My mother

My mother has been visiting so you know that had to be weird and uncomfortable. soon after settling into my apartment and literally taking over every inch of my bathroom and bedroom....
she proceeded to inquire about my love life or lack thereof, and like a typical Nigerian woman she told me that i better find a nice Nigerian boy soon because my shelf life was expiring.....
i looked at her and asked her why she didn't do the same, after all dad is not Nigerian. she said

"well i married for love. if i was smarter i would have found a nice rich society boy"

all this said with a straight face. that woman na wa for her. sometimes i wonder if she really is my mother!
the pressure to get married and move back home started right after i finished university while most other parents were telling their children to expand their cv's and go to graduate school my annoying mother and aunties were telling me to find husband and stop dating all these "foreigners". as if finding some rich wanker will solve all my life problems. my mother interjects that i wont have to worry about money, the way she goes on you would think that my father was a pauper. but i think all her new Lagos society friends are influencing her way of thinking, all of a sudden she want to wear the most expensive lace and have a different set of jewelry every weekend for a different wedding she just "has" to attend. its getting quite tiresome. so having her in my apartment for the past ten days on top of hiding my girlfriend from her...
of course i couldnt do that to her!
....actually it might be funny but i decided to spare her the heart attack. i have been consoling Miss B which in its self is getting irritating.
i have had it.
this is getting exhausting, i cant wait for my mother to leave my house! and soon!
otherwise i will actually loose my marbles!

i am infatuated with someone...
this is very unlike me to be having a crush at my age .....but for some reason i have the biggest high school crush on one of the artists that we are interested in showing his work, my lord! he is beautiful and sexy. you know how a man is when he is so sure of himself and confident? borderline cocky but oh! so sexy! yeah i am silly and i cant even help myself from blushing like an idiot whenever i speak to him. i remember the first time i met him i could not tear my eyes off his lips, he kept talking and i was just looking at him.thinking damn! your parents did good!
his work is fantastic, i have managed to slow down the timing and process of having his art in the gallery,all the more reason to have him come in.
he is African-American, a beautiful shade of brown, with long dreadlocks, a face that is so symetrical
lips, body, eyes...gawd! he is fine...ok enough of that, i think i just need some dick in my life right about now.
how have you guys been?