what it's all about

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Charlotte, NC, United States
I am on a journey -like you, I'm sure. A personal journey, a spiritual journey. A journey about passions, growth, and living. I don't have a good memory, but I value my experiences. It's very strange when you realize that you are being shaped constantly, but ultimately only remember some of the reasons why you are the person you're becoming. I find that when things resonate within me, writing about them helps me to better develop my opinions about them, and to remember them. Sometimes, it's the simple act of looking back and reminding myself where I've been that is all I need to move forward with confidence. That's why I write. Thank you for joining me.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

I'm about to hit the shower

But before I do that,  this is what my hair is doing.

up close
See how thrilled I am? lol. And yes, I need to do laundry like whoa.
I have dead ends/white tips. Can you see? That's so gross, and what am I supposed to do about it??

Can you see why I just am not feeling this look? I am, oh.. about 8 months in already, and just feel like nothing is happening up there. I am gonna wash and retwist without heat, so you may not see the results until tomorrow. Maybe this evening.

I am hoping someone joins us for dinner tonight, cuz I have a ton of chicken in the crock pot. I am experimenting with whatever I have on hand. Chicken breasts, OJ, ginger, garlic, white wine, mustard, curry powder. I'm adding some apples later cuz I have a bunch that need to be eaten. Serve it up over rice... what do you think? I hope it turns out ok. Anything I'm missing??

1 comment:

  1. I'm hungry! As for the locs... hmm... I've never had them, so I'm not good to explain why they don't seem to want to be... locking. But that's what it looks like. My ex went through a stage like this early on. He had to get it retwisted more often than others do, and he had to go without washing it so much. It was annoying for him, but after a while, it worked, and he know has locks down to his armpit, three years later. Just be patient!