WEDNESDAY IN HOUSE NEWS

 Midweek hailings!

WEDNESDAY MEMO

How una dey????

I am fine and here imagining what to cook from three choices...This wifeyhood and motherhood eh..lol................

No dieting again for now but i never eat today...I only took tea in the morning....

My friend told me today that the actress who lost weight recently has gained it back...meaning say ozempic weightloss na temporary eeeeeeeeeeeh and its so expensive!..........

To the BVs giving me advice on stories to post or not....Sorry if i insulted una but make una dey mind una business or drop nice messages not rude ones........Make una no vexs but una know say i no dey take advice nah....

Tomorrow i am posting another of my throwback photo i saw and that is exactly how i wanna be slim again...una go see am tomorrow...

Does anyone wanna do a throwback photo?

Should we bring back face of in house news?.. fear no go let some people cos the internet is not too vicious with trolls

I need to go out now but will be enabling comments from the road..... be nice and dont drop nasty comments oh.....

When i return i go check yinkaWINDOW page whether she has spilled more...her posts cracks me up so badly.......I love how she has started giving trolls money to quiet them.......A celeb may have given her that tip cos they always tell me that the best way to shut up trolls is to give them money....Any trolls here? I wan give una money make una leave me so please gather here...LOL

Enjoy the rest of the day............

Ok so if i arrive Naija and ask you to cook for me with 10k what will you cook? I hate egusi soup, i hate pepper, i dont like food cooked with salt. i dont like shaky, i love pomo.......i dont want lizard fish or any fish at all......i dont do swallow like that.....what will you surprise me with?

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DIARY OF A HEARTBROKEN LOVERGIRL -Part 2

Wrecking Ball felt like a match made in heaven. Indeed, God answers prayers, I thought. He was intelligent, soft-spoken, financially frugal, and I could have sworn that even the nudity of a coke-body beauty wouldn’t move him. These virtues endeared him to me. He was unemployed, but I was not pensive nor perturbed; “no crime in humble beginnings,” as the saying goes.

However, a red flag I vetted to be pink was his absolute nonchalance and stoic disposition to everything. In my head, I had a template of what being in a relationship should feel like. His was nothing close to that. 

Also, His not-so-pleasant upbringing left marks. As a man who was brought up under a traumatic environment, lacking motherly love, and the impact was glaringly evident, I felt I could fill in the vacuum. This vacuum seemed too deep and heavy to bear, but in my naivety, I felt it was a bad idea to drift away from this God-sent individual. “The heart wants what it wants,” yet wisdom often asks us to see beyond impulses.

And then the blows started to unravel. The first blow was when he wanted access to “the cherry.” That didn’t sit well with me, as I believed it was a fruit that should be explored in marriage. Our arguments were always centred on this. Until he got a job and went away for a 9-month training, and I equally rounded up my National Diploma and proceeded to university. 

We kept in touch, and eventually, when we reunited, the struggles continued, and I realized that he was cheating. In his defense, he said he was a man with needs, and it made no sense that his woman wouldn’t live up to her responsibilities. I was turned off by this, and my relationship with Wrecking Ball encountered its separation.

During this break, I decided to give audience to one of my numerous toasters. This new toaster had the prospects of what I considered to be a perfect relationship. He was a Muslim but lied about converting so he would follow me to church; his texts were the last things I read before I went to bed and the first thing I read when I woke up. He doted on me... or so I thought. But something was amiss. Even though this person had the prospects, my heart was still longing for Wrecking Ball. 

I kept wishing he could do half the things this new talking stage was doing, but then again, “the devil never abandons his projects mid-way.” It didn’t cost me an arm and a leg to see through the new guy; he wanted “the cherry,” and when that wasn’t forthcoming, he chickened out. I naively went back to my vomit, as they say. Going back to this man, I was more than determined to make this relationship work. I figured he was a lesser risk.

 I figured that the Hollywood standards I had set for myself were unrealistic, and things are not always as they seem to be. I thought the only issue we had was intimacy, and so I succumbed. Did that work out???
Stay with me!

Chai so you gave in to pressure and gbenshed Wrecking ball?

This column is every Wednesday and berthed on Wednesday September 24, 2025 In house news.

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NOTORIOUS FOR JESUS

 MADAM LONGER THROAT

One time, my husband decided to open a small soft drink business for me at home. Sweet gesture, right? Except… he didn’t calculate my “longer throat” tendencies. I was my own best customer. One plate of food? One drink. Watching TV? One drink. Breathing? One drink. HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA LWKMD!!

The problem was, my daughter was two years at the time and also had a sweet tooth. My husband kept warning me, “You’ll drink the profit!” But the soft drinks… ah! Let me not lie, They had spirits oh. Not Holy Spirit oh, Fanta spirit, Coke spirit. And every now and then, I’d hear them calling me: “Come… drink us…”

So I’d tiptoe to the fridge, grab one, and hide in my “secret drinking corner” so my husband wouldn’t catch me.
One day, we both were sitting outside on the balcony while the voices from the fridge were practically beckoning me. Jesu kristi!

I couldn’t resist. So I stood right up, went straight to the fridge, I grabbed a Coke, hid in my corner, and psssst!, opened it and was just able to download it when my little daughter caught me red-handed. Yes! She caught me.

I knew she’d report me, so I decided to bribe her with a small share of the Coke. I whispered, “Don’t tell Daddy.” She nodded like a trustworthy ally… took the drink… marched straight to the balcony and announced:
“Daddy! Mummy gave me Coke and she said I should not tell you!” Ayemi temi bami!!! (Put both hands on my head)
Ah! I died and woke up!
Well, well, well,
Ladies and gentlemen, As we speak, I'm in that hide out where I'm currently writing this story oh! Should I come out or stay there??

You hid to type this and drink?hahahahahahahaa

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EVERY WOMAN HAS A BREAKING POINT.

She'll stay until she won't.
She'll forgive you when you hurt her feelings again.
She'll make excuses for why you don't text back.

She'll try harder to understand your point of view.
She'll give you another chance when you mess up.
She'll believe you when you promise to change.
She'll stay quiet when you embarrass her in public.
She'll put your needs before her own happiness.

She'll wait for you to finally prioritize her.
She'll convince herself that things will get better.
She'll fight for the relationship when you've already checked out.
She'll hold on when everyone tells her to let go.

She'll love you even when you're not loving her back.
But one day, something will shift inside her.
She'll stop making excuses for your behavior.
She'll stop believing your empty promises.
She'll stop fighting for someone who won't fight for her.
Her love doesn't have an endless supply.

Her patience isn't unlimited.
Her forgiveness has a breaking point.
Don't mistake her loyalty for stupidity.
Don't mistake her love for weakness.

Because the same woman who stayed through everything will be the same woman who leaves and never looks back.
And when she's done, she's really done.
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MEMO TO SINGLE LADIES AND SINGLE MOTHERS

Dear single ladies and single mothers,

If you must go for a fairly-used man(no offense to our amazing men), kindly go for the one with less wahala. We all know fairly used products dey always come with some issues, but some come in good condition.

If you must marry as a single lady or a single mother, go for brand new men(single men without baggage), single fathers(whether divorcees or widowers) or go for the men who are polygamous in nature(I mean the one wey his wife or wives know he can marry as many wives as he want).

No go for the men who did for better and for worse with their woman.
No go for the ones wey believe in "till dêath do us part"
No go for the ones wey get one woman, one man in their dictionary.
Life is too short to be involved in complicated situationship.

Also, no allow any man keep you hidden in the name of marriage. They marry some women and cannot show them off because of the wife wey dey house.

Women, you're more than that...you're a queen.
If your man cannot carry your matter for head, toor....it is well.
Marriage should bring you peace, and not drama.
May God guide those who already put themselves in one wahala or the other through and get the happiness you yawn for

For people who are about to add to their prôblems by going for a man who is not available, may God see you through too
Kindly note this post doesn't have anyone in mind...this is just a piece of advice from a single mother to other single women.
Besides, not receiving this thing in-between the leg will not kịll...some of us have stayed without it for years and we no dîe.

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WEIRDFACT

----When in love, the production of oxytocin helps increase our pain tolerance, both physical and emotional.

---Psychology: Distance doesn't necessarily ruin a relationship. You don't have to see someone everyday to be in love.

----Never get too attached to anyone unless they also feel the same towards you, because one sided expectations can mentally destroy you.

----Perfection isn't the goal. It's consistency.

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