I love love

Love don’t cost a thing

The training had been on for two weeks already and we were approaching the end of it but then it was valentine’s week and it is fitting to have a wedding happen around that time.

Instead of the training to hold after the rehearsals that Saturday, we had to assume our usual singing role at this wedding of a beautiful couple.

I gathered that the groom is a fashion designer; and well, he had to be because his outfit was different, not cliché at all and his wife had a royal look. I loved them, they came across as friends getting married; they looked beautiful together.

Talking about friends, it’s funny how you just find yourself in the midst of beautiful souls and not know until something makes you all bubble without inhibitions.

My famous alto friend took it upon herself to ask a question about how our valentine’s day went. I thought it interesting, as I became interested in the answers these beautiful souls had to give.

We were about six joyous women and a few others popping in and out of our gist circle every now and then… Oh! how I will miss these women..

As for me, it was sleep o; I started, my husband even came home tired sef so nothing really. It was as if I spoke the minds of two other women: the new alto lady that can take picture for the whole world as selfie, she is my friend too and one soprano madam that can sometimes sound like the popular chioma Jesus. This Chioma Jesus woman even added that she was on the mountain that very day.

I know that when you are on the said mountain, if you are not praying or reading the bible, you must be sleeping. When asked why mountain, she replied that it had been preplanned so no show.

That is how Mrs. Ginger brought her spice o,

she told us about how her husband had sent her a long heart touching text and told her not to cook that night. She was so happy and expectant that she drank all through the day making sure not to eat, to free space for the night treat. Her husband did not disappoint at all; she told us about the nice looking cake, pizza and wine that came in for her.. am I even accurate with this sef I think I have forgotten some things o.. bottomline is that her husband showed her love and she loved it.

The question now came back: so Mrs Ginger, how did you now show your own love, any show? Guess what, NO SHOW O! She happened to be on her period. That is how we all echoed HA! This life sha, Mrs ginger scammed her husband.

My babies had to make me miss some part of the gist. I was so reluctant to take one of them to do the number 2.

By the time I got back, the pastor in charge was getting the couple ready to have their official first kiss. Previous ones before that day were unofficial and they can even argue that they have not kissed before well that is for them to deal with.

The YOU MAY KISS THE BRIDE moment is my best in any church wedding I attend in this life, and I could tell that I was not alone on that day as I and the other ladies from the gist corner, became excited and took positions like we were to judge. All our eyes were on them...

 

Well from my point of view ‘islike’ the groom had prepared for the kiss since the day he met his wife but the wife appeared too shy to match up to the designer’s zeal.. we all eventually gave it to the ‘husbandman’ he won the kissing contest.

That is how Madame More said something about how being a virgin can be so hard to deal with on wedding nights, she was just pitying the shy bride because she could be a virgin. She engaged my famous alto friend on her own experience but baby came back again for a drink and I missed that part too.

Back to the valentine’s gist Mama H.O.D gave her own o; she told us how that she worked late and couldn’t do anything because of tiredness: barely had we finished saying awwww when she dropped it like a bomb that she made up for it that morning. Early morning exercises are the best, if you like hit the gym tomorrow, na you know…

I bless God for the Choir corner because the liberty to laugh out loud that day was bliss.

Oh how sweet, oh how pleasant to make up for joyful things early in the mornings; the day is automatically blessed. Amen?

That is how my alto friend gave us the morning after effect of her valentine’s day; hers was bed breaking, who knows if she took the morning after pills as well..

the furniture man had to be called in o, no jokes. For her, she can just get her groove on without her husband getting involved except for his joystick doing amazing things in her life with so much spice…if you like visit the video games store for your own joystick, na you sabi.

So much that made me giggle on that day and more...

My conclusion is that we all are unique and so is everything about us. We should give love and receive love the best way we can to our spouses and be unashamed.

The good book says “they were naked and unashamed”

I just love love