posted by export on May 15
My hair? Oh it’s growing just fine. I have finally figured out the “magic formula” for allowing my hair the rest time it needs in order to rejuvenate from chemical hell. My hair is getting longer, stronger, and more brilliant every week…at least, that’s when I notice it. I am sure things are happening every day. I am using some really good smelling pink serum that is for promoting growth and strength while minimizing breakage. Fantastic stuff, so fantastic that my son decided to dip his hand in and use some for his own hair since he wants it to grow back in now LOL
Shot out to my sister in the tresses, Dr. Victorine. Check her link out on the sidebar.
Tags: black+hair+care, going+natural
posted by Sun T. on Apr 17
She sent me an email earlier that said:
It is better to be liked for the true you,
than to be loved for who people think you are.
Well that is a mouthful, isn’t it? I have been a person that cruises through life upon rough seas. I have always been one to hide who it is that I am at the heart, because I knew that no one could really handle it. I knew that if I ever really “showed up”, all hades would break loose.
I was right.
And now I am in therapy.
Doing what?
Trying to fix the me that people would see if I decided to let the true me loose on the world. Apparently that me is pretty screwed up. My life story might tell you a little as to WHY. I will spare you the story right now, though. I am open about my past, as it no longer hurts me. It’s just the residue from the past that has my entire life under a haze. If you listen to my podcast, you will get more insight as to why (if you care to).
It’s not easy to like myself most of the time. It’s not easy to find worth for myself. I guess that’s what my next podcast will be about.
Tags: self+worth, podcast, wisdom, true+self
posted by Sun T. on Mar 8
Dear Gold N Hot flat iron:
You have been my friend for a number of years. I swore by you, thought you were the one for me…then you ripped out my hair. I couldn’t believe it! I saw a tuft of it hanging off the end of your hot plate and I nearly fainted. Then you burned my scalp! OMG Why? I thought you loved me! I fought through it, though. I loved you even when I had to take an hour and many breaks to get my hair even close to being flat and straight.
Well, I have to tell you it’s over. I have found someone new. His name is Croc. He only takes ten minutes to do my hair, from plug-in to press. He heats up faster than a hot plate. He is gentle on my scalp and doesn’t rip out my hair.
I have to tell you, you aren’t the only one that is going to have to leave me. Your cousin, the curling iron, is going with you. Croc does it all and in record time, right down to my roots! Even when it’s raining like crazy outside, I can go out and come back in with my hair still looking just as good as when I left. I think its his manly ionic power and ceramic finesse.
I woke up this morning, looked at myself in the mirror, and knew it was over forever. No flat irons have ever done my hair so well as to me being able to wake up and barely comb through my hair. It looks fabulous all day and night, and that is the deciding factor for me.
So we are through. Take care of yourself and make sure your cousin is well with you. I won’t be seeing either of you ever again.
Sincerely,
the no longer singed Suni T.
Tags: flat+iron, ionic, ceramic, croc
posted by Sun T. on Sep 12
I have to get on with my blogging as usual today, though I don’t feel like it. There are things I want to blog about, but they all pale in comparison to the issue at hand. I guess I have to just trust God and believe that these boys will be sentenced fairly. I am not saying that they should get off for assault, but their sentences were wayyyy out there. Fair justice is all I ask.
Last night I was watching Biggest Loser. I tend to not watch that as much as Celebrity Fit Club, but this time I am drawn in. The possibility that the black team will come out as the dark horse and defeat the other two teams just makes me want to watch, root for them, encourage them in my thoughts. What they set out to do seems impossible, but it is attainable through their determination and will power.
I am searching for my own determination right now. I have so much that needs to be done physically, mentally, spiritually…but I have no desire or will to do everything that entails. I want to lose at least ten pounds. I want my flat pretty stomach back. I will even settle for flatter than it is now. I don’t have to look like I did when I was 16. I will settle for what I looked like 3 years ago. I want to burn my sage every day and commune with God on the side porch. I want to finish my book and start the next one. I want so much. I just really need to get on the ball and DO it.
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posted by Sun T. on Sep 6
I have an addictive personality… therefore it is rather easy to become obsessively addicted to different things. Therefore I bring you my Thursday Thirteen of things that I am entirely addicted to or have been at one time or other:
- Tea. I still have a collection of tea in my cabinet, though I don’t drink it like I used to. It’s an affinity that comes and goes.
- Coffee. I still drink about a cup every other day or so. If I do drink it daily, it’s usually mostly decaf. I can’t handle all that caffeine.
- Wine. I am still researching different wines, but I only have two here. I drank a cup daily for about a month, but that has died down lately.
- Letter twisting. It’s actually an ongoing on and off again addiction. It’s something I do that is more OCD than anything. Making words out of any word. Stop pots tops opts spot.
- Exercise. It also comes and goes. I have had that issue since I was a teenager and scared to death of becoming obese.
- Nail biting. Not so much now, as I willed myself to stop while I was pregnant. I didn’t want my kid to have to ingest that stuff…ew.
- Alcohol. I was addicted to alcohol for YEARS. Now I am not, and am able to drink on occasion without having any issues.
- Mary Jane. For a good 3 months I was in the sky from the time I woke till the time I went to sleep. It got so bad that even when I wasn’t in the sky, my body faked it because that is what it was used to feeling.
- Shaking my leg. Another OCD type of thing, like biting my nails and letter twisting. I willed myself to stop, but it rears its head once in a while. It is a comfort thing.
- Blogging. Yes, that is why I had a total of 12 blogs at one time for no other reason than I just HAD to type all day, every day.
- Doodling. I had to have a pen and some type of paper or I would draw on myself. Elaborate drawings all the way up my arm in red pen were my favorite. I can’t do that now, as it is a bad example for the kid, otherwise I would still do it. Sometimes I still do on the inside of my wrist or ankle.
- Listening to music. I couldn’t go through a day without some type of music blaring into my eardrums. I listened so much that now I have a radio fixed inside my head. I can change the channels and listen for hours. Who needs an mp3 player with a capability like that? Of course, that didn’t stop me from buying one haha.
- Tetris. Easier not to be so attached to it as I am so busy with family and working now, but it is still something I immerse myself in…so much so that I could dream in Tetris.
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posted by Sun T. on Jul 17
I don’t know what I am going to do with myself. I really want to do something about my state of mind. I haven’t been blogging as much. I haven’t been talking to a lot of people offline. I just don’t know what to do. I guess this is the deepest depressive state that I have endured since being a teenager. It is like, the deepest blackest hole you can imagine. You can hardly see the hand in front of your face. Where is the light?
posted by Sun T. on Jul 12
This is my first EVER professionally done pedicure. I loved it. I got a manicure, too. This was a great experience for me. I am glad that I booked way in advance and got my favorite girl CC to do my sets. I think I am addicted to manipedis now. It was exactly what I needed. I got to sit in the massage chair while she did my feet. She said I have nice feet, and kept telling me that. I guess she sees some pretty rough pairs on her line of work HAHA. It was a welcome two hour session. She did a great job. I am making sure to get her every time I go.
Technorati Tags: pedicure, manicure, manipedi
posted by Sun T. on Jun 29
My look, that is. I feel a need now more than ever to keep myself looking nice. I plan to continually get my nails done and even get up enough nerve for a pedicure before my pregnancy is done. Last time I must admit I was 4 years younger and didn’t have to work as hard. I had long luxurious hair. I had naturally long nails thanks to the vitamins.
When I got out of labor/delivery I looked like a crackhead. Seriously! I know my labor was long, but could someone have brushed my hair a little before the pictures were taken? LOL! This time, it will be a lot different. I don’t care what I go through, I WILL come out looking fierce…even if I look groggy.
I am documenting my preggo journey on a different journal that I have had since January 2005. I just haven’t used it till now. Bookmark it, RSS it, love it!
