Confessions of a Fat Girl 59: Friends & Marriage Proposals!

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February 8th, 2010

It’s true what they say about old friends being the best friends! If I ever doubted it before, the events of the last couple of days have more than opened my eyes! In fact, I had to move my flight from Saturday to Monday morning, as I wasn’t going to allow Ogonna’s friends upstage me.

These friends, 99% of whom she hasn’t set eyes on in almost 20 years, and a few of which she has exchanged half-hearted e-mails or social media chats which over the years, all swooped around us, like protective eagles! From the day she put up that post on Facebook, without exaggeration, over a hundred of them showed up at our Enugu home. They would be the first to come in the mornings, and the last to leave at night. And the vast majority of them wouldn’t just sit and expect to be waited on. Not at all. These women, these well dressed women, would literally roll up their sleeves, and immerse themselves in the domestic activities. It was beautiful to behold.

They knew exactly how to hold our vendors by the balls, to negotiate better deals for us, and they knew the exact language to speak to get our service providers (cooks inclusive) to conform. And after a hard day’s work, they would all sit under a canopy, gisting and laughing, as if two decades hadn’t gone by. I was actually quite jealous, and wondered if any of my old friends would show up, if I had posted the same thing on Facebook. In fact, they wouldn’t even have shown up for Akwaugo! Ogonna has always been the most amiable and charismatic of all 3 of us, and it’s no wonder that, wherever she goes, people fall in love with her.

And did I mention the male friends that also showed up? Hmmm! Over the last 4 days, she has received no less than 15 marriage proposals! Even from some of the married ones.

“Don’t mind that yeye man!” she laughed about one of her suitors. “Somebody that didn’t even give me a second look those days! Now that I am no longer a fatty, he wants to marry! Onye iberibe!!!”

Oh, lest I forget the constant Ibo speaking. My sister now can not complete a full sentence without veering into Ibo! After less than a week! I wonder how she will be, after spending another 2 weeks!

“That one?!” she laughed about another. “I know it’s visa he wants! Because I look like Barack Obama! Ewu!”

It was good to see my sister so happy and comfortable. It was even better to know that she wasn’t getting carried away by any of these fair-weather men. Even though, they didn’t all appear fair weather.

Ifeanyi was one such person. They had been secondary school mates, study partners even. They lost touch when they both went to University, as he had gone on to study at Uniport. But, according to him, he had always nursed a secret crush on her. From all indication, he didn’t want anything from Ogonna…no green card, or anything like that. He owns a successful oil and gas service company in Port Harcourt, and had made the journey all the way to Enugu, just to see Ogonna. He has been widowed for about ten years, and is looking forward to settling down. To him, Ogonna being back in town is fate in action.

“He’s not bad oh…” I whispered to her, as we watched him from afar…looking sharp in a navy blue kaftan.

Even my sister, with her newly developed sharp mouth, had nothing to say to that.

“My heart is in New York…” was what she managed to say.

Ah! Chiemela! I had forgotten all about him.

“He saw all the activity on the post on Facebook, and he was so intimidated by all the posts, that he too has bought his ticket to come for the funeral!” Ogonna giggled.

I had to giggle along with her. I was happy that she was happy…that she was feeling so much in demand. There are very few feelings better than that.

Alas, I had to leave this morning, and got to my house by about 3.00pm. After kissing my kids, I went to my bedroom and slept for 5 hours straight! The last few weeks have been way too stressful and hectic for me! I am just glad that, even though there is still a lot to do, my emotional stress has all but dissipated.

It was JJ snuggling behind me that finally woke me up.

“I’m so glad you’re home! I’ve really missed you!” he whispered into my ear. “And is it me, or is there less of you to hold?”

I turned around to look at him, with a smile on my face. “Really??”

He examined me closely. “Yes…really! Not quite your December weight, but lighter than you were before you left for the States!”

That was enough to get me in the mood, and, probably for the first time this year, my husband and I were able to get intimate…very intimate!

Tomorrow, I have to go and look for my business partner, Ezioma. With less than a week to Valentine’s day, I know I need to shake body and help out with our orders.

Also tomorrow…back to the gym!

Finally!

 

 

Catch up on Ihunna’s story here:

  1. Confessions of a Fat Girl 1: Grubbido
  2. Confessions of a Fat Girl 2: Fragile
  3. Confessions of a Fat Girl 3: Defiant
  4. Confessions of a Fat Girl 4: Progress
  5. Confessions of a Fat Girl 5: The Gym
  6. Confessions of a Fat Girl 6: Killjoy
  7. Confessions of a Fat Girl 7: Pain
  8. Confessions of a Fat Girl 8: Frenemies
  9. Confessions of a Fat Girl 9: Exhilarated
  10. Confessions of a Fat Girl 10: Popcorn
  11. Confessions of a Fat Girl 11: Free-fall
  12. Confessions of a Fat Girl 12: Sunday Morning
  13. Confessions of a Fat Girl 13: Mission Reactivated
  14. Confessions of a Fat Girl 14: New Things
  15. Confessions of a Fat Girl 15: Bad Business
  16. Confessions of a Fat Girl 16: Luxury Items
  17. Confessions of a Fat Girl 17: The Solution
  18. Confessions of a Fat Girl 18: Magic Formula
  19. Confessions of a Fat Girl 19: Date Night
  20. Confessions of a Fat Girl 20: Quinoa
  21. Confessions of a Fat Girl 21: Perfect Fit
  22. Confessions of a Fat Girl 22: Keeping In Touch
  23. Confessions of a Fat Girl 23: Delete
  24. Confessions of a Fat Girl 24: Philosophical
  25. Confessions of a Fat Girl 25: Keep it Moving
  26. Confessions of a Fat Girl 26: My Co-Wife
  27. Confessions of a Fat Girl 27: Old Jeans & Old Friends
  28. Confessions of a Fat Girl 28: Prawn Stir Fry
  29. Confessions of a Fat Girl 29: Facebook Tagging
  30. Confessions of a Fat Girl 30: Detox Part 2
  31. Confessions of a Fat Girl 31: Abs & Crunches
  32. Confessions of a Fat Girl 32: Making Notes
  33. Confessions of a Fat Girl 33: Christmas Party
  34. Confessions of a Fat Girl 34: Ashiedu
  35. Confessions of a Fat Girl 35: Willpower
  36. Confessions of a Fat Girl 36: Packing…and TV
  37. Confessions of a Fat Girl 37: Last Minute
  38. Confessions of a Fat Girl 38: Body Image
  39. Confessions of a Fat Girl 39: Christmas Trip
  40. Confessions of a Fat Girl 40: Christmas in the Village
  41. Confessions of a Fat Girl 41: Daddy’s Girl
  42. Confessions of a Fat Girl 42: 2010
  43. Confessions of a Fat Girl 43: Uzoamaka
  44. Confessions of a Fat Girl 44: Sugar Binge
  45. Confessions of a Fat Girl 45: The E-mail
  46. Confessions of a Fat Girl 46: She whose name must not be repeated
  47. Confessions of a Fat Girl 47: Smokescreen
  48. Confessions of a Fat Girl 48: Running away
  49. Confessions of a Fat Girl 49: Fry-Up
  50. Confessions of a Fat Girl 50: The Only Solution
  51. Confessions of a Fat Girl 51: The Intervention
  52. Confessions of a Fat Girl 52: Tri-State Sisters
  53. Confessions of a Fat Girl 53: Manhattan
  54. Confessions of a Fat Girl 54: Daddy’s Girls
  55. Confessions of a Fat Girl 55: Stunned Silence
  56. Confessions of a Fat Girl 56: Bereavement
  57. Confessions of a Fat Girl 57: The Reconciliation
  58. Confessions of a Fat Girl 58: Staying Back

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