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8 Things I don’t Know About It’s Another Saturday

I might be the writer of It’s Another Saturday but it’s becoming clear to me that there are things I don’t know about the series. Dele’s Wife’s Real Name Seriously, I don’t know her name. She met Honey in uni and they have been friends since then but unfortunately, all I can tell you about her is that she is Dele’s wife. 2. The Town They Live In One might argue that the story takes place in Lagos, being that Genesis from Novocaine Knights who lives in Lagos, made a cameo appearance. However, nothing else has been mentioned about the name of the city. So, go ahead, call it Abuja, Kano, Ado-Ekiti; I don’t mind. 3. If Jideofor’s Bridemaker Phenomenon is Psychological, Spiritual or Just Plain Coincidence Tarela feels she did something diabolical to him that plunged him into reckless trysts with several women but what if it’s just simple psychology,…

It’s Another Saturday…#15

LeChase Hotel Your hands on my hips pull me right back to you I catch that thrust, give it right back to you You’re in so deep, I’m breathing for you You grab my braids, arch my back high for you You’re diesel engine, I’m squirting mad oil Down on the floor ’til my speaker starts to boil I flip shit, quick slip, hip dip and I’m twisted In your hands and your lips and your tongue tricks And you’re so thick and you’re so thick and you’re so… Crown royal on ice, crown royal on ice Crown royal on ice, crown royal on ice “Ooooh… Jill Scott.” “Jill Scot? Are you for real? How about ‘ooooh…Jide’?” I laugh, even though I so badly want to cry. I so badly want to scream out his name and wake the entire neighborhood. It’s 5am and Jide and I have been at…

It’s Another Saturday…#14

Afternoon! Next week I’ll bring you a new series from someone new. It’s all about family scandals. If you think you have drama in your family, you haven’t seen nothing yet. So, sit tight. You’ll have a mad ride with this one. Enjoy episode 14 of It’s Another Saturday… The One Who Keeps Appearing Jide did not just walk me out of his house. He did not just do that. What in the world! I breathe in deep. Calm down, Mary. He didn’t mean it. He would never knowingly treat you like that. It’s the jazz, so calm down… Heck, I can’t! I am so mad I feel like walking back to his house and giving him a piece of my mind. How can he talk to me like that? Is he insane? Anyways, I don’t blame him sha. He’s seen my nakedness, that’s why. But all the same, I’ll keep my…

It’s Another Saturday…#13

A colleague asked me the other day if I get upset when readers tell me my episodes are short. I told her that I don’t. I feel flattered, rather. So, here’s a huge thank you for flattering me, guys.*kisses!* But if I hear pim! about this episode ehn, I’ll be waiting with cane on the other side. Enjoy episode 13 of It’s Another Saturday. If you want to catch up, read HERE But Jide, Why? “This is a very stupid move, Hon.” Saratu is mad at me for quitting my job. This has been her state of mind since I broke the news to her two days ago. Earlier, she took me shopping and now we’re at a spa where she’s spoiling me silly, just to manipulate my mind into staying back. “He is so going to dump your sorry ass.” “No, he’s not.” I smile at her when what I really…

It’s Another Saturday…#12

This post is for all the Oliver and Olivia Twists that keep telling me the episodes are short. This should quench your thirst. Double Trouble Oh my God! Jide is in love?!!! I jolt up from my bed as if shot with a thousand needles. What type of useless dream did I just have? What madness is this? No, I cannot accept this if indeed it’s more than a dream. After all I sacrificed to ensure that his heart remained cold? Mtsheeew! I am demanding my money back or God help me, I will find that useless gypsy bitch wherever she is in this world and force poison down her throat. I turn on my WiFi and my phone and wait for both to boot up. Immediately they do, I make a video call to Kiya AKA my Egyptian spellcaster, AKA witch doctor. Many ladies in Nigeria go to useless…

It’s Another Saturday…#11

So, I had this episode of It’s Another Saturday since Saturday and I was like, I’ll post it on Monday because of the public holidays. But then on Monday, I think I forgot or something very stupid like that. Then I wanted to post it yesterday but I had another post scheduled.  So, here it is…the bonus episode. Specially dedicated to erm…to you. You know yourself. PREVIOUS EPISODES Taken I’m not listening to a word he’s saying. All I want is to just get away from him before my feelings turn to hate. I can’t even look into his eyes right now. “Leave me alone, Jide.” “Just listen to me. Let me explain. It’s a pretty, simple explanation…” I shove away his hand resting on my arm and leave the house through the kitchen backdoor. “Honey!” He comes after me and takes my hand again. “Smoochie, listen to me, please.”…

It’s Another Saturday…#10

Afternoon! Just a quick notice. I realized some of you keep visiting my old blog moskeda.wordpdess.com. Well it doesn’t exist anymore. To search for me on Google, add moskedapages to lead you here or you might end up in 360nobs where I also write. Also the lounge has been open for a while. The private posts can’t be viewed by anyone except me, so don’t think I’m giving special people access.          Just make this place your one stop for all moskedapages stories.  Thanks!  And now here’s a fresh episode of It’s Another Saturday    The Bride Wrecker Dele’s wife can be a pain in my ass sometimes. How can one be on the phone for three hours talking about nothing but asoebi, gele and designer clothes? And I dare not tell her I’m sleepy or she’ll give me the silent treatment for a whole week. I…

It’s Another Saturday…#5

Read Previous Episodes  The One Gone With The Waves I have never really thought of having kids, which is quite weird, considering the fact that I have helped bring so many babies into this world. I have shared the joy of parents seeing their babies for the first time and gone through the pain of those who suffer loss. Births have left me in tears on some occasions and transported me into the spiritual when I simply just look upward to God and thank him for the gift of life. However, the feeling of wanting to have my own kid is always fleeting. The reason is simply because I know I’ll make a terrible father without a wife beside me. I’m old school like that. I believe in marriage first, kids later. Much later. And that is why I’m deeply concerned for Emeka. How will he handle two children and…

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