Pros and Pros of WhatsApp

I just recently lost my WhatsAppginity. Ha. Yes, I said it, Bite me.

DK has however, threatened to secretly delete my account because, his words, it has turned me into a social snob. I know, I don't believe him either.

Did I write Pros? Because I have another Con. My friends are also not so cooperative. I
whatsapped Anne, yesterday and the message was immediately double ticked, but she did not reply for six minutes. I had two people on my list by then so yes, I sat there and waited. For SIX MINUTES. But that's all sorted out now because I took seven to write back after her reply. Fair game.

Then we have the mean category of friends. Bonny was making fun of me this morning, but he ended up making fun of himself. This is how it all started:

(see: fair game)

I must have done something outstandingly good, that's why Good Karma is working for me.

Also note the spelling of "Participle" in his last sentence. I laughed till I died. I'm writing this post from beyond my grave. Seriously.

So anyway, after my friends stopped making fun of me and of themselves, one of them concentrated long enough to send me the message below.

Being in your twenties...

It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start
realizing that there are many things about yourself that
you didn't know and may not like.You start feeling
insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two,
but then get scared because you barely know where you
are now.

You start realizing that people are selfish and that,
maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close
to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met,
and the people you have lost touch with are some of the
most important ones. What you don't recognize is that
they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty,
mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.

You look at your job... and it is not even close to what
you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are
looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have
to start at the bottom and that scares you. Your opinions
have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and
find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly
you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life
and are constantly adding things to your list of what is
acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure
and then the next, secure.

You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You
feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is
the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear
life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and
further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where
you are or move forward.

You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you
loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and
wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that
you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love
someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out
why you're doing this because you know that you aren't a
bad person. You want to settle down for good because
now all of a sudden that becomes top priority. Getting
wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic.You
begin to think a companion for life is better than a
hundred in the shack and for once you would not mind
standing tall for that special someone which otherwise
you had never thought of until now.

You go through the same emotions and questions over
and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics
because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry
about loans, money, the future and making a life for
yourself... and while winning the race would be great,
right now you'd just like to be a contender!

What you may not realize is that every one reading this
relates to it.We are in our best of times and our worst of
times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing
out.

If you're in your twenties, am sending you a thousand hugs on WhatsApp. And While at it, I could do with some love too. And Bonny will told you not to barticibate in digging me from my grave ;)

Your Secret Pal From Mombasa Says Hi

...not that the above has anything to do with this entry. But she does, and she asked me to give you a shout out. And I am in a complaint and happy kind of mood.

Saturday was our last day at the beach and we went home that afternoon. I am trying not to think about it, because: beach is good! Home is bad. Home involves bills and a hanging socket that I haven't fixed yet and there's that tap that's been running for a week, and on top of everything else, YOU GUYS, I have done NOTHING but eat and drink for DAYS, and now I have to go back to work, and my jeans no longer fit my body.

What the hell? SERIOUSLY, PEOPLE.

We had such a good time, though, and I was excited about seeing my cat, Smokey. Smokey was...well, really, really, seriously pissed at me when we came back. I left him with a neighbor for almost two weeks. That is like four years in cats’ time. And Smokey White, is not forgiving.

So, you know how some parents love to show pictures of their kids, whether you ask to see them or not? Well, I've been like that with the pictures we took at the Coast and without further ado, here are my ‘children’

We ate everything sea food on the menu :)

                             

And DK ate everything edible the beach boys offered

 

The weather being awfully amazing, we spent most of the time in the water, 

The pool:

The Ocean:

 

Walking on the beach, oh, the beach! this was definitely the best part of the holiday:

My cousin Risper, (you can read more about her here) got a job at Diani Beach Hospital a week before our travel and she joined us a day after we had arrived.

She is truly, from the bottom of her heart gracious and we wish her the best of all as she takes this new leap of faith:

When we were not eating or playing pool (and we really did play pool, and DK allowed me to win I beat DK so many times) we poured our hearts out to the ocean:

This shark/whale/dolphin came out so perfect, we just sat and stared at it for the rest of the afternoon :)

 

And you definitely have not gone to Mombasa if you've not been,

To the Ferry:

 
Fort Jesus:

  Haller Park:

We were actually, incredibly lucky to find the crocodiles feeding and this picture is simply priceless:

The Oryx and baboons:

The Zebras:

Then we met this tortoise, fondly known as Mzee Kobe, who is 100 YEARS OLD!! Beat that people!

I even caught DK on tape looking at 'uchi wa mnyama'

And after promising that I wouldn't post that picture on the internet, we had a chance to have a walk in the park':

We also visited my generous, generous cousin in Ukunda who gave us these beautiful Tees that spell SOUL MATE! How cool is she!!

Then on Valentines' Day, my Bee Eff Eff, Messy flew down with her hubby so we got to spend so much quality time at the beach together:

 

We had fuuun!!!

Sammy, Messy's hubby took this picture of us with the moon in the middle of our love sign, and we will love it for the rest of our lives:

 

Happy February People! I hope you enjoyed watching my children grow ;)

:P