Chronicles of a Soldier
Monday, October 22, 2007

Bonike is 35!!
My sister had this amazing party in Michigan at the Belle Isle Casino...it was major! I invited a bunch of my friends but only two showed up...oh well! Omo I started to panic a few weeks to the party lots to do and so little time. Ticket prices were crazy! Moji and Lola finally got their tickets, I was still thinking about where to get our baffs from, Aunty foluke helped me sha..thanks mami! I ran to my tailor to sew everyone's outfit, pleased tell me why I got to the tailor the day before my trip and this madam had not even started LA's baffs! I was pissed, I had an early flight day after and here I am 10 PM sitting with the tailor! At about 1pm sha..she finished...I cursed under my breath and bounced. I still had to go to Ade's house to see Mama Remi! Please tell me why my car died on me at their house! It was cold as hell and I had neglected to put gas in my car! I took Ade's car ran to the gas station and back and filled my tank and wahla...the bitch started! I finally get home at about 330am...I still had to pack o! and my flight was at 745am! needless to say I got no sleep!

LP dropped me at the airport 45 minutes to my flight and princess O and I patiently wait our turn in the security line. They pulled us aside and went through my luggage. They tossed all my hair and bath products but nothing was more painful than watching my brand new bottle of MJ Daisy go! I was pissed men! Apparently I looked like an damn terrorist!
I tried to think of more pleasant things like the fact that I get to see my whole family together since like almost 3 years ago! or was it 2...I forget.

I quickly grabbed my luggage and caught the shuttle to the rental car place...omo Michigan is dry! I mean damn! the airport is big and all but nothing interesting! I sha hurried to my hotel and tried to nap a bit before getting ready. I don't know whose idea this Friday party was but mehn..it sucks! At about 5pm Mo and La arrived and I dashed to the airport to scoop them. My sisters were calling trying to find out where I was. I ran into a lot of folks I hadn't seen since I was 9...very weird and shit. I was tasked with picking up the live band from their hotel which worked out since they were minutes from my hotel.

My baby sis showed up at my hotel to hang out with me, only she was sooo not a baby! She had lost mad weight and was looking hot! I kept staring at her in amazement.

We hurriedly got dressed and rushed to the party. It was amazing to say the least! Each table was elaborately decorated with fancy cakes and desserts and everyone looking all kinds of fabulous! My mum was at a table with her friend in their own Ankara threads. My sister was beaming with joy. She grabbed me and introduced me to all her friends and coworkers. My brother was wearing trad and just as I started to commend him I looked at his shoes..sneakers!! The boy is a mess!

My cousins, my niece, my nephew...uncle this aunty that...mummy from Nigeria...Robin..all my favorite people in one room! Even my step mother made an appearance! The food was magnifique....the music...bananas..can remember who played..I'm so not into the Naija live band scene but the dude did good sha!

My sister, her husband, my mum and a host of others made speeches but the one part I remember was when my sister said I was the best gift God ever gave her! that was deep and I was moved! Never thought she felt that way about me! *** still Blushing***
I was busy stuffing my face when they called me to make the toast...campaign flowing like H2o I raised my glass and said a few words...damn I wished I put more thought in it...I did OK sha...I am soooo shy I start to tremble when I am asked to speak in public....hard to believe I know but true!

They started spraying money like water and I was kinda pissed cause I didn't get any...OK so I didn't dance.

A big shout out to Gbemi mehn! he made like 20 trips to the grocery store to get ice and God knows what else!

My the end of the evening folks were packing up the cakes and taking them home! I quickly grabbed one too...I don't even like cake!

We hung out for a bit more and wrapped up the night...what a great party!

We headed to the hotel and slept like it was going out of style! On Saturday we hung out with at my sister's and Moji's cousin then we watched 'why did I get married' great movie!

On Sunday morning we had breakfast and it was time to leave....I dropped LA and Moji off at the airport and headed back to my sister's to hang out with the family. Gbemi cooked efo and we all grubbed, and argued and laugh and for a moment we were not dysfunctional!

Great weekend! See yall next year at my 30th....August 30th 2008..mark your Calendar!!

The Odds are against me but pile up enough Odds and you are Even. The inevitability of my ability to consistently overcome overwhelms me. As do the magnificence of God's grace towards me and mine. I marvel at my proximity to my destiny. I am astounded that Can't, Won't and Later disrupt my journey to greatness. A conscious decision is mine to make and christen them Can, Will and Now! My reflection gazes back at me with another challenge at hand, procrastination hinders my reaching my destination. Don't tell me where I should go till you walk in my shoes. Yesterdays mistakes are for tomorrows amends, yet I ponder on them like the hand of time changes? Mediocrity has become a comfort zone and I have turned obstacles into road-blocks rather than stepping-stones, I find myself compromising my integrity as I try to maintain the status quo. How easy it is to condemn me and defame my character, when you really should commend me, and applaud my efforts. Intimidated by my confidence, you misconstrue it as arrogance, I know who I am.... A strong, black-diamond in the rough, a female soldier, a Queen amongst her peers.. now who the hell are you?