Hi.
So let us
talk about my weight gain, shall we?
In the
past few months, I have put on more of those pounds in some areas I like (wink)
and in some, I don’t. At the beginning of the year, I was a size 14; now, I
am a size 16. This has meant getting bigger clothes, worrying about not being
able to tuck in my belly anymore and generally feeling out of sorts with them
Christian mother upper arms. That is where the rosy stuff ends. Imagine
that this is what I call rosy.
A few weeks
ago, I went out to get something for breakfast and this okada rider whom I have
known for a while was passing by. I said hello and continued on my way. The man
stopped his okada and said hello. I saw that he wanted to tell me something so
I went back to hear him out. I assumed what he wanted to tell me must be pretty
important because he was willing to waste the time of his customers to talk to
me. He looked at me and said, ‘Do you know that you have multiplied?
You are so fat now oh! E be like say this Buhari regime no dey affect you. This
fatness too much na!’