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You came to my blog looking for an article today, didn’t ya? Well I have NOTHING. I’m just ready for the weekend, dang it. Wake me when it’s 4:30 so I can go home to my screamin’ kids.

Jewelry by Auntie Rose Marie, Mother of Nana Darkoa, Owner of MAKSI Clothing, Accra Ghana I’m always pretty pissed off when Westerners put Africans in one big box labeled “African”. The notion that we are a ubiquitous people with a homogenous culture and language (i.e. we all speak African) is as accurate as calling a […]

And it isn’t me. My baby brother has managed to do what I have been dreaming of since I was a ‘tween: Write AND publish a book. Yup, Sami Gyekye, my once potbellied, slobbering baby brother is now a published author. His journey began more than a year ago. He called me one afternoon (as […]

It’s International Women’s Day, a day to celebrate the accomplishments of women everywhere…I think. I haven’t actually researched the holiday (is this actually a “holiday”?). As my contribution to this day to celebrate women, I offer you some advice that I have received from other women that have aided me tremendously thus far: Don’t wear […]

*And by this I don’t mean MY church. My church ain’t half bad (although it could stand to do a lot better) – I mean Christianity as an entity* This weekend I had the rare opportunity to sit down and watch TV between dashing out of the door to take the kids on an outing […]

I don’t know if “jealous” is the right word to describe how I feel about my friend Amma Bonsu’s most recent undertaking. Perhaps “dreadfully sick with envy” is a more apt depiction.  Amma is my ‘junior sister’ from secondary school. In 1991 she was a spritely fashion forward girl, tiny even by Ghanaian standards. In […]

I always try to keep my Friday posts happy and light hearted, but this has been a tough week for a number of women in my circle. This week, I’ve been on the listening end of some real big girl issues, and in being a part of these conversations, I’ve realized that the final nail […]

People screw up and screw around: it’s a fact. Sometimes the consequence of that screwing is a baby. Some people consciously make the opportunity to screw up with as many other people as they can. Oh let me stop talking in circles. People need to be more selective with (and committed to) whom they get […]

I have nothing to write about today. The people on my job have sucked the life, creativity and sanity out of me. When I leave these walls, the only thing I’ll be grateful for is that I have not been raped by my co-workers. But that’s really no consolation… I’ll be getting (violently) raped by the […]