Coastal Scents pkg came in!!!!!!

Just opened my package and I cannot wait to get started. I ordered the essential kit. It came w/a # of African black soap, a # of unrefined shea butter, a huge bottle of coconut oil and another huge bottle of african wild honey. I am gonna use all of these to make a nice shampoo/body wash at some point but for now I tore of a chunk of soap and washed my face. Oh.emmeth.GEE!!!! My face was uber clean and didn't feel tight in the least. I followed up w/some witch hazel on a cotton round and nothing, I mean nothing came off on round. It was practically still white. Wow. So that was use #1, hoping for some dark spot fading/clearing, minor break out lessening and such.
As for my body, I have noticed my skin gets more sensitive and dry as I get older. I have patches of eczema that seem to pop up and disappear when they want. So annoying! I have ointment that I use for flare ups but I need something more. Hopefully the unrefined shea butter will do the trick. That and bathing w/the black soap. We shall see. Ohhhhh, and I will try using this on my scalp. I get these big flaky build-ups that are way larger than dandruff and my scalp is extra dry. It is nasty and I haven't found anything that fixes that for long. Hope this works. I'm hopeful and excited. Will keep u poasted.
Smooch!

Getting older is craziness. Craziness I tell ya!

I have been remembering my younger yrs. more than ever lately. I mean realllllllly reminiscing on the way life was before...before I gained all this weight, before I got met James and got married, before I messed up, before I cut off all my hair, before I met my ex and the list goes on and on. I am now middle aged; I mean if you only live to be 82 that is. But some people do and some don't make it to that so I'm middle aged for a whole bunch of people. When in THE hell did that happen? I just graduated college last yr. I don't have any kids, shouldn't middle aged people have some grown ass kids? Yup, I've seen them. By the way, they look waaaay older than middle aged. Ha! Just playing, not all of them. Kids age you and make you tired. I will hit on that in a later post.
Today I finally used my Groupon for Metropolitan Laser Institute and got my mustache and chin hair zapped to oblivion. Well, not oblivion yet but w/just a few more appts I should be hair free. I used to watch my mom sit at the kitchen table absently plucking her chin hair and holding a conversation w/o missing a beat...or a hair. When she caught me staring her look would read "Just wait." Dam. 
I remember this Sasquatch like woman at the hair salon; she was so dam hairy. She had a mustache, a beard, sideburns and more. Her hair was laid but it was second to the bush on her face. No one said anything about it and my mom would pinch me bcuz I was never any good at hiding my feeling from my face. Yuck. But here I am at 41 yrs. of age w/hair appearing out of thin air. I find myself watching tv mindlessly plucking and rejoicing at the victory of the plucked culprit. Not cute. So enough is enough. Take it, zap it, get rid of it! Hair be gone! I cannot wait for the day that I forget where my tweezers are and it's no big deal.
So I guess I'm gonna have to grin and bear (sp?) it when my mom starts talking about her glory days when her ass could launch a thousand ships and they would kill themselves for her and all that. Or when my grandmother in law tells me the same stories over and over and over. God love them...I feel you.

He saw the best in me...

Ohhhhh, I'm sitting here in the office looking at all this clutter from the corner of my eyes, sipping on some swiss hazelnut coffee, listening to some contemporary gospel and blogging once again. God is gooood. I love Sundays! I know that God lives in us and all that but there is something about Sunday that makes me just feel so good and loved and close to God that I just want to curl up on His lap, share His snuggie and play in His hair while we just talk and talk and talk. Like the title says, He saw, and continues to see, the best in me. Man! Can you really get the power in that???? It's better than our parents here on earth bcuz I don't care how much your people tell you that they love you no matter what and that their love is unconditional...it isn't. It can't be bcuz we r human and we are here. Only Jesus could love like that, and that's cool w/me bcuz it makes Him even more special to me. He chose me twice and I love it!!!!!! I can't believe I still live as if I'm not His child. Sad. I need to walk in the confidence that I am a child of God and i'll be good. Playing small like I don't know from whence I came. Dummy!
Life is truly a journey and as long as I keep waking up I will continue to grow and learn. At least that's the plan. Oh Lawwwwd, u know what they say about plans. Nah, not claiming that. Keep marching, sister!

Shut up and write!

Wow, I feel kinda pompous saying I have a blog but I barely write it. Oxymoron? Yeah, or even a regular moron. I need to write, I need to write often. But for some reason I don't. I feel like writing holds the key to all of my questions, worries and angst. It taunts me by way of messengers in the form of family members and friends. It taunts me by, oh I don't know, having a blog. Wow. I need to write often. I love writing, I love creating, I really do. So why don't I write? 

I am so scattered at times, so when I write all that mind jumble comes out and it makes me feel like Tara from the brilliant show on Showtime "The United States of Tara." L.O.V.E. I don't want to come off as schizophrenic, or clueless, or (worse yet) a loser. I want to be successful w/my writing. I want to bring myself to others by way of writing. I want to make people happy with my writing. But ummmm, I may need to write to do that huh?

Okay, as of today, I am not afraid to write anymore. I will be vulnerable and stand in that place of blech to get to the point of victory that I am trying to get to. The only way to get over this self-built, stately, huge ass wall is to climb over it one word at a time. So I will write, write I will. Often. 

Oh. Emmeth. Gee.

Hola, peoples. Even though no one is reading this besides me so let me just say...hey, girl. This should be a cleansing experience and that is exactly what I'm going to start making it. My mind is soooooo frickin loud and sometimes quite annoying...I need to purge. So warning, Will Rogers, this may become quite random. Eff it. 
Just got off of work. Working on the weekend sux, I don't give a shit if it's part time. It sux. It takes away from me being w/friends and fam and it gets old real quick. I try to share that w/hubby and he pooh poohs me bcuz how can it suck when it's only 8 hrs a day. Trust. It can suck. It's at a time when anything and EVERYTHING is going on and I'm missing it. I swear I'm only keeping this job bcuz I don't want my husband to think that I am a non-contributing loser since I haven't found anything in my field post graduation May '10. Sigh. My bad though bcuz I surely haven't been humping the way I should have been. I put all my dam eggs in one basket and when that basket got turned over all empty and ish I kind of froze. Now what???? Well, enough of that. I can't believe this month makes a yr. since graduation and I refuse REFUSE to be one of those geniuses w/a degree in Micro Biology working the register at Banana Republic. I understand but I can't do it. Or rather, I don't want to. Going back to school and finishing up was a HUGE accomplishment and I will not belittle it under any circumstance. Not having James here is harder than he understands. A partner keeps you on your toes, keeps you honest and "on." It's awesome even if you want to kick them in the eye every once in awhile. That's healthy. If your mate can't handle a kick in the eye every once in awhile what's the use? 
I miss him. He had me singing Fleetwood Mac last weekend. 
Hot mess. But there's nothing like having him by my side, he makes me feel strong and smart and loved. When he's not here... I just miss him. I'm telling you, I'm getting my period. Fred as he is known in my head. Frickin Fred. Man, no one tells you about hormones. Men suck, they have nothing to contend with except the occasional inappropriate hard on or blue ball. OOOOOOHHHHH. Whatever.  I have been so droopy this week and then all of a sudden I'm happy and dancing around and then I don't want to speak to anyone and then I'm there. Yay, hormones. I'm gonna have to introduce myself to Mr. St. Johns Wort before I lose all my friends. Not cute. Welcome to 41. No, welcome to where I am right now. This too shall pass. 
BTW, I warned you...random. 

Twitter

Dear baby Jesus please guide me into understanding the seemingly complicated world of the tweet. Thank you. Oh, and btw, forgive me for working on the day you rise AND on Christmas, part-time weekend jobs suck but you know my heart...Amen.

So yeah, I have decided that I need to open myself up to as much social media as I can to keep myself knowledgeable. I swear my 5 yr. old neighbor can probably teach me some tricks when it comes to twitter and that does nothing for my psyche. I need to know what people are talking about, what's important, what's tweet worthy. But I'm terrified that I might break some twitter rule and be blackballed and laughed at for minutes to come. Thank God we're a society of "on to the next one." Sort of. I'm going to figure it out and do the dam thing. Can't wait to hear what James (hubby) has to say about this; he already pooh poohs about Facebook saying it's a waste of time. How in the world am I gonna big up this one?

I really need to do better...

Hey now! I can't believe I started this so many days ago and I'm just now getting back w/my second post. I really need to do better. I've had so many plates in the air that it's hard to concentrate on just one and do that one well. Boooo! How do people do it? I don't have any kids, not even a dog anymore. My husband is overseas. I work part time and only on the weekends. I have time. But where does it go?! I'm not gonna beat myself up, all I can do is just...do.
So, hubby is coming home on Easter Sunday. So excited! We're gonna be going to Vegas for a couple of days next week and will be staying at this new gorgeous hotel on the strip called The Cosmopolitan. Woohooo! It looks loverly online and it comes w/ur very own terrace. Whaaaat? Can u imagine sipping on a cocktail overlooking Las Vegas Blvd. on your very own terrace? Love it. Can't wait. I'll have to post pics and video when I return.
I need to get off this computer and go clean. I'm in a very spring type of mood and it's out w/the old and in w/the new. That and hubby is coming home and he can jack up clean like nobody's business. So I would rather him jack up a spotless house than add crap to existing crap. Not good!

Peace.