Palava

Wonders shall never cease! I have stumbled unto so many blogs and blogs of people I thought would never blog. We are more than we think.

So about the wedding pics..I shall put up a link very soon but for now you can check-out the Photoblog. It features to couple today. If you are not reading this today, you need to go to the photo archives for previous pics.

I'm getting so many calls for Photoshoots that I'm starting to get cold feet. What if they don't like the pics. What if something goes horribly wrong and all the pics come out blurry and they take them , roll them up and stone me to death with them. Whoooosaaaaaaaaaaaaa

My mum and her sisters love each other but when they meet up, the inevitable always happens...they quarrel!. Having 9 sisters is no small feat but where woman are gathered, hormones are present. They bicker then laugh then quarrel then laugh then shoot each other with automatic weapons. This 'love' is also extended to the rest of the nieces and nephews. Don't make a mistake or it will be remembered for years to come.

'TMinxs, pass me N2000, I will give you back when we get upstairs'
'Sorry aunty, I don't have cash on me'
'You never have cash, are you forgetting you are a grown up now. Don't be stingy with money. You have been working for a year now and I didn't even get the first salary you were meant to share. You are turning out to be tight fisted'
'Aunty it isn't my fault that this is a cash country, im not used to not being able to withdraw money when I need it. I hate carrying wads of money around..and about sharing the first salary, you were in Philadelphia!'.
'So what? Its just a token fee. Aunty Evelyn said she had to ask you before you gave her. As for the cash flow, well, this is Nigeria so get used to it'.

I forget about the episode and a few day later, I get a lecture from my mum.

'The aunties complained that you are selfish with money but its not difficult for you to ask for money from us'.

What theeeeee????? When did it get to that. After the story has been passed down a long line of people, it changes completely like chinese whispers. So you have to watch your every step, every move, every word.

At the wedding, the lady catering was in a mighty dark mood and looked extremely unapproachable. My mum was organising the servers at the food area so I told her to pass me a plate of food. Later that day KATA KATA BUST

'You treat her like a child. Sister Helen said you got up from your seat to go get food for her. How will she grow up and get married like Isi when she is always being babied'

I have learnt to sort of remove myself when these kinds of conversations are going on, sort of like elevating myself to the spirit realm. They sure can get on one's nerves but its still all love.