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On The Prowl! Husband Wanted Urgently!…

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Tess sifted through dozens of photographs of possible date matches. It was a surprise to discover an entire World of supposed eligible bachelors out there.

Putting up her own profile was a task she hadn’t expected to be that demanding. Her attempt to make a headline grabber, the right smile, the right amount of information was not as simple as she had thought.

The increased pings of her messenger for her new dating account, increased her excited nerves even though she still had trepidation about the whole thing, especially with the list of do’s and don’ts Kate had mentioned to her.

It was almost beginning to sound like an espionage escapade.

”Make sure you have a pepper spray handy!”

”Set up a separate email account.”

”Don’t give out your address or house number.”

If need be, invest in a stun gun!” ”What? I don’t want to go shooting anyone!” She had shrieked.

”Only meet them at a public place.”

”Use spiked drink detector nail polish, so you don’t find yourself suddenly floating along with all his requests.”

”Don’t allow kisses on the first date.”

”No going to apartments for a night cafe etc, etc.”

”Make eye contacts as you talk to him.” ”If they are shifty, don’t trust him!”

Blah, yadda, blah, blah..

Whats a girl’s to do when she needs to do to find her prince in these tough times, she thought to herself?

These days, the competition was stiffer.

The good guys were all grabbed and even a lot of very delicious looking ones were into other dudes.

She still recalled her utmost disappointment when she had moved in and met the very polite handsome Latino hunk of a male specimen living downstairs, Steve; he was equally taken by another interesting looking bloke!

This one doesn’t look so bad, she mused to herself as she stared at the face on her laptop. He had such a sincere, earnest, open look and not too bad looking as well. His bio also read well.

”Nothing ventured, nothing gained”, she muttered to herself as she clicked the button to initiate a chat.

”I cannot afford to live through the debacle of another uncoupled birthday with my folks.”

”I’d rather buy a ticket to Mexico than go through that embarrassing episode again.”

How could Mama invite Deaconess Elfrida’s son, Humphrey to pair up with me?

He is such a sanctimonious and pompous ass!

Auntie Virginia had kept rattling on and on in her persnickety high-pitched voice on ”Tips of how to catch a guy.” A most mortifying moment.

”Time for hair touch-up girl”, She thought, as she idly fingered her locks.

To be continued. Husband wanted urgently Part 1

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

This was meant to go out last week Saturday, but I couldn’t bring myself to send it out in the light of recent activities and in that time, I have found more gems in my neighbours garden. Do take a peek with me.

10 ways to be grateful even on bad days, found in the yadadarcyyada’s front lawn.

Vital security information for the holidays, by Tasha.

Shrimp Po Boys, from What’s for Dinner Moms?

Some sweet and Delicious chocolate cookies, from Lynz Real Cooking.

A beautiful read, the boy who dared to be great, from MLou.

A poignant civil war letter- found, in a corner of Elusive Tropes troves.

The simple truth handed by The adventures and musings of an Arch Druidess through the auspices of Sepultura’s blog

This quote shared by Meg Sorick reminds me of someone I know 😉

10 easy ways you can make the world a better place, by Danny of Dream Big, Dream Often.

Good budgeting tips here at how to stuff your pig, especially during holiday seasons when overspending tends to happen more.

It’s a wrap my good people. Let’s have a calm weekend shall we. God Bless and take care.

Image credit: Pinterest.

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Friday Favorites #13

A great weekend lineup from rgemom offered to you. I was humbled to find myself mentioned in this mix of great bloggers. Thank you all my good people and do have a good weekend.

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First off, isn’t it great I missed a week awhile back and didn’t have Friday Favorites #13 on Friday the 13th? I’m not much of a superstitious person, but that would be a bit much even for me. Second, today, well this whole entire week actually, has been insane. The open tabs at the top of my screen number in the 20’s right now.  If I accidentally include a link to the ballet trunks my daughter needs for Nutcracker, you’ll know why, and I apologize in advance. Third, I learned today that taking a dog and a cat to the vet at the same time – even with the cat secured in a carrier – is a lot like taking three kids to have their Holiday portraits done. STRESSED!!! And sopping with sweat by the time we were done. Doesn’t help it’s 82 degrees on November 20th.

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How much?…

Haggling is an art! To live in an African society with it’s rowdy markets, you need to perfect the art of haggling over goods.African proverb 5

Recollections of days spent traipsing after mother or grandma at the market, trudging from pillar to post haggling over goods in order to get the best bargains makes me smile.

It was never a straight journey!

Purchases were made in-between hundreds of greeting exchanges.

These grown women would hug, chatter, ask about the entire family and their well-being, exclaim over the incessant climb in the price of goods, natter about the latest African prints fabric, discuss their next meetings and what have you, while you stood patiently with the basket waiting for that conversation to be over, only for another encounter of another auntie to occur down the line where yam tubers were sold.

The haggling dance between the seller and the buyer was one done in camaraderie.

A piece of yam tuber would be lifted, passed from the buyers one hand to the other to check how weighty, inspected to ensure that it was still fresh and when mother was satisfied with the selected yam piece, the pricing war begins with “how much?”

This could go on from one market stall to the other and the basket on your head got heavier with the items purchased.

On a good day, your assistance would be rewarded with some boiled groundnuts, fried puff-puffs or something little to nibble at.

Please do remember not to grumble when the haggling is going on otherwise, you might be rewarded with a proverb that says “a child carried on the back, does not realize that the journey is very far.”

For today’s quote, I shall leave you with these African proverbs:

“Life is like shopping in the market, when you finish your purchases, you go home.”

”One does not throw stones in the market square, because you don’t know whose head it might break.”

”Marriage is like eating groundnuts in pods! You have to crack it to see what is inside.”

I have totally enjoyed reminiscing over these proverbs for the past couple of days Oba all thanks to you.

I invite these awesome bloggers to feel free and share some quotes:Africa-travel-quote

Gradmama

Haddon Musings

Adamma

Blessed love.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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Are you overlooking the Small Clay Pot?…

Learning to cook started at a young age for me; not that I remember being asked 😉 it was just the way things were. African proverbs 4

From assisting mother in the kitchen in preparation of all sorts, to going over during the holidays to help grandma prepare her classic agidi jollof/wrapped corn meal and oil bean flakes which we would also help her sell at the local market; commercial trading was also learnt in the bargain.

Naturally, as a young child and a bookworm, often, I would get distracted or sneak into the restroom to read a quick page of my fave of the moment and the quick page turned into several; meanwhile my absorbed mind has forgotten that I was meant to be watching the pot of beans and ensure that it didn’t burn.

Needless to say, it was usually the aroma of burnt offering that alerted my nostrils to the disaster on fire and mothers voice raised to power two exclaiming away “Hia! this child will not kill me!”

The burnt level of the beans knew many degrees and the instruction to wash that burnt pot until it was gleaming enough to show the reflection of your teeth was never a small task. It kept you on the straight and narrow corner of the kitchen for some good days 🙂

Yet mothers patience never gave up on us. She continued teaching and we continued attempting to kill her, but thankfully never succeeded and turned out to be responsible adults today.

Let me leave you with this African proverb:

“When you overlook the small clay pot, it will boil over and put off the firewood.”

This can be translated in so many ways, but a quick example is: when you overlook a small bad habit, it becomes a character trait.

Once again Oba thank you for extending this invite. I am enjoying it.

To participate in the 3 quote challenge, I would like to invite:

Obscurasomnia

Oneta

Tony Burgess

Good day and blessings.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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Awesome Commendations…

Thank you

Sometimes, saying thank you may sound so trite and flippant in the face of such warmth and fellowship.

It may sound surprising, but I always feel humbled when I see the hands of fellowship extended, the encouragement received and the respect accorded within this commendable, intelligent community of humans.

Inherently, a lot of people are wonderful and if half the positive fellowship, vibes, hugs, motivation and care that are expressed within the blogging space are experienced in the real World, it would be less acrimonious as it is currently.

This week and several weeks in a row, so many of you put smiles on my face in different manners, some went out of their ways to nominate me for an award, to do a blog review for my blog and to extend their warmth.

I say thank you,dalu, imela’ in my native language because it strikes a deep cord inside me.

Thank you for the generosity of your hearts. Thank you for the gift of your time. Thank you for your outstretched arms of fellowship. Thank you for supporting me in this space. It is heartwarming.

Jason, The opinionated man at Harsh Reality , I thank you for a delightful review that tickled me pink 🙂

Maria Holm, I thank you for the lovely synopsis and celebration in your post.

Ngobesing Romanus of Success Inspirer, a big thank for the invitation to the interview challenge.

Joanne Bretzer at Velissima, I appreciate your nomination for Blogger Recognition Award.

Sunesiss of Atomic Words , Joan of Marlton Trainer, Voyager of Freedom and Diana of Toast and Tea together,  thank you all for the Sunshine Blogger Award.

Thank you to Vibrant of Blabberwockying , Stephanie Cardozo, Vincent Wambua , Smiling away allergies,Obscurasomnia, and Keeping up appearances for, The Liebster Award. You guys are great 🙂

Africa Bohemian at Tribe 53 thank you for the Infinity Dreams Award.

A big thank you for One Lovely Blog Award and The Versatile Blogger Awards to Anand of Blabberwockying

For the beautiful Respect Award, I thank you Anand with all humility. A lovely new bling for my blog 🙂

Susan, I appreciate the double nominations of One Lovely Blog Award and Blogger Recognition Award.

Kay Morris and Psychochromatic Inception, thank you for the nomination for One Lovely Blog Award. You guys rock 🙂

“You all, are huge sources of inspiration, encouragement and beautiful souls.” I appreciate the affiliation.

To quickly answer a few of the questions picked from the different bloggers:

  • Do I aspire to be published. I respond with a big affirmative YES! One day soon 🙂
  • What do I enjoy most about blogging. The networking and warmth makes it worthwhile.
  • Do I believe in miracles? Very much so! Why do I believe in it? I see myself as a miracle each day.
  • A great writer is a great reader, do I agree? Yes of course! You have to nourish your mind through the words of other great artists.
  • How do I cope with the writers block. I dance. I sleep. I relax and read. I brainstorm it out.
  • If someone had to think about something that reminds them of you what would it be? That she is one lovely soul.
  • What language would I like to learn? Spanish and Arabic.
  • Cats or Dogs? Dogs any day.
  • Hardest sin to avoid? The unwitting spirit of envy that sometimes steals in when unwatched.
  • Love is? Love is a committed choice, day after day.

Knowing the amount of hours that goes into doing these posts I am truly at loss at who to nominate.

Kind regards and blessed love.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha.

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Bridegroom Wanted! Urgently!…

Groom wanted

Tess stares around her tiny, sparsely furnished apartment in contemplation.

Her last purchase, a lovely ornate antique mirror, found during one of her forays in a delightful rustic gem of a store, stood in a corner, reflecting the soft glow of the early morning sun.

Time to go foraging for more things, she thinks. Those antique stores sell all manners of lovely odds and ends with lots of character and a story lurking somewhere in the background. ”That hand carved chest of drawers was simply gorgeous.” ”I wonder if it’s still available?”

Slowly but surely, her bohemian taste in furnishing her apartment will be a signature of hard won independence. It had been a major feat to move out of her parents home.

“Who still lives with their parents in their late 20’s, in this day and age?”

Her thought of age draws her like magnet to the mirror.

She stares a bit sullenly at her reflection, pursing her lips as she assessed herself from side to side.

Her figure is still arresting. Flat taut tummy and nicely shaped rump. Lovely peaks – check √

”Not bad at all, if I must say so myself, she thinks in her head.”

”I may not be drop dead and roll over gorgeous but I sure look good!”

”Those heated gazes of appreciative eyes when I traipse down the street cannot be a lie”, she reasons.

”Yet here I am a week to the big Three 0 and no flicker of romance in my life”, her musings carried on.
A critical look at the mirrored face does not yield a wrinkle.”Not yet”, she utters thankfully.

”Not a birthday to look forward to.” ”Going over to the house, mama, as usual will be looking at me in expectation of news as if I can conjure a husband with the wave of a wand.”

”Hmm! Maybe, it’s really time to try this online dating!” ”I will talk to Kate to give me the low-down.”

It seems to be going alright with her new online boo – after many disasters, but like they say, you may need to kiss several frogs before you find your prince….

To be continued..

From my neighbours chest of drawers, the interesting things that I found:

A tribute to The ageing from Lavanya’s chambers.

The mind of a child from A Momma’s view

Without Hope all is lost.

Writers block dissolver system found via the stables of Wallace Cass

Fascinating peeks of India’s holy city of Benares discovered through the auspices of Christian Mihai.

Just a few 5 daily reminders for you.

I found this article of very the intelligent idiot humourous. 😉

These crafts are truly delightful 🙂

I really lub dis one shown to me by Itsgoodtobecrazysometimes really warmed my heart.

As much as possible, I tried not to allow my mind and heart to be affected by racial inflections but sometimes you read something that tugs at you like when you are born black.

That’s it from me folks.

It’s a good day today. Be blessed and enjoy your weekend.

Who would like to dance with me? Puhleeeez 😉

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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This n’ That….its a variety

The word companionable is synonymous to gregarious and that is an adjective that would describe companionme fittingly, though I have my moody alone moments when I want to marinate in those horrible, leave me alone juices.

My spirits are perked up most of the time and as a companion to my gregarious personality, my taste runs to eclectic style in things, even with the blogs that I follow which are over Five Hundred in number and range from vibrant pictures, cute pets, sage counsels, wise quotes, health and wellness, security consciousness and so on.

They motivate and inspire me. They enlighten me by teaching new things. They take me places with the clicks of their cameras. They make me smilelaugh and cry and I am glad that I belong to these group of they.

A day spent going through this and that on my reader or email would find me dropping little likes and comments here and there. It finds me laughing, or with my brows furrowed in mindful thought. It finds me in awe or whispering a silent prayer in my heart for someone. I have close encounters with soothing sights and thoughts and belly rumbling bites teasing my eyes.

I truly don’t have a favorite, favorite blog, because I seek out what each blog as an entity has to offer and probably because my reading taste is also myriad, it is pretty difficult to narrow down on one choice. ”Never ask a mother to choose between her children.” Always know that with each day that passes, beautiful ones are born.”

It would be utterly boring if I had to stick to the same kind of blogs and all. A sprinkle of sparkles, a dash or colour blends better to make the muted grays more tolerable.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

In response to The Daily Post prompt Companionable

Head to one of your favorite blogs. Write a companion piece to their penultimate post.

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Home At Last….Short story and final part of hustle.

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The Hustle Part 1

The Hustle Part 2

The Hustle Part 3

The Hustle Part 4

After hours of journey on bumpy, dusty roads, arriving his village was euphoric for Ikem.

Mama did a little praise dance when she saw him, and did some more praise-singing, showering him with edifying names when he brought out the things that he came back with.

Friends and cousins equally returned, it would be a good time.

He went greeting kith and kin, strategically launching his new clothes and holding his phone conspicuously for all to see. It’s show time for everyone and he has no intention of being the poorest looking cousin.

Christmas Eve’s night service was a hit as usual. A gathering of old, new, returnees and home bound indigenes. It is doubtful that half of the people at the church service came for the prayers.

Sweethearts fell back in the dark shadows of twilight to hold hands and whisper sweet nothings.

Young rascally boys scared the maidens by tossing penny banger’s in their direction, their squeals of fright an entertainment for them.

It’s a dreamy time of the year, lavishly spent relaxing, binge eating, showing off, going to look at and running from the masquerades, attending a lot of social events….

Eligible young men returned seeking handpicked brides from their villages.

Marriageable girls strut their stuff at Obodo Ukwu, Obodo Ububo and everywhere the opportunity rose, to attract proposals from the city boys.

Hi-Life music blares into the air till the wee hours of the night. Nuptial introductions and lots of traditional marriages are constantly taking place in one clan or the other.

Mama wants to know when Ikem would choose a wife. In fact, her heart and eyes were set on one of Ifemeka’s daughters Kanyinulia. 

From Mama’s assessment, the girl is quite sturdy, with nice child-bearing hips, very industrious and pretty too! She makes her thoughts known to Ikem.

”Nna, have you seen Ozo Ifemeka’s daughter Kanyinulia?” ”That girl will make a good wife for you.” ”It is my thought that we should express our interest in her to her family.” ”Her mother is a good friend too you know..”

”Ha! Mama, please not now.” ”Maybe in a few years time.” ”Let me get to Onitsha first and see how things go over there.”

”Hei! My son, if we waste time, another family can pick her out for their son o.” ”That girl is a good catch.”

”Mama, let us pray that things go well, then next year, okay?”

He is happy he visited home. His cousin has agreed to accommodate him at Onitsha while he seeks his future.

He joins his age-grade in their outing masquerade dance.

His satisfaction is soul deep. He knows that his future holds brighter times ahead.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Links to earlier parts of the series are at the top of the page.

Quick Glossary:

Banger: small cheap fireworks that make a lot of noise.

Ifemeka: Igbo name which means ‘things have happened.’

Kanyinulia: An Igbo name for a girl which means ‘let us be happy.’

Nna: An Igbo word for ‘father’. Mothers at times fondly call their sons by such pet name.

Obodo Ukwu: ‘The big square’ A social gathering ground where people go to be seen, to see and mingle.

Obodo Ububo: ‘The sweet/fun square’ A social gathering ground where people go to be seen, to see and mingle.

Onitsha: A city with one of the largest commercial markets in West Africa. It is situated on the river port on the eastern bank of the Niger river in Anambra State, southeastern Nigeria.

Ozo: A highly respected title to a worthy male indigene of a village. Not a cheap process.

Its fun to dig in my neighbours gardens and I never come up empty. Links for you to enjoy.

Leannenz photos fascinate me.

Understanding your child’s anxiety and how to help I found this article informative.

Steamed Fish lovely recipe from Katblogs.

Mega awww photos found at Chris the story reading Apes blog via Itsgoodtobecrazysometimes

Angel messages beautiful short messages that speak volumes.

A small inspiration from Yinglan.

Free yourself a message for you found at Its me Its me Saraa’s blog via Dream big, Dream often

What you shouldn’t share while on vacation by The reporter and the girl via Fun Simplicity.

Do what you love a motivating quote from the stables of Kay Morris.

Does having more money solve all our problems? For me, its a no, but I can’t speak for you.

That’s it from me folks. Have a blissful weekend. Thank you very much and God bless.

Hey! Dee-Jay, turn that music on!!

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What Are You Doing?…

Do unto others

The quote above is my third quote in the 3 quote series and it speaks for itself.

In my quest for positive transformation, I  try to base a lot of my actions and reactions on this guiding principle which also applies to everyone else.

This quote is simply not a biblical tenet or any religious balderdash!

It relates to everything that pertains to our lives, even this blogging exercise that we are engaged in. For instance, when you stretch out a hand of fellowship and engage others, 99% of the time, it is reciprocated and vice-versa! Keep your circle as positive as possible.

Our actions revolve around us as surely as the Earth revolves around the Sun.

When we are in search of happiness, the first question we should ask ourselves, is what seeds we are sowing?

Happiness is not something that we get from other people. The happiness we feel is in direct proportion to the love that we are able to give.

Take a peek at those embittered people who expend so much energy pulling others down; they forever remain miserable.

They fail to realize that in the attempt to keep someone else down, they hinder themselves from rising to their optimum potentials.

Be loving to yourself and others and you see that love reciprocated.

It is the law of Karma which works every time, whether we are aware of it or not. It occurs in the small things and in the big things that surround us.

It is also wise to remember that treating others right does not imply being blind to their shortcomings or giving them permission to treat you poorly.

Leannenz, I sincerely thank you for inviting me to participate in this quote series. It is a good opportunity to reflect on those things that matter and I think I am going to continue the quote beyond this stage 🙂

I would like to invite 5 awesome bloggers to share their favorite quotes in the series of 3.

A Reading Writer

The positive black woman

Ladies who lunch reviews

My mama – Lynz Real Cooking

Edwina Episodes

Warm regards to you all. Be happy.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

PLEASE Feel Free To Share. IT’S ALL PART OF LOVING  🙂

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The Miracle is in You!…..

If you don't believe in Miracles, perhaps you've forgotten that you are One! The Miracle is in You!
If you don’t believe in Miracles, perhaps you’ve forgotten that you are One!
The Miracle is in You!

In my second quote of the 3 quote series, I would like to share the often forgotten sense of ourselves as miracles.

I love to remind myself of this quote, which unfortunately, I have no idea where I learnt it, but when I started meditating on it with regards to myself, the sense of awareness of the miracle in me, simply grew and keeps growing.

Most of the time, we are seriously enmeshed in the entire drama of trying to eke out a living, the drama that unfolds around us everyday, the stories of our lives and the wishes that things should be different, that we lose sight of the fact that our mere existence, our every moments, are ”miracles in action.

Our miracles start to happen when we channel as much energy into our dreams and being as we channel into our fears and shortcomings.

You are still a work-in-progress. Don't give up on the magic in yourself.
You are still a work-in-progress. Don’t give up on the magic in yourself.

Leannenz, I thank you for inviting me to participate in this quote series. It is a good opportunity to reflect on those things that matter.

I would like to invite 3 awesome bloggers to share their favorite quotes in the series of 3.

Tasha

The Happy Quitter

Anand

Kind regards to  you all.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha