What kinda weave you got in your hair?

Yep, I was just asked this question yesterday. I could do nothing but smile and politely say, "This is my hair." This lady was very complimentary before she asked this unbelievable question. "Yo, hair is so pretty. I like that. What kinda weave you got in your hair?" She also asked what did I put in my hair and I explained nothing and that I was in the process of locking my hair by the method of Sisterlocks. She responded, "Oh, it is so pretty." So I couldn't get indignant due to ignorance. Here in Montgomery, having a weave is the in thing, unfortunately they are usually the kitchen beauticians doing them so there is a lot of visible glue and tracks. I hate to see them tracks.

I get my hair retightened on Thursday, thank goodness because my hair is so thick at the roots. Plus, with my book club's literary event Saturday, my hair cannot look like a mini afro. Really, it doesn't look like that, but some days it is big. Really. Seriously.

While I am mentioning my event, I cannot wait until it is over. I am ready for my life to get back to some sense of normalcy.

Do you all realize Thanksgiving is two weeks from Thursday? Time is going by fast and I need to relax and enjoy it. Soon. Seriously. Really.

I am looking forward to the holidays so I can practice my culinary skills and spend time with my family. Oh, let's not forget the day after Thanksgiving shopping frenzy. Yep, I love to get out in that maddness and I am usually home by noon and back in my bed sleeping. Seriously. Really. I don't know why I do this, but I just like the idea of getting a bargain even though I cannot and I mean I absolutely abhor random people touching me. I cannot tell my tolerance level and when it is time to go. I get mean and ugly when folks keep touching me and I start snapping when it is getting late into the morning. Before I step out at 4:45 am, I have a list, my coupons and sales paper and in order of which stores to hit up first and so forth. I am no joke. This year my sister will be with me and the two of us together (looking a hot mess. Can't be cute when you shopping like this). You just roll out of bed into your sweats, wash the face and brush the teeth and a little deodorant and out the door.) Should be a blast this year.

Anyway, I am rambling but I did want to share with you about my encounter yesterday. Weave indeed!