The year is winding down so it’s time to count my blessings. Here are my 10 favorite moments from the past 12 months. In no particular order (apart from the first two, I have to get the selfish ones out of the way first)
If you watched my snaps in 2016 (its arzizz btw) you would appreciate the struggle. I did everything, from coconut oil to rogaine to biotin with no luck. At some point this year I said to myself, I am beautiful without the beards and I can’t come and die so I shaved it off, everything. And the God of just like that answered my prayers. The beard grew back and multiplied! My true beauty was revealed. (To be honest, it is not bushy or full like that. But it is connecting and I can’t ask for more).
I was never a fatso. I have always had control over my weight. My problem is knowing when to stop. 3 years ago I decided to “cut” with the following result
I then decided to bulk. That was going well and I loved bulking until Tiwa started playing my stomach with a silly smile on her face “Ope this your stomach is not going o”. And there was the sly comment “Aww your face is chubby, it is cute”. I tried (in vain) to explain how bulking works but the bullying did not stop. So I thought you know what, lemme demonstrate it practically. So I started cutting again, properly this time without looking like a Kenyan runner . Fortunately for her (and my followers on snapchat) it is still winter so I can’t be walking around topless. But come summer eh! Speaking of summer…
My brother got engaged men. And I am super proud of him. I know the cliché thing to say is that I have watched him grow into a decent man blah blah, but there was a noticeable change when he started dating Tayo and you could actually see the transformation from a typical smart genius to a mature and socially conscious and responsible man. They are both passionate about a lot of things and it is wonderful to witness. Even more reason to love them is the fact that they have provided me with a platform to show off and walk around topless next spring. Lol my snapchat is not ready
My sister and Jude got married this year in the most turnt (do people still say that) wedding I have been to. As an adult I never met one of my sister’s boyfriend (as adult because as teens a couple of my friends tried it). The only one I met was Jude. I remember the meeting him for the first time and I though oh he is nice. And I thought that was that, I will probably catch up with him if and when he decided to marry my sister. But fair fucks to Jude, he actually made the attempt to relate to me. I remember my Dad asking him “Jude how did you manage to get Ope to be your friend” And I also though, yeah nigga how did you do that?. So when Bimbo and Jude were getting married, it wasn’t my sister marry some random dude, she was marrying a friend. And Jude is a lucky man cos in my sister he is marrying a genuinely (if at times stubborn) caring woman. I don’t think I know anyone that cares about people she is close to as much as my sister and I am excited to watch their family grow.
For the first time in my life I am able to answer the question: where do you see yourself in ten years. I now have a plan! Unfortunately in my plan there is only scope for 1 child, for the next 10 years anyways. Peradventure after 10 years Tiwa wants another child, it will be discussed. It was actually hard to fit 1 kid into that plan to be honest but hey, apparently marriage is about compromise.
We celebrated our 1 year anniversary in June this year (although for some reason people were under the impression that it was in December and Tiwa was indulging them, as if I am gonna just let her sneak in another anniversary). Tiwa actually unlocked another level in our marriage recently. The we need new pots and pans and plates level. I was puzzled when she told me we are getting new plates.
Ope we need new plates o
Erm why, did you actually break all the plates (she is not the tallest woman and she might have had an accident)
No, I didn’t. The plates we have are ugly!
Tiwa they are plain white plates
Exactly! We need fine ones with flowers..
We need pots too!
We don’t even cook like that!!
Then I started thinking about my marriage and how I like the fact that we actually communicate about everything even if it is trivial. (I had to let her know I was getting a VPN router a couple of weeks ago and I suspect she gave about as much fucks as I did with the plates). I really like that. My first instinct is to tell my wife or ask my wife first. I know I have the tendency of painting Tiwa as a goofy person on my blog but she is the best thing in my life. Check out the next three moments
Tiwa got a Job
Naturally I want to hate on her cos she got the job in the field I wanted but I am not that petty. She also got the job in Leeds which meant we didn’t have to relocate to London which came as a relief. The plan was to relocate to London cos all the jobs in her field were based there. I don’t know if you know this but people in London are suffering, don’t let snapchat fool you, they pay thousands to live in a cardboard box and they wake up at 5:30 every to cram inside a tube full of sweaty smelly sometimes pervy people. You then get the added bonus of occasional terrorist attacks, a dash of random stabbings and a sprinkle of acid attacks. Fuck London. I was ready to relocate for love and shit but thank God she got the jobs in Leeds. And because I am genuinely interested in her job when she talks about her day at work, I actually listen
Tiwa got a Car
This was a relief for me. Before she got it I had to drop her in the station every morning. Every morning guys. Its not the dropping of part that was killing, it was the waiting for her to finish getting ready part. And also I didn’t have to deal with the “can you please go to tesco on your way”line You have a car now, Tiwa and you work in Leeds city centre, you too go to tesco!. There were some teething issues when she got the car cos she had to get used to driving on the motorway. She made me drive her car on the motorway at 10 pm once cos she was worried about crosswind effect so I had to establish a safe speed limit, because who drives a 1.4 litre ford hatchback at above 80 mph.
Tiwa getting her PhD
In record time as well! Her supervisors couldn’t keep up with her, she had to wait on them! She got bored of waiting and actually got a job while writing her thesis! Got me a smart one. She plans on starting
her own our own consultancy firm and I am here for it. Because I am not about to form “as a man I must be the main breadwinner”. Fuck that. We are sharing that PhD and maximizing the money from it. We both doctors.
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Anyhows that is it for now, have a wonderful xmas and a happy new year