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Sue's my name and this right here is a little space where i get to rant a little....well maybe alot' But hey thanks for dropping by. So here's to kicking life's ass and making the most of precious moments.....Xo

“My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style”
— Dr. Maya Angelou

Tuesday, 30 April 2013


hello dearies'

Hope y'all are doing good' ooh isnt it just all kinds of awesome knowing tomorrow is a holiday! happy dance' No alarms, no traffic, amazing'  Today was kindah much work; deadlines and all. Offices can get really mundane and easily drain the life out of you,that's why when a chance comes up for me to go unwind, i jump for joy.

I hope it doesnt seem like am complaining about it, no that is far fetched, i just reckon that its always good to have a breather from the usual 8 to 5. Truth be told I thank God each day for knowing  that someones needs me somewhere,that i am good at something and that i make a contribution to the organization no matter how small.
If there is anything life is teaching me lately its to appreciate every little bit of my it and to remember that it could all be taken away. I may not be where i want to be but God with his unfailing grace continues to see me through and through that grace i know i will evolve; and become that which i was meant to be.

Anywho's had a lovely Wednesday evening at the Aqua Club and Lounge in Westy with my pal Lu' (aint she pretty much' )Funny thing we did black and white combos with a hint of colour without prior arrangement, seems we have strong telepathy...hahaha Keshie.
It was a chilled evening after work and we enjoyed ourselves despite feeling kidogo out of place. We had some yummy cocktails, met a couple of warm people and don't get me started on the surreal' check out the pics' Am currently obsessed with Adam Lambert song 'Better than i know myself"  enjoy darlings

Beautiful  labour day'

Wednesday, 24 April 2013





So…. I have been meaning to do this post for a while now but my Photoshop had to go and expire on me….’ (Damn that trial version) lol. I have got to get the real deal being a blogger and all. Ok; enough rants Susan.  Anyhow today I celebrate my bestie; one Millie Achieng whom I so freaking miss. (Takes off tissue and wipes the tears)

Over the weekend I was rummaging through my stuff and found the first series of The Hills ‘remember Lauren Conrad a.ka. LC (love her), Heidi Montag and their clique’. Ooh that was some attention-grabbing series’  My bestie and I were hung up on it and the theme song’ Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield.  She introduced me to it and so many amazing things’ Daughtry; Rascal Flatts’…and there’s a whole lot more. So suddenly I had one of those aw f*** I miss my bestie so bad moments…

I am not about to give you some long ass story on our friendship and bore the living daylights out of you. Just want to let her know that she is special. It’s an open letter to her…


So ‘ I bet you’re all scared am gonna say something utterly stupid’ and you hate attention’ so I’mma keep it real short’

Am sitting here and I remember’ us guys listening to a song on that app on your phone and feeling so alive’ just having the most meaningless conversations and feeling like we just discussed state affairs’ our local…haven’t been there for a while now’ Friday nights….drink and a two step…some D’banj’ that was astounding! ooh how can I forget to say thanks  ‘that day you sent me the camera and there was white chocolate’ and for the millions of times that I have known that I have a friend in you….

Always at souls’


 you know i had to throw in an all time fave' MY WISH  ........RASCAL FLATTS

I hope the days come easy and the moments pass slow,
And each road leads you where you wanna go,
And if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose,
I hope you choose the one that means the most to you.
And if one door opens to another door closed,
I hope you keep on walkin' till you find the window,
If it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile.
But more than anything, more than anything...

My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
Your dreams stay big, your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah, this, is my wish.

I hope you never look back, but you never forget,
All the ones who love you, in the place you left,
I hope you always forgive, and you never regret,
And you help somebody every chance you get,
Oh, you find God's grace, in every mistake,
And always give more than you take.
But more than anything, yeah, more than anything...

This is my wish (my wish, for you)
I hope you know somebody loves you (my wish, for you).
May all your dreams stay big (my wish, for you).

Wednesday, 17 April 2013


with my new found amazing friends; Eric and Trudy

Hello lovelies’

I sure do hope you guys especially in Nairobi are keeping warm in this weather. Unlucky me I caught a cold a few days back but I had it coming after a sensational Saturday evening. My ooh my ‘ I live for days like Saturday. My buddy and fellow blogger Angel Ivy Wanja invited me for lunch and some much needed pep talk. She prepared the best spaghetti I have had my whole life. (Sneak peek below)  I have friends who can cook some scrumptious dishes…cc: Keshie Muthui, Millie Achieng, Angel Ivy Wanja. I have watched this ladies in action and pitied myself…don’t get me wrong, I can cook to save my life but finger licking mouthwatering dishes….that I can’t. I guess some cooking lessons will come in handy once I get to that phase of my life ‘eeh boyfriend and all since they say ‘the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach’ go figure……

Anywho… the thing about blogging is you get to share tidbits of your life, some stirring moments that make you so happy you could die and some that clearly don’t. It’s hard to blog without getting personal. Hope you feel me. Someday when my blog is refined and all maybe I won’t overshare but for now please let me. lol. Actually a majority of blogs that I follow happen to be very private. They give you a clearer glimpse of the blogger’ their smiles, their tears, their world. I love that. It makes the blogger familiar and shows you they are human.

Ivy werkin it...
lurv this gurl'


shoe cam...


So back to sharing’  on Saturday I felt so delighted at The Village Market’ at the night dubbed Celebrating Women Through Poetry courtesy of Kenya Poets Lounge. It was such a nourishing and incisive event watching women perform awe inspiring bits and pieces written from the heart. The musical guests were so incredible as well. Every poet was wholesome in their own way..but I had a select faves’

A certain lady who did a poem titled Georgia (oooh she took me to heaven this girl…. Some soul…Some Al Green’ that chic was good and i mean gooooood ; i wanted to hug her (the perv in me...!)
There was another lady who was so street smart. Her pieces were witty and so on point reflecting on what it is to be a woman in the Kenyan society that can be so unforgiving…and especially one who is trying to find her voice’

Then came Trudy with the poem below….she blew my mind away’ I loved that poem so much I haven’t stopped reciting it in my head. Trudy has written a collection of poetry on Kenya after the post election violence. The poems are healing and they get you to a place where all is safe. 

the ambiance was articulate........

the lovely MC Miss Cherrie'


The beyond amazing perfomers.................

Miss Georgia.....

on a rather short note' i missed my pal Maggie's bday so after poetry ..... this is where i wonder i have a cold'hahaha' twas awesome ladies'

Miss Maggie and I...good times'

Well am really excited about sharing this book with y’all. Got my autographed copy from Trudy (thanx miss lady)…it’s a collection of poetry on Kenya. You can grab your own copy through the Kenya Poets Lounge. Just read the poem below and tell me you agree with me completely...

 In the words of the publisher, Carole Mandi  Media Ltd.
‘In this work, poetry and politics fuse in a heartfelt appeal for all to embrace brotherhood and justice as the healing balm for our nation. It is a must read, a keepsake for all who love Kenya.’

THEY – YOU – ME! By Trudy Walmsley

It’s covert but its bare, the sheer brazenness of it. The subtlety of it, the shame of it and me allowing it, me allowing they……….

They, who are trying to break me yearning to shake me, inundate me, berate me, deviate me and devastate me!

Me, I am learning to wake me , so they don’t recreate me or make me, a fake me.

Yet I am yearning to be free!so I’m saying, leave me to be me….

To find me within me, intrinsic the real me, the image and likeness of God inside me…. For I am hid in Him and He is in ME!

The world system forces permission on you to be you, to fall blue, to hate the unique you

Apologize for being you, depreciate you, refuses you to shine out and be true, to seek approval to be you

Receive consent to illuminate the world because you are you!that image that God created inside of yo.

So wake you to the fact that you are you and light up the world with the creation that is you….

Accept no intimidations they throw at you.

You are unique and blessed created for purpose….

A light which brings forth a difference to the world around you!

Me, I am learning to wake me, so they don’t re create me or make a fake me, so I’m saying! Leave me to be me.

To find me within me, intrinsic the real me, the image and likeness of God inside me…. For I am hid in Him and He is in ME!