Saturday, November 26, 2011
Oh My!
It was a delight to read that I had received an award from Aba T. Thanks so much girl.
So, I hear there are rules to this award too.
The Rules:
I. Answer the questions below
II. Tell seven random things about yourself
III. Pass the award to 15 other bloggers
Oh well, let's see what we can do here.
Questions1. Name your favorite colour: It's between blue and brown
2. Name your favorite song: Someone's watching over you by Yolanda Adams
3. Name your favorite dessert: Don't have any. Too many calories in them. lol!
4. What pisses you off?: Lies and arrogance
5. Your favorite pet?: That would be a cat. They give you peace.
6 .Black or white?: Black or white what?
7. Your biggest fear?: Loneliness and not doing things that are pleasing to God.
8. Everyday attitude?: Love yourself to the fullest.
9. Your best feature?: My lips. I remember the first time a guy looked at them and said "Wow! well defined lips". lol! That was when I realised I had cute lips. Can u imagine?
10. What is perfection?: Hmmmm... That would be success in all areas of life. Academic, career, social and romantic life....
11. My guilty pleasure: Vanilla ice cream over banana bread. Can you imagine how many calories are in one serving. Gosh! I try to take that after months and months of cardio. lol!
Now, I'm to tell seven random things about myself.
1. I love to sing. I've been told I sound goood too. Thank God!
2. I love to cook and experiment with food
3. I am an excellent listener
4. I have a limited amount of patience when it comes to unnecessary stupidity.
5. I love movies and serials.
6. My first job was at a video store. I just loveeeed it!
7. The ability to forgive is my weakness and strength.
Now I present this award to:
1. Dentaa
2. Another Shot
3. Nash
4. Ramblings of a Procrastinator in Accra
5. Think about it
Only got five. Anyways, hope you all have a great weekend.
Friday, October 21, 2011
KFC, What's the Fuss All About?
I've never been one who enjoys joining crazy queues just to purchase a meal. I've always had a 5min rule: If my order hasn't been taken five minutes after walking into the place, i'm out. After all, time is money and some of us actually schedule every freaking minute of our day.
So, imagine my surprise when I saw the wonderful queue at KFC on the Oxford street last Sunday. Was on my way to Smoothys and the traffic was crazy like hell. turns out that this was as a result of the large numbers of cars that couldn't seem to find parking. Didn't these people think about that when locating the eatery? Then again, that's Oxford Street for u. Frankies, Mr Biggs and even the Smoothys I was hurrying to have the same issues.
Forgive the digression for I'm not here to talk about parking. On a more serious note however, should we be rushing for such high unhealthy foods? The place was packed in a way beyond my comprehension. It's fried chicken for God's sake! The thought of how much Monosodium Glutamate each serving may contain makes me shudder. So can someone tell me people are patient enough to spend 20 minutes waiting for a meal which in my estimation, does nothing but make you unhealthy? Or is it really cheap? Your thoughts?
Friday, September 30, 2011
Crazy Gym Members!
Don't you just hate it when people act like they are the only ones who need to use the gym equipment? I mean, what's with the whole possessive attitude? Who uses the treadmill for 65minutes when there are others waiting in line to use it? It gets more irritating when the one using it isn't jogging/brisk walking but rather doing a very lazy walk on the machine. Jeez!
I'm usually the first one at the gym in the mornings so I get to use whatever I want. My evening sessions at the gym are however irritating. There is this particular lady who can be on the treadmill for more than an hour; like all the pounds would instantly disappear because she is walking at a slow pace for two hours. The first time it happened I asked the trainer whether there was no time limit for the use of machines. All he could say was that he believed the courteous members were smart enough to know that a packed gym meant no more than 40minutes on a particular gym equipment. Ha! Did he say courteous?Very funny!
Today's weight lifting session was equally irritating. Some people just refuse to wipe their sweat off the barbells when they are done. Abaa! Who says I want to share excretory waste with others? Na waa oo. Anyways, I'm not quitting the gym yet since my trainer offers me the two things I need, motivation and drilling but fun workouts.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
I Don't Even Have A Title For This...
Yesterday I was at the gym as usual, trying to briskly walk/jog on the treadmill with Beyonce's "freakum dress" playing in my ears. It wasn't until the tenth minute of my routine that I noticed I had an audience of one. The lady had been watching me move as she nodded her head in what seemed to be.... approval? Wow! I thought the gym was for exercising and not staring. Anyways, I ignored her and continued my workout till I was done.
Now get this, as I was taking a breather this lady walks towards me and asks, "Are you trying to lose weight?" Duhhhh! Now, anyone who really knows me would know that my weight is usually a sensitive issue to discuss. However, I looked at her and answered in the affirmative. That was when she decided to lecture me on garlic and weight loss.
Lady: E se se wo wri garlic no anopa ne anadwo. Na eba ma wo a ni saaa..... Srade ni nyinaa be pue
Me: (Surprised) Saa?
Lady: Shwee! Wo be ko toiret papa!
Now, for those who didn't get my poor twi, here's the translation.
Lady: You need to chew garlic in the mornings and evening. It will make you pass a lot of stool and all the fat will be excreted.
Me: Really?
Lady: Shwee... you will go to toiret (toilet) papa!
Only God knows how I was able to prevent myself from laughing. The interesting thing was that the lady who tried to prescribe the garlic remedy to me was overweight and, she was not a member of the gym (I asked). Perhaps she hasn't been visiting the loo as often as she should. After all, e be ma wo a ni saa!
* Forgive me if you find my language unpolished.
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