Day 3, 4 and 5

DAY 3: It was a disaster, started out on a high till i got a stitch about 2 minutes into the workout so i called it quits. I’m guessing my late lunch at 4:00pm had a lot to do with it.

DAY 4: Being a weekend, I decided to do my workout in the morning because evening always find me on the move. Ive never been prouder of myself. I took it to a whole new level of “digging deeper”: 9 minutes straight no games. I’m bad people, I’m bad! (with a few 5 seconds breaks here and there )

DAY 5: Morning workouts seem to be more productive than the evening ones: work fatigue has everything to do with it. It’s was a Sunday morning and I was well rested: 14 minutes straight with fewer 5 seconds breaks. My mum joined me: she was in the wrong attire, kept talking through the work out and was always off-beat…. wouldn’t mind that company again, the more the merrier!

Today my target is 15 minutes, no breaks. I’m doing this people!

PS: Evening workout time starts is between 7pm and 8pm depending on when I return home.

In other unrelated  news, after several attempts at styling the head wrap I’m getting the hang of it. check this out:


Head wrap Bantu style


Fitness regime: Day 1 and 2

I’m pretty sure you’ve heard about or know someone who is crazy about the “Insanity” work out videos. I got mine 4 months ago tried one day and gave up as soon as I did the first jumps.

But I’m not one to give up so easy. I resumed workouts on Monday and they are killing me.


I worked out for 2 minutes of the approximately 45 minutes video before falling in a heap. It was just too hard.


Things got better, lasted about 7 minutes and then fell in an even bigger heap.

Today is day 3 and I’m hoping for better results will keep you posted on how things go, got to step up my game. SERIOUSLY………….!

Need to burn all this…..

Easter nyama choma

Easter nyama choma Kenyan style




Burning of a Library

I couldn’t say it any better; R.I.P Kuka Charles

Rest in Peace

Like fallen petals you returned to the earth- R.I.P

Half eye Homily

“When an old man dies, a library burns to the ground” African proverb.

I found this poem and felt it was a befitting tribute to my late grandpa who passed away recently. May god rest his soul.

Grandpa through your sacrifices, we are who we are today, we are were we are today and we shall forever respect and venerate your memory.


What do you see nurses? ……What do you see?
What are you thinking .. . when you’re looking at me?
A cranky old man, … …not very wise,
Uncertain of habit .… … . .. with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food .. . … . . and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice . .’I do wish you’d try!’
Who seems not to notice …the things that you do.
And forever is losing … …… A sock or shoe?

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What happens after the wedding meetings

In Uganda we have an interesting culture of holding fundraiser meetings before a wedding. It’s a meaningful way of friends and family coming together to give both moral and financial support to the couple engaged to be married. Last year, after a friends wedding, we (the committee members) decided to keep meeting up, chatting and dining.  A few more friends have come on board since then-the group is growing people. And because the meet ups are so much fun we decided we needed a name: that my friends is how Strummers was born.


Game on


Spectators, play the game already


At-last, after 10 shots; a clear one


Trying to distract him and it worked, he got sent back home (playing Ludo)


Uhmm,,,,,,,,,,nice; but this triangle is incomplete


Brother wasn’t about to get cheated


After many attempts to get a clear shot, he deserved that stern warning


Cute couple


“Peace-ing” out with a new pal

The hair decision

I choose to believe that I’m not caught up in the “African-girls-going-back-natural” hair movement. I just chose to cut my hair like my mum coz she looks dazzling with minimum effort.

I did the big chop last year somewhere between July and August but was too afraid to let it out so I kept it plaited: wasn’t until January this year that I finally did let it out. And I love it. It doesn’t matter what took me so long but I have finally arrived (not to mention the endless compliments….. uhmmmm!).

It’s been 3 months of barber visits and I’m still going strong. This hair cutting thing is addictive, once the scissors meets the hair they are inseparable. I chose an evenly rounded hair -cut coz I felt the square cut is kind of dated. However the visit to my hair dresser yielded some interesting ideas that we shall implement when my hair grows a little longer (did I mention; she is one super creative human; she plays around with all colours, textures and whatever else there is of hair and creates master piece after master piece..!).

I am under very strict instructions to apply curl activator to my hair, sit back and relax as it works its magic. As I write this, my hair feels pretty  much the same coz I applied a tinnie winnie amount: was afraid of becoming a dramatic curly head. I got to do better tomorrow…!

Side view

Side view car selfie

starting out

Starting out

The love challenge

” Holy Spirit of God, please remind me of words that dwell inside me. Remind me to hold on to the good, the kind, and uplifting thoughts, and empower me to push away those that can hurt and tear down others – and myself. I ask through Jesus Christ . Amen”

Our theme at church this year is “ABSOLUTELY”. According to the, “free dictionary by Farlex” it means something that is perfect in quality or nature; or complete; something pure. As Christians, God is an absolute in our lives; He is perfect, He is complete and He is pure.

The teachings are centered on His absolutely unique nature, and this past week it’s His love. Our pastor has this whole complimenting game going on, it’s pretty simple: during the service you’ve got to give your neighbors to the left and right a compliment which they each answer with a compliment. GENUINE compliments only; thank you!

Made me realise just how difficult it is for some people to not only give but to take compliments. Every one wants to be and to feel loved, but there has to be a starting point and Christ did that. He made the first big expression of love by death on the cross: that was the ultimate sacrifice that bought our freedom from sin and death. As Christians, ours is to share this love through practical expressions of love.

Hearing all this compliments lightens and brightens my heart; this Sunday one of the compliments was, “you’ve got beautiful nails”. For someone who has bitten their nails from childhood right through adulthood, felt like a DIVA… #iamabsolutelyloved#nevermindtheyare fake

I’m all in for laid back, chilled out approach to life and this “love” thing going on does it for me.

Beautiful hibiscus

My St. Patrick’s Day

This post was meant for Tuesday morning but,,,,,life.

Never seen myself as a happy clappy lass clad in green, green, green; but today, I got pretty close. You see, I was minding my business getting ready for bed at 10:00pm when my phone start buzzing like world war Z. Picked it up.

Caller: Hey I’m at the gate, got you ice cream.

Me: For real; aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh! Your Captain awesome, I wouldn’t mind this all year round.

Now you get the “green” vibe, yeah. Thanks dear you just made my night, you don’t know it but ice cream is my favouritestest thing in the world. Off to a perfect start this week, it can only get better.


Happy colours and happy people

Check that smile.