My beautiful change

The last time I sat in our home on a Saturday like this, I ended up cutting my six and a half year old locks. I had been thinking about it for the better part of 2012. I had grown tired of going to the salon and the realisation that coloring my hair may have been the last straw, they started breaking and I didn't feel them anymore. It may also be that I couldn't remember what it is like to have short hair and didn't even know the texture of my own hair. Why? Because as Africans we grow up with very unhealthy relationships with oor hair, body and basically our very self. Your hair cannot come in contact with water as it will shrink, and we are all told that sleek and straight hair like a mzungu is what is beautiful. We are told that being thin is the way to go and many other things. So thought I have had natural hair since 2005, I realised that the only reason I locked it was because I was tired of dealing with the kinky in it and that it wasn't seen as beautiful enough to have natural hair. The locks of course gave me a trendy and rebel-ish look, they may actually have helped in getting me a husband :-)
So when I started thinking about cutting them locks, I of course wondered how I would look without them as they had become my identity, a part of me. The day I cut them, I didn't feel any different, no alarms bells went off and neither was there a special party to celebrate. I know the mister was a tad disappointed that I had done it. I felt that I had wanted something for me and did it for me without thinking of anyone else's feelings or opinions. Since then I must note that my head has received a whole lot more attention from the mister than I can remember :-), we are both enjoying the change on my head.
From this I deduce the insecurities brought about my change. I could decide to look at myself as less appealing to my mister because I no longer have locks, I could spend time wondering whether he loves me and sees me the same way now that my hair is slightly longer than his, I could choose to feel less of myself due to the change. I haven't done any of this because I know change is as good as new; I know the mister's love for me is still as solid.Sometimes change is not the most comfortable thing and I know it can come with far greater consequences than those brought about by cutting my hair, but I believe it  all works out in the long run.
So whether you are enjoying the change or not, remember nothing is permanent, no situation is too big for God to turn around and eventually you will see the good in it. 

I'm Back

Wow, its just been a minute, haki days are flying to someplace unknown to me. The good news is that Mister and I finally tied the knot on Sept 10th 2011. It was an AWESOME day!! That other word better/superior than awesome, yeah, that's what our day was. We enjoyed thoroughly! The whole week had been gloomy, lots of rain and no sun and we had many challenges regarding our wedding day but God really came through for us; those for sure were clear indicators that He really wanted us to end up together.
So the Mister thinks he is funny and I should be blogging about his funny wit :-). For sure he makes me laugh a lot, I'm not sure I can capture the humor here but I will try. Here to much more laughter in days to come.

Something new-Day 6

It looks like my week has five days seeing as I havent posted since Saturday :D. I had a busy Sunday looking for a house seeing as mine truly and I are set to get a house to live in after the wedding. If I find one end of this month I will move in to 'warm' the place before the D-day. I enjoyed the aftey with our friends' baby gal who plays imaginary games with me such as eating imaginary things, and has such a cute smile. So the house search is still on and I know I'm really bad in that department so I'm using all the help I can get :D
S today I worked a bit late and was walking to the bus stop thinking of how I didnt have time to take a photo at all, then suddenly it was there in front of me. I walk this street at least 8 times a week and I have never noticed this dome like, grandfather clock like thing on Kipande house KCB.

Never seen this before, I think we walk too distracted and guarding our property we do not even notice the beauty around us.

I thought this was a nice shot, I will be still and take more of such photos in the coming days.

Something new-Day 5

I had one of those busy Fridays. My boss came in from the US and I had to go pick her from the airport o__o (my friend told me I shouldnt complain but see it as I being the 1st person she wants to see when she wants to see when she's just arrived :) )
I had a chance to see the first glimmer of sunshine for the first time yesterday at around 6:00pm (it was such a gloomy grey weathered day). The sun came up when it was just setting and I caught the following amazing photos. Note to self, its about time to get a more powerful camera :). Enjoy

This is Uhuru highway from my office window at around 7:oopm

Something new-Day 4

There are a lot of homeless people in Nairobi if the people I find sleeping in Uhuru park in the morning is anything to go by. I was shocked to see people waking up from some shanties on a path I used to use to walk to work a few moths ago. This week one of the media houses aired an news feature on a 'lodging' of sorts in one of the slum areas in Nairobi, People got to this old man's place and pay 30 shillings to spend the night at his premise, there are no mattresses or blankets so people cover themselves with whatever they have/can. In the morning at least 100 people queue to share a bathroom and one toilet. I felt very sad for all those well bodied men and women who for one reason or another cannot afford a place to call home and yet were grateful that they could afford the 30bob to have a place to spend the night. During the day their sleeping area is converted into a market where people buy and sell food stuff. So this morning I noticed all these people sleeping in Uhuru park, I passed by there at 8:30am, which means that really they probably spent the night in the biting cold or committing crimes across the town. I feel that something is very wrong in this nation, our poor are ignored and there is a lot of injustice. This I feel is what continues to breed the crime and other vices in this country. Lord I pray that you remember us in your favor and heal our land, Amen.

This person probably spent the night here, homelessness is real in this country :(


I went for REAL Group (popularly known as home church or cell group) today evening where we were having a farewell dinner for one of the members daughter's boyfriend who is going to school in the States. They shared their worry (ies) that they would be apart and I remembered myself in early 2008. Accepting the distance and refusing to feel sorry for myself was I think one of the hardest thing I did that year. I wanted to tell them many things, of how I trusted God with what I thought (still think) is the best thing to ever happen to me, and believed that whichever way things turned out, that was what God wanted for us. I wanted to tell them how I took a while to believe that God wants the best for me,(at all times and in every situation) but when I did, it gave me such peace and its still one of the truest things I know. I wanted to tell that that I never thought we would have enough money to constantly keep in touch or visit, but in His own way and in His timing God blessed us and gave us opportunities , opportunities to bond and know each other whether its over the phone, skype or brief visits. I could have told them how hard it was to find a balance and a rhythm but when we did, we wondered why we didnt figure it our earlier. I wanted to tell them many things, but I just didnt, because all of us have different stories and paths I told them what I felt was the thing that sustained and continue to sustain us; Commitment to each and to God and prayer, that is the secret.
Here is the food we enjoyed ;)

Viazi karai

Fried chicken

The lady of the house had received 12 stem roses from the hubby. I have never counted the number of the stems of roses the few times I have received flowers from prince charming :O

This salad was awesome, was my best 'dish' for the night

and this ladies and gentlemen was my plate :)

Something new-Day 3

I woke up totally tired this morning so walking to work was not an option;I was too hungry and I didnt feel that my feet would carry me there. I did a couple of sit-ups :D. So instead of even walking the shorter route to the stage, I found my mzee cab guy and paid kshs 100 to get to the road. Btw, this cab guy from the blues started speaking to me in Kyuk.Ddespite the fact that I understand Kyuk, I dont respond to guys like that because I'm like, what makes you think all Kenyans speak Kyuk?? So anyway I think I've used this guy's cab for too long because for example when he wants to wave to his mafans, he just does it across me, and I'm like, whatever happened to personal space!! Note to self, start sitting back left in his cab from now henceforth. Anyhoo, back to my story.

I had my home packed lunch of vegetable rice and an slice of avocado. I had carried some yoghurt but generally I dont like yoghurt so I dilly dally with a cup of it till I can see the expiry date is like tomorrow or the day after. I only take it because I'm told its good for my reproductive health :D. So its still on my desk, maybe I will take it tomorrow.

After my no walking policy morning I decided to walk home in the evening. It was a nice walk with people, motorists and pedestrians alike staring at me for some reason. I got home in 50 mins. I would have taken close to 1.5 hrs to get home if I had taken the bus!! So on my way home I took one photo and then decided to share what I am reading and listening to currently.
Here goes;

You see the guy in white?He's either Chinese or Japanese, one minute he was sort of running down the road and the next I saw him sprinting in the opposite direction. I had to zoom in to capture him but clearly I didn't capture his small frame and weird runnign style. We are all after something, maybe his dream is to train in Kenya to beat all these Kenyans who keep winning world marathons :D

I bought this magazine because Muthoni Wanyeki is a woman I admire. She is brilliant and knows her stuff. I can tell you for free that I think they paid her handsomely to get her smiling like that, she is always so no-nonsense type but is also very good natured.

I want to give a copy of this album to everyone I know :). This band is really talented and you can feel their love for God as they sing. A lot of the songs are prayers and I have been making those prayers for myself every time I listen to it #totallyinlove

Juliani is my best Kenyan musician, he is not afraid to tell it like it is and he has quite a sense of humor.

This book reminds me of lessons I learnt during school of prayer in 2008. I like that I can take notes in it as well as memorise scriptures. I bought it in response to the messages of Intimacy with God which my church, Mamlaka Hill Chapel has been going through.

Something new-Day 2

So today I totally forgot to take my photo for the day, like totally forgot,I was thinking of it as I walked to work but it just escaped my mind, guess its all the things I needed to get done at the office.
If its anything to go by or to feel happy about, two people have told me that I looked smaller, not sure its not because of the skirt I wore today so we will have to back it up with evidence obtained from trying on the gown again :).
This walking to work is doing terrible wonders to my legs and feet, the pain and tiredness I am currently experiencing is just something else:(. Today I packed my gyming gear but by noon I was feeling so wasted already I didnt see myself going to do those exercises. I may have to pick going to the gym in the morning because this maneno for around lunch time may not really work well. But I have started to think whether I really need the gym, I will decide on Saturday when I try on the gown again.

ION, one of my favorite cute sweetest baby -my landlady's last born- has since metamorphosed to a ka-terrorist. She keeps pulling off my fridge stickers and when she's doing something wrong, she goes into a mode of repeating everything I say therefore making it all a big joke. How I wish I could hit her.... :D

Gdnt peeps