Over the weekend I was doing some thinking and ask someone who does e-book stories on amazon. As I was wondering weather take a leap of faith to get my stories out there or not; you guys are probably thinking that I should go for it because I do great work on my blogging and everything, I don’t know I’m just putting words into your mouths here.
Then I’m being stupid because I look at my stats each day, record them and check them every so often throughout the day. I know they are good I just don’t know what I’m worrying about really; I just think I’m just worried that it won’t work or it won’t take off or anything, I don’t know I’m being stupid aren’t I?
What do you reckon? Should I go for it or not? Really need some advice right now guys as I don’t know wether take a leap of faith or not risk it. Please let me know what you reckon on me writing stories for ebooks and selling them. If you think it’s worth a try and say I should go ahead to do it. Then let me know and I’ll consider it for the new year.
As this is the last Monday before Christmas Day. I thought I’ll do my over all Christmas Advent now before I forget but also to tie in with todays Hustle and Bustle Advice of Blogging as well. Well you get both at different times today as the Christmas Advent has taken over its normal schedule today or has been for the last couple of weeks as you may have noticed.
The question is would I do this again next year in 2018. I am not too sure if I want to do it next year or not it’s just because I’ve become a bit confident in doing it this year than last year as I knew what I was doing this year. I’m not sure if I am going to be that confident of doing it again next year.
It’s another whole year to think about to be honest with you. I haven’t even set any goals yet for the new for lizzysweeklyblogs for the year. So I don’t even know what to bring out yet might tend to get cracking during my holidays or as soon as I’ve writing the last 7 days of Christmas Advent Calendar and then start thinking what’s next for lizzysweeklyblogs.
Here’s a short story that should serve as a lesson for all men, NEVER LIE TO A WOMAN, she will find a way to see right through your lies and catch you red handed. This man learned it the hard way.
A man phones his wife and asks her: “Honey I’ve been asked to go fishing in China with my boss for a week. This is a good opportunity for me to get the promotion. So could you please pack enough clothes for a week, set out my rod & fishing box. We’re leaving from office & I’ll swing by the house to pick my things. Oh, Please pack my new blue silk pyjamas!”
The wife noticed that there’s something fishy in her husband’s story but since she was a good wife she listened to her husband and did exactly as he told her. After a week the husband returned home, looking a bit tired but happy to have done a good job. The wife immediately started asking about the weekend, how it was, if he’d caught any fish and so on.
The husband said: “Yes, Lots of Salmon, Blue gill & a few Swordfish. But why didn’t you pack my blue silk pyjamas?”
To which the wife responded: “I did…..They’re in your fishing box”.
By a Nigerian Friend
It’s that time of year where for me it’s a lot harder to switch my mind off; my sleep patterns get worse, I go down with something and everything else just gets on my nerves. The fact is that I never actually realised how much my body was craving the sleep until one Friday afternoon I got home from work I just slept for hours. Until about 20:45pm (8:45pm) had my dinner with the whole house empty for awhile and then got back into bed after letting my sister in 45 minutes later.
I then slept practically all day on the Saturday waking up now and then. Having a bit of a crisis’s let’s say late 20’s Crisis shall we; as you do when your not well or anything else, the fact is I’m just rambling of course because I’m so tired could sleep right now.
Guess what? Yeah your right I can’t I’m so anxious right now that I can’t do anything. You know when you want one of your closest friends with you just to keep you safe? Yeah that’s me I want to be the one kept safe I want that feeling. Just miss them too much right now. This cold doesn’t help in the slightest.
Sorry this Christmas Blog is a bit of a ramble as I actually don’t know what I’m talking about. As you know me I plan them carefully but this was a last minute thing last night (Saturday 16th December 2017) blog thing. As I’ve forgot or well slept the day away shall we say haha.
A Nigerian youngster who was visiting the United Kingdom for the first time was taken to the London zoo for sightseeing. On getting to the section where monkeys are kept, he was amazed to see other tourists giving out plenty of money to the monkeys that were hopping around doing acrobatics. The more the acrobatics, the more the tourists enjoyed the show and the more the money (hard currency) the monkeys got.
This young man suddenly had an idea and when he got back to Nigeria, he started learning all kinds of acrobatics. He visited his medicine man and asked for a portion that will transform him into a monkey.
During his next visit to London, he went into the zoo and took the portion and was transformed into a monkey. He joined the other monkeys and started his own type of modern, systematic and attractive acrobatics. He soon caught the attention of all the tourists who wasted no time in showering him with plenty of pounds sterling. He was now making more money than the real monkeys.
The king of the monkeys didn’t like this and challenged the new monkey to an acrobatic duel. The contest was tough and very keen but the new monkey won. The king monkey had to go on exile in shame but before he left he set a trap for the intruding monkey who now became the new king.
The next day, monkey business started as usual, with money coming in from the tourists. There was this particular tourist who really enjoyed the show that he threw a lot of money into the cage. The new king pocketed his money but to his amazement all the other monkeys threw their earnings into the adjacent cage. The new king could not comprehend this and would not allow all that money to go away like that; so he jumped into the adjacent cage to pick up the money. It was only when he got there that he realized it was a lion’s cage.
The lion looked at him, looked at the money and roared and started toward the monkey who was now sweating, shaking and foaming in the mouth.
Half way, the lion suddenly stopped, looked at the monkey again and said: “Oh boy, if no bi say we all na Naija, I for show you.”
By a Nigerian Friend
After all week trying to figure out what to write for this blog tonight; it occurred to me how much my emotions have been all over the place because of being ill with the flu, didn’t even realise or remember how much having a cold effected me that badly before until now.
The fact that I’ve had been waking up at stupid o’clock not thinking that I’m going down with anything to begin with; yet feeling hungry in the middle of the night, can’t sleep and etc. No one likes being ill at the end of the day but I find it a lot harder to express my feelings more when I’m not well because I could never express them in the first place. Long story for the reason why; let’s just say no one knows if I’m okay or not, because I keep to myself and don’t say anything until I end up in tears.
That’s when people notice something isn’t right to be honest; I don’t even notice when I’ve got a cold or anything because when I can’t hear that’s when my parents and my sister notice apparently I mumble and talk quietly. I never know that I do that until they point it out.
I generally don’t know when I’m going down with something until one day out of the blue like I had the other day; didn’t even see the signs of going down with something until I got it, and felt dreadful with my body that ached and etc.
Going to rest up as much as I can good night peeps.
There were three men living together in London. An Afro-American, a West Indian and a Nigerian. They were all starving because they didn’t have money to buy food. However upon coming close to a posh London restaurant in this classy neighbourhood, they decided to come up with a plan.
The Afro-American went in first. After being seated, he ordered a three course meal with white wine. When he had finished the meal, the waiter came by with the bill. “LISTEN MY MAN, I ALREADY PAID YOU!” – the Afro-American shouted! The waiter was very confused because he could not remember being paid. But because he did not want to cause any trouble, he let the brother leave.
Five minutes later, the West Indian walked into the same restaurant and ordered a five course meal with red wine. When he was finished eating, the waiter came by to collect the money for the food. “HEY, HEY, LOOK AT ME CROSSES. BUT AH PAID YOU ALREADY!” – the West Indian shouted. This time the manager came and had to calm down the West Indian, because he did not want anything to upset the other customers. He let the guy go.
Ten minutes later, the Nigerian walked in. And you know how we are. He sat down. Lit up a cigarette, and ordered the most expensive meal on the menu, plus two bottles of Beer. After he had finished, the waiter came to collect the money for the meal, But before the Nigerian could say anything, the waiter spoke to him.”Sir, I have been having all sorts of problems all day and I can’t understand it. Two other people like you came in earlier and ate, and they say that they paid me but I don’t remember getting any money from them so, ” Before he could finish, the Nigerian interrupted, rather emphatically, “OGA I SORRY FOR YOU OOOO. BUT DAT NA YOUR PROBLEM. I JUST WANT YOU TO GIVE ME MY CHANGE!!”
By A Nigerian Friend
Before I start today’s blog I may of said that I had two weeks left of working. Actually i realised that I’ve done the blog a week in advance it’s only a week until I finish work for two weeks holiday. I do apologise as I forgot what day I’m on when I’m doing things in advance. Haha. Let’s get on with this blog of the day.
Echo screams through the shell of the Grenfell Tower lay standing still lifeless and empty. At this time of year I don’t know where to begin. I guess I should start by saying this that I refuse to forget you; I refuse to be silenced, I refuses to neglect you, all the souls that are left trapped up in the Grenfell thinking that they are still in the fire. Even though I’ve never met you. It could of been my mum’s house or it could of been my nephew; now to think of it, it could of been me up there waving my white plain tee up there with all of my friends in the ground trying to see up there. I just hope that you have now rested in peace and your now free. I can’t imagine your pain but it’s still what it is. I went to the block just to chill with the kids and I could feel the chill go up my spine made me shudder. The troubled waters are now coming fast like it’s running past us; it’s okay I’m going to be right there just to build you a bridge.
When you’re weary and small you will find tears in your eyes. I promise you I will dry them all once again because I’m on your side whenever the times get tough and when true friends can’t be found. I will be your bridge once again over your troubled waters I will lay myself down next to you once more to insure that you are safe and not alone. So much pain in my heart seeing my community moved me to the point that they choose to gleam as we face the dark.
As the evening falls so hard whilst your down and out on the street I will comfort you; yes I will, I’ll take your part when the darkness comes over you and all you feel is pain all around you. Like a bridge over troubled waters I will lay I will lay myself down next to you just that your not on your own.
Call me the storyman for one I am the one with all the stories. You might think your fully awake; however we all know that your just about to drop off to sleep one way or another, unless your one of those people who are so tired that you actually can’t sleep until realised that you have just fallen asleep with your eyes open. Now have you heard the day one ordinary girl met one unexpected person that she wouldn’t expected ever. No! Snuggle up and let me tell you the story how she met her true prince.
It was never going to be an ordinary day for me well at least I don’t think so but I like to keep to myself as the best I can. Until one day in the summer I get a message from this Prince of England that everyone in the country and the world fancied. Me I couldn’t care less but secretly I liked him too but not overly obsessed with the whole idea. The fact that he found me just on his own accord and what not on instagram whatever social media I had at the time.
Yet we hit it off really well took him a few attempts to convince me that I’m making the right decision of saying ‘yes’ to going out with him but in the end I agreed. We continued to talk everyday without fail. However we somehow managed to loose each other thinking that we were talking to each other but people were imposing us. Then managed to reconnect one way or another after finding out that we had been talking to fraudsters.
As I was walking down my road not really thinking about anything; I just finished my morning work run shift the road and the path was still icy because the sun hasn’t come round the front to melt it. I missed my footing and started to slip as I started to fall someone had managed to grab hold of me before I fell to the ground hard. I wasn’t really expecting anyone to have been following me home or walking down the same road as me.
I looked round to see who it was who had kindly stopping me from falling any further. There stood 6ft2 man, bulking muscles, ginger hair and the most cheekiest smile you can ever ask for. ‘Caspain’ I answered like my chest had been squeezed all of the air out of me. I knew I had my massive grin on my face because I had immediately wrapped my arms around him and kissed him. I had never ever felt so happy in my life that he had finally came to rescue me from my ivory tower.
What makes me the happiest is that no matter how difficult it is for me to blog when I’m really down and low I still find away around to get a blog up everyday or so. Especially since completing 30 Days Challenge for Autumn to which has given me a week or so off before Christmas Log Blog Advent Calendar; I was able to write something nearly everyday, and all of the sudden I felt like I had slipped into another one of those low moments.
However just in time for me do this challenge for Christmas on which sort of pulled me out of it quite quickly because it’s only 25 Days Challenge; to which for me is like only five days shorter than the previous one, however I have good friends to help me out if I start slipping into the mental health state and also this whole week has actually nearly finished planned because I had a bit more time on my hands to do them.
I’m currently on a role last weekend to get monjority of this weeks blogs done plus my normal routing of blogs that I haven’t even done on time for a very long time. It was like a hit and miss sort of days as you guys may know with my blogging ways of I’m trying to get them up when I can. Also you guys been giving me so much support of coming back reading more of my blogs; along side my old blogs you seem to have found as well, I looked at my stats the other day one day I had like 32 views in one day and the other day I had people from other countries that I have never really heard off before.
I’m like that’s amazing because it’s going far and wide all over the globe obviously I’m doing something right. Not even sure if I’m starting to ramble or not now guys; do let me know if I am or not because you guys know me when I start to run out of things to say I’m pretty much ramble or I’m just that tired I ramble because of my stupid body doing that whole waking up at a stupid o’clock thing.
I think I’ve got about a week and a half left to go with work then no more school runs for two weeks. Depending when the schools go back but I hope that no schools that I go to go back on my birthday because I’ve never worked or gone to school on my birthday. I do hope that I can keep that winning streak going for another year. Not even sure what I’ve got planned for it or two of my close friends got something up their sleeves because I have been told that one of them has got something up their sleeves little toe rag haha. I’m not getting my hopes up on that front I never really do until the day.