TUESDAY IN HOUSE NEWS

 Hailings.....

TUESDAY MEMO

How una dey today? I hope everyone is OK and doing well? I would appreciate if you people stop fighting in the comment section over giveaway of any sort....Stop fighting please, ummugate will never happen on my watch again and i already know IDs that will be beneficiaries so anyone hitting their heads on the wall is wasting their time....Its not even November yet and una don start....Please dont kill the giving vibes otherwise your complaining will make me cancel...

Ehen i have something else to say...since Rice is cheaper now, why dont you people start buying now so that we will not hear stories that touch in December? You join in groups to buy...I would like to buy like ten bags of rice to share for my family and friends and would love to be contacted by someone who is selling reduced quality rice..

I still dey type and 2pm don nack.....My mada Sandra abeg no vexs, one celeb called me from yankee and we are discussing about collagen for beauty and collagen for bones and i was telling her the difference cos she say body deypain her and i told her that it is part of menopause.....

Have a nice day ya all...

I will pick those that won from my last cookathon tomorrow!

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A MEMO TO THOSE WHO SEND NOODS

Women folks listen if you’re the type that likes to send nudes to men online for money  just know that your dignity is gone

Women or anyone,really should stop sending their nudes online because:
1,Privacy isn’t guaranteed: Once an image is sent, control over it is lost. Even if it’s shared “privately,” it can be saved, leaked, or used maliciously.

2,Revenge or blackmail risks: Some people later use intimate photos to threaten, manipulate, or shame others.

3,Digital footprints last forever: Deleted messages or accounts don’t always erase content stored or screenshotted by someone else.

4,Self-worth shouldn’t depend on validation: No one needs to prove love, beauty, or trust by sharing their body online.

5,Respect and boundaries matter: A person who truly respects you will never ask for or pressure you to send such photos.

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This has women as a focus but honestly men are worse in sending noods to Ladies and feel its not a big deal to do so....I saw chats of some guy threatening to expose a ladys noods and she threatened him back cos she also had his noods and hi response showed he would not be shamed like she would and he said in the chats that it would even help him get more lovers online but she would never find even a boyfriend talk less of a husband when he is done with her.......

This is why women need to be extra careful and if you must hide your face and surroundings...LOL

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WEIRD FACTS

---To your brain, love is essentially an addiction, and breakups cause it to go through withdrawal

----Psychology says, being sad with the right people is better than being happy with the wrong ones.

---Cats won't eat certain foods because they perceive bitterness at the molecular level, allowing them to detect bad ingredients with precision.

----Figuring out whether or not a person likes you is easy - The easier it is to make them laugh, the more likely they are to like you.

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STORY OF REGRET

I Regretted Travelling and Training My Children Abroad

When I look back now, sometimes I just sit and sigh deeply. If someone had told me that travelling abroad would come with this kind of hidden price, I would have argued. My name is Tunde, a married man from Nigeria, and this is my truth.

When we first landed in the UK, everything looked perfect, the neat streets, the calm weather, the polite smiles. My wife and I believed we had finally arrived at the “promised land.” I remember saying, “Omo, we don make am!” But we didn’t know that survival here isn’t about how fast you run, it’s about how long you can endure.

At first, we struggled to get decent accommodation, landlords wanted proof of income, and jobs weren’t easy to come by without “UK experience.” My wife, a graduate back home, started working as a cleaner in a care home. I, too, joined the hustle , doing night shifts in warehouses, sometimes two jobs at once. Sleep became a luxury. We smiled in pictures for family back home, but behind those smiles were swollen feet and endless bills.

Then came the children, our pride and joy. We were determined to give them the best. We worked so hard just to keep them in good schools. But with time, something changed. The same children we sacrificed everything for started drifting away. The values we grew up with in Nigeria which is respect, community, humility which began to fade in their own lives. They questioned every correction. “Daddy, you can’t talk to me like that, it’s abuse.” “Mummy, this is my right.”

We couldn’t even discipline them without fear. Teachers, social workers, and school authorities were quick to interfere. Back home, it takes a village to raise a child; here, it takes caution not to lose your child to the system. Our weekends were no longer for family bonding, my wife had back-to-back shifts, and I was constantly calculating bills: rent, council tax, electricity, food, transportation… everything had a price tag. The “soft life” we imagined abroad turned out to be an endless cycle of work and worry.

Now, sometimes when I talk to my friends back home who envy me, I just shake my head. They see the pictures, not the pressure. They see the pounds, not the pain.
If I’m being honest, there are nights I lie awake and whisper to myself, “Did I really make the right decision?” I wanted a better future for my children but in chasing that dream, I lost parts of myself, my culture, and sometimes, even my peace.
Don’t get me wrong, the UK gave me exposure, structure, and some comfort. But it also took something from me, something I may never get back.

If I could go back in time, maybe… just maybe… I would have stayed in Nigeria, built gradually, and raised my children close to our roots.
This isn’t to discourage anyone. It’s just a reminder that abroad is not heaven, it’s another battlefield.
Sometimes, when you think you’re running toward a dream, you might just be running away from peace. It is what it is. 

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