Valentine’s Day is on a Monday, a working day. How sweet. It’s even more wonderful because the day after is a also work day. Tension will not be on the high side. Is there anything too hard for God to do? No.
We know that some of you with unnecessary gragra will still manage to pull it off. We don’t have a problem with this o. No, not at all. We just want to make sure that as you are expressing your love, you are going all out with it.
We don’t want to see any half-baked presents, like boxers, singlet, and paynt. That’s why we said, “Okay o, let us give these people expo.”
Breaking news!
Our Valentine boxes are now available! What better present to gift a loved one than skin care products and fragrances? You can’t think of anything better abi? Neither can we.
So, ladies and gentlemen, get these Valentine boxes for your friends, partners, parents, and maybe your enemies, because God said love your enemies, no?
Hurry now and visit our website, danglifestyle.co or our page @DanGLifestyle for your premium Valentine packages. You have less than a week to prepare. Let’s help you gift the most thoughtful gifts.
P.S: We know that some of you are planning to take paranra to your partner’s workplace. We are watching you. 🌚
Sha make sure the HR at their workplace is friendly, and our Valentine box is part of the package.
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I know there are posts everywhere on the internet about leaving a relationship or marriage when you are unhappy but very rarely do you hear about people (especially young couples) who took their time to work things out.
Marriage is beautiful but totally worth the wait. Our courtship was long distance but the man at the other end was completely amazing and I could swear I was smitten.
He loved me and still loves me beyond words but there is more to marriage than love. Friendship is most important and it births love. Perfect!
1. “Is it something I can do efficiently?”: A lot of us pick jobs that we aren’t quite sure we can perform excellently at. Lack of efficiency will lead to frustration and will also make you hate your job, so make sure you can be efficient at it.
2. “Does it pay well?”: Are you going to be paid your worth? Is the capacity of job you are doing going to match the pay you are being offered? Ask these questions so you don’t end up getting overworked and underpaid.
In my complex, on my way to my house, I see a woman chilling by the pool, she’s gently rocking her baby in the stroller. What catches my eye and ear is her toddler’s scream.
He’s rolling on the floor, crying. I watch him get up, slam himself on the floor and scream louder.
His mother gets up from her lounge position, I assume she’s going to console him. Instead, she pulls back the lounge chairs beside the toddler, dragging them away from him.
Then, she goes back to chilling on her lounge chair,
continues to rock the baby in the stroller while the toddler throws a tantrum.
I move close to her, “Is he okay?” I ask, half smiling, half concerned.
“Oh, he’s fine. He will be fine,” she says. She is quite unbothered.
Marriages in Nigeria and most parts of Africa are sustained by women. You can argue this with your village deity. Women in general, put up with a lot of bullshit just to make their marriages work.
From childhood they have been taught that a wise woman keeps her home. In order to keep their homes, they end up enduring a lot of ill-treatment.
Find any woman who has been with a man for donkey years and ask her if she would love to marry that same man over again in her next life. Majority would say no. This brings us to the point that most marriages are endurance marriages not happy marriages.
I have concluded that, “When will you come to my house?” is the one question Lagos men love asking. If they don’t ask this question in a day, they will probably faint!
Nothing like, “Let me take you on a trip to the Maldives,” or “Let’s go picnicking on the beach.” Iro! No romance from here to there. Nothing nothing. Just vibes, Insha Allah and “come to my house.”
Okay o! We have come to your house o! House is smelling like ginger mixed with dirty socks.
Today, I’d like to - once again- address people in their early 20s.
When I graduated from Uni in 2006 (22 years old) I had a plan - Work for a movie company, save, write my own movie. The plan didn’t work after NYSC when I realised those movie companies didn’t pay much/at all.
Sometimes, I would walk to Opebi from Maryland Bus-stop because I couldn’t afford public transportation so I changed plans: Get a job that pays you, make money, then write. My goal was to be a writer so any job I took at the time was okay as long as I was making money.
In 2008, I worked in a wealth management firm as a receptionist- my first real job. I would hear conversations about investments but mostly they were huge sums that seemed far-fetched at the time. I was just striving to survive and my belief was that only rich people invest,