Being 30+ is cool

I love to read interesting tweets and I got this one from one interesting lady @littleginiK who defines being 30+ as being cool and I totally agree with her. These words are not mine but I had to share them with other women approaching 30 or 30+ because they are very inspiring...

A woman over 30 will never wake you in the middle of the night to ask, "What are you thinking?" She doesn't care what you think.

A woman over 30 knows herself well enough to be assured in who she is, what she is, what she wants and from whom.

Few women past the age of 30 give a damn what you might think about her or what she's doing.

Women over 30 are dignified. They seldom have a screaming match with you at the opera or in the middle of an expensive restaurant.

A woman over 30 has the self-assurance to introduce you to her women friends.

Women get psychic as they age. You never have to confess your sins to a woman over 30.They always know.

They are forthright and honest. They'll tell you right off if you are a jerk if you are acting like one!

A woman over 30 looks good wearing bright red lipstick

So there you go! Big 30 is not bad after all :)

Thanks @littleginiK very inspiring :)

Lunga Lunga - Lessons NEVER Learnt

Yesterday was yet another sad day for Kenyans. Another large group of Kenyans perish: an accident that could have been avoided. Questions racing on my mind: is it really poverty? or is it apathy?

Photo courtesy of Jammii Forums

People leaving on top of pipelines that transport petrol? Are they not afraid or is it indifference? Then the pipes leak and people actually run to where the danger is, instead of running away from it. You want to siphon fuel....who buys this fuel any way? There seems to be a market for it because people always run to siphon fuel whenever there is a leak.

According to residents this is not the first time its happening. Happens all the time but this time round someone just lit a ciggarrete and that was it.

Its sad that we live in a society where people never learn from past tragedies. Sachangwan enough people died but the people in Sinai did not seem to care at the time the fuel leaked.

Apparently government has begged these people to move from here. Poor planning I must say. You ask people to move ...to where? I guess that is the question that comes to their minds once they are asked to move.

Its sad that this tragedy will still happen again. Why? because there are no systems in place to have these people move out of here. Government is always reacting to such problems. Government says they will be compensated. But all this would have been avoided had the govenment had proper planning.

Kenya Pipeline will take no responsibility because they took action immediately and this leak happened on the storm water drainage system that flows outside the KPC systems.

We need leadership with action. Leaders like John Michuki who enforced the traffic rules and ensured that they were followed to the latter. He is the same leader while at the Internal Security docket had the Mungiki Menance in Central put on a leash. We need such leaders or leaders who can emulate them

Can it start with me as an individual and what can the middle class Kenyan do to help make a difference??

I miss being a little girl

I wrote this note two years back on my face book page it now graces the walls of my blog as im currently experiencing a blogger block...

I miss being little and not having a care in the world.

I miss wearing the same clothes&having the same hair style with my sister.

I miss playing brickicho, msongesho, round us, shake, bladder and kalongo.

I miss decorating the house with balloons, colored paper&cypress christmas tree.

I miss sitting round my uncle and listening to tales from before.

I miss wearing staircase dresses. I miss my pink school uniform and gray socks.

As i grow older i realise i had the best time growing as a little girl.

This is me

I got inspired to post this from a blog a just started following so here goes:

This is me
a wife,a mother,a daughter,a sister,a friend,
a communications specialist,a writer,a sound gal

I always remember not to get lost and maintain my identity as me:)
I love Jesus and love life.

Personal space invasion

Personal space as defined by the Wikipedia dictionary means the physical space immediately surrounding someone, into which any encroachment feels threatening to or uncomfortable to them. Now with this definition my personal space has been invaded quiet a number of times.

In one instance I was standing at a bank, when this lady comes right behind me, as the line moves forward she seemed to be moving even closer to me. I felt so uncomfortable and had myself wondering what the heck is this woman thinking coming so close to me cant she even feel herself so close. I thought my look would deter her but she obviously seemed not to care much.

I don't think people out there understand what personal space is really?? Coming so close to someone you can actually hear them breath, even the bad eyes would not stop this woman from coming close to me.
Next comes this man who was standing right behind me at the bus stage cue. Now these cues go on and on and on and on. The long winding cue becomes endless and remains so for at least two hours before buses start steaming in.

Unfortunately it was a raining evening making it even worse because the buses take even longer because of traffic. This guy stands behind me very close to me you even leave the cue. People need to respect personal space unfortunately that is not the case here there is absolutely no respect for personal space anywhere in Nairobi ama everywhere I have traveled in Kenya.

If its not someone snooping your phone while you are reading a text on the cue, to someone coming so close to you, to someone coming so close to you computer at work, the list is endless. Again comes to attitude which will take like forever change.


  

Changing times

Enough things block me from what I ought to be having. And all this is because of grambling and negative thoughts. The learning process of attitude change begins now. Learning to have absolute and unshakable faith in God Almighty and last but not least the Jonah needs to leave the ship for the storm to calm down. Wonderful feeling this is I must say.

I need to be free

I feel suffocated, confined, in a dark hole. I am my own slave because of fear. But now i need to be free, free from the fear of whats ahead. Im drowning and cant breath. I simply need to get out, the only way out for me is myself. Im happy at this moment in time and its because im not in this supposed jail, but its only for a few days until im back again to the vicious circle. I hate it the whole experience and the feeling. But this too shall come to pass:)