Fam, it’s been a while, and don’t you think for a moment that I’ve forgotten about you. Thing is, when I blindly repeated after my pastor “This is my year of possessing my possessions! I shall claim all that is mine! Every inheritance of mine comes to me in Jesus name!”, I had no idea He’d take me so seriously so quickly. It’s only March but enough amazing stuff have happened to fill a year, top of which is…shhhh…wait for it. Top of which is….AAAIIIII GGGAAAATTTT MMAARRIIEEEEDDD!
I deeeeed, i deeeed fam. I got my gold in words dipped in some hot marital sauce.Yes yes, i know, you’re right, there were no pre wedding photos, there was next to no publicity but still I am better than Adele. The Mrs. is amazing and you most likely know her. She was the wife in Mistress of My Life- The Krobosutra story, she inspired ‘The SEXIEST Thing About My Dream Wife’ and the all-time best post ever on this site; ‘Made By A Woman.’ plus several others.
At the same time, the pressure at work skyrocketed higher than the $$$ is doing right now. So i had to manage that with planning a wedding too. I longed to talk to you and share thoughts with you but there were counselling sessions and cake meetings, kente meetings, Okyeame meetings, tailor meetings, basically all kinds of meetings. It’s all over now…well except the one meeting that will last a lifetime; the Mrs. Appointment.
I know you wish me well, and since you couldn’t be there, I got Jema to do some really cool photo story to summarise it all. I’m sharing it with you first. There’s so much I have to tell you and I don’t think it’s best to squish all into one post. Besides it’s past midnight and she could wake any moment, which would land me in some headmistress trouble.
I also want to show you the video Barry helped me out with to surprise her on D-day. She had no idea I had this up my sleeve, so when the priest allowed an uncustomary pause for a bridal surprise…she didn’t see it coming. It was amazing! She’d later quash this move with a sizzling hot live rendition of my ‘weak in the knees’ song; Obianuju. That performance made me look sillier than a fake rich SSS boy caught buying boxer shorts in Kantamanto.
Here’s the photo story Jema did;
And here’s the story Barry helped me tell;
Did you like them, what do you think? I show and tell you all these because I believe you wish me well. In the unlikely event that you dont, well FYI, I have bloody insurance. Ask Jesus. This is also to assure you that I’m not going no where, on the contrary, with the extra good luvin I’m expecting from the Mrs., you better brace up for deeper insights and more explosive posts. Naughty child, I caught you. lol. Got to go now, but we’ll talk soon. Oh and if you’d like to send a post-wedding gift, my mobile money number is called Sammy. He’d like to meet you. lol.