Rocky

First thing's first... I promised I would post a picture of my hair. Since my hair was first colored the wrong shade, we had washed it out a little too soon and there was a bit of discoloration so last night before I left Kansas my mom's friend came over and we put the lighter color on top of the previous color. So this after picture was taken today so you can have the most updated view. As I previously mentioned, I am no longer in Kansas. It was a wonderful trip celebrating Thanksgiving and I had some real quality time with my family.  I was even able to successfully surprise some of my family members at my arrival which was exciting. Here's a recap in iphone photos. Sara and I had the same flight! I got some reading in. Got my hurr did. Had gelato, bowled and went to my first Jayhawks game with my dad, Jeff, Viv and Remy. Had donuts with momma, had Indian food with Natalie and Clay. Clay made Thanksgiving breakfast which was adorable. Had two Thanksgiving dinner...

Frida Kalho had her unibrow and Andy Warhol had his wig and I have always had blonde hair. Always always. I have had long hair, short hair, permed hair, straight hair, curly hair, updo's, braids, bangs, no bangs etc. but it was always blonde. It was my signature. I had never colored it though when it would turn a murky brownish blonde in the winter I would make sure I would get a lot of sun exposure in the spring/ summer seasons and from time to time would add some "sun-in" to help it along. I have always had the school of thought that natural was best, why tamper with what the Good Lord has given you? Though lately I have wondered what the world would be like if I wandered from my blonde roots. I thought, well I only have one life, and how sad would it be if I only had one hair color my entire life. YOLO right? Why not? I thought I would go with a vibrant red, one because it is very different from my own hair color and also because it would go well with...

The last couple of years I have spent my Thanksgiving Celebration here in Los Angeles, sharing turkey and mashed potatoes with about 100 international students. Usually when thinking of the first Thanksgiving I associate more with the Pilgrims rather than the Native Americans because I am as white as they come. Though I guess in this situation, I feel like the native sharing my culture with someone new. It's always exciting for me to share something new with someone even if it is something simple or ordinary to me, it brings new life to the situation. I can share stories of Thanksgivings of the past and talk about family traditions, while hearing about their lives and their traditions. This year we are doing things a bit differently, we are celebrating Thanksgiving with our international friends early, today in fact, and will be able to visit our families for the actual holiday. I feel like I get the best of both worlds. What's even more exciting is that not all my family kno...

I know, I know, I know, I already did a "I'm truly blessed" post, but I can't keep in my thankfulness on this one. I have too many amazing people in my life and I must express my gratitude. I'm not going to get into all the glorious details but my wonderful friends, peers, mentors, brothas, and sistas demonstrated their love and support of me in a tangible way tonight. Words are not enough and cannot express how humbled and grateful I am. I have been praying and fasting for a break through in a specific area of my life and at times I felt an overwhelming peace and at other times I will be honest I didn't know how G-d was going to come through. Tonight my fellow Chi Alphans came through for me and was my answer to prayer. I know all of this may seem very vague, just know I am thankful for the people G-d has put in my life. I find this picture fitting because there is Chinese proverb that talks about there being an invisible red thread that attaches ...

Yesterday I was in a funk. I hate being in funks because I feel covered on all sides by it and can't rescue myself from it no matter how hard I try. And innocent bystanders get sucked into the vortex of our said funks and they become the collateral damage. humph sorry. Stress and discouragement have ways of wriggling in there somehow sometimes unnoticeable. Sometimes it enters through the ear I think and has a direct arrow to the mind. And hopefully your friendships are built out of strong stuff that can withstand the little funks in life. I think one of the worst parts about funks is the following day and the awry feeling you have that you could have ever gotten to that place in the first place. That a conversation, bad dream, circumstance...what have you could've affected you so much. Though today is a new day and I will turn my funks into fun funk music instead. PS I just read today's entry in My Utmost for His Highest by Oswald Chambers, and it is too too perf...

I had full intentions of doing a daily countdown to Thanksgiving where I post about something I am thankful for. But when November 1st hit, I had troubles narrowing it down to just one thing I was thankful for. I felt it was too difficult to start off with just one thing and I didn't want anyone to think that I was doing the countdown in an order of importance. I'm also afraid to list out all my thankfulness because what if I left something out? What if I left out something like books, or art galleries or skin and I can't forget about kittens. There aren't enough days in the countdown to devote to my thankfulness. Not to sound pious, but its true. I could devote full posts to things like eyelashes, music, elbow joints and shocks on cars and that's not even including family, electricity, toilet paper or food! My list of thankfulness would be too too extensive and exhaustive and yet still not exhaustive enough. It also wouldn't be able to capture the magnitude of ...