Moving to America, the road to American Citizenship, Green Card, Dating, travel and marriage to an American amongst others; are what this blog is about. Living abroad - Georgia, Eastern Europe, near Russia, teaching English Second Language and other adventure filled experiences. Please, take a moment and indulge, if not live vicariously!
Ima have to get used to this ring wearing thing! It's too precious, so I take it off when I deal with water. I have ring boxes planted all over the house so that I can stick it in them whenever need be. Of course, I forgot it at home on my trip to the 99 cents . Come along with me! Click play or on the above picture.
Calvin is not cheap. In fact, he is not a fan of thrifting at all. I don't tell him where I buy some stuff for the house. Why pay more, when you can pay only 99 cents? Don't answer that! Wanna see what I got? Click on the video below.
After I said YES! I called mom while we were waiting in line for Our tacos. I wanted her to be the first one to hear the news. She picked up! It's always a shocker when she does. I told her the news. She kept asking "what?" "What?" I don't know if she was surprised or what. Eventually, she got it and said, "OK". Her enthusiasm was underwhelming to say the least. We didn't talk for long because I wanted to stay in my bubble and she was outside the bubble?. Next! My sisters!
After the story about the missing ring money, I was despondent. I didn't want to be in a funk, so I had to find positive things to think about. I knew what kind of ring I wanted. I had a ring on my vision board as you may know that I put pictures of my desires up there to encourage the process of them manifesting in my life. After Calvin's trip to the jewelry, where he almost brought home I didn't like, I started saving photos of my ideal ring from the internet. I narrowed it down and made a collage which I subsequently saved as the screensaver on my phone
My hopefully soon to be fiance and his friend went out to dinner after ring shopping. I was at home dying to talk to him in person about the whole thing! He finally got home and brought me cow blood taco as per my request. I had sent him to try out the tacos Carly got me into when I stayed at her place while apartment hunting a few years ago. Unsurprisingly, they loved them. Now, back to the ring story...
On my way home from the Nigerian Restaurant. Nice drive, a bit of traffic but nothing new. We are in LA after all!
My new friend and I stayed in touch. I really appreciated her treating me to Nigerian food. Did I tell you she paid at the restaurant as well? How nice was that? I owe her one!
I had gone against my better judgement and befriended a girl from asouth africa. Nice girl. We had so much in common, when it comes to values etc. It was mice to find someone who gets 'it' we had spend a great deal of time talking over the phone with each other. I mean hours! The girl had a craving for African food. She told me she heard of a Nigerian restaurant in Inglewood. Neither of us had been there before. I was up for it though. When am I ever not? She doesn't drive. She offered to pay for gas if I picked her up and dropped her off afterwards. With a truck like mine, someone offers to pay for gas, you accept! It was a date!
Saturday morning, Calvin was at home. I had already mentioned to him that the girl and I har plans. I left him at home and headed off to hollywood.