What can I say? This past weekend has been very eventful... On Friday night, one of my baby sisters in the Lord and I went to Church together, for the evening session of IGOC in my Church. We had been to my favourite spot in Stratford beforhand, for a dosis of my favourite beverage and some snacks. I was really looking forward to that session, I felt something stirring within me, and I knew it was a sign of things to come. When we got to the Church, the first hurdle we had to overcome was a seating space for both of us, side by side. We did eventually, in a spot I felt was too far from the pulpit. I immediately cautioned myself, as there were screens everywhere around us, in case we couldn't see so far ahead, but we could see the stage anyway. The session was very powerful, and I left feeling refreshed and empowered to face whatever the devil throws at me.
On Saturday, first thing in the morning, I went with my Uncle and sister to pick up my little bundle of joy. My dealer must be the sweetest dealer in the whole wide world, you know? He sent me on my way with a huge smile and a huge(r) -can I borrow that grammar?- bouquet of flowers. I drove the car home, with my siter navigating from the back in German, and my Uncle beside me in a mixture of English and Yoruba. Between us, we arrived home safely. The next task was parking, and to top it all, I had to reverse park. That's not a big deal, right? Well, on a normal day I find it hard telling my left from my right side. Now having to do that while looking back, and steering the car in the opposite direction to wherever I was headed -well, for my humble brain, that was task overload- by God's grace, I did it :-) Then I met up with my sistah again
We went window shopping in Finsbury Park and I came back with three pairs of trousers. I must admit I really needed them, I had been looking for those particular colours, so it was just as well that I got all three for a bargain price. We then decided to go and buy some fancy footwear, and hopped on the tube to Liverpool Street. Somehow, we managed not to find the exact spot for footwear, and headed to the bus station for a bus to Shoreditch, where I was more than sure would shop to our hearts' desire. We got there, but lo and behold ALL the shops were shut for the day. We decided to head back home. On getting home, we had lunch and lazed around for a few hours, after which she headed home.
On Sunday, my cousin came over bright and early for a ride to the airport to pick up a girlfriend that was arriving from abroad. Well, I've not quite gotten the hang of driving in traffic, so I definitely wasn't going to drive on the motorway. I must say God has really blessed me with this mighty man of God as a brother. He has always got my back, bless him! My little sistah arrived shortly after, and we got busy with tidying up my room -oh, the joy of possessing more than enough garments and a wardrobe that fits better in your Kinderzimmer!!! We eventually made our way to the airport, and arrived just as my friend was picking up her luggage in the baggage area -that's what I call perfect timing. After that, went to Halfords to get some stuff for the car and the only thing that caught my fancy in there were the L-plates and an orangezest scented airfreshener. My cousin drove us back, and about 2minutes away from home, he handed the keys over and we stuck the L-plates on. My first ride in traffic. We got home safely.... praise God! My cousin headed off home, to make the afternoon service in Church on time. My girls and I went into the house for lunch.
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