In My Mind!!

Wrote this about 2 years ago..on of my favourites..love it

I had a dream the other day. My 23year old self was talking to my 53 year old self. How very weird and quite strange. In that dream, I was having coffee with 53 but my 23year old self still stuck with the regular “hot chocolate”. 53 said she couldn’t stay long as she was having some guests over for dinner and hadn’t quite prepared (how typical of us waiting till the last minute). I thought since when did we get so excited about dinners and in fact since when did we start hosting dinners? 53 was either getting old or just slacking I silently wondered…

Whilst we were being served, I took a good look at 53. She was still tall, had smooth skin. She wore her hair very low just like mine but with a touch of grey. 53 still rocked the classic jeans and collared shirts. 53 still had my love of silver jewelry, watches and shoes. I mentally noted that she hadn’t lost that fine taste of fashion even though some call it weird (glad to see we didn’t lose that). 53 had a look about her. She had that sense of humour that I at 23 am still trying to develop. 53 looked like she had it together so I wondered why she wanted to see me.

And then it hit me. September just gone 53’s “last born” had started college so she began the story of how she had enjoyed well over 20years of motherhood with the children and now she had been made Redundant. I thought that was a rather harsh term but she continued “I have lost my day-job, how do I cope, who am I now??”

I thought 53 was quite melodramatic considering I had just been made redundant from my job but was still very calm. Your child only went to college and is going to come home soon to see you I said but she wasn’t having any of it. It’s not the same again she wailed I need more than that”. That was it 53 had officially lost her mind. She had gone bonkers.

I wondered what to say to 53 as she silently slurped her coffee. I thought of shopping. Shoe shopping I mentioned (seeing we still loved shoes especially trainers); she said yes to that but it was only temporary bliss so actually why bother 53 said. This wasn’t happening to “us”. We couldn’t be having a mid-life crisis.

Yes that is what it is!!! A mid-life crisis!! A Life changing period, so it was time re-evaluate 53’s life and develop a new identity for her. In fact I was getting vex. She couldn’t be “disgracing me”. I didn’t work my butt off all these years to have 53 break down on me like this… “Get yourself together woman I yelled. What utter nonsense. My mother, my grandmother and her grandmother did not break down like this when things went sour, so how dare you?? 53 stared hard at me and I glared back. I told her to get back to the gym as she was looking pudgy round the waist and if she had to Pilates then she must and best of all “GET BACK TO WORK”!!!

My 23 year old blood was beginning to boil and then 53 tried an excuse but my husband she said. What happened to your husband I roared? He is fine, he has got a job, and he smiles and attends every soiree you have and puts up with all your friends including the difficult ones so spare me. Lady you know before the babies arrived you were the boss, you controlled the game. You name was ringing bells from London to Lagos and even in America so woman get your act together and stop whining.

53 looks at me her eyes are now misty and then she gives me a hug and whispers “it will be well” and with those words spoken we both drift back into our own realities.

Letter to my Boss

If I was still working at my old job, this is the kind of letter I would write to my Boss during this world cup season; assuming that I am capable of doing this and I have written this with her in mind. In fact I should probably send this to her just for the fun of it. What do you say?

Dear Boss Lady,

Trust you are good? I know we are both busy so I shall cut right to the chase so we can both get back to work.

I am writing you this letter to inform you about the FIFA World Cup that has begun in the Motherland, Africa. The first time ever to happen on African Soil. This is no ordinary kind of football. This is the gathering of Football’s greatest and finest of which I intend to take in every waking moment.

Let me give you the dates of the world cup, it starts on the 11^th of June and ends the 11^th of July. So this is a whole month of football action at its best and since it comes around every four years the excitement is tremendous.

So let me state this for the duration of the world cup I shall come to work in the morning; however I shall leave much earlier than usual to go and watch the match. As you know, it is a thing of pride to sing the nation’s anthem so I intend to uphold my civic duty to all African countries by watching and singing the various anthems. I shall apologize in advance because I may show up at work a bit late some days. This will be determined by 2 major factors: the time the last match ends and how much alcohol is consumed due to either a win or a loss.

Now boss lady I know that you are not really into football which is fine. I myself love other sports with equal passion, like Tennis, Cricket and Basketball and I know you like some of these as well, but boss lady please I would like you to keep abreast of things, like not asking when a match is on; you say “so when is Man U playing”? Or is that David Beckham on the field wearing number 10? That would be known as stupid questions and you will be ignored for a month and your opinion will only be asked when totally necessary. Also don’t expect that we shall be 100% productive, we shall try and get the basics done but don’t push your luck in trying to force work especially when the Africans are playing.

Please be prepared to deal with our mood swings. Now depending on the game the night before, it will dictate the mood of the morning. So if England wins, I shall say something like this: “Yo morning boss, how are you? I am so happy; the 3 Lions did us proud. Yes Rooney and Gerard are the best. Would you like me to get you some coffee?” but if Nigeria loses, it may be like this: “morning boss” and that’s all you get for most of the morning. So, if you happen to know the results and you know my team lost, please do keep your comments to yourself unless I choose to talk about it.

Just to make things clear, since matches tend to start about mid day I will constantly be online to monitor goals and comments made about the matches on forum sites as well as twitter. I need to follow my fellow Nigerians’ comments as we Nigerians are known to have the best fun on twitter. So please let us not have the usual arguments about how ‘I can’t be online as I have to work’. It is essential that I be online. This is world cup season in Africa I repeat ‘I must not miss it’. So anytime past 3pm I will seize to be as efficient as I was earlier. From that time I will begin to wind down my work and prepare to slip out of the office to the nearest pub or rush home. Firing me is not an option because well, we know it is not an option, right boss?

Thank you very much for your understanding and I am looking forward to working with you while the biggest display of talent happens right on my continent.

Regards,

Odeli, Anni

My Crush

I had a crush on some guy and well..read on.

This is my attempt to write a poem

My Crush

The last time I felt this cool

It was most probably secondary school.

What exactly am I feeling??

I honestly don’t know.

All I know is I am giddy all over

It’s almost like being a kid again on Christmas morning.

My Crush

The first day I met you

You left a sweet taste in my mouth.

A smile on my face

No jokes but my heart did skip a beat.

Ahh!!!!

Whatever shall I do to retain a normal beat when I see you??

My Crush

Is this infatuation, lust or love?

I have no real idea.

It may appear since the first day I met you

I have been blinded by your features.

All my friends say I am besotted with you

And I don’t know what to do in this situation.

My Crush

My thoughts are getting deeper

Kai!!!

You don do me strong thing o

How when you walk by,

I get gingered by your swagger

Because no one else has got it like you do.

My Crush

I realise what I have for you is so big

But it seems you don’t know that I exist

I need to tell you how I feel

Yet somehow all courage fails me.

Why???

What have you done to me My Crush???

My Prime Minister resigned on Tuesday

I sat in my living room on a Tuesday evening generally lazing about. I had my Television on BBC 1, had the laptop on and suddenly my evening was interrupted. Why?? The Prime Minister was going to make a statement. So what I wondered? And then the bombshell was dropped. My prime minister was resigning. Chei!! This was major.

Why?? That was the question running through my head. Only the day before he had come out with a statement to say he would step down in September; so what happened in 24hrs? All these questions swarmed through my head as dear Gordon started to speak and he spoke. Gordon Brown talked about life in office, about how much he loved the job but he felt it was time to leave. Brown thanked his cabinet, our beloved Labour party and above all his wife Sarah Brown and their two boys. He paid tribute to the incoming government and the great British people. All in all Gordon Brown gave one of his best speeches ever.

As he and his wife and children took their final walk down Downing Street leaving house number 10, it was the final one as Prime Minister. He takes a drive just up the road to tell Her Majesty the Queen that he is resigning and within 20mins he officially ceased to become the premier. And we know the rest. The Queen then summons the leader of the opposition party and asks if he would form a New Government and he agrees thereby making David Cameron the new PM.

As i write this now i think about the last three years of Gordon Brown in power. A Prime Minister that was never elected by the people. Believe you me I wasn’t too excited when I found out he would be assuming office after Tony Blair but hey what can you do?? Mr Brown didn’t exactly have a smooth time in office as Prime Minister. Was it actually his fault that we had a Global recession? Was it his fault that unemployment is at its highest?? Was it his fault that all the things wrong that could happen to the UK happened?? Well I don’t know and even if I knew the answers to these questions I shan’t answer them.

We know many where against Mr Brown. Many didn’t think he was capable even inside the Labour party there was so much ruckus it almost split the party but he hung on. And when he finally called for the elections the opposition did not stop. After weeks of intense campaigning and live television debates Gordon hung on. From his awkward smiles and his funny hand positioning to his biggest gaff the Bigot Gate saga; Mr Brown and the Labour Party still trudged on till the last day.

So Gordon Brown leaves the position of prime minister the second most important job of his life to go back to the first job; being a husband and a father. I wish him well, the very best because I believe he is a great man. He was an excellent Chancellor of the Exchequer, one of the very best the Nation has had but above all, fault all you like he was a Prime Minister Of The United Kingdom elected or not.