Another Post for the Week...

It has been a productive and quiet week. So wonderful. I had my recent retightening on Feb. 28, 2008. No problems, except my scalp was flaky near the front. Even using the Nizoral I am finding this winter it is harder to control it. I think because this year we have actually had a winter and the weather's constant changing has had an effect on my scalp. Strangely, I have no flakiness in the back of my hair. Other than that my hair is doing what is does. I have one sealed end! Yeah! I don't know if my ends will all seal or not, because of my hair texture, but no worries here.

I have had shots of my hair on my camera for a minute so enjoy. Have a great weekend!

My Vote, My Choice

I try to keep my political beliefs to myself. Depending on the situation or the company will determine if I’ll discuss politics, because face it, a friendship, marriage or family can be divided by one’s political and religious beliefs.

I live in Montgomery, Alabama and although there have been great strides in acceptance and working together, we are still a southern town, with southern sensibilities. Some of my friends are older and more set in their ways and they way they think. I mean the head of our Democratic party has already endorsed Hillary Clinton. And some of the other Democratic old heads practically are forcing folks to believe as they do. So imagine my surprise while I was in Arlington, Virginia during our primaries (I voted by absentee ballot), Alabama chose Barack Obama. What? Yep, we showed the old heads they do not speak for all of us, we are educated and know how to choose the candidate that best suits what we want for our future. We are no longer living in the past, we are moving towards a future of change for all Americans, not just black.

Of course we still have some simple-minded folks who do believe the country is not ready for a black president. I say this, “If America is not ready for a black president; it is time for all blacks to get out of this country. We helped to build this country. We are part of this country. The blood and sweat of our ancestors prove we are this country. America without us is not the United States. And I am not going anywhere!” So America needs to get ready, because the next president may be black or a woman. So those worrying about his safety, should note a black man is hardly ever safe in America and although I don’t choose for him to be a martyr, I feel a man who talks about American goals is inclusive and not divisive and no matter who is to be the next president their safety will always be an issue. No man or woman can be safe when they are in the power of great authority over a nation like ours. Keep that in mind.

So who ever you choose to vote for is your choice. And for those who are trying to change my mind about my choice, note we will no longer talk politics. I chose Barack Obama because of his unwavering stance on issues such as Iraq, healthcare, economy and international issues. I didn’t choose him because he is black. He has a vision for the entire country not for just one race of people and in order for this country to begin to recover from the last eight years of Bush, we need an official who isn’t jaded by the politics of America, but is conscious about uniting all of for a common goal. Plus, I’m tired of being broke, when Republicans are in the white house, I stay broke.

These are my political thoughts and no one else’s…

I've Been Tagged...





I was tagged by Khandi so here we go:




1) Link to the person(s) that tagged you.
2) Post the rules on your blog.
3) Share 6 non important quirks/things/habits about yourself.
4) Tag 6 random, people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs.
5) Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a post on their blog.




Here are 6 things/quirks/habits:


1. I have 4 tattoos. And when I reach my weight goal and the 10 year anniversary of my book club I will get new ones. They are addictive.

2. I check things twice. I have a touch of OCD.

3. I love watching wedding shows.

4. I read in the bathtub mostly.

5. I sprang my ankle in Jamaica (a pre-graduation gift to myself) and graduated from law school (Only African-American) with a brace around my ankle. So cute getting hooded with a big, camel-colored ace bandage around my ankle.

6. I have been on 5 cruises and will go on my 6th one this summer.

I'll tag some folks later who haven't been tagged, if there is anyone who hasn't been.

Been A Long Time...Should Have Never Left You Without a Dope Rhyme...

Yep, I have been meaning to write something, anything on this blog for a couple of weeks. In fact, I had every intention of posting pictures and stuff while I was in Arlington, VA during the week of February 3 - 7, 2008. For some reason, I did everything but blog, maybe not everything. I rested. I was tired and although I walked a mile each day while in Arlington, I took naps and just enjoyed my time there without worries or deadlines. Such is life...

A lot has happened since I last posted and I also got tagged. So I gotta do that too, and I will sooner rather than later.

Well, my 4 year old niece decided she wanted a Mohawk (faux-hawk) and decided to surprise her mother with the new hair do when she got home.



Yep, she took sissors to the sides of her hair and cut off the hair on the sides of her hair, creating a delightful mohawk. Now at first I was in disbelief, then it was funny as all out. My sister was so beside herself she found my uncontrollable laughing as just too much. For my sister, it wasn't funny, at all. When my sister asked my niece why? She said with a smirk, "It was too long." LOL! Needless to say that didn't help her situation. And when the funk settled down some, I had to remind my sister that my niece, who I call Hunny Bunny, marches to a the beat of her own drum. She is not going to be her girly, girl. She is going to be an individual and not be a follower. She is going to be a leader and there is nothing she can do to change the specialness of this child. She is different, she is smart, she is intelligent, she is beautiful but she is stubborn and strong-willed. Accept it and move on. Of course my sister wasn't enamoured with my statement that we are not our hair. On her myspace page she promptly tells me that I am wrong. LOL! But we are not our hair. We are the sum total of our being inside and outside and our hair is not who we are!

I was reading one of my favorite blogs and was reading an entry about when black women don't wear their natural hair it is a form of self-hate. Self-hate is a strong word. Just because a person wears a perm doesn't mean they are not in touch with their African roots or they hate their African roots. What I do know is we as African-American women do not know how to style our naturally curly hair. We were taught when it became too unmanageable a perm would fix that and then we would have the versatility we wanted. I think if we had been taught how to work with our own natural hair, there would be vesatility.

I am not on the streets preaching to every permed black female saying you need to get rid of the perm sista and come on over to the natural side. However, if they ask my opinion I will give it. I wore a perm steadily from the 10th grade until 2004. Prior to that it was straightening and perms off and on depending on whether my mother could keep up the maintenance. I enjoyed my straight hair. I loved when it was long and I loved when it was Halle Berry short. I loved when it was colored and I loved that I could rock the latest hair styles and the attentioned my hair garnered me. When I entered law school, I knew working two jobs and law school would leave no time for me to sit in a beauty shop for 6 to 8 hours to get my hair done. I was busy and that was too much of my time wasted. So I went to braids which took 4 hours to install, 2 hours to remove and could be done every 4 months. I loved it, but I was tired of the micros and when my braider died, I went to the stylish Kinky Twists. Well, with no perm and the tighteness it took to install them, I had damage. More damaged than I had with wearing a perm with the microbraids. So my quests for alternatives was on. I don't miss my perm. Will I ever go back to one, most likley not, but who knows. When folks ask me about perms I say forget about it, look for an all natural stylist. Do I judge my friends or others because they wear a perm, hell no. To each its own. My journey ain't yours! However, don't think if you ask me I am going to agree with the use of chemicals to alter your hair texture. I'm not, but I don't judge you because of it. You wear your hair the way you want to and I don't think of you less or think you any less black than me because I wear my hair in a natural style.

I have more to blog about and of course I need to do the tag, post more pictures and just blog.