I need a holiday.
And I want to go to the UK, lol!
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Monday, October 29, 2007
Please say something
I am in a dilemna. My son is soon turning two and still will not talk comprehensively. I'm told by most people (parents and 'un-parents') that it is because he has no kids to play with, he needs someone to push him to, but how, the other day he shocked me by singing, 'ba ba ba ba sh juu'. I was amused. At least he gets to do something he loves, sing. And the boy can dance too, wish we still had Dancing competitions like we had in the 80s, with the Rarewatts, Kanda King, Hawa Diawala, wonder what happened to her, gal could move!!!
Anyway, another solution is to get another baby. Problem, get another baby and then? The one who is not talking will teach the new baby not to talk? Pray do tell......... or better still teach the new baby Banjuka? Its would be fun, being our only means of communication. You want food, sing banjuka, u need to sleep, banjuka more, or dance to attract attention. He turns two on 14th November and hope he'll sing for himself a birthday song. Does talking in the sleep count, he does that alot when he's gone to bed tired. I know he will get there soon. Another barrier is the language issue. But I also blame my former housegal, all she did was compose songs, she sang in the church choir, so had to time for the boy. Now I have another one I threatened to dismiss as she always refused for the boy to play outside, she only wanted to listen to Kilunda and watch Family TV while the boy cried for attention, anyway that has changed now.
I want to take him to school but the only ones available I can afford are in the village. The kid will be talking 'prate' for 'plate', 'ketoro' for 'kettle', 'grass' for 'glass' and vice versa. I heard or read somewhere that kids are fast learners, they didn't clarify how this 'fast' is supposed to be, slow fast, fast fast, moderate fast? Thanks to our tutors.
My sincere condolences to the family of our KTN Mending the ribbon presenter Tom Arocho, he was a pillar of hope to all those affected and infected with the HIV virus. May the Almighty rest his soul in eternal peace....
Need to go watch news at 9 to see who did what where and why.
Peace
Anyway, another solution is to get another baby. Problem, get another baby and then? The one who is not talking will teach the new baby not to talk? Pray do tell......... or better still teach the new baby Banjuka? Its would be fun, being our only means of communication. You want food, sing banjuka, u need to sleep, banjuka more, or dance to attract attention. He turns two on 14th November and hope he'll sing for himself a birthday song. Does talking in the sleep count, he does that alot when he's gone to bed tired. I know he will get there soon. Another barrier is the language issue. But I also blame my former housegal, all she did was compose songs, she sang in the church choir, so had to time for the boy. Now I have another one I threatened to dismiss as she always refused for the boy to play outside, she only wanted to listen to Kilunda and watch Family TV while the boy cried for attention, anyway that has changed now.
I want to take him to school but the only ones available I can afford are in the village. The kid will be talking 'prate' for 'plate', 'ketoro' for 'kettle', 'grass' for 'glass' and vice versa. I heard or read somewhere that kids are fast learners, they didn't clarify how this 'fast' is supposed to be, slow fast, fast fast, moderate fast? Thanks to our tutors.
My sincere condolences to the family of our KTN Mending the ribbon presenter Tom Arocho, he was a pillar of hope to all those affected and infected with the HIV virus. May the Almighty rest his soul in eternal peace....
Need to go watch news at 9 to see who did what where and why.
Peace
Friday, October 26, 2007
Its not a beautiful day
It should be a good morning but, apparently, it is not. I do appreciate the rains and the heavens decided to open up last night and wash away all the dust that has been gathering for a while now. Thanks!
Had a not so good a day yesterday. I got a call from a long time friend who I've not spoken to in a while............don't know why. He just buried his dad two weeks ago! I never knew about it, was in the papers, well, I don't go through the photo album, only when I know someone I think I know could be honored there. Anyway, heavens called and the old man was laid to rest, holla at my kid siz and bro, tell them I miss them so.
Had an uneventful day at the office, what with the systems being down 80% of the time, you get tired not doing anything so its the reason I resorted to blogging. Didn't know it would be addictive on day 2. Well since I wasn't too busy and my dear friend had called, we chatted for a while and as soon as I put down my fone, my supervisor called me. Its not a normal thing to be called by her so I knew I'd done something, just didn't know what. She first asks me if I know how long I'd been on the fone. I didn't time myself. She had timed me, I had taken over ten minutes of company time on that call. I henceforth need to cut down on personal calls. I did not argue but in my mind I thought, 'THE SYSTEMS ARE DOWN, I CANNOT DO MUCH GAL!'. Hey, she's the boss and I'm still on probation.
Stanchart invited Diva account holders for some drinks at Alfajiri. But they didn't say they would charge us for the same drinks they'd called us for, banks! I should have just gone home to play with my boy. And again I didn't know it was like a market with different companies showcasing their businesses. I liked the t-shirts by APA Insurance that said 'I LOVE BREASTS'. Yap. Its for Breast cancer awareness, the self examinations at home, I actually never did one before. But last night I did, no lumps there.
My big boy's been unwell, guess his pressure's up again. Had to accompany him to Nairobi Hospital after my Stanchart 'bash'. He'd picked up my small boy and since he hadn't eaten from 2.30pm, he was not amused and he did a number on him including peeing in the car, serves him right for starving the kid. Anyway, got home by 10pm, made the boy eat, he hates food and I dont understand why, coz I love my food.
Anyway, was in bed by 11.
Let's see what today hold for me.
Had a not so good a day yesterday. I got a call from a long time friend who I've not spoken to in a while............don't know why. He just buried his dad two weeks ago! I never knew about it, was in the papers, well, I don't go through the photo album, only when I know someone I think I know could be honored there. Anyway, heavens called and the old man was laid to rest, holla at my kid siz and bro, tell them I miss them so.
Had an uneventful day at the office, what with the systems being down 80% of the time, you get tired not doing anything so its the reason I resorted to blogging. Didn't know it would be addictive on day 2. Well since I wasn't too busy and my dear friend had called, we chatted for a while and as soon as I put down my fone, my supervisor called me. Its not a normal thing to be called by her so I knew I'd done something, just didn't know what. She first asks me if I know how long I'd been on the fone. I didn't time myself. She had timed me, I had taken over ten minutes of company time on that call. I henceforth need to cut down on personal calls. I did not argue but in my mind I thought, 'THE SYSTEMS ARE DOWN, I CANNOT DO MUCH GAL!'. Hey, she's the boss and I'm still on probation.
Stanchart invited Diva account holders for some drinks at Alfajiri. But they didn't say they would charge us for the same drinks they'd called us for, banks! I should have just gone home to play with my boy. And again I didn't know it was like a market with different companies showcasing their businesses. I liked the t-shirts by APA Insurance that said 'I LOVE BREASTS'. Yap. Its for Breast cancer awareness, the self examinations at home, I actually never did one before. But last night I did, no lumps there.
My big boy's been unwell, guess his pressure's up again. Had to accompany him to Nairobi Hospital after my Stanchart 'bash'. He'd picked up my small boy and since he hadn't eaten from 2.30pm, he was not amused and he did a number on him including peeing in the car, serves him right for starving the kid. Anyway, got home by 10pm, made the boy eat, he hates food and I dont understand why, coz I love my food.
Anyway, was in bed by 11.
Let's see what today hold for me.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Its a beautiful day
It's a beautiful sunny day. Could not ask for more. Just had my lunch. Thought I would survive on two bananas but by the time I was done, I wanted food, real food, with nyama, mboga, ugali or rice. Well, I did get that and since I have to go for some drinks in the evening, my tummy has got to be ready for that part too.
Just back from a trip to the UK. Was great, had fun from day 1. Arrived Heathrow mid afternoon, was picked by a very good friend, went home, showered and hit the road. Yah, basically. Had to rush to dinner since it was her birthday and the place we were going to (Limehouse) was not a familiar territory to her, of course its was my first few hours in the UK too. The running around we did, from trains to buses to buses and more buses. Only to realise that we had be lied to by an 'Oga' brother who looks after lost sheep like us in the UK.
Anyway, we made it to dinner, 2hours late, the Chinese chap was kind enough to reprimand us, but all in all had a lovely time.
Went to 'House of Toby', a Ugandan chap's club, met a few Kenyans and Ugandans there, freeze and shine, man I was freezing and they were in spaghetti tops and minis, I could only envy them. Had nyama choma by a Kenyan Kale dude, was great, then started dozing off at 4.00am, we hadn't slept a wink since leaving Nai the previous morning at 8.00am.
I was forgetting, before we ended up at House of Toby, we got lost looking for the Club Afrique of UK and that's how we ended up the 'house'. I didn't mind coz at least I got to sleep a bit in the car as our 'chauffeur' was trying to find her way around London.
All I can say is that it's a massive city. Made it back home at 5am after getting lost again, I could tell as anytime I woke up the second driver had a map on his lap trying to find direction (the shortest) back to my galfriend's house. We made it ok but all I remember is waking up at around 10.00am for another long day. Later!
Just back from a trip to the UK. Was great, had fun from day 1. Arrived Heathrow mid afternoon, was picked by a very good friend, went home, showered and hit the road. Yah, basically. Had to rush to dinner since it was her birthday and the place we were going to (Limehouse) was not a familiar territory to her, of course its was my first few hours in the UK too. The running around we did, from trains to buses to buses and more buses. Only to realise that we had be lied to by an 'Oga' brother who looks after lost sheep like us in the UK.
Anyway, we made it to dinner, 2hours late, the Chinese chap was kind enough to reprimand us, but all in all had a lovely time.
Went to 'House of Toby', a Ugandan chap's club, met a few Kenyans and Ugandans there, freeze and shine, man I was freezing and they were in spaghetti tops and minis, I could only envy them. Had nyama choma by a Kenyan Kale dude, was great, then started dozing off at 4.00am, we hadn't slept a wink since leaving Nai the previous morning at 8.00am.
I was forgetting, before we ended up at House of Toby, we got lost looking for the Club Afrique of UK and that's how we ended up the 'house'. I didn't mind coz at least I got to sleep a bit in the car as our 'chauffeur' was trying to find her way around London.
All I can say is that it's a massive city. Made it back home at 5am after getting lost again, I could tell as anytime I woke up the second driver had a map on his lap trying to find direction (the shortest) back to my galfriend's house. We made it ok but all I remember is waking up at around 10.00am for another long day. Later!
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