MaK!MeJ!

The past week was quite an emotional week for me. But I’ve snapped out of that state already - thanks God.

Also, thank you Lord:

-For a flick I saw last weekend -it was a great parenting eye-opener.

-That my father has quickly recovered from the stomach bug that bothered him last week.

-For a wonderful husband - he never condones the wrong things I do but ever gently points them out (sometimes while purposely wrapping me in his embrace).

And  when he’s home, he always waits for me  so we can have dinner together (no matter how long I get home ) and I always have the gall to ask him why he’s waiting. BTW, I had dinner with him at almost 12midnight last Saturday.

-For the great time we had when Houston came home.

-For a my husband’s safe trip back to his workbase.

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Some call it flipflops. Others call it slippers. Few call it slip-ons. I call it any of those and I really couldn’t have cared less. All I know is I am such a huge fan for these airy and lightweight nothings called slip-ons. Or slippers. Or flipflops.

And I have more pairs of them than my regular pairs of shoes. Big fan. So much so that a couple of days ago, I made a faux pas of wearing a pair of my favorite slippers to a government office and I was holy mackerel refused entry. Shame, shame on this flipflop Momma!

This morning, much to my surprise, I learned that they can be called fitflops, too. Aint’ that cute? Fitflops. Launched in UK, the Fitflop is such a big hit to women in England because of its leg-slimming effect. Hmmm, that’s new to me. With the micro wobbleboard™ technology feature, every pair of Fit Flops can help tone, trim and tighten muscles without even going to the gym. Whoa! Interesting.

To have the effect of working out with every step I make - that is just great. Makes me wonder if it would really work and turn me into a Fit Flop flipfloppin’ momma. *wink*

I swear I no longer fit into this stiletto. How much more with my gown? But that - I don’t want to find out. Don’t let me add salt to a bleeding injury. No salt. I could do better with hot chichi…chili sauce this cold dawn.

So let there be hot chili sauce. No bouquets but hot chili sauce only. No bouquets?

Now even if I no longer fit into this stiletto, I know my hand still fits in yours.  Forever. And even without my asking, I know you’ll keep my heart –and me- hohoohooo… whole.

Even if I torture you about the bouquets again and again.

I read it and it said: spell coffee backwards.

So with blazing fingers I typed s-d-r-a-w-k-c-a-b.

Sorry, your CAPTCHA response was incorrect. Please try again.

So I tried again, a little slower this time to make sure I got it all right, s-d-r-a-w-k-c-a-b. Sorry, your CAPTCHA response was incorrect. Please try again.

(Of course you might have figured out from the start what’s wrong). But for the life of me, I couldn’t figure out what’s wrong. Where could my mistake be? Then I read it again - a minute for every word.

Spell. coffee. backwards.

Ha! Captcha boo-cha! I couldn’t believe it! I couldn’t believe I made a mistake. I failed a simple test that determines if a user is human or not! So it seems like I do not have a human mind!

Me = humanoid.

*scratch head* scratch thigh*scratch* scratch*scratch*

I really don’t want to admit this. I cannot be sure I am human now. I have proof that says otherwise. Me, not human. Good God help me! I must be a humanoid. An exceptionally made humanoid. One that exactly looks, thinks and feels like a human. Perfect humanoid! Imagine, even my reproductive system is made to perfection that I am able to bear a child (and that could be plural in the future).

So now you really should call me Mama Mejoid. Because I prefer that than being called plain toopid.

A captcha stands for Completely Automated Public Turing test to tell Computers and Humans Apart. It is a program that protects websites against bots by generating and grading tests that humans can pass but current computer programs cannot. For example, humans can read distorted text but current computer programs can’t.

The Love Is contest poll is already up over at WriteFromKaren. If you’ve read this post, you’ll see that I hopped in that contest jeep. Down below is the photo in this post - the one which I submitted for this contest.

Now, please vote for Mama Meji by clicking here

Please drop by and humor this old hag by voting for my picture. Please, please, pretty please. I am down on my knees, groveling. Please vote here. Mwah- a million thanks in advance!

Love is a strong yet peaceful feeling; overpowering yet calming. Love knows no depth. Nor height. Nor end. Nor period. Everything is always a beginning.

Taken during our island getaway to celebrate our 1st wedding anniversary.  This was 9 months or so before I learned the art of breastfeeding and changing poopy diapers (among other things). I really didn’t think I should post this again (as I have already posted this in my other blog, incidentally with the same title) but while I was browsing through my files and this was on the screen, my sister asked my son if who were in this picture. It’s his first time to see it but he quickly replied “Mama and Papa.” So there goes my “go” signal. And with that, I say love is knowing it’s true even when one doesn’t REALLY know.

I know I fall short in my definition but the Bible says it all.

1 Corinthians 13:4-13

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails…

And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

Today, among other things, I’m thankful that I am breathing. I am seeing and feeling everything that God had bless me with.

I’m thankful that I am able to write my TT post here. I’m thankful that I have a new blog, a new place to call home in the Blogosphere. I’m thankful for the people who’s been helping me with my move especially Joyce, my tech support (and my sister’s high school friend) who always answers my queries and helps me through my headache-and-nosebleed-causing concerns. And so thankful for friends who followed me in this new address.  Thanks a lot!

I really wanted to tick more blessing but I gotta park now because my son has been calling me every few sec while I’m tapping the keyboard.

Have a blessed and happy Thursday everyone.