Harrowing - My weekend

I was on my way to the cinema to meet Daddy's Girl for a Bollywood outing when i was almost robbed at 3pm on the Falomo Bridge. It took me running into the car in front of me for the situation to be over. I managed to get to the cinema and when i found a parking spot, i pulled out my phone and began to dial. I called a few people to relate my experience and i guess to hear some words to calm me down. I will admit that the experience tilted my mood a bit. But the thing that ticked me off the most was this noisy child in the seat behind me. This child was crying and laughing and screaming and was so irritating. I didnt hear the mother trying to scold the child. I thought i was going to flip when the child invaded my personal space and actually touched me. Touched my shoulder. Then began to tap me. Like it was a game. This child did it so many times, i couldnt believe it. I turned to Daddy's Girl and told her i couldnt believe this random child was touching me. We had to move but the first half of the movie was spoilt for me.

After the movie, i initially had plans to stay and see another movie but i just wanted to get home before it got dark. So i dashed to order my mom's pizza and there was this mother and daughter. The daughter had to be maybe 9 -10 years old. And her mom was telling her she couldnt have soda. The little girl asked why. Her mom said the soda had calories. The girl said no. Her mom raised her voice slightly and said sugar has calories - you need to lose weight. Mother then turns to her friend standing next to her and begins to talk about how her daughter needs to lose weight. As we walked away, i again turned to Daddy's Girl and said i could not believe that. What the hell? This child is young and had just a little bit of puppy fat in her cheeks and tummy region. I thought she was cute. If your child's weight concerns you, surely it can be managed behind the scenes without doing this? I sometimes have self image issues and my parents never ever made me feel that my weight was an issue. Never. Imagine if i had grown up with my mom pointing out the caloric content of food, i would be a hot mess right now. Manage the food that comes out of the kitchen. Flavored water instead of soda. Anything. I imagine that being a mom means a lot of creativity to get your kids to do the things you want them to. That little incident just bothered me sooo much.

I drove so defensively on the way home and drove way too fast. I just wanted to park my car. I told my parents about it and a friend that came over and i got the soothing words i needed. I had a bad dream that sort of replayed the whole incident - the man with the metal object hitting my window and trying to smash my windscreen while screaming that he had acid in a clear bottle he was holding.

Just for myself, i got up before everyone else and drove for like 20 minutes and then i came home. I dont know why i did that but i just felt that i had to.

Hope you all had a good weekend.

The highlight of my weekend

The fuel situation in Lagos means i have had to "ration" my journeys. Aside from the fact that all my crying and emotional rollercoaster of the past few days had taken their toll and manifested in a very weird cold/body ache thing, i just wasnt up to socializing at all this weekend. I had made plans with my new friend/fellow blogger - Daddy's Girl to see a bollywood flick at Silverbird on Sunday and since the Arsenal/Man U game was on that day as well, the plan was for my brother to hangout at Cubes with some guys while we got our movie on.

At about 1.30pm, my brother and I went to see my parents and let them know we were off. My mom looked at us and said "You guys look nice oh. Are you guys on your way to see Aunty V already?"

"Ehn?" - this was me complete with a look of confusion on my face.

My mom called out to my dad. When he came, she said "Didnt you tell these kids that that they are going to see Aunty V today?

My dad said "No. I thought you said you would tell them"

To which my mom replied "Ah. I thought we agreed that you would tell them"

Once that laughable attempt to place blame on each other was out of the way, both parents turned to us and smiled. My mom said "Oh. Did you people have plans? Sorry oh. Aunty V came from the village earlier in the week and she is staying with Uncle J (her son). She called us to say she wanted to see you guys today. Sorry oh."

At this point, i had started with the whole "but we have plans; we cant make it; cant we go next weekend?";....on and on i went. My brother was beginning to breathe funny, a sign that he was getting quite pissed.

My dad stepped in and said "maybe you wont have to go. Call your uncle to explain the situation to him. He will understand"

I picked up my phone ready to twist my words around to ensure we got out of this situation. My uncle picked up the phone and before i said a word he went "Uzi dear. I am almost at your house to get you guys. I hope you are ready because i am very hungry and my mom has cooked so much food for you".

Of course i said okay and hung up. So there we were on our way to a forced afternoon of "fun".

We got to his place and even though we were both fuming, we had to smile and pretend that we were absolutely thrilled to be there. At about 4pm, we mentioned that we were ready to go home. We figured we could at least be at home watching the game in peace. Nope. My uncle insisted that we stay in his house and watch the game. So ended up being there till 8pm.

We are still not talking to our parents.........

Snapshots from my weekend!

I had a full weekend and a really fun one too:

Friday Night: I stopped by at a friend's place after work. After a long trip to India, i got - you guessed it, a few indian movies. Then it was off to my house to prepare for my movie night i had planned. I had 2 girls come over and we watched Sex and the City, Prison Break, Pretty Woman and Under the Tuscan Sun. Chick flick night. So fun.

Saturday: I woke up to get to the gym. I didnt overdo it this week. Managed to get an hour and a half in and a lot of grunting towards the end when i did lunges and abs (the part i hate the most). Once again, the thought crossed my mind, why do these men come into the gym in packs and pnly workout their upper bodies? Toothpick legs and huge upper bodies. So wrong. I went home, took a shower and took off to the salon to get my hair and nails done. I took that step. I cut my hair. My hair has gone from past my shoulders to chin length and i am loving it. Rushed back home to get all dolled up and it was off to a wedding reception where get this: I had to wear a hat. LOL. Me, a hat with feathers and everything.

I fulfilled my obligations and staggered back home exhausted.

Sunday: Had to wake up and get ready to catch a movie at noon with a blogger: Daddy's Girl.
We had plans to see Don - an indian movie and i managed to drag an old friend along as well. We had fun. The movie was sooo great and we all loved it. Its interesting putting a face to the words. She is soooooo sweet. And beautiul and mega quiet. LOL. We are already making plans to see another movie. After the movie, my friend and I had lunch at this lovely italian restaurant called Al Dente. We talked and laughed and then it was back home to hangout with my parents and laugh loads.

It was the perfect weekend: movies, friends, laughter......Hope you all had a good weekend as well.....