Best Thing In My Life

Hi all,

I know I've been MIA. But sometimes you just need me time. Down time, so sorry. But happy 2012 everyone! This one is gonna be a good one! Something has been sitting on me about last year, and I wanted to share. Despite not being here much last year. it was a good year for me and I thought I'd mention some highlights...they'll put this year into perspective...

On 31st December 2010 at church a wrote a list of five things. Very specific, that I wanted to begin in my life. And as I get each of them I'll let you know on here. I prayed to God for them, and believed in him to answer my prayers.

One of the things I asked for was a permanent job by the end of 2011, paying a minimum of £30,000. Considering I was in my first job, post-masters, barely any experience, earning £21,000, in the middle of a recession, on a temporary contract, it seemed beyond far from where I was then. Plus I was due to be out of contract at the end of January 2011. The team was full, and my manager was advising me on where to apply for jobs at my level. Maybe earning slightly more. £24,000 including London weighting looked reasonable.

So following my prayer I started looking for jobs in the region of £27,000...ambitious for my level, but with London weighting of around £3,000, that would bump me up to £30,000...just about.

Then an AMAZING thing happened. Three positions opened up in my team. One at £21,000 and two at £32,000. My manager encouraged me to apply for the one at my level, I was doing well, practically in-post and pretty much guaranteed it.

I didn't apply for it. I applied for one of the £32,000 roles...and I got it. First choice candidate with the highest score in the interview and application. And I was expecting to get the job around December as I had put a time-cap on my very specific came in MAY. Plus I get a travel allowance bonus. It's funny...I was scrapping around to JUST make the mark for what I had asked God for and he gave me just so much MORE!

Another prayer I prayed after having just broken up with my boyfriend was that I want to meet and know who my future husband would be by the end of the year. I started to date someone pretty soon in the new year who I had known since I was about 13...comfortable. He was nice, sweet, attentive and INTO ME. Like really. He seemed just so proud to be by my side. And he was God-fearing. PRAISE GOD.

But then something AWFUL happened...I just clean went off him. Like completely. For no apparent reason. And he tried everything, and he tried SO HARD, to keep it going. But it died. Just like that.

In the meantime I was still in contact with a couple of ex's (I must stress, this was NOT in any way other than as friends from a distance), including the one I broke up with in December 2010. One from a few years ago, who is in his early 30s starts talking about settling down. A few months later he's clear its me he wants to settle with and starts trying to make a play for me. Then someone else I was crushing on HARD in 2010 starts talking the settling down line...

But AMAZINGLY, I got back with this Ex from December 2010 (since blogging was SPARSE at the time, he has yet to be mentioned on here...). We didn't push our relationship. Or try to define it. After breaking up we went back to the basics of our friendship and it just seemed to grow from there. I never saw it coming. He just seemed to come out with it one day when we were talking, that he wants to be with me...and I just thought, yes. That was around April and we are STILL very happy together. Even more AMAZINGLY we both took it seriously, so much more than first time around. He is the first man to have ever been introduced to my family as my boyfriend and he has been very well received. And I have been invited to meet his family too...

And funnily enough, it has been easier this time. Which NEVER happens when you get back with an Ex. When we first got together I kind of saw him as a time filler. A nice guy but not the man of my dreams. I find it truly amazing that he seems to be everything I ever wanted. And not in the least who I expected him to be. I have never been happier.

THEN 30th December 2011, he PROPOSED. All of a sudden my mind flashes back to the prayer I made and I think 'Oh My Days, really?!'. Saying yes was the easiest thing I have ever done.

God gave me EVERYTHING last year, He is truly the best thing in my life. And all the good I have in my life can be traced right back to Him. 2011 was magical for me. And it looks set to continue.

I am TOTALLY psyched for 2012!!!!!

What did God do for you to psych you for 2012?

Where I Wanna Be!

Hi everyone!!!

*big wave*

I've been on a bit of a hiatus--cough, cough *side eye*

Sorry about that, you know that one where life just gets away from ya? YEAH...that one.

It's been a crazy few months and I've careened from being overwhelmed, to being miserable and then back again.

It started with me having so much to do I was barely sleeping and writing for anything other than work was just a massive ask. Then that became my life and in the monotony I just had nothing to share. But after all these months, life seems to have slowed down enough to share.

So here I am.

Ready to share.

This is where I wanna be.

I've had time to think about my blog as well. Just take time, take stock and think, do I really wanna be sharing so much of me? When it comes to personal blogs, I know people get like this from time to time. And even with a semi-hidden identity, sometimes you just have to question the sense in sharing to the degree that I sometimes do. But, hey. This is ME. This is who I am. This is where I wanna be.

I've never been much of a shy girl and I'm not good at hiding me. In fact, I've always been proud of the fact that I am ME, regardless of my audience (though as a kid my mother would tear her hair out, she too has come to appreciate it!).

So, on balance I have decided to continue to do me on this blog. With one caveat. Call it a qualification, if you will...

When life requires me to take a pause--
I will.

No apologies. No guilt.

Now don't get it twisted, I'm not tryna alienate my blog-friends. But when I started this, I didn't know you and I was doing it for me. I wanna keep doing this for me--with your support. This is where I wanna be.

Thank you for your support,
and keep reading! Because...

Love Alwayz,

Nsoromma...Child Of The Heavens

N.B. This title has me thinking an old song I used to love...and since sharing is caring. Enjoy Shade Sheist's Where I Wanna Be...

A week at Wembley...

Hey all,

After the mad Monday that I posted about, the day was finally upon me, ENGLAND V. GHANA at Wembley Stadium with my Cuzzy. I probably should have posted when I got home from the match (was a 1-all draw btw), but I was so tired and hyped all in one I pretty much passed out!

Anyone who was there should be able to tell you that the evening was electric! I think England underestimated how much us Ghanaian's love our football because we BROUGHT IT! It was so much fun being in the almost carnival spirit, talking to anyone and everyone. Seeing Abigail, Priscilla, Gifty, Vida, Mame, Nana, Kay, and all the other bait Ghanaians with bait names who probably all live in Broadwater Farms, who you hadn't seen in a while. EPIC.

And the chants:

- *clap* *clap* *clap* AWAY! *clap* *clap* *clap* AWAY!
- We will score you, we will put PEPPER in your eyes!
- Ghana, Ghana, Ghana oseeeeeeeeeee yieeeeeeeeee!


I've always managed to miss the Ghana friendlies over here. But trust me I'll be ready for the next one!

So...I'd barely recovered from the nite of the football (despite taking the following day off work, lol, don't judge me!) and I was back at Wembley again! This time it was the arena, two days after the match to see Nas and Damian Marley in concert with Erykah Badu, with my girl from uni twice-over, Foreign Office Girl.


I can barely remember the last time that I went to a concert, but I know it was nothing compared to this! I'm not even a Junior Gong fan but kudos to him, he was genuinely mesmerising. The guy has a genuine gift for working the crowd.

So the night kicked of with Erykah who hasn't been here in a hot minutes (lol). And it was well worth the wait. She's as kooky as ever, her singing was interspersed with what can only be described as melodic screeching, she captivated me with her honeyed tones and as ever preaching that Hip Hop is apparently bigger than religion *pause*.

But then, THEN, what I'd be really waiting for Nas and Damian. Or rather let me be fair, I was waiting for NAS. I've been in love with this dude since I can remember. I own EVERY album, know all the songs in order and used to dream of him being my baby daddy. Yeah, I said it! My baby daddy! Lol!

He's still doing it for me boi! And he was so close I thought of fainting (but then I'd have missed vital seconds where I coulda been looking at him, He brought out the old school, with Got Urself a Gun, One Mic, Hate Me He's STILL got it! Clearly, I haven't got over that night just try and relive it with me through this post, while I fade off into silence and dream about Nasty Nas, hmmm....*sigh*

Monday Rant!

Ok, so in my positive frame of mind I thought I'd given up my Monday rants...and then Monday just gone happened!

What a comedy of errors! It was pure comedy value...for an un involved spectator. But for me...*sigh*.

(Disclaimer: This was written yesterday)

Look, just consider this...

Sunday was a semi nice day in London Town so I'd been in sandals and a maxi dress. How lovely. But the previous day I'd (finally) moved into my own flat, so all my stuff was there. But lack of food had me spending the night at mum's (you know how it is).

So anyhoo, on Monday morning the day broke, grey dank and cold. And the exhaustion had me waking up later than usual. And I realised all I had to put on my feet for work in were my flip flops. Oh crap. So I needed go to the flat, a diversion which was
GUARANTEED to make me late. Double crap.

So anyhoo I finally get to work in suitable shoes. Half an hour late. And my office takes flexible working to another level so no one has a fixed desk. Being late equals no desk, particularly on a Monday. Grrrrrr! So another half an hour is wasted searching for a desk.

Finally boot up the computer and go into my email looking for the email I'd sent myself of the urgent work I did from home on Friday.'s not there...check my BB. Yes, I'd sent it. Yes, I'd sent it to the correct address. No, I had no notification that the mail had failed and yet...nothing in my work inbox.

So we have a deadline of Wednesday. Tuesday is a full day off training and I'm on leave Wednesday. So I have to go home. I live two hours from work. Oh For F***s Sake!

So I get to mum's and have to email the work to a colleague, while checking the time. You see I'd arranged to pick up my tickets for the England-Ghana match from a guy on the way home from work as it would have been convenient if I hadn't had 2 rush home...

So now it wasn't convenient as he was an hour-and-a-half from my I text him to say I'll be late. And he says he doesn't wanna hold the tickets much longer cuz if I flop he'll not be able to get rid of them before the match. By now I wanna pull my hair out, cuz I have to go BACK to the flat to get something else for work and I WANT MY MATCH TICKETS.

So I meet the guy 45 minutes later and get my beloved tickets and head to my cousin's to crash
(and show off my ticket's to my very annoyed uncle who is STILL waiting for his!). But her dad has sprung a surprise guest on her pissed off ass so I have to trek BACK TO THE FLAT cuz there just isn't the space.

THEN, back at my flat tired and hungry I get a text from my ex. The notorious one who broke my heart over a year ago. Apparently, just to say hi and that he hopes I'm good. OH FUCK OFF! So now I'm annoyed and can't sleep properly.

So much so that, it's now Tuesday morning and I'm late for work AGAIN. And writing this post on the delayed train to work...kmft.
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