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Then and Now

I’m going to reference a post I did 2 years ago. I wrote about it here.

Click and read, if you want to make any comparisons. It’s easy because I haven’t blogged much over the past year.

The challenge was to ‘write some basic things about myself’ as part of the 30-day challenge:

So, in a format similar to what I did before, here we go again:

a. I love God more than I ever loved Him, a little less than I will continue to love him. His blessing never cease to amaze me.

b. I am an engineer now. I have worked as an engineer for the past 2 years, on my way to registering officially in about a year.

c. I keep a small group of friends and an even smaller group of confidants.

d. I prefer a quiet night in with friends any day.

e. I am going to be an aunty soon!!

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f. I have 2 piercings now, down from 3.

g. I have the most amazing experience every time I spend a day with my boyfriend. Priceless I tell you. Full of laughs and awkward moments. And he inspires me everyday.

h. I have not been to the dentist in over 10 years. O.o

i. I would love to own a farm one day. I really would.

j. I am in love with black. My closet is currently half black. 😀

k. Lemons make me very happy. Lemons rule the world. Lemon in tea. Lemon as a salad dressing. Lemon with vodka. Lemon in my fries. Lemon with avocado. ❤

l. I dislike waiting. I am very impatient in regards to waiting for people.

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m. I am very specific about services that I pay for. Especially if a standard of service has previously been met by the provider. If I am not paying for the service, I understand if you don’t meet an expectation. But if I’m paying, meet and exceed that expectaion. Please.

n. I am allergic to a lot of things, so I try as much as possible not to do anything that will weaken my immune system. I’m all about the body doing it’s work for itself, and not medicine doing it’s work for it.

o. I am fully natural as we speak. Natural Hair. I have a few pictures highlighting that on my Instagram.

p. I have invested in my future more than I have ever invested in anything.

q. I have 2 undone projects at the moment. I pray that i find the courage (yes, courage) to resume these awesome ventures I came up with.

r. I love arms and abs.

s. ‘r’ again.

t. That was very superficial.

u. I like bold lip colours. I have taken a liking to colour after a long period of a make-up free face. I hope I’ll be able to have a few MAC matte colours in my collection soon.

v. The little things are still all that matter.

w. My mum makes my world go round.

x. Wardrobe overhaul needed.

y. My weight has been in an (‘x’ kg plus or minus 2) range and I try to eat healthy and exercise whenever I can. Health is one of those irrepleacable things. I am so grateful for good health.

z. I look forward to my future. I am excited for it. Onward and Upward!

I need to get back to blogging. So much I need to write about. The world is my playground. (well, the Internet world)

For now, everyday; I live, I love.


Elections_KE 2013 musings.

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The past 4 days have been ‘Election Days’ so to speak in KE. The mood has been a peacefully-tense one for lack of a better word. The remnants of a bloody Post-Election are still fresh in the minds and hearts of those who were affected. In the spirit of keeping the peace there has been a huge restraint in expressing views vis-à-vis the slow lines, malfunction of BVR kits, inefficiency in translation of results electronically and the abrupt change to manual counting on Wednesday afternoon. Kenyans are para-phrasing, holding back, logging off social media, just to avoid confrontation and expression of ‘negative views’ so to speak. But can views be negative? Can any expression which is perceived as negative be necessarily redundant? Just wondering. I applaud Kenyans for preaching peace and keeping it. It really is (should be) the best thing to do in an election scenario.

On that note, I was a first time voter. The permanent marker on my hand has lasted about 4 days.


I admit I didn’t know 3 out of 6 people that I voted for. And by ‘know’ I mean I hadn’t even researched about the candidates online. Clueless. So I chose the women candidates. (feminist alert!). No, I am NOT a feminist. Maybe a little!

It was a great day in the life of a first-time voter. I have subsequently been following up on the TV election results via and   🙂

We still await the results so the hashtags #KenyaDecides and #Decision2013 still apply. I am proud to be Kenyan, very excited to get a new fourth Prez.

By the way, my new twitter handle is @evabrenda_ (with an underscore at the end) . Follow me? Then say hello!

2/15/12 8:42 AM

I really like bragging about my family, and this is going to be one of those posts.



I was born in 1991. it seems like such a long way off. I had a big sister B, and she was my rock, i used to hold her hand everywhere. I love her so so much, only second to my mum who was my number one. You see, me and my mummy have this love-love relationship. Rarely do we clash heads, if we do, I would end up apologising. Yes, only me. So we were the threesome up to 1998, me, B and mummy.  Oh, and  my paps. Heeheehee. About that, I have a very traditional relationship with my father. We keep a respectful distance, I almost kneel when he comes back home, cook for him when he needs food, and basically do daughter stuff that doesn’t involve going to the park, playing ball and eating lollies with my dad. I just cannot see that happening. I don’t think I’ve ever had a daddy-daughter moment. Its not how we operate. That is our family dynamic. Then, my mum and dad discuss everything that regards us, and when my mum isn’t around, they will still talk about it first. I love that dynamic, cos if there’s a beauty in us being closer and more personal with mummy.


Back to the nuclear family tree, in 1998, as if by surprise, I was 7 years old and someone was going to join our family. That baby bump! 0.o I don’t really remember asking where the baby came from, but I know I was super excited for a baby brother/sister. Of course everyone thought it would be a boy. Well, it was a girl!! Yeay! I was excited waiting for dad and mum to come back from the hospital, and me and B were saying silly things I swear, we didn’t even make sense, like how small her toes were and her gums and weird weird stuff. Then we just sat there in silence imagining the reality of the new addition to our family.


Then there was a key jingling at the door. We literally JUMPED up and in slow jerkycuriousnervous movements we walked toward the door as my dad opened the door with the precious little bundle in his arms and a load of baby bags. She was soooo “Awwwwww’. My mum sat down with her and we all cooed and aaaa-ed, and touched and peeked and almost cried at her presence. She was so beautiful. Her name is E. So me, B and E became the 3 sisters. She was forced to grow up quicker, well because there was such a big age gap. I remember my mum ALWAYS saying, she is a lot younger than you guys, stop treating her like that, she can’t do that, its a bit too much for her…etc. But E is a star, I love the relationship we have. She is talkative, outgoing and quite confident when she needs to be. I on the other hand, am an introvert, with little or nothing to say most of the time and I used to be super quiet. B is quite talkative and very sociable. We are the perfect blend. Funny thing, me, B and my mum are all about 5’1 and we all wear the same shoe size, we all have a large waist to hip ratio….you know like this —> 8 . Yes! Thank you Jesus. People always confuse us for sisters just because my mum looks so young. 🙂


I love love my holidays with the family. All of them have been unique, and I do mean ALL!


From as far as I can remember, we have been in a different part of Kenya every December holiday. No extravagant gift giving or caroling, we just do road trip trivia and beautiful destinations. 



I thank God for my paps who always makes sure we never spend the holidays at home. Well I love my family, more that the next person, and a lil’ bit less than I love my God. They are the only people who are capable of making me cry, seriously speaking. (Yes, I do not cry over boy problems, or over my nails, or my hair, or any of those important things.)


As I said in this post here I am very open, but there are hidden details like our real names and where we go for vacation. I don’t really crave the stalker experience so I shall keep to ‘names have been changed to protect their privacy’. If you know me then you know who am talking about. 


That’s my family, they make me who I am, and they put the teeth in my smile. 

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