<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097</id><updated>2024-09-19T22:56:04.358+03:00</updated><category term="Life"/><category term="Relationships"/><category term="African"/><category term="Kenya"/><category term="Marriage"/><category term="Politics"/><category term="Weddings"/><category term="travel"/><category term="Christmas"/><category term="Decor"/><category term="Motherhood"/><category term="Nairobi"/><category term="Ovarian Cancer"/><category term="Planning"/><category term="Politics and social media"/><category term="Security"/><category term="Tragedies"/><category term="Youth"/><title type='text'>Wazzy Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>My thoughts and experiences about life in general</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-4985365837834886473</id><published>2012-05-11T13:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2012-05-11T13:45:17.649+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><title type='text'>Being 30+ is cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I love to read&amp;nbsp;interesting&amp;nbsp;tweets and I got this one from one interesting lady&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;https://twitter.com/#!/littleginiK&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;@littleginiK&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;who defines being 30+ as being cool and I totally agree with her. These words are not mine but I had to share them with other women approaching 30 or 30+ because they are very inspiring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;A woman over 30 will never wake you in the middle of the night to ask, &quot;What are you thinking?&quot; She doesn&#39;t care what you think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;A woman over 30 knows herself well enough to be assured in who she is, what she is, what she wants and from whom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Few women past the age of 30 give a damn what you might think about her or what she&#39;s doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Women over 30 are dignified. They seldom have a screaming match with you at the opera or in the middle of an expensive restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;A woman over 30 has the self-assurance to introduce you to her women friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Women get psychic as they age. You never have to confess your sins to a woman over 30.They always know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;They are forthright and honest. They&#39;ll tell you right off if you are a jerk if you are acting like one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;A woman over 30 looks good wearing bright red lipstick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;So there you go! Big 30 is not bad after all :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Thanks &lt;a href=&quot;https://twitter.com/#!/littleginiK&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;@littleginiK&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;very inspiring :)&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4985365837834886473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/4985365837834886473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/4985365837834886473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/4985365837834886473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2012/05/being-30-is-cool.html' title='Being 30+ is cool'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-2907694319242287833</id><published>2012-04-17T12:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2020-04-02T10:37:05.269+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="African"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kenya"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Weddings"/><title type='text'>The latest in African Themed Weddings- Part 2: Wedding Reception</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
In part 2 &amp;nbsp;we get some&amp;nbsp;snippets&amp;nbsp;of the the wedding reception&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Notice the brooms on the side of the cake tent? With an African themed wedding there are lots of items you can explore and play around with&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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The uteos at the front side of the tent is another aesthetic representing the flowers.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;The entrance to the reception area, a lot of this stuff is locally available and easy to access.&lt;br /&gt;
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There has been a new trend of Ankara dress designs. Check out this guide to buying &lt;a href=&quot;https://sharonlumbasi.com/the-ultimate-guide-to-buying-the-best-ankara-style-dresses-in-the-market/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Ankara Styled dresses online &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;A great way to minimize your budget spend by having both the church ceremony and the reception at the same venue.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I loved the concept of having hay as part of the stands, I think this bride save alot of cash on flowers.The úteos represented the flowers&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3048389629196200660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/3048389629196200660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/3048389629196200660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/3048389629196200660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2012/04/latest-in-african-themed-weddings-part.html' title='The latest in African Themed Weddings- Part 1: Church Ceremony'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKrnHRpSrxSeb9-WfW2xZPTI_ZFw_Owumvr8q3cHflQfAScFouWYXhHPdKWSKPqcga7BzpwF2Hkg6xt3snnO7ZNHnv5neHmyoZL248AV3k2UFFWIxcQS-9sf2e7v7CKRPRZeCTVtYm1II/s72-c/DSC04010.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-1664097949391343823</id><published>2011-12-15T09:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T09:29:23.714+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christmas"/><title type='text'>The twelve songs of Christmas</title><content type='html'>What in the world do leaping lords, French hens, swimming swans, and especially the partridge who won&#39;t come out of the pear tree have to do with Christmas? &lt;br /&gt;
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Well a friend of mine Wakanyi shared this which was quiet insightful for me since i love this song &lt;br /&gt;
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From 1558 until 1829, Roman Catholics in England were not permitted to practice their faith openly. Someone during that era wrote this carol as a catechism song for young Catholics. It has two levels of meaning: the surface meaning plus a hidden meaning known only to members of their church. Each element in the carol has a code word for a religious reality which the children could remember. &lt;br /&gt;
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-The partridge in a pear tree was Jesus Christ. &lt;br /&gt;
-Two turtle doves were the Old and New Testaments. &lt;br /&gt;
-Three French hens stood for faith, hope and love.- &lt;br /&gt;
-The four calling birds were the four gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke &amp; John. &lt;br /&gt;
-The five golden rings recalled the Torah or Law, the first five books of the Old Testament.&lt;br /&gt;
-The six geese a-laying stood for the six days of creation. &lt;br /&gt;
-Seven swans a-swimming represented the sevenfold gifts of the Holy Spirit--Prophesy, Serving, Teaching, Exhortation, Contribution, Leadership, and Mercy. &lt;br /&gt;
-The eight maids a-milking were the eight beatitudes. &lt;br /&gt;
-Nine ladies dancing were the nine fruits of the Holy Spirit--Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Faithfulness, Gentleness, and Self Control. &lt;br /&gt;
-The ten lords a-leaping were the ten commandments. &lt;br /&gt;
-The eleven pipers piping stood for the eleven faithful disciples. &lt;br /&gt;
-The twelve drummers drumming symbolized the twelve points of belief in the Apostles&#39; Creed.&lt;br /&gt;
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So there is your history for today. This knowledge was shared with me and I found it interesting and enlightening and now I know how that strange song became a Christmas Carol...so pass it on if you wish.&#39; &lt;br /&gt;
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Merry Christmas Everyone</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1664097949391343823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/1664097949391343823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/1664097949391343823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/1664097949391343823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/twelve-songs-of-christmas.html' title='The twelve songs of Christmas'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-5127169853411741581</id><published>2011-10-17T12:56:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T12:56:42.600+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ovarian Cancer"/><title type='text'>Ovarian Cancer Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;ik=026d763c92&amp;view=att&amp;th=1331133e0e866087&amp;attid=0.0.1&amp;disp=emb&amp;realattid=c7b4a5d0625f29a_0.3.1&amp;zw&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjrqiDP0fSfapCMzhxPrSNm4xNfgULfGY7bH05I0O0uHw-Ddx2wuyiTU_PK_eABfgc0V8B-Kup-6yzus6FRhHJByLhGozAnZw1tQJlTeH6MAluDsPUp4q1JZRV2Y2gdPP4UNa1Gkj6ByE/s1600/ovarian+cancer+walk.gif&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;160&quot; width=&quot;88&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjrqiDP0fSfapCMzhxPrSNm4xNfgULfGY7bH05I0O0uHw-Ddx2wuyiTU_PK_eABfgc0V8B-Kup-6yzus6FRhHJByLhGozAnZw1tQJlTeH6MAluDsPUp4q1JZRV2Y2gdPP4UNa1Gkj6ByE/s320/ovarian+cancer+walk.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Please do not interrupt her trip ... She must reach every woman with this message about Ovarian Cancer......&lt;br /&gt;
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She is walking  for Ovarian Cancer.  Please pass her on so that she can reach her destination. &lt;br /&gt;
Say a prayer for all those who are affected by this terrible disease. &lt;br /&gt;
She&#39;s walking around the world --- via  e-mail!! &lt;br /&gt;
Pass it on so she can reach every woman in the world! &lt;br /&gt;
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Please hit your forward button, so this woman stays animated &lt;br /&gt;
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Ovarian Cancer Whispers - so  listen carefully ... &lt;br /&gt;
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Watch for Pelvic or abdominal pain or discomfort; &lt;br /&gt;
·       vague but  persistent gastrointestinal upsets such as gas, nausea, and indigestion &lt;br /&gt;
·       frequency and/or urgency of urination in the absence of an infection; &lt;br /&gt;
·       unexplained weight gain or weight loss &lt;br /&gt;
·       pelvic and/or abdominal swelling, bloating and/or feeling  of fullness; &lt;br /&gt;
·       ongoing unusual fatigue; &lt;br /&gt;
·       unexplained changes in bowel habits. &lt;br /&gt;
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If symptoms persist for more than 2 weeks, ask your doctor for a combination pelvic/rectal exam, &lt;br /&gt;
CA-125 blood test, and trans-vaginal ultrasound. &lt;br /&gt;
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A Pap Test WILL NOT detect ovarian cancer.&lt;br /&gt;
Please keep her going.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5127169853411741581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/5127169853411741581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/5127169853411741581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/5127169853411741581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/10/ovarian-cancer-walk.html' title='Ovarian Cancer Walk'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjrqiDP0fSfapCMzhxPrSNm4xNfgULfGY7bH05I0O0uHw-Ddx2wuyiTU_PK_eABfgc0V8B-Kup-6yzus6FRhHJByLhGozAnZw1tQJlTeH6MAluDsPUp4q1JZRV2Y2gdPP4UNa1Gkj6ByE/s72-c/ovarian+cancer+walk.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-2934314139086248590</id><published>2011-09-22T14:15:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T14:15:39.358+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Motherhood"/><title type='text'>21 things that change when you have a baby</title><content type='html'>These changed when I became mom, including what other moms said courtesy of www.babycenter.com&lt;br /&gt;
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1. The sacrifices you thought you made to have a child no longer seem like sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt;
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2.You finally respect your body&lt;br /&gt;
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3. You respect your parents and love them in a new way.&lt;br /&gt;
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4. You respect everyone who is called a mother.&lt;br /&gt;
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5. You find that your baby&#39;s pain feels much worse than your own.&lt;br /&gt;
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6. You believe once again in the things you believed in as a child.&lt;br /&gt;
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7. You think of someone else 234,836,178,976 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;
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8. Every day is a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;
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9. You become a morning person.&lt;br /&gt;
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10. Your love becomes limitless, a superhuman power.&lt;br /&gt;
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11. &quot;You finally realize that true joy doesn&#39;t come from material wealth.&quot; — Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;
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12. You&#39;d rather buy a plastic toy than those shoes you&#39;ve been dying to have&lt;br /&gt;
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13. &quot;Silence? What&#39;s that?&quot; — Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;
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14. &quot;You discover an inner strength you never thought you had.&quot; — Ronin and Brookie&#39;s mom&lt;br /&gt;
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15. &quot;You no longer rely on a clock — your baby now sets your schedule.&quot; — Thomas&#39; mom&lt;br /&gt;
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16. &quot;You give parents with a screaming child an &#39;I-know-the-feeling&#39; look instead of a &#39;Can&#39;t-they-shut-him-up?&#39; one.&quot; — Jaidyn&#39;s mom&lt;br /&gt;
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17. &quot;You take the time for one more hug and kiss even if it means you&#39;ll be late.&quot; — Tracey&lt;br /&gt;
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18. You start to appreciate Sesame Street for its intellectual contribution. — Anon.&lt;br /&gt;
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19. Nothing is just yours any longer. You share EVERYTHING! — DylanLsMom&lt;br /&gt;
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20. No matter what you&#39;ve accomplished in life, you look at your child and think, &quot;I&#39;ve done a GREAT job!&quot; — Anon.&lt;br /&gt;
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21. You can have the most wonderful conversation using only vowel sounds like &quot;ahhh&quot; and &quot;oooo.&quot; — littlehulk2008</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2934314139086248590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/2934314139086248590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/2934314139086248590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/2934314139086248590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/21-things-that-change-when-you-have.html' title='21 things that change when you have a baby'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-1153927205723062599</id><published>2011-09-21T14:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T14:12:12.258+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Security"/><title type='text'>Security Awareness</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine forwarded this information on email that I thought I should share.&lt;br /&gt;
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START TO GET INTO THE HABIT OF &quot;REVERSE PARKING &quot; &lt;br /&gt;
READ THIS MESSAGE AND UNDERSTAND WHY YOU MUST GET INTO THE HABIT OF REVERSE PARKING&lt;br /&gt;
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Warning..!!!! &lt;br /&gt;
Just last weekend on Friday night we parked in a public &lt;br /&gt;
car park. As we drove away I noticed a sticker on the &lt;br /&gt;
rear window of the car. When I took it off after I got home, &lt;br /&gt;
it was a receipt for petrol. Luckily my friend told me not to &lt;br /&gt;
stop as it could be someone waiting for me to get out of the &lt;br /&gt;
car Then we received this email yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;
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WARNING FROM POLICE &lt;br /&gt;
THIS APPLIES TO BOTH WOMEN AND MEN &lt;br /&gt;
BEWARE OF PAPER ON THE BACK WINDOW OF YOUR VEHICLE-- &lt;br /&gt;
NEW WAY TO DO CARJACKINGS (NOT A JOKE)&#39; &lt;br /&gt;
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Heads up everyone! Please, keep this circulating... You walk &lt;br /&gt;
across the car park, unlock your car and get inside. You &lt;br /&gt;
start the engine put it into Reverse. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When you look into the rearview mirror to back out of your &lt;br /&gt;
space, you notice a piece of paper stuck to the middle &lt;br /&gt;
of the rear window. So, you stop and jump out of your car to remove that paper (or whatever it is) that is obstructing your view. &lt;br /&gt;
When you reach the back of your car, that is when the carjackers appear out of nowhere, jump into your car and take off. They practically run you over as they speed off in your car. &lt;br /&gt;
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And guess what, ladies? I bet your purse is still in the car. &lt;br /&gt;
So now the carjacker has your car, your home address, your &lt;br /&gt;
money, and your keys. Your home and your whole identity are &lt;br /&gt;
now compromised! &lt;br /&gt;
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BEWARE OF THIS NEW SCHEME THAT IS NOW BEING USED. &lt;br /&gt;
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If you see a piece of paper stuck to your back window, lock your doors and just drive away. &lt;br /&gt;
Remove the paper later. And be thankful that you &lt;br /&gt;
read this e-mail.. I hope you will forward this to friends and &lt;br /&gt;
family, especially to women. &lt;br /&gt;
A purse contains all kinds of personal information and identification documents, and you certainly do NOT want this to fall into the wrong hands. &lt;br /&gt;
Please tell all your friends</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1153927205723062599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/1153927205723062599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/1153927205723062599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/1153927205723062599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/security-awareness.html' title='Security Awareness'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-4447069154590348336</id><published>2011-09-13T15:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T15:14:35.578+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tragedies"/><title type='text'>Lunga Lunga - Lessons NEVER Learnt</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was yet another sad day for Kenyans. Another large group of Kenyans perish: an accident that could have been avoided. Questions racing on my mind: is it really poverty? or is it apathy?&lt;br /&gt;
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People leaving on top of pipelines that transport petrol? Are they not afraid or is it indifference? Then the pipes leak and people actually run to where the danger is, instead of running away from it. You want to siphon fuel....who buys this fuel any way? There seems to be a market for it because people always run to siphon fuel whenever there is a leak.&lt;br /&gt;
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According to residents this is not the first time its happening. Happens all the time but this time round someone just lit a ciggarrete and that was it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Its sad that we live in a society where people never learn from past tragedies. Sachangwan enough people died but the people in Sinai did not seem to care at the time the fuel leaked.&lt;br /&gt;
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Apparently government has begged these people to move from here. Poor planning I must say. You ask people to move ...to where? I guess that is the question that comes to their minds once they are asked to move. &lt;br /&gt;
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Its sad that this tragedy will still happen again. Why? because there are no systems in place to have these people move out of here. Government is always reacting to such problems. Government says they will be compensated. But all this would have been avoided had the govenment had proper planning.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kenya Pipeline will take no responsibility because they took action immediately and this leak happened on the storm water drainage system that flows outside the KPC systems.&lt;br /&gt;
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We need leadership with action. Leaders like John Michuki who enforced the traffic rules and ensured that they were followed to the latter. He is the same leader while at the Internal Security docket had the Mungiki Menance in Central put on a leash. We need such leaders or leaders who can emulate them &lt;br /&gt;
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Can it start with me as an individual and what can the middle class Kenyan do to help make a difference??</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4447069154590348336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/4447069154590348336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/4447069154590348336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/4447069154590348336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/lunga-lunga-lessons-never-learnt.html' title='Lunga Lunga - Lessons NEVER Learnt'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOuWB84lfHXgnn0xp2PC-98busMe1R01yXF_hYu8cY58ukGvp1edX0M5u-W-lPOBuZGZtN-YE-1oPvSCjanr3sCjm5uZekMu_O73-a3fImrHC5sY6tbcVm5ZK_jfhFaPOIxSJE8PhHEPc/s72-c/Lunga+lunga-.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-1039804157180876865</id><published>2011-09-07T16:19:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T10:18:36.288+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nairobi"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel"/><title type='text'>Guide Through Nairobi&#39;s Uhuru Park</title><content type='html'>Take a walk with me. This is the experience I had this weekend as I was leaving a meeting at Uhuru Park.&lt;br /&gt;
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The place was a hustle and bustle of activities. It was the last weekend before schools open and during the week was IDD holiday so children and parents alike were taking advantage. I realized this is a favorite hang out for kids the ages between 0-15 years.&lt;br /&gt;
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Remember these boats? When I was growing up we had someone take us using the row but now they are advanced you just take the boat and ride yourself.&lt;br /&gt;
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And the cue that was waiting was to ride on these boats was long &lt;br /&gt;
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A lot was going on from children being taken round in these large toys, to camel rides: &lt;br /&gt;
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Remember this place? This is where landmark events in our history happen like the signing of the new constitution, the Narc revolution of &#39;Who can bwogo me?&#39; and &#39;Yote ya wezekan bila Moi&#39;... yeah alot has happened and continues to happpen here. Even public holidays are held here. Freedom corner is also here a place where Wangari Mathaai and mothers of political prisoners came to demand the release of their sons who had been arrested for political reasons. &lt;br /&gt;
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Before the era of digital cameras this is how it worked....&lt;br /&gt;
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Nothing is talked about this Monument but there is another one across the road called the Nyayo Monument &lt;br /&gt;
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That was a trip down Memory lane for me I certainly enjoyed my afternoon here:-)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1039804157180876865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/1039804157180876865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/1039804157180876865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/1039804157180876865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/guide-through-nairobis-uhuru-park.html' title='Guide Through Nairobi&#39;s Uhuru Park'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqFdGXkxQkD07SaluMzr6X8MIUzACR-wR4p8PgwSq7_iq5VGKUkTzAs7h4y52cAr_6N4Xd1nLgkVCnnGcZrMNmJUiDxUCgBRlc_mGX_JT1lWU3rsNv55yEQOYvudyLT33E2YKqh2JMlmM/s72-c/DSC03199.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Uhuru Park, Nairobi Region, Kenya</georss:featurename><georss:point>-1.2899298 36.816279399999985</georss:point><georss:box>-1.2931652999999999 36.812225899999987 -1.2866943 36.820332899999983</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-2115811907322615575</id><published>2011-08-29T14:26:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T16:58:12.094+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Politics"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Youth"/><title type='text'>Tuju Sheng</title><content type='html'>The elections are around the corner ....or so you may think. Elections are a year away and we have twenty something presidential candidates. Of all only a few stand a chance. Now there is one man..Raphael Tuju who just launched his presidential campaign. This guy should go back to the drawing board and re strategize on how to connect with us.Actually he needs a few tricks here and there on how to marketing himself to the youth and presenting himself infront of a camera.&lt;br /&gt;
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httpv://www.youtube.com/raphaeltuju#p/u/1/xiePiD8iiQ8&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Marketing himself to the youth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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1.First lose the sheng talk does not work at all. &lt;br /&gt;
Im youth and you certainly did not communicate to me when you spoke in that language.&lt;br /&gt;
2. Start connecting with your audience emotionally: That presentation just looked blank; you had a blank face no emotion, enthusiasm at all.&lt;br /&gt;
3.You assume you have been there...Nope you havent we are are from two different worlds and certainly the youth (us) are from a different school of thought from you.&lt;br /&gt;
4.We have solutions to the problems you think which I know for sure you have even bothered to ask us what we think.&lt;br /&gt;
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TV producers call this PTC -as in; piece to camera i.e The person in front of the camera.&lt;br /&gt;
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1. You need to be yourself and by speaking sheng he was not himself.&lt;br /&gt;
2. Your face tells alot and on this one you were struggling to just express yourself&lt;br /&gt;
3. The director should have said cut to the gazzillionth time until you got it right...but I guess they got tired of your boring tone going on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;
4.You sounded so bored and mundane&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Parting shot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Tuju needs to re strategize or look for a strategist that is in sync with the youth he so badly needs to connect with; he was President Kibaki&#39;s advisor in 2007 elections on media relations and former MP for Rarieda Constituency. What milestones has he achieved in both positions which he can sell to us?&lt;br /&gt;
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He has failed in trying to connect to the people who at least do not believe in tribal-gods.&lt;br /&gt;
If he does not turn around soon, he will lose my vote which he has potential of getting, and grace my list of Shenzi Types and Political Comedians and Quacks&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2115811907322615575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/2115811907322615575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/2115811907322615575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/2115811907322615575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/tuju-sheng.html' title='Tuju Sheng'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-7461936391980345849</id><published>2011-08-24T11:58:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T22:08:46.887+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Marriage"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Relationships"/><title type='text'>Hang In There</title><content type='html'>Devastation does not even begin to describe it. I am sad that Will Smith and Jada Pinkett have separated. Or so the news reports say. If what the reports are saying is true then that is just sad. They were the look up to couple. I mean they are the people you look up to and say well there is hope in Marriage. However the same reports say that they have denied being separated so let that be true.&lt;br /&gt;
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We use to look up to Will Smith in Fresh Prince of Belair. I used to oogle and droole at him when he used to act in Fresh Prince.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then he got Married and we were all green with envy and I used to say to myself hmmmh if I was there maybe it would have been me. (Oh how I wish)&lt;br /&gt;
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He started producing these movies one great one after another one. My favorite was wild wild west.&lt;br /&gt;
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So now what could be the matter? reports from online entertainment magazines claim that the couple is not divorced. My point for this post actually is just to let them and everyone out there who is married to HANG IN THERE. Off course not everyday will be sunny and like New Edition say it in their track &#39;Can you stand the rain?&#39;Can you really stand the those tough times with your spouse?&lt;br /&gt;
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When you do decide to get married don&#39;t do it out of emotions.Emotions have a way of misleading people when making important decisions. Think about it this way; what will happen when the goose bumps are gone? &lt;br /&gt;
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Think about it critically. The reasons people get married these days are scary hence the high number of divorce cases around....because the guy is good looking (its one of the traits) but should not be a major reason why you get married. Money is the major factor. So now what happens if your spouse gets laid off work? or God forbid they can no longer work because of sickness etc?? Will that now become a reason to divorce your spouse? Remember those very important words &#39;For better, for worse till death do us part?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m still positive and will continue to be positive about marriage, because its a beautiful thing, a beautiful place to be at. I love being married to my husband even if we&#39;ve just done it for two years and we can be called toddlers at this game, I enjoy being married to him because more than a husband, we&#39;ve been through the thickest patches and the sunny days and there&#39;s more to come in the future that I cant wait to share with him. He is more than just a husband,he is my friend, lover and companion. &lt;br /&gt;
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On that note i would like to end by saying &#39;HANG IN THERE&#39; Marriage can and will always work if you choose to make it to work,there&#39;s a lot of hard work involved in making a marriage work. &lt;br /&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7461936391980345849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/7461936391980345849' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/7461936391980345849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/7461936391980345849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/hang-in-there.html' title='Hang In There'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCDHgreOMgP_OCnU8oKoC90KANcJtCcNH__72RXbDaPYr1YVjX1qdtFbHFRcFvUfHre8O2HuOOIqtCVvd_lGC_vwDHqkGtaHamTCrNQqGx2rTpGZQG1O0FtQZzLDfbQkrsMp_ideQLNlw/s72-c/Fresh+prince2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-9026020067817805496</id><published>2011-08-23T16:33:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T18:54:04.118+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><title type='text'>I miss being a little girl</title><content type='html'>I wrote this note two years back on my face book page it now graces the walls of my blog as im currently experiencing a blogger block...&lt;br /&gt;
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I miss being little and not having a care in the world. &lt;br /&gt;
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I miss wearing the same clothes&amp;having the same hair style with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;
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I miss playing brickicho, msongesho, round us, shake, bladder and kalongo.&lt;br /&gt;
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I miss decorating the house with balloons, colored paper&amp;cypress christmas tree. &lt;br /&gt;
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I miss sitting round my uncle and listening to tales from before. &lt;br /&gt;
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I miss wearing staircase dresses. I miss my pink school uniform and gray socks.&lt;br /&gt;
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As i grow older i realise i had the best time growing as a little girl.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9026020067817805496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/9026020067817805496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/9026020067817805496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/9026020067817805496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-miss-being-little-girl.html' title='I miss being a little girl'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-3735912345801726295</id><published>2011-08-20T12:02:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T21:10:41.574+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><title type='text'>This is me</title><content type='html'>I got inspired to post this from a blog a just started following so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;
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This is me &lt;br /&gt;
a wife,a mother,a daughter,a sister,a friend,&lt;br /&gt;
a communications specialist,a writer,a sound gal&lt;br /&gt;
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I always remember not to get lost and maintain my identity as me:)&lt;br /&gt;
I love Jesus and love life.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3735912345801726295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/3735912345801726295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/3735912345801726295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/3735912345801726295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-is-me.html' title='This is me'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-1737000680340125522</id><published>2011-08-18T15:34:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T21:17:55.192+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Relationships"/><title type='text'>Advice for women</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;I saw this on a friends note on facebook, as a disclaimer I don&#39;t agree with entirely every advice given below&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;1. Never do housework. No man ever made love to a woman because the house was spotless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;2. Don&#39;t imagine you can change a man - unless he&#39;s in diapers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;3. What do you do if your boyfriend walks out? You shut the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;4. So many men - so many reasons not to sleep with any of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;5. If they put a man on the moon, they should be able to put the mall there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;6. Tell him you&#39;re not his type - you have a pulse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;7. Never let your man&#39;s mind wander. It&#39;s too little to be let out alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;8. The only reason men are on this planet is that vibrators can&#39;t dance or buy drinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;9. Never sleep with a man who&#39;s named his penis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;10. Go for younger men. You might as well. They never mature anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;11. A man who can dress himself without looking like Forrest Gump is unquestionably gay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;12. Definition of a bachelor: a man who has missed the opportunity to make some woman miserable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;13. Women don&#39;t make fools of men. Most of them are the do-it-yourself types.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;14. The best way to get a man to do something is to suggest they are too old for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;15. Love is blind, but marriage is a real eye-opener.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;16. If you want a committed man, look in a mental hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;17. The children of Israel wandered around the desert for 40 years. Even in biblical times, men wouldn&#39;t ask for directions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;18. If he asks what sort of books you&#39;re interested in, tell him checkbooks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;19. A man&#39;s idea of serious commitment is usually &quot;Oh all right, I&#39;ll stay the night.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;Hmmh what say you?&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1737000680340125522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/1737000680340125522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/1737000680340125522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/1737000680340125522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/advice-for-women.html' title='Advice for women'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-168038785041550808</id><published>2011-08-18T15:05:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T21:44:32.073+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><title type='text'>Personal space invasion</title><content type='html'>Personal space as defined by the&amp;nbsp;Wikipedia&amp;nbsp;dictionary means the physical space immediately&amp;nbsp;surrounding&amp;nbsp;someone, into which any&amp;nbsp;encroachment&amp;nbsp;feels threatening to or uncomfortable to them. Now with this definition my personal space has been invaded quiet a number of times.&lt;br /&gt;
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In one instance I was standing at a bank, when this lady comes right behind me, as the line moves forward she seemed to be moving even closer to me. I felt so uncomfortable and had myself wondering what the heck is this woman thinking coming so close to me cant she even feel herself so close. I thought my look would deter her but she obviously seemed not to care much.&lt;br /&gt;
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I don&#39;t think people out there understand what personal space is really?? Coming so close to someone you can actually hear them breath, even the bad eyes would not stop this woman from coming close to me.&lt;br /&gt;
Next comes this man who was standing right behind me at the bus stage cue. Now these cues go on and on and on and on. The long winding cue becomes endless and remains so for at least two hours before buses start steaming in.&lt;br /&gt;
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Unfortunately it was a raining evening making it even worse because the buses take even longer because of traffic. This guy stands behind me very close to me you even leave the cue. People need to respect personal space unfortunately that is not the case here there is absolutely no respect for personal space anywhere in Nairobi ama everywhere I have&amp;nbsp;traveled&amp;nbsp;in Kenya.&lt;br /&gt;
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If its not someone snooping your phone while you are reading a text on the cue, to someone coming so close to you, to someone coming so close to you computer at work, the list is endless. Again comes to attitude which will take like forever change.&lt;br /&gt;
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7 For every kind of beast and bird of reptile and sea creature, can be tamed and has been tamed by mankind 8 but no huma being can tame the toungue. it is a restless evil full of deadly poison. &lt;br /&gt;
9 with it we bless our Lord and Father and with it we curse people who are made in the likeness of God..&lt;br /&gt;
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Now the whole of last week been seeing people being treated badly, just because someone is starting out at a new place I dont see why you should treat them with direspect. Somethimes people in authority forget that respect is both ways you respect your subordinates and they respect you back. Now just because people may look desperate for work doesnt give you the lee way to treat them like orphans.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now this man is a trainer of sorts and trains the new entrants on how the organization is run and their duties in their respctive stations. I happen to be sharing the office with him for sometime now. The guys were bringing their relevant documents to him and to my suprise&amp;nbsp;I saw this guy was talking to the new guys like they were small kids in primary school. If your documents are not in order he sends them away surely??&lt;br /&gt;
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We are created in his likeness and I feel since we are created in the likeness of God then when you treat someone badly its like you are also treating God badly. Do unto others like you would like to be done unto when you are new somewhere you expect to be treated in a way that makes you feel like part of the organization. No wonder that organization( name withheld) has high employee turn over.&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/137569511138247551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/137569511138247551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/137569511138247551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/137569511138247551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-have-this-daily-bible-that-updates-me.html' title='Do unto others...'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-2870684635294351054</id><published>2011-08-12T14:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T14:09:16.932+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Politics and social media"/><title type='text'>Of tribal groups and fan pages</title><content type='html'>Have you noticed lately how many pages about tribes are cropping and popping up on the social media? To be precise facebook largely because this is the most popular social networking site in Kenya. The list is endless from Maragolis on facebook, Bukusus online, Luhyias with swagger, How a luo would have said it. I think all these are a recipe for disaster in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;
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If remember a while back the revolution in Egypt began through the social media pages and I foresee the same happening to us if we are not careful. Come to think of it there are not laws of set guidelines on how to operate such forms of communication. I wonder if the Ministry of Information has any plans or ideas in the pipeline......&lt;br /&gt;
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Under the guise of group you will find posts of people hating on certain tribes. Elections are coming really soon and our so called leaders are not helping with their public utterances that in most cases insinuate hating another tribe. I just don&#39;t know what we can do to make people change their attitudes and start voting leaders from their qualities and not judging them because of their tribe, gender, level of education or income.&lt;br /&gt;
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I pray that there will come a time when you go to the ballot box you will not be voting for a leader because of public euphoria but because they have demonstrated that they have the capacity to lead a county with intergrity, maturity and peoples best interests at heart&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2870684635294351054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/2870684635294351054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/2870684635294351054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/2870684635294351054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/of-tribal-groups-and-fan-pages.html' title='Of tribal groups and fan pages'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-5409694595812516422</id><published>2011-08-12T11:35:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T21:48:08.124+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Politics"/><title type='text'>Rogue Mps</title><content type='html'>Our Mps never cease to amaze me. First they will not pay their taxes. These people operate on selective amnesia. they seem to forget that 2012 is just around the corner and they will come begging for votes. The thump their chests in public saying they will not pay taxes and even go ahead in trying to overturn the constitution.&lt;br /&gt;
Personally, I&#39;m even disappointed with the wanna be MPs of Kamukunji if i was a voter there i would really have a hard time finding who to vote for. These people seem to just want to be MPs for the money i don&#39;t see anyone there who would&amp;nbsp; be the ideal MPs besides they have less than a year to show us their work. They will embark again in the same process of campaigning.&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5409694595812516422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/5409694595812516422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/5409694595812516422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/5409694595812516422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/rogue-mps.html' title='Rogue Mps'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-7080137631340817532</id><published>2010-08-18T21:28:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T21:51:49.656+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><title type='text'>Changing times</title><content type='html'>Enough things block me from what I ought to be having. And all this is because of grambling and negative thoughts. The learning process of attitude change begins now. Learning to have absolute and unshakable faith in God Almighty and last but not least the Jonah needs to leave the ship for the storm to calm down. Wonderful feeling this is I must say.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7080137631340817532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/7080137631340817532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/7080137631340817532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/7080137631340817532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/changing-times.html' title='Changing times'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-7323334674739540347</id><published>2010-08-11T02:28:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T21:55:28.073+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><title type='text'>I need to be free</title><content type='html'>I feel suffocated, confined, in a dark hole. I am my own slave because of fear. But now i need to be free, free from the fear of whats ahead. Im drowning and cant breath. I simply need to get out, the only way out for me is myself. Im happy at this moment in time and its because im not in this supposed jail, but its only for a few days until im back again to the vicious circle. I hate it the whole experience and the feeling. But this too shall come to pass:)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7323334674739540347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/7323334674739540347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/7323334674739540347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/7323334674739540347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-need-to-be-free.html' title='I need to be free'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-4000834329218406538</id><published>2010-02-03T14:25:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T22:07:34.205+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Marriage"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Relationships"/><title type='text'>Helper</title><content type='html'>I remember when I was growing up, there used to be a game we played called &lt;i&gt;&#39;kati&lt;/i&gt;&#39;. This game involved having two people on either side trying to aim a ball at another person at the center as their target. The one at the center would try as much as possible to miss being hit by the ball. Now these were two opposing teams and each team shared a &#39;helper&#39;. I used to hate being a helper because in most cases the players would either forget you or disregard you. Most of the time a helper would be someone who is the youngest or deemed to be the most inexperience in the game. That was then, now as I read the Bible (Psalm 30:10, Psalm 118:7, Exodus 18:2,John 14:16) being a helper is being in a very honorary position. As a woman I realize that I was created to be a helper and I am honored to be one Genesis 2:20-22.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4000834329218406538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/4000834329218406538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/4000834329218406538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/4000834329218406538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/helper.html' title='Helper'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-3215120764339386360</id><published>2010-02-01T17:10:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T22:10:44.714+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Relationships"/><title type='text'>My take what&#39;s yours</title><content type='html'>The current anti homosexuality bill in Uganda made me reflect upon certain issues regarding the issue of homosexuality. Before I delve into my thoughts about the whole issue let me start by giving the current provisions given in the current bill:&lt;br /&gt;
• Gays and lesbians convicted of having gay sex would be sentenced, at minimum, to life in prison&lt;br /&gt;
• People who test positive for HIV may be executed&lt;br /&gt;
• Homosexuals who have sex with a minor, or engage in homosexual sex more than once, may also receive the death penalty&lt;br /&gt;
• The bill forbids the &quot;promotion of homosexuality,&quot; which in effect bans organizations working in HIV and AIDS prevention&lt;br /&gt;
• Anyone who knows of homosexual activity taking place but does not report it would risk up to three years in prison&lt;br /&gt;
This law applies to every Ugandan residing outside the country, if found they would be brought back home and convicted there. &lt;br /&gt;
There are two ways of addressing the issue of homosexuality in the society. In my opinion Christians have made some errors when it comes to approaching the issue. Yes I agree that homosexuality is wrong but when it comes to ministering to a pluralistic society and winning others to Christ I think the internal approach of quoting the Bible in most cases does not work. Quoting Bible verses is great especially when dealing with Christians; but is not the case when dealing with the secular public square.&lt;br /&gt;
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First one has to consider what our laws are on homosexuality, in Kenya it is wrong to take part in same sex relationships, what is taught in schools and what the current stands in social institutions are, like marriage what they say about these unions. Our overall goal as Christians is to win people to Christ, to be the salt and the light of the world. Our objective as Christians is to minimize the amount of unrighteousness that goes on in our cultures.&lt;br /&gt;
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When discussing sensitive issues such as homosexuality; one should not in as much pose a moral question about homosexuality or about what consenting adults having the liberty to do what they want in the privacy of their homes. The question that should be raised is one of public good. &lt;br /&gt;
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All in all homosexuality should not in itself affect your professional relationship with colleagues. You maybe Christian and hold very strong views about homosexuality expressing your personal views will definitely affect your working relationship. There are certain areas we would like to make our case about Jesus Christ and in so doing we must choose the right time and place to do so in order to be more sensitive to the person we are talking to. This will help to avoid a situation where our views are misunderstood or twisted.&lt;br /&gt;
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You must realize the best time and place to express your opinions when certain issues arise. What do you feel about homosexuality? I don’t feel uncomfortable about homosexuality simply because someone is a homosexual. People should be treated as individuals and not as per their sexual orientation.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is different from what do you think about homosexuality; because if I am asked about what I think I would say that homosexuals should be treated with respect, they should not be called names they should be accorded the same rights as other citizens.&lt;br /&gt;
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However homosexuality is unnatural and immoral. This is my personal conviction. I do not want to be labeled as opinionated, narrow minded and judgmental. In most cases Christians get pigeon holed as the judgmental but the truth is everybody is judgmental. This is certain if you believe in morality.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3215120764339386360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/3215120764339386360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/3215120764339386360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/3215120764339386360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-take-whats-yours.html' title='My take what&#39;s yours'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1617133900407799097.post-980236810805152890</id><published>2010-01-26T22:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:05:49.494+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel"/><title type='text'>Pearl of Africa</title><content type='html'>I have been in Uganda for the past two days and I am totally loving the experience. First and foremost the person who named this city the pearl of Africa was on point. The city is absolutely beautiful. It is spread over ten hills hence the reason in my opinion there is no airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to Ugandan foods, so far my favorite delicacies are two: &quot;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Gonja&lt;/span&gt;&quot; is a Ugandan term to describe deep fried bananas. These bananas are very delicious. Today I got a chance to taste &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;Gonja&lt;/span&gt; for the first time and I must say the experience was mouth watering. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;Hmmh....&lt;/span&gt; my love for fries has been replaced for a while until further notice for now i cant wait until my next tea break. Ground nut sauce is another delicacy that I have come to enjoy. Interesting how in Kenya we only use beef stew, chicken stew and any other stews associated with with animals.  But here I have had the chance to taste the sweet ground nut sauce that is accompanied with bananas, ugali or rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people very friendly, they speak &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;Luganda&lt;/span&gt; and English. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;Petite it&lt;/span&gt; size women are few and far between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotels well my first experience with Uganda was a guest house that I now cannot remember the name but the service was good unfortunately at the time a few years back they had just like in Kenya the power rationing so in terms of entertainment I did not get much out of it. But my second and third visits have been well, something to remember. I have loved both hotels: &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;Speke&lt;/span&gt; Resort- &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot;&gt;Munyonyo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_8&quot;&gt;Mosa&lt;/span&gt; Court on the up town part Kampala. These are hotels i would recommend to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Still here for a few more days and I am sure there is more to explore for now I continue to love my &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_9&quot;&gt;surroundings&lt;/span&gt;.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/980236810805152890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1617133900407799097/980236810805152890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/980236810805152890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1617133900407799097/posts/default/980236810805152890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wazzythoughts.blogspot.com/2010/01/pearl-of-africa.html' title='Pearl of Africa'/><author><name>Wazzy Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02876161245442466650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>