Mimi's Thoughts

Pondering

We are all different.

We react/respond differently to different situations

Take this simple example;

When our house gets too cold, my husband turns off the air conditioners or he adjusts the temperature till it’s warmer.

… But what does Mimi do? I pull out the big blankets, the sweaters and socks. The colder it gets, the harder I keep trying to adapt.

Why do I take that approach? I have been wondering about that.

Some people are wired to pull through and endure… Others will just cut off the source of the problem so that they don’t get stressed out or burned out by it.

Endurance can be stressful and unnecessary but sometimes it can be very rewarding.

So how do I know when to endure and when to turn off the source.

Tennessee orange

I listened with a little bit of melancholy but I smiled the whole time.

I was melancholic because I couldn’t get over thinking about the way a person can give up all and everything they once believed in for another because of the way they make them feel. I smiled because I actually thought it was sweet.

Tennessee Orange is a song by Megan Moroney.

It’s a song about college football. In the song, she tells her folks how she had ditched her Georgia ways for some guy’s Tennessee thing.

She sings a lot of confessions about the many ways she has disappointed them and finishes with; “I’m wearing Tennessee Orange for him” after each verse.

It is unusual for a person to totally switch sides from one club/group to the other… Like an Arsenal fan suddenly becoming a Manchester United fan, or Lakers fan suddenly loving Celtics…

… But I guess love can make a person do this.

Love can make a person do a lot of things they never imagined they would.

It’s the reason Bulldog red doesn’t seem too appealing anymore and now she’s wearing Tennessee Orange for him.

Joy In Simplicity

Describe one simple thing you do that brings joy to your life.

I haven’t responded to any daily prompts in a while… but this one, no I couldn’t ignore this one.

As simple as listening to music seems, it brings me so much joy.

Especially the ones with the funny lyrics… Not funny funny but weird funny. I don’t know if this makes sense. You listen and wonder how they came up with such thoughts in the first place.

I actually had been laughing at Lewis Capaldi and his Forget Me when I saw this prompt.

So, the one thing that I do that brings joy to my life is simply turning on the music.

What’s This For?

My phone has been sending me funny signs, it’s telling me I need to get a new phone.

I decided to start clearing up stuff gradually before I finally make the change.

Today I hit my phone’s notes and somewhere in there, I found a list of 31 songs.

I don’t have a clue what this list was made for but it was drafted on April 6th, 2020 at 4:47pm.

1. Black – Dierks Bently
2. 4 page letter – Aaliyah
3. Long Hot Summer – Keith Urban
4. Drink a beer – Luke Bryan
5. As – Mary J Blige/George Michael
6. Moves like Jagger – Maroon 5
7. Cop car – Keith Urban
8. Alcohol – Brad Paisley
9. Strip it down – Luke Bryan
10. Whiskey Lullaby – Brad Paisley & Alison Kraus
11. First love – Boys II men
12. Super woman – Karyn White
13. Run to you – Whitney Houston
14. From this Moment – Shania Twain
15. Me and Mrs Jones – Michael Buble version
16. Sweet apocalypse – Lambert
17. Total eclipse of the heart – Bonnie Tyler
18. Eye of the tiger – Survivor
19. The house that built me – Miranda Lambert
20. I got away – Luke Combs
21. Georgia on my mind – Ray Charles
22. Love on top – Beyonce
23. The only one who gets me – Charles Kelly
24. Shape of my heart – Back street boys
25. Kiss – Prince
26. I’d love to be your last – Clay Walker
27. Fire away – Chris Stapleton
28. I’m coming over – Chris Young
29. I apologise – Anita Baker
30. Beautiful Crazy – Luke Combs
31. 6-8-12 – Brian McKnight

Whatever it is or was for, maybe someone can find one song that they like 😁😁😁

Belated…

I don’t even have a clue how the day flew so fast. I had made a mental note to call Helen, my Wonder woman. Next thing I know, I arrive home late, I’m struggling to get things done and I still hadn’t called her.

Then I remembered something like this had happened with Orako Zoe and I ended up not calling her at all and she thought I had forgotten her birthday… She called me out immediately I wrote I think of you (Part 2)… I didn’t want that to happen again.

So I stopped everything I was doing and I called Helen. Belated but still in time. It was her birthday. Ordinarily, we would have made plans and we could have spent some part of the day together, being silly… but she up and left our town… I’m still trying to deal with that.

The highlight of it all is this; at the end of our call, she told me my call and the conversation we had just made her entire day…

I was glad I stopped everything to call her.

I’m going to be stopping everything for loved ones when I need to.

I may just be making their day with the stop… Heck, I may be making my own day as well.

How Far Off?

I used to dream.

I had it all planned out.

Oh the wishes and dreams of a child…

Now I ask myself… Now I ask you…

How far off of your dream did you sway?

Are you living your life just like you dreamed?

Have you got that job you pictured you would have?

Did you move to that big city like you thought you would? Did you dream of a simple quiet town life? Either way, did your dream come true?

Did you get to fall in love?… Exactly the way you dreamed?

Did you get to buy everything you dreamed you would buy when you started earning your own money?

Did you get to have that wedding just the way you pictured it?

How about that car?

… And the places you planned to go… To see.

… All the things you planned to do…

How far off the dream did you go?

Do you still wish for the dream?

Are you satisfied with the reality?

Son’s Day Off

I am pretty firm with my son when it comes to enforcing morals and values.

I dare say I’m hard on him…I think I’m acting from a place of fear. Fear that he may miss it somehow. I think I know where this fear emanates from… Actually I know but it’s kind of personal.

As the years passed and it began to look like he may be an only child, I just knew I couldn’t relent on the matter.

Last night I told him I was giving him a day off. 😂

A day without any chores. A day where I wouldn’t double check anything he does. A day with no screen time limit and no strick bed time.

You see, for the rest of the world, children are celebrated on the 20th of November and also 1st of June in some countries. Here in Nigeria, children are celebrated on the 27th of May.

So today, I didn’t insist on dining table breakfast, I actually served him breakfast in bed. I plan to take him out to lunch and then order take-out for dinner. These are the kind of things he loves.

He turns 10 in a few weeks…double digits… Yaaaaaaaaaaay. I think I might just give him another day off then.

… But come tomorrow, everything goes back to normal. 😁

So, while my son is having a fabulous day, I wish all children do have their kind of fabulous day too.

Happy Children’s Day.

Pensive

My husband walked into the kitchen as I peeled potatoes this morning… “why the serious face?” he asked.

I pointed to my phone and he bent and read something I had just paused to type in my notes;

 When you find your voice, be patient with those who have not.

I had been pondering on how we suddenly become impatient with people the moment we find “the truth” or “Our Voice” . We begin to pressure others to join us in this newness. We tend to forget that it took us a while to get there ourselves.

I think we all reach these levels of newness in different periods/areas in our lives.
Sometimes we are able to because we really desire to. Sometimes it is because of our preexisting beliefs or even our temperaments.

If you are bold and confrontational for instance, you will have no issues with learning to speak up every/anytime, especially in dicey situations, even when it seems like you are not expected to.

If however you are like me, reserved with a phobia for confrontation, that may be the last option that will come to mind; speaking up in a dicey situation.

I feel it’s quite insensitive to be inpatient with others who have not found their voices or their guts.

The truth is, they may never find it… Not because they don’t want to or that they cannot… Some things aren’t always as plain as they seem.

I will like to steal from Su’eddie what I just learned from what he learned from our Uncle Charles;


 
We may all need to key into our emotional intelligence and also be understanding and patient.

A Birthday Wish

I took a little time this morning to scroll through all my posts to find any post I had made about Aunty Ben that I could make reference to. I did not find any. I was very shocked. I couldn’t believe that I had never written anything about her. She is an amazing human.

Today, I drove to her place to give her a birthday. A cake from my cousin Ngodoo to her. As usual, she was warm and welcoming. She always is.

Today, she turned 65…but like Ngodoo said, it’s 56 in reverse…and she looks it…56 I mean.

One day I will write all I’ve got to say about this wonderful woman.

Today I’ll just say HAPPY BIRTHDAY 🎉🎊 Aunty Ben.

I wish you all of life’s blessings and more.