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@TweetsByAmaka She even used a heart-shaped baking pan 😄. Same thing I told my neice when she said she would add a lot of sugar,chocolate, and flour so that she would have a big cake

I knew this would happen 🤣, so I carefully explained every step to her so I wouldn’t be blamed later. You’ve never baked in your life, and you thought the best thing to do was double the recipe? Even professionals don’t try that. When trying a recipe for the first time, stick to the original. Once you’ve gotten it right, you can tweak it based on your experience. From the picture she sent, the cake looked a bit moist, so I generously gave her 1/100 😉. Even she confessed that it was too sweet and tasted off. This is a lesson for those who think baking is easy and for those always asking us why this “small cake” is expensive. You see this year? I get una time. You will learn. 😌 Next time, respect the bakers and their craft. We make it look easy, but trust me, it isn’t.

Baking is easy. Baking is easy. Is it not just flour, butter, and sugar? Nothing dey there. Now you’re done, but instead of giving us cake, you gave us something for the gods, even the gods have rejected your sacrifice 🤣. A friend called me out of nowhere, asking for cake recipes because she was craving my cakes, and since she's in another state, she decided to bake my recipe herself. I advised her to find a good baker nearby or visit a pastry shop. Aunty said no and insisted I send her my recipes, which I gladly did.

@Sisi_Yemmie This must be new as I renewed in October, and this was not a requirement

@obikoyaemmanue1 The one that birthed this was called Nico (not sure of the spelling)

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This story gave me goosebumps! ❤️ “Yesterday my daughter Grace was packing up to head back to her home after spending Christmas with me and she looked into my bedroom and said, “Do you do that everyday?” I replied, “Do what everyday?” She said, “Make your bed and put all those pillows on there?” I said, “Yes I do.” “Why, she responded, you are the only one who see’s your bed?” “Oh dear I make my bed every morning because it’s a gift that I get to open at the end of everyday. A gift that not everyone has. So while I’m wrapping my bed in the morning and I’m unwrapping it at night I’m reminded of what a great blessing my bed really is in my life.” When we stop viewing what we have as little, insignificant or not enough, then we get to see what we do have as gifts we get to enjoy, great blessings in our lives and provision for our needs. I’m thankful for my bed ♥️”

Hospitals in Nigeria can NOT reject gunshot victims simply because of a police report. It's wrong! We have a law against it! Aside from it not making any sense, why would you go to a police station after being injured rather than to the hospital? There's also a “Compulsory Treatment and Care of Victims of Gunshots Act, 2017” This makes it compulsory for every hospital whether (private or public) to treat a victim of gunshot or stab wounds irrespective of whether the person has a police report or not How do we make sure that this is implemented properly PLEASE RT SO OTHERS KNOW!

@lollypeezle Nice. Glad you enjoyed yourself. But, you see, all the lions in Nigerian zoos are vegetarian.

Few days to my birthday, my wife standing behind me while i play FIFA whispered something that made me jump up for joy. “Where would you love to go between Santorini and Maldives for your birthday, I want to sponsor a trip”💃 Out of joy, I shouted “Olumo Rock in Abeokuta please 🙏” She immediately frowned because she was not expecting me to mention that kind of expensive place. She will gladly afford Maldives or Santorini but I went up the ladder choosing a more expensive place for birthday getaway, Olumo Rock. She didn’t know i was only particular about chopping her money, that’s why i picked the expensive Olumo. Days rolled by and we set out on Saturday. The 1 hour 30 minutes drive was very smooth. We gisted, sang gbedu and listened to Ayefele while we rolled. Aye dun je. Entering Abeokuta, i fell in love immediately. The ambience. The serenity. The breeze that you can’t experience in Santorini. No traffic at any point. O dun mo mi. We drove straight to Olumo Rock and quickly paid our gate fee to enter. Parked and ready to run up the rock like Arnold Schwarzenegger. Someone beckoned on us “is this your first time or you have been here before?” “First time” The man wearing waist coat with “Tour guide” started welcoming us with sweet words and boom, we became his client. I could sight the green board stating that we are not meant to pay tour guides. Oya let’s go there. He started giving us the history of the rock, how Abeokuta got the name and everything. I actually know all the stories, nothing was added but it was fun listening all the same. He took us to the burial spot of the first tour guide. He took us to the spot where the people who first stayed under the rock during the Dahomey war hid and how the rock was their safe spot. Only one is standing out of the 5 mud rooms they built there during the war. Incase of World war 3, that’s my spot please. Don’t trespass. He took us to meet the present Iya Olumo where we met her assistant. She prayed for us and we did little charity there. It was beautiful listening to traditionalists prayers. It’s always deep. We proceeded towards climbing the mountain when our tour guide made a statement “Everything we do here, people are always showing love to support us, sometimes 10k, sometimes 20k…”, eti mi sare dide. Ehwey 🙆‍♀️ We sha went to visit the Baobab tree and the Iroko tree of 200 years before heading to the very top. I saw the whole Abeokuta and it was beautiful. The brown roofs were soothing to my sight. We saw a lot and sang the Abeokuta anthem before our bros demanded his payment. We paid and headed towards the elevator to take us down only to see a messed up elevator. I wonder the year the elevator last worked. Terrible sight to behold. With the influx of people per day, why is there a lack of maintenance culture? We headed towards their cafeteria, ordered meals and left for our hotel room. We lodged in Celia Suites that i rank 8/10 except their complimentary breakfast of Spaghetti that tasted like nonsense, woke up the next morning and headed to Olusegun Obasanjo Presidential Library. First thing first, we headed to the Amphitheater that looks abandoned, then we moved to the Zoo. At the Zoo entrance after payment, we got that same line “Is this your first time or you have been here before” I didn’t even let them land before i replied “this is my second home, i always come here”. We entered and met rabbits first. We kept moving seeing Porcupines, Civet, Geese, Goats, Monkeys and those guys that wanted to kill Simba in Lion King, Hyenas. We saw the Pythons and Crocodiles. I was okay until I saw their Lion. Haaaaaa, ara mi bu mo aso. If i shout at that Lion, he will die. That’s the most unhealthy, unfed animal i have seen in a long time. The ribs were showing than the flesh. If that Lion should roar once, orun lala. I feel they must have been feeding him grasses. Iya nje Lion yen gan. I nearly entered the cage so the Lion can atleast eat fresh meat. 🤡

@lollypeezle Gongo a so

This is the first time I'm looking forward to my birthday. The way i have been receiving treats, gifts and messages with the birthday still days away is so beautiful. I am not the type who likes celebrating birthdays but you see this one, aiye a gbo, orun a mo.

@lollypeezle My dad wasn't gentle. But honesty and integrity are his creed too.He was a commissioner in Osun State during the military era,& the MILAD told him that he had never seen anyone like him.He was the only commissioner who returned unspent allocation. Oruko rere san ju wura for him.

My papa? He is gentle to a fault. Honesty and integrity are his creed. The only Carpenter who will do material estimation for the roofing of your house and when he finds out things are cheaper in the market, he will return your change to you. Ejor, e file fun Baba Jeje. 🙌

@Temmy_omoileri May the Lord comfort you and help you take care of those beautiful children

I was summoned suddenly to the hospital after almost three years of separation. He was on the sick bed, seeing each other again, reminded me of the many dreams I've had about him and how i was the one telling him I don't have anything against him again. I did the same, he was calm, he responded positively to everything I said to him, I apologized for the wrongs I did, which was to call the cops, I told him the devil did us great evil and we can start all over again. I asked if I should go home and make food for him, he said yes, oh, what a joy! I miss cooking for him, 😢 I told him, our kids are fine and standing by him on the bedside was my 13yrs old, and I said, I never fought you back, I've been waiting and hoping that all this war will end oneday. The SW said he was okay that I came, There's a me that's feeling hopeful that he's going to come back home and all shall be well again. Only for me to be called again late night that he died. I was confused, I ran to the hospital confused, my sight became blurry, and I couldn't imagine me seeing him dead. I was hoping we would talk about everything and how much I had learned and suffered alone with the kids. I was hoping I would get the opportunity to tell him, he hurt me so much and made me suffer like a criminal that I wasn't. My head went blank. I had bladder loose. I couldn't comprehend anything. I was numb. I was summoned to pick up his body. Where do I go from here, koyemi. I was handed over all his house keys, car keys, credit cards, everything!!! Still in shock, I visited his home to move his stuff back home, and my heart kept breaking as many things were being revealed at that time. He has different types of concoctions sent to him from nigeria by his families that he's been taking, which led to his kidney damage. I realized I'm the one who often scrutinized his intakes. 12 years of marriage, he never visited the hospital or had any course to be admitted. I began to hear many things. I have questions I couldn't answer. It feels like the enemy planned it all out. During his burial, I saw his eyelids moved, oh, I was going to say, "Prince, oya get up, let's go home." I realized that despite all that happened, at the end of it all, he was my responsibility to care for after he died. I said to myself, where are all the people who encouraged him to wage war against his only family? They are nowhere to be found. We are by ourselves now! Me, him, and his kids. This is family! Never allow anyone in your marriage. When it's all done and clear, it's gonna be you and him and your kids. There's no one else again who's as important as your wife/husband. Only my signature was accepted, I was told you're his next of kin, and he didn't change anything despite his rage. My heart kept aching. Nobody else matters at this moment, but his family. Please don't let love and forgiveness diminish from your home, no matter how bad the situation looks. We only know the beginning of war, but we never know the end of it. I thank God I was able to speak to him, I told him, I never fought you, despite all that you did to me. He was quiet, I told him, "I do call you, but you don't answer my call. But, it's fine, let's forget all that happens and move on. But he chose to go REST from it all. Adieu Adewale

@Sisi_Yemmie Frame 2

Please help me choose a cover for my Domestic Staff Management Book. T for Tenks!

@Sisi_Yemmie This one.

Greatness is Nigerian. Thank you so much for the opportunity to serve.

Infinite drawing by Jesse Martin

@bukola23 Ibukun is blessing

What do you call blessings in yoruba

@Sisi_Yemmie So sad. They have been on my mind since the end of last year. I don't know why.

Was there ever justice for the #Aluu4 ?

@bukola23 And the child should be taken from them because I can hear a silly chuckle in the background, female, probably the mother,who obviously did the recording

Goodness i have a headache this guy should be flung in jail for harming this child!!!!

@jimidisu No, the fair was just changed last week, so I guess they have not printed new tickets to reflect the change in price. It was announced on their site and pasted all around the train station too. I saw it on my way out of Ibadan 2 weeks ago

" The receipt for Ibadan to Lagos for the 4 pm journey was issued at 2.15pm yesterday in Ibadan. Why are they resolutely opposed to electronic payment and booking? Why are they issuing a receipt for five thousand for a payment of 6,500 Naira? We can't go on like this!!!!!!!?

@Martinsu007 @jimidisu No, the fair was just changed last week, so I guess they have not printed new tickets to reflect the change in price. It was announced on their site and pasted all around the train station too

@jimidisu 1500 is the hidden charges to a private individual.

@bukola23 And He did and did again today 😁

God please send a rainstorm this heat is too much!!!

@ayanabijoux They are called 'omo onile.' I dont think any Iya loja or baba loja is involved. They have chief tout that they report to

These people that accost trucks, buses etc with building materials/furniture and demand to collect some form of compensation are what??!!! Who do they answer to ?