Who will go the extra mile?

I haven’t blogged in a while, its been a whirlwind of events trying to get my foot down this year and trying to organize and redirect a few things in my life, I see Mona has changed her style of blogging to poetry, i feel like am all alone out here, gal.

So today is Valentines day, i wouldn’t say i expect much on such a day, i cant say there is ever one time someone treated me nice, you know, the flowers, the chocolates, dinner…all the works. My friend told me today that all men in my life are ‘Frogs’ all they are doing is just croaking and nothing more, how true.

So today i have laid out a test, any man who will go the extra mile to make me feel special  is the one i will consider worth of my affection, and i don’t mean  he sends me one of those FW emails that go round splashed with huge red font or those stale FW text messages, I want everything i want him, The Man, to go an extra mile. Its the afternoon and so far, no man like that has appeared, not even in the horizon.

I went shopping yesterday, i was looking for a box of choclates for a good friend of mine and all i could get was some imported brands, and i remembered those goody-goody candies weren’t they just the sweetest candy ever?

And my eyes turned misty

Looking down from my office window unto the street,

What a sight! Kimathi standing proudly holding his gun looking down his street

The GSU police with their red shiny helmets falling into position

 Batons in the air chanting war cry’s,

And I am reminded of the safari ants.

Suddenly, down Kimathi street they start chasing the civilians.

What would Kimathi say if he was around to see this?

And my eyes turned misty.

My two cents worth on Kenya’s current state.

Last weekend, my friend who has been born and raised in The Rift Valley called me to cancel a scheduled meeting as he had to urgently travel back home. The parents had requested him to help them move out of the land they had called home for many years. The neighbors’ houses had gone up in flames and theirs was the only home standing. That night, he had to sleep up in a tree in fear of being attacked at night, as he watched over the animals that had been left behind as the only items they could move in such a short notice was just house furniture.

The young men he grew up with, the people they had employed over the years as farm-hands are the same people who in the middle of the night were torching their houses, burning down their crops in the farm , the food in the stores and mercilessly killing their animals.

We might try to blame all these on elections but the elections are just a vent that has let out the anger that some people have been carrying around. You don’t wake up one day and start killing your neighbor who you have co-existed with for many years unless you have been carrying a grudge. The sooner we address the root of these issues the closer we will get to a permanent solution. Otherwise we will sweep this under the carpet and five years down the line the same situation will bare its ugly head.

Happy New Year

Happy new year to everyone i hope that this year will be all that you wish for and more. As it goes i have my new year resolutions in check. But to make sure that this year is more succeful for me, i have to look back at the old year on what  happened, what i might have done wrong or what i should have done different.

The year 2007 is an year i would like to forget very fast i can say as far as i can remember it was the worst year of my life.  In late July i lost a person who i would have called my mother in law. Having grown up without a mother i was realy looking forward to someone who would be a mother figure for me but God has his ways and only him who knows the reason why.

In September i broke up with my boyfriend, this tore me inside out and the pain i went through almost felt physical.

2007 is the year that i was in and out of the hospital as far as i can remember.

I think in all of my life i have never taken as much alcohol as i did in the last quarter of 2007.

The year closed with election violence which has left me utterly shocked, that a neighbour can lift his hand against someone he has co existed with for many years.

So what are my resolutions this year.

I have to let go of alcohol – by and by am getting there last time i tasted alcohol (1st of January) it was so bitter(good sign heh?)

I have to seek God -all that i went through last year left me so angry with God, its taking time for me to accept that this are his ways and that he has a reason for each and everything.

Live a day at a time - Am always worrying about what tommorow will bring and i think its about time i let go of that.

Get a new job -I dont think its the money that would make me move but the feeling of ” ooohhh no not to that place again” everytime my alarm goes off  is enough warn me that all is not well.

Save more and invest -I need to generate more money and i dont think in this lifetime my employer can ever make me say “at last i have enough money”

lose some weight -This is a classic new year’s resolution for almost everyone and it applies to me too.

Stay away from men -They are nothing but trouble!

Happy New Year everyone and let peace prevail.

Iam Excited

Today am excited. First of all, it’s the last day at work this year and we are working half day, we have the office Christmas party in the afternoon up to early evening. In previous years we have always had a Christmas lunch where the boss sits at the head of the table and yaps a lot about who has or who has not done what that year. We are actually having a real party with food booze, bowling, fussball, pool….geez I can’t wait.

Second thing about today is that my sister and my friend have fixed me up on a blind date, they have always insisted my taste for men is wanting (I actually know they are always referring to my ex boyfriend). So from now henceforth they have taken up upon themselves to get me a man who is more suitable for me. Iam meeting this guy today with them chaperoning us alongside their boyfriends. I sort of like the idea of the whole blind date thing.

So, I am excited today.

There we were

We held hands as we walked out of the bar,

 I was tipsy and feeling on top of the world

I could tell you were too.

You leaned towards me and kissed me

I kissed you back for endless minutes

The ‘moon light’ perfectly shining down on us

“Get a room” I heard someone say

Thats when reality hit me

We were under a street light on Kimathi Street!

Extremes this weekend

It’s been like a month now since I moved houses and Saturday morning found me digging in some unpacked suitcases looking for a specific top that I had to wear for the office drink up and we were to have at Olepolos(a nyama joint in Masaai land) . I stumbled upon a shirt that belonged to my ex-boyfriend and the sight of it made my whole body go numb. I slowly sat on my bed and for about 30 minutes I just sat there holding the shirt staring into nothing. I can’t tell what went through my mind all that time but it’s like I was lost into an abyss. I think it was the shirt that brought back all the hurt I went through both physically and emotionally during the breakup. Reliving that pain made my body go into defense mode and become numb.

The drive to Olepolos was good and the drink up was something that was long overdue. This was a first for our office, as we have grown into a culture where keeping to ‘your own business’ is the norm. The drive back was something I would like to forget soon. My colleague who was at the wheel missed a corner in the winding sharp corners and landed us into a bush , we sat in silence for a few minutes to take in what had just happened and the near miss experience we had.

I decided to spend Sunday in the safe haven of my house and enjoy some ‘me time’ which had me feeling rejuvenated this morning and looking forward to the  last working week of this year.

Camping

There are days when life seems so bliss and the there are days when life really sucks, am having on of those days, on the latter. End of year…..so much to do in so little time. This is when my boss suddenly realizes he has to close his accounts and woe unto me because my career changes to Accounting. I have been spending weekends and holidays in the office giving a ‘helping hand’ to the Accounts department but funnily enough am not complaining because the first week of January which is just around the corner will be  reviews time. This time round I intend to smile all the way to the Bank, that’s why am here dutifully kissing ass when the occasion calls.

Moving on,  about two weekends ago my buddy gives me a call on a Saturday morning asking me what am doing on that weekend and as usual I tell him “working” . He mentions he will be heading out to Naivasha that Saturday evening for camping with a group of his friends and wanted me to join him. I dismissed him with a “we will see” my intentions being to grab 5 beers later on in the evening and sit at home and watch a movie or two, but  when he called me at around 7 and convincingly persuaded me to join him i just packed my bag and off we went

His friends had arrived earlier and were stone drunk by the time we were getting there which was about midnight ( we actually had a small detour, some pub of his in Kabete and to fix a puncture) There was a disco in that camping site which had a dancing floor big enough to hold a circus. I found it pleasing that I could dance and not find my nose under someone’s armpit (am actually very short).One of the guys mentioned that he had nyama in his boot and all we needed was a fire. We got a fire lit up but almost everyone was too tired, sleepy or drunk to stay awake just a few of us ended up barbecuing the meat up until 5 in the morning. It was actually very nice sitting by the fireside and having a nice conversation. We didn’t get to sleep much and next morning we decided to explore what Naivasha has in store.

 We started off with a boat ride,  the sun was out, the water was blue and we were all geared up to see some hippos. We got disappointed though as the hippos were not in sight but one way or the other we had to entartain ourselves so a game of splashing each other with water didnt seem so bad at that moment as the boat took us round the lake.

We headed out of the camping site to trek in hells gate which turned out to be such a fit for the unfit. All I can say about Hells’s Gate is the the view and experience were breath-taking i felt like i was walking on the moon.

We finally went round the park and had a close up view of some wild animals. before heading back to Nairobi by end of day. That was one weekend i would say was well spent.

Writings on the Wall

Meme

I got tagged by Mona who is Anything but ordinary. I hope I got the meme rules right so here goes

The rules

1- Link to the person that tagged you and post the rules on your blog.

2- Share 7 random and/or weird things about yourself.

3- Tag 7 [or none or a million] random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs.

4- Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog [or just wait til they read the post themselves].

    7 Weird things about me

1. I am in love with the color yellow, I dream eat, sleep yellow, recently I came across a tiny cute yellow little baby’s dress while window shopping and the urge to get it overcame me, I had to have it, and I got it just because it was YELLOW and now its perched proudly on my bedroom wall.
2.  I believe I am psychic, I have always known something was up ever since one night during my final high school exams I dreamt with a particular question and surprisingly enough the question came in the following’s day exam. Recently, on my way to work I thought of my colleague who has this white cute dress and as sure as the sun shines she wore it that day, anyone knows where I can nurture my psychicness?
3. I am a computer nerd by profession and I get my kicks hacking into systems. You don’t want to imagine what the world has ‘hidden’ out there.
4. I have stolen and without any shame, I was in class 2 and we had to bring along bean-bags for art and craft lesson. I shamelessly stole my desk mates and presented it to the teacher as my own. I got a good thorough caning when my desk mate stood up and pointed that I had her bean-bag
5. You know the way you go shopping for shoes and try out the right shoe first to get a good fit coz it’s naturally just a little bit bigger than the left? Well mine is quiet the opposite, I try the left foot first coz it’s extremely bigger than the right one.
6. I am obsessed with getting on a roller coaster.
7. When I cry I feel so stupid that I just stop crying.

 I Tag

Mzungu Eriki – http://mzungueriki.blogspot.com/

Kimundu – http://myfatherspigeons.blogspot.com/

Crazy single Kenyan – http://tuffgong76.kenyanblogger.com/