I recently came across a post by another blogger titled “Abstinence is unrealistic and old fashioned”. Out of my curiosity to know why someone would possibly say that I read the post. In summary, a young man was very confused on the subject because of what his health teacher mentioned in class. She said that staying sexually abstinent was very “old fashioned” and “out dated”. To read the blogger’s response to this very bad advice given by an adult to young impressionable children click on the link below.
What is your opinion on this very sensitive subject?
This weekend I had the pleasure of going to Atlanta, Georgia for a wedding. If you know me, you know I “LOVE” weddings but this time was a little different. I attended two ceremonies for the same couple. On Saturday they had a traditional Nigerian ceremony and on Sunday was the american style wedding. Both ceremonies were very romantic. I had a blast! So congrats again to the happy couple Maggie and Chris. Thank you for letting me share in this joyous occasion.
Me at the Nigerian Ceremony
Me at the american style wedding.
I was wearing lipstick this weekend instead of lip gloss. Which color do you like on me more? Red or Pink
Posing outside with the beautiful landscape
I caught the bouquet so that means I’m next
After a long weekend we decided to explore the city Monday night.
Me and Sasha
Dinner at Yard House. The waiter was so nice I had to get a picture with him.
Met up with my cousin and fellow blogger Lucy (on the left).
I had a blast in Atlanta and I can’t wait to go back. There’s so much more that I didn’t get to see.
P.S. Pictures of the bride and groom will be posted soon!
Part 3: Finale
Ugh!!!! Traffic is ridiculous at this time. Maybe it’s just me. Ever since Trevor left the library I couldn’t stop staring at the clock. Stressing about what I would wear, do I have the right shoes, and what to do with my hair. Why did I suggest this to be tonight?
I guess my subconscious wanted to get this over with. Maybe he’s a good guy and we’ll start this whirlwind romance or maybe he’s a jerk. Whatever the case, I have three hours to get home, clean up my apartment, and get ready for this dinner tonight.
As I open my apartment door all I could see is chaos. With only two hours and thirty minutes left until eight, I have to at least clean up this living room. While ferociously tossing papers into the trash can and hanging up jackets that should have been put away two months ago, my mind couldn’t help but wonder back to him. Slightly depressed and staring off into the distance. My mind wonders not to overwhelming thoughts of Trevor, but back to Daniel. It has to be at least three months since we broke up, but my heart keeps going back there. Snapping myself back into reality I realize that I stopped cleaning. Staring over at the clock ,I only have two hours left.
Only 30 minutes left and I find myself daydreaming again. This time it’s while I’m staring at the mirror. With a 5’7” size 8 frame, I’ve always been desired but never dated the right guy. I snap myself back into reality and begin to massage lotion into my mocha brown skin. My dress hanging on the right side of my mirror, dark blue like the suit he was wearing this afternoon. As I stand up to slip it on, I look back at the mirror one last time giving myself a little smirk when I hear a knock at the door.
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As I walk into the building I feel a sense of nervousness. I haven’t felt this way since Rebecca, but that was ancient history, not to be revisited on my way to meet another woman. Stacey, our mutual friend, showed me a picture of Anna, but I still wasn’t sure if it was the same woman I see sitting behind the help desk. This is one of the older Libraries in the city. Hardly anyone comes here anymore. It is early afternoon and the sun is shining bright through the windows in the ceiling. She notices me as soon as I walk in, so I have no time to analyze her facial features except for her piecing eyes. When I finally arrive at the desk, we exchanged pleasantries and then I ask for Anna. Her facial expression tells me everything, slightly enthusiastic and excited, but also a little fear.
“I’m Anna” she says with a wide beautiful smile that could stop a man like me dead in his tracks.
“My name is Trevor. Stacey said I might find you here. She wanted us to meet and has been talking about you for quite some time now” as I slid my hands into my pockets trying to appear more confident.
“That’s funny ‘cause she’s only mentioned you once, about two weeks ago” she says.
“Well, I got off early and I remembered that she mentioned where you worked, so I decided to meet you in person and ask you out on a date. Maybe Dinner? I hope I’m not being too forward.”
Thoughts racing through my head, wow I can’t believe what I’m doing. Stacey did tell me where she worked, but was this really a good idea. She must be thinking that I am crazy by ambushing her at her job like this. Maybe I should go. As doubt and fear continued to race through my mind, I heard her say in the sweetest voice…
“Excuse me” was all I could muster up to say in response.
“Yes, I will go to dinner with you. Pick me up at 8. I’ll give you directions to my place.”
To be continued….
Part 3 finale will be posted Wednesday May 22, 2013!