar a notch higher. It’s all part of the evolving and change. We have to keep aiming for growth.
My blog is a primarily a lifestyle blog and not just self-centric focused blog. I am a very community minded person and in as much as my blog is my voice in this space, it’s a space for all of us.
I am introducing a weekly GUEST POST (4 times a month) and Interview opportunities to…
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Planting a seed is a risk.
We are not sure that it will grow.
We are not sure that it will not be a diseased crop.
We are not sure some wild creature will not attack it when we are not looking.
Nonetheless, we have to plant those seeds that we have in our hands. Chances are, that a good number will grow and ripen for harvest.
We must take the time to till our ground, plant, and water and be patient for the God of Harvest to increase our bounty. Except we plant, he has nothing to work on.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
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When I started my blog eleven months ago, I decided to take it a day at a time and see where the path is leading to.
I didn’t want to jumpstart far too many things and it would become difficult to get a grip on what exactly it is that I am doing here.
As each blogging day goes by, my vision for my blog keeps becoming crystal clear and I want to raise the bar a notch higher. It’s all part of the evolving and change. We have to keep aiming for growth.
My blog is a primarily a lifestyle blog and not just self-centric focused blog. I am a very community minded person and in as much as my blog is my voice in this space, it’s a space for all of us.
I am introducing a weekly GUEST POST (4 times a month) and Interview opportunities to other bloggers.
I am also available to write guest posts if you require that.
The guest posts that I seek are posts that will enhance and improve the lives of others. It would be on topics such as (but not limited):
Parenting, Family, Relationships, Finance, Exercise, Health, Wellness, Inspirational, Motivational, Security, Cooking, Lifes Lessons, Self-Help etc.
On the interview aspect, I am introducing bi-monthly interviews of fellow bloggers, which will involve short snippets about you and a feature of your blog.
Lastly, after due consideration and due to the success of parties that I hosted in the past, my theme blog party will take place once every month. I am contemplating the 3 or last weekend of the month.
So, tell me what you think. Please, and thank you.
If you are interested in the guest post or interview, you can send me an email JacquelineObyIkocha@gmail.com or check my ‘getting in touch page’
I might also knock on your door, so don’t be surprised if you see me outside 🙂
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Oh my dearest Annabella
She thought she was Cinderella
She read that Mills & Boons novella
And fell in love with a fella
She misplaced her shoes
After some pints of booze
It gave her the blues
And sent her to snooze
Her sights were set on Andrew
Who simply didn’t have a clue
He was always confused
And she wasn’t amused
She cornered him in the cellar
After a dab of vanilla
A lot of history went under
And they honeymoon in Venezuela
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Misplaced, The Daily Post Prompt
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Should I rant? Shouldn’t I?
I had no idea that I had hit 1,000 posts on this blog which I started precisely eleven months ago. Actually, this will be my 1,022 (one thousand and twenty-second post).
For some reason, I kept plugging away without taking note of the numbers. I have been weaning myself from stats bingeing. Stats are important quite alright, but I don’t want it to rule my mind.
WordPress what gives with the lack of notification these days? 
My thought is that 1,000 posts is a milestone in blog-land and would have loved to know for knowing sake.
Gosh, that alone tells me how much I have written in this space in such a space of time especially given the fact that 99.9% of my posts, aren’t reblog and are written fresh off the printing mill in my head, except for photos which are also taken by me.
This girl’s got a lot to say. Oh well, let me say a belated YAY to me and NAY to WordPress!
Now, on to the matter that made me laugh out real loud.
I know some may wonder why I talk about money, so just in case you need to know, ‘money is the oil that runs the machinery of most of our basic needs in life and I, Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha, would like to earn some income from the hard work of my fingers.’
In February, I applied to have WordAds included on my site given that my site is a premium site and after their background check or whatever it is they do, it was approved and I promised to speak out on how it goes.
Interesting to know that for that month with 16,000 views, I had 3,449 impressions (whatever that means) and thus earned 34 CENTS. What a hoot!
Now, in all fairness to the man who told that he sucks some time ago, I understand better now why you were fixated with your stats.
I have no plans to get stuck in the bog of stats and peanuts, so there’s got to be better ways and it’s a nut that I must crack.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
‘A father’s loving and guiding hands will remain on the daughters shoulders forever, even when he is long gone.’ Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
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Please check out Bernadette’s inner look at Jacqueline.
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It’s a natural tendency for us to seek the approval and support of those who we consider our friends and loved ones because no one exists in a vacuum or isolation.
It’s also normal to find that some of those around us may not buy into our dreams or be our cheerleaders. Some will outrightly express their dissension while some may not voice it, but their attitude towards you will show their contrary opinion.
The truth is that the natural inclination of most people is to seek for the difficulties and all the reasons why an aspiration won’t work, before seeking for the possibilities.
One needs to be attuned spiritually to determine whether the criticism or voice of dissension is truly born out of honest conviction and concern for your well-being or whether the naysaying is borne out of envy, automated pessimism.
There is always need to weed out the chaff and keep the wheat. It’s not every opinion that you should pay mind to.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Ha! When I saw Linda’s prompt for today’s streams of consciousness, I burst into laughter. I wondered how she picked such a random exclamation.
Most of you who have read my blog would have seen this exclamation littering the horizon of my words from time to time like in these posts:I must have been born exclaiming, Nothing to be tricked about, Fruits of a hustle, Mama Put. I can assure you that there are several more 😉
I actually try to tame my usage of the ha’s and o’s on the tip of my tongue even though it does get the better of me sometimes.
It’s the Nigerianness in me. Even if I live to be 120 years and maybe a resident in Nunavut, I am sure that ha, o and hey, will feature in my writing as well as speech.
Back home, we exclaim a lot especially when we speak in pidgin language. Our sentences are emphasized with o, a, ha and hey! It’s literally impossible for us to do without our high-pitched punctuated exclamations. Haba! That simply takes away the flavour in the expression.
How can I tell you the depth of my askance or surprise if I don’t say ha? 😉
For instance, we use ha to express things such as:
Ha! Indeed, Really?
Ha! You don’t say.
Ha! Wonderful
Ha ba! What is it?
Now I am speaking pidgin in my head as I write and in conclusion, ‘make I finish quick, quick waka comot for hia. E get place wey I won go buy market – let me finish quickly and go out. I need to go shopping somewhere.’
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
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