Hey readers!

I’d like to start off with a quick question: how many of you find it increasingly difficult to count your many blessings when your world feels like it’s upside down? On a scale of 1 – 10, with 1 being not difficult at all and 10 being the extremely tough, my response would probably exceed 10 on the scale. Honestly

The thing is, I know that recognizing the positive things about life tends to keep us upbeat and motivated, but it can be so difficult when you’re stuck in a rut – and asking God (or the universe, for those who are agnostic or atheist) Why me?  

This week’s episode of Being Mary Jane depicted a web of adversity that ties the characters together, but also highlighted the blessings that each person should be focused on amidst the struggle. I must admit that some of the stories were more comical than others, but I feel that the intrinsic lesson remains the same.

Take Kara, Mary Jane Paul’s Executive Producer at SNC and divorced mother of two. Life has given Kara more responsibility than most, and she struggles to find time to handle everything she’s got on her plate. Considering how much she works, her ex husband is a stay at home dad to their two boys; and as such, Kara foots the bill. Invariably, this is a vicious cycle because it means she has to work extra hard to look after the boys and their father. I guess I lied when I said Kara had two kids – I’m sure she really feels as though she has three. Sometimes, MJ makes it feel like she has an extra child to look after with the way she puts pressure on Kara to be at every taping or live air of her show, even when she has conflicting family responsibilities. I know she deserves Kara’s time during working hours, but asking ‘what about what I need Kara?‘ makes the expectations seem a lot more personal than professional. To top it all off, Kara had just started dating a really great guy, but was slowly realizing he had expectations too – dinner dates with friends, and other events she was just expected to make it to.

Continue reading “Blessings in the face of adversity….don’t stop the count!” →

Hey y’all!

First things first, this entire post is a SPOILER. If you haven’t watched the most recent episode of Scandal, or haven’t started the series at all but intend to at some juncture, it is with a heavy heart that I say, stop reading. 

I’ve decided that my first character spotlight must be cast on Olivia Pope. Kerry, if you’re reading this its too late… Lol. I’m not holding back on dishing deserved dirt on your alter ego, no matter how much I love and admire you as a woman. Please forgive me :*

For those of who despise scandal or are yet to begin, I’ll give you a brief rundown of who Olivia is, and her contradictory philosophies.

Olivia Carolyn Pope, born September 16 1979 to Eli Pope (otherwise known as Rowan and Command of the secret intelligence organisation, B-613) and Marie Wallace (a terrorist whom Olivia believed to have been killed in a plane crash) is a political scandal ‘fixer’ who runs her own firm – Olivia Pope & Associates (OPA). She was formerly the White House Communications Director, and an aid on the campaign trail of Fitzgerald Grant III when he first ran for president in 2010. Olivia attended Georgetown Law, and a number of other prestigious schools in her youth, and is renowned for her brilliance in developing sound politician coverups. Oh, and lest I forget the most important aspect of Liv’s character, she is the mistress to the President of the United States of America.

Off a resume like this, I expect Olivia to be a mess. A hot mess, infact. With a terrorist for a mother, and a trained assassin who lied to her her entire life for a father, I’m surprised she still walks the streets of Washington D.C with her head held high. I can’t imagine that I would have turned out even half as well as she did if I had her life – and for that, I applaud Liv. 

Beyond that, and her pristine fashion sense which I will detail in a later post, Olivia is THE most annoying character to hit screens. I’m proud of Kerry because she has manages to make sure I’m in awe of her 6 days a week, and despise her (via Olivia) on Thursdays at 9pm Eastern time. 

Why does Olivia frustrate me? I’ll explain. 

To begin with, she has this really awkward lip tremor. Whenever she stands before her lover, and he barks (or whispers, but to be honest he hardly speaks quietly) his sweet nothings at her, she trembles in the most awkward way – lips first. I know this might seem a bit pedantic but if you think it can’t be that bad, search google using the phrase ‘Olivia Pope lip tremor.’ I can almost say with 100 percent certainty that there will be pictures and videos, and they will irritate you too. 

Continue reading “My love-hate relationship with Olivia Pope…” →

Hey hey!

…So after my post about Mr Gates and his ‘friend’, I hope you can see how I have naturally progressed to writing a full blown post about frienships. In my opinion, the things I write will strike a chord with each and every reader. I really cannot stress this enough, but putting it in caps is a start – PLEASE SHARE YOUR OPINIONS WITH ME 🙂 . I’m no expert on friendship, and I cannot claim to be the best friend known to man, but I do feel the urge to share my thoughts on this important topic.

Before I dive in, I’d like to ask each of you reading this line to please scroll down to the bottom of the page and subscribe to receive regular updates from the blog – I promise it will be worth it 😀

The idea behind this post is to dig deep into friendship- what does it really mean? There’s so much to unpack that I’m slightly worried I will get confused along the way, but I hope it makes some sense.

**What friendship means depends on whom we ask

The statement above refers to categories of people by age group (toddler – child – adolescent – adult), and personality type. I’ll explore the age group categories in more detail, considering they are fewer and more attributable to a certain type of friendship.

As a toddler in nursery, friendship was so so simple. ‘Jojomijo, who is your best friend?’ my mum would ask. And I would not even hesitate before I replied ‘Falilat mummy!’ Obviously, I knew nothing about Falilat besides her age and her name, possibly her favourite meal and colour, maybe her last holiday destination, perhaps her address? And that was it. But I called her my best friend. And I think I was hers too (If by some stroke of luck Falilat from Rotoy Private School, Victoria Island is reading this, please correct me if I’m horribly wrong lol). When I think hard about these types of friendships I develop an opinion that is two fold- much like a double sided coin. On the one hand, it makes no sense whatsoever. I mean, I hardly knew the girl! All we did was play with toys and stick together through Lego and the alphabet, definitely not thick and thin. On the other hand, there is something innately refreshing about the trusting nature and innocence of a child, who simply loves someone because they are kind to them; because they spend time with them. Chubby, tall, extra slim, multi-racial, short – all toddlers had friends. Why? Because toddlers don’t notice those things. Their hearts and minds are open and accepting, and that is just overwhelming in such a positive way.

Continue reading “The Ins and Outs of friendship from a friend-in-training  “ →

Hi Everyone!

I have a very brief confession which is the precursor to my next post – I haven’t watched ANY of my shows this week! *faints*.

This is the reason why you are yet to receive a post that relates to any TV shows since my very first one.

However, I promise that I will be catching up tonight, and bringing you something juicy tomorrow!

In the interim, I will share my thoughts on something that I got caught up in after yesterday’s post.

Hope you enjoy it

Love

Jo