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Why The Movies Frozen and Maleficent Are My Current Favorite Animation

Let’s face it. I have become that parent. The parent who cringes at scenes of kissing, especially in animations. I mean c’mon, I have an 8 year old! I don’t want him watching ‘that stuff’!!!! Dear lord, I have become my mother. Yes. Mummy will still cringe when she sees me watching movies that have kissing in them. At my age!


So why am I swooning over Maleficent and Frozen? First of all, you need to understand that most of these disney animations and books will tend to have a princess in distress, who will eventually be rescued by a horse (or it’s equivalent) riding stud of a prince. They go ahead and say that only true love’s kiss or an act of true love will break some spell.

The above still have the same story line. Where they deviate is in the portion where some evil spell is broken by true love’s first kiss or an act of true love! I will not spoil this for my young and young at heart readers, so I will keep away from the spoilers or the plot line, but what I truly love (see what I did there?) about these pictures is that for Maleficent, the true love’s first kiss comes from Maleficent. That is a shocker twist in that plot, since it is not the prince who woke Aurora up, but Aurora’s adopted ‘God Mother’. As for Frozen, the act of true love did not come from a kiss by the oh so handsome ice boy, but from Anna, who saved her sister Elsa from the prince imposter! *insert the ugly tears wail here and pass tissues all round*.

Yes, indeed I have become my mother. But in becoming my mother, my perspective of love and disney kind of love has come into question, and even surprisingly been changed by these two animations. In a very good way.

Finally! My Fancy Shmanzy Drink(s)

For years, I have always admired and been hopelessly jealous of people who had their ‘go-to’ drinks. Coffee on a stressful day, a glass of wine after a long day, beer because… beer gut is cool, Earl Grey tea, well… just because… Earl Grey! It should thus come as no surprise that I have spent the better part of my adult life looking for my fancy drink. Something that I can honestly say that ‘it helps me decompress’ or something cool-ish like that. Truth be told I have hopped on the above bandwagons not wanting to be left behind. Admit it, it’s nice to be in the cool club and people who know what drink they like belong to the cool club!!!

But, oh happy days!! After 20 some odd years of looking for my cool ‘go-to’ drink, I have found it! Them actually. 2. And no, it is not any of the above. Shock of shocks. How I came across these, let’s call it pure chance for now since this is not about the journey that brought my drinks and I together. So what is in my stylish containers?


The silver oh so classy Coffee Press (no I will not gift it to you for Christmas!) contains tea (yes, it can press tea as well). Aaah. But not just any tea! The tea is a combination of Tea Leaves, Tea Masala, Cinnamon, Lemon, Sugar (or Maple Syrup depending on the level of fancy I feel like throwing on for the day) and Cayenne Pepper. No milk. Obviously… The ratios? Pay me and I will tell you. Hell I will even make it for you and ship it to your current location! Never mind the health benefits of all the above ingredients, because being your typical African and more precisely Kikuyu woman…. ‘Health For What?!’ The above tea is a pick me up for any time, day or night and you can sip till you drop! Or go to sleep, whichever comes first.

The purple ‘you know you want to hold me’ lovely bottle holds…. wait for it… Sea salt in warm water. I know, shocking right? But let me tell you, there’s nothing that hugs you or gives you that warm fuzzy feeling like warm Sea Salt water! It’s like coming home. True story!!! The ratio of Sea Salt to warm water is very important and truth be told, you will go through a couple of gag reflex exercises before you hit that magical spot! The perfect combo.

Both these drinks are cheap and easy to make and well, let us just say, my body has no clue on how to behave when it comes to alcoholic drinks so I like to keep the two as far away from each other as possible.

So, what’s your ‘go-to’ drink?

When Custody Battles Turn Nasty, A Child Suffers

This morning, I witnessed the most horrifying incident on my block. A child caught between a custody battle between two waring parents!

custodybattleAfter dropping my son to his school bus, I bumped into a multitude of people running about, near my compound, with a man holding a child, shouts all around and the child was crying. At first, I was horrified, thinking that it was a kidnapping. Being a mom, you never want to see another child suffering, whether it is your child or not. I therefore ran towards the multitude, not caring what was happening as my first and only concern was for the child.

Upon enquiry, I was informed that the dad of a little girl had just snatched the girl from the driver while the driver was taking the child to school. Where was the the mother, I asked. She was out of the country, I was told. This I could relate to, as business and other engagements have been keeping me out of the country, so it hit so close to home. Apparently, the mom and the dad seperated, and the mum moved away with the little girl. The dad went to court to seek custody and was granted some sort of injunction. So the dad and his gang of people waited for the compound gate to be opened as the driver was on his way to drop the child to school, and since the driver in his “wisdom” had not closed the doors, the dad yanked the passenger door open and pulled the daughter out of the vehicle!!!

All this I do not care about. I don’t even care who was wrong or who was right or who is a better parent. All I could see was a child who was caught in the middle of all this drama, poor girl sobbing her eyes out not understanding how she got caught in the middle of this drama. The child is about 8 years old.

Nobody took the time to understand what trauma they are taking this child through. Everybody wants to be right. This is not a cushy seat, or a vehicle, or a potted plant! This is a little girl, who should be protected from the horrors of this world by parents, who are so absorbed in their own little wars, that they don’t realise what it is doing to their child!

Call me a hypocrite or even tell me that I am only seeing one side of the story. I don’t care about whichever story it is. All I care about is the child. Whatever the story is, as long as you are a parent, your child should always, and only be your primal concern.


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