Perpetual Smile

Sometimes people are convertible. Sometimes they can change. I’ve converted from an introverted, heavily depressed scared little girl to a somewhat outgoing young woman who is usually positive about the things in her life. Some people are not

I’ve decided to do one piece of stream of consciousness prose a day, using the words provided at One Word. My goal is to get myself writing at least a little every day, and to get my creative juices flowing so I can write more every day. One Word gives you 60 seconds to write something about the word they provide you with, so most likely the pieces I post will be unfinished.

I initially had this post password-protected, ’cause it was sort of a present and I wanted Mike to be able to read it first. And read it he did. Apparently the word “boner” makes him laugh (see comments below).

Mike,

I know that by posting this — and letting you read it — you are totally gonna make fun of me, ’cause that’s how we roll. Still, I have yet to actually make a “this is why I love Mike” post; I usually just mention you or write about something funny you’ve said and call it a day. There have been several times where you asked me why I love you, and even though there are more than ten reasons here are some of the biggest: Read the rest of this entry »

There are some days when lifting my arms above my head hurts too much to bother with blow drying and straightening my hair. Sometimes I make my sister do it. Sometimes I force myself through it and take lots of breaks. Recently, I’ve just given up.

It’s much easier, I’ve decided, to twist my hair around my fingers and then pull the curls apart rather than go through all of that straightening business. Even better, I can sleep on it and it usually doesn’t require any work when I wake up.

I feel like I’ve made a major breakthrough; I can actually stand my curls now!

My mother is on Cloud 9 now that I've been wearing my hair au naturale.

Yes, it’s true — the shiny, poker straight hair you’ve been seeing in my photos is a lie. I was born with thick and tight curls that have eluded me for twenty years. I’ve only recently discovered a hair product that kills the frizz, leaves the curls soft and makes them look pretty: Herbal Essences Dangerously Straight mousse. Yep. I don’t get it, either. It makes my curly hair look and smell pretty, though.

Is this a breakthrough? Can I now be satisfied with what I was born with? Will I break the code of women’s nature? Only time will tell how long it takes before I hate my curls again.