Sundays were my favorite growing up. Comics. Some of you out there remember newspapers. I still love them. When I was a wee Square Peg, my pops would buy the giant Sunday version of The Washington Post, which meant a voluminous comics section, which meant a color comics section, at that (the weekday comics were …
Blogtober #6: SMH
I made this face four years ago, according to my social media memories. Not much has changed. Same face. Same side eye. Same smh. Been a long day. Nevertheless: onwards.
Blogtober #1: And Away We Go…
Blogging all 31 days of my favorite month. Can she do it? We've done it before, so hopefully, we shall do it again. (For past Blogtobers, shimmy over to the search feature and read up, if you like.) What Blogtober means for you, my dear reader: Photo by OVAN on Pexels.com Expect 31 days of …
Speaking of Photoshoots…
Facebook reminded me that this was my cover photo four years ago today. Some facts about this shot: 1. It was part of a professional photoshoot we did while on our amazing girls’ trip to Paris. 2. That trip was four years ago in February. 3. It was freezing cold. 4. I’m not exaggerating. 5. …
Indulge Me, For a Moment.
Me and him.
10 Things I Learned About You.
This Square Peg in college: 'twas an interesting time. When I look back, though, I can honestly say that I loved my college days. It was the 90s. The soundtrack of my life was lit, as the kids say, and the life lessons abounded. Here are 10 things I learned in college: My education really …
be our guest.
There we all are, sitting in our living room in our old house in Ghana, surrounded by endless laughter and fascinating conversations. My parents are there; also uncles, aunts, various relatives, and longtime family friends that might as well be kin to us, being that I've known them and have been around them for as …
because it’s Wednesday.
This is certainly unprecedented. We greet Wednesday with not just one person, but five of them. (Well, still one, but we'll talk about that in a second.) Let me tell you how I discovered New Edition. Back in the 80s, the kids in school would sing, over and over again, "sunny days..." But they would …
Starring This Square Peg as Herself.
I was 11 years old, a quiet sixth-grader. That day, we embarked on a field trip to a place called Hemlock Overlook. The bus ride was animated, filled with the excited conversations of my fellow classmates. I silently observed the scenes passing us by and wondered just where we were headed. Field trips had always …
ain’t nothing changed.
As much as I'm thankful and grateful for the journey of changes in this life of mine (it took a long time to fall in love with myself, for example; self-worth/self-respect/self-esteem came late for me, but those things came right when they needed to 👐🏾), some things remain exactly the same for your Square Peg. And …
This Square Peg. 