Tuesday, October 12, 2010

I Know I Don't Post Much Nowadays...

... but please fogive me.

or better yet, why don't you comment and ask me what you'd like to know.

could be fun right?


you...

asking me...

stuff...

me....

answering them...

you know...

fun!

okay... maybe am tryna fill up space so it doesn't really look so so short.

but am easy.. except for the fact that im still gettin 'em hot flashes here and there. and then again

my nipples are still sensitive (what am i writing????) but its true. so i find myself wanting to scratch.. then i don't do so because i donno who's looking (been there?) its soo frustrating.

do you know that in ten days it will be the 6th month since i had my surgery n took em hormones

but something i dont like.. is that the bubs are still so so far. i know, i know, the period has been put as a minimum of two years. am nice like that, informing u n stuff.

but seriously, si u ask me anything? or better yet, chambua this blog!



*XOXO*

8 comments:

Amy K. said...

Okay, you've probably written about it, but if so, I've missed it... *puts on Sigmund Freud mask* "Tell me about your childhood." Well, seriously, did you mess about with girly stuff when you were younger, and did your parents find out? If so, what was all that like?

I have one bonus question. Define chambua. ;)

Lindsay said...

Hey Amy,

Yea, I did have a very girl-ish child hood. Played with my cousins' dolls all the time, played girl games with the girls in the neighborhood, rarely with the boys! Played stuff like "house" (we call it 'kalongo') and was usually the "mom" or "maid". Used to wear my mom's clothes all the time... and my cousins' clothes too... used to flirt with boys even back then in primary school. My mom did find me one time, I was wearing her lipstick and her bra! Hope that answers your question.

Chambua is swahili for criticize. :)

Sinia Safi said...

@ Lindsay... i don't have a specific question but i would that you just write more especially on what happening is happening, what you thinking and feeling. Some diary of sort and then maybe we could journey together.

Lindsay said...

Thanks a lot. The truth is, my life is now that of your average Nairobi girl. Nothing much. And that's why am whining and saying pole sana.

Monica Roberts said...

I concur with Sinia.

Those of us living in North America often don't get to hear or read about the transition journeys of continental Africans.

So it would be cool if you did so and wrote about whatever crossed your mind that you feel comfortable talking about.

Amy K. said...

Okay, you left out one detail. Your mom did catch you one time... but what did she do then???

Oh, and I concur with Monica and Sinia. There are many people who just blog about their day to day lives (myself included at times, though I like writing about one topic at a time, usually). Many people in North America, the UK, etc... just don't know what life is like in Kenya at all. You could talk about things at home, school, work, whatever. I promise to read it. :)

Lindsay said...

Amy & Monica,

Thanks. As I said in my other post here >> http://kenyantg.blogspot.com/2010/10/boy-oh-girl.html

I am stuck on exactly what to say without necesarily revealing who I am. Its harder that way. But anyway, I concur that I could write about day to day stuff.

Amy, my mom just scolded me. :)

Monica Roberts said...

Yeah, that is an interesting conundrum that I've been dealing with for the 4.5 years I've been blogging.

How much of your personal life do you expose to the world and how much of it do you keep private?

It can be done, and you can do so in a way that is informative to your readers and helps you maintain the security of your existence as well.

It's just figuring out that balance that's tough.

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